Wanted Criminal (6)

Inside the White Society Security Bureau's interrogation room.

There were two chairs and a table facing them. A CCTV camera was embedded in a corner of the ceiling, and the walls were papered with circuit-like soundproofing. There was nothing else. It was a room built solely for interrogation.

Standing in the middle of the room, Adrian Arclight slowly looked around the interrogation room, then laughed as though he found it absurd.

“Seraph Industries may not look like a particularly large corporation within the White Society. Still, I am the head of a corporation myself, so I never expected to be treated like this. I must admit, I feel a little slighted.”

A grumbling tone tinged with displeasure. But it was, in every respect, a perfectly natural performance.

Werner Castel calmly accepted the complaint, then politely gestured toward the chair. He was telling Adrian to sit down.

“I apologize for bringing you here under such uncomfortable circumstances. Please, have a seat.”

“Do I have the option of refusing?”

“If you wish, you may remain standing.”

Adrian let out a dry laugh and reluctantly sat in the chair. Only after seeing him sit did Werner take the seat opposite him. The interrogation had officially begun. For a moment, their gazes met. Then came a brief silence...