Rorschach's hint was clear: a person who was hiding deep in Piltover and had the lifeline of intelligence on the movement of people in the city was carefully planning all this. He was able to accurately lock onto me as a stranger in an instant, and even cleverly used my power to rescue the imprisoned hostages. This control and execution ability that made light of a heavy task undoubtedly revealed his great power and his intricate connection with the underground world of Zaun.

However, although Camille was touched by this, she did not accept it completely. Her reason was like a double-edged sword. On the one hand, she analyzed the logical chain in Rorschach's remarks, and on the other hand, she remained cautious and skeptical of the contradictions in it. Although she was confused as to why this mysterious person from distant Ionia would choose such a complicated path, she had to admit that the undercurrent plot described by Rorschach was not impossible. Her belief swung on the scale of certainty and doubt, and reason and intuition clashed fiercely in her heart, forming a delicate balance.

In this struggle of thoughts, Camille's choice was not to simply accept or deny, but to try to peel off the layers of mystery with a more delicate and profound insight, and touch the deep motivations and true intentions hidden behind Rorschach's hints.

Just this prudence and the courage of an explorer gave Rorschach a new understanding of this female 077.

"You mean, I have to stay here? I don't think this is a good idea," Rorschach looked around and felt that staying here was almost like being in prison.

"What if I need you to cooperate and stay here while I find out the truth?" Camille asked a question.

"I'm sorry, I can't cooperate," Rorschach stood up.

"Then I'm sorry, you can't leave!" Camille also stood up, her cold face full of murderous intent.

"What if I force myself to leave?" Rorschach just took a step, and a laser drew a charred mark under his feet, and three laser transmitters on the roof were aimed at Rorschach.

"You can try!" Camille said coldly.

A dazzling lightning suddenly burst out from under Rorschach's feet, and it swept to Camille's side in an instant like a gust of wind. The pen that had just been placed on the table was now firmly held in Rorschach's hand, and the cold tip of the pen was accurately attached to Camille's smooth temple. The air was filled with a tense and subtle atmosphere of confrontation.

"Lightning-type fighting spirit?" Camille's pupils shrank slightly, and a touch of surprise flashed quietly, but she did not show any panic, but was calm and composed, as if she did not care about this sudden threat. She slowly opened her lips, her tone was calm but full of power: "The power of thunder and lightning is indeed terrible!"

As the words were still ringing in her ears, a majestic electric current burst out from Camille's body like a mad dragon, and rushed towards Rorschach who was caught off guard with a thunderous force. In a flash, the force hit his body hard, and the surrounding air was instantly distorted and fluctuated due to the violent energy collision.

Although Rorschach was not knocked unconscious by the powerful current, theThe paralysis effect was like countless tiny silver needles piercing his nerves, causing his hands to fall into a state of near paralysis in an instant, and he could no longer maintain his grip on Camille.

Camille seemed to be out of the picture. She leisurely escaped from Rorschach's gradually loosening control, and then turned around with her hands behind her back, staring deeply at Rorschach, whose body was trembling slightly, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of her mouth: "No one has ever dared to get so close to me, you are the first!"

"My honor!" The quill pen in Rorschach's hand was instantly wrapped in lightning, and the arc-shaped currents intertwined to form a slender electric knife.

The laser transmitter on the roof shot three lasers at Rorschach, which were directly blocked by the electric knife in Rorschach's hand and offset in mid-air.

At the same time, the electric knife in Rorschach's hand sent out three arcs like silver snakes that directly hit the three laser transmitters, and the laser transmitters exploded into a pile of scrap metal.

Rorschach looked back at Camille, pointed the electric knife in his hand at her nose, and said, "Madam, I want to leave, can you stay?"

"I think so, but it will cost a lot," Camille said slowly, "but this price is meaningless, so, Mr. Rorschach, you can go, but you can't leave Piltover in a short time, and you must accept our questioning at any time!"

"Deal done!" Rorschach withdrew the fighting spirit wrapped around the pen and put the pen on the table.

"This is not a deal, it is a requirement of Piltover law," Camille walked behind Rorschach and opened the door.

"So it was a test just now?" Rorschach followed Camille out of the interrogation room and asked puzzledly, "The price is a bit high, three weapons were destroyed by me!"

"It doesn't matter!" Camille didn't answer anything else, pointed to a gun-wielding agent, and said, "He will take you away!"

"Thank you!" Rorschach nodded and walked straight to the man.

We left by self-driving car, so Rorschach could not see what was happening outside. But when we left, the ride was not long. After more than ten minutes, the car stopped and the strong man opened the door. After Rorschach got off, the strong man closed the door and the self-driving car drove away. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Rorschach looked around and found himself in a bustling commercial district. The crowds of people were surging, and the streets and alleys were filled with a strong atmosphere of life and endless vitality.

The hawking of vendors, the conversation of customers, and the laughter of children intertwined into a vivid city symphony, lighting up this bustling space. The shops were full of dazzling things, with flashing neon signs and various goods on display, attracting passers-by to stop and browse. The air was filled with the aroma of coffee, the sweetness of baked bread, and the unique smell of various delicacies, which merged into an attractive aroma of life.

This is the life of the people of Piltover, living in a magical era where technology and magic coexist, but material things are extremely abundant.

If there is a place in the world where people live very similar to this place, it is undoubtedly the Start Village created by Rorschach himself.=|

Rorschach walked and looked, and came to the entrance of the supermarket. He stopped for a while and found that there were really a lot of people in this market. Countless people came here to purchase, and some just came to look. But no matter which kind, they all felt at home here. []

Rorschach walked in, and Matt, who had been looking at the door, immediately ran over and led Rorschach to the back door of the supermarket.

The backyard is actually a storage room, where various goods are neatly stacked. Some are treated with low temperatures, and some are wrapped very well.

There is a room next to the storage room. Matt took Rorschach into the room. It was a small bedroom, which was very warm.

"You are quite good at enjoying yourself," Rorschach teased.

"Coming from the academy, you can take care of your life very well in a difficult environment. This is a skill we all have," Matt knew that Rorschach liked to drink tea, and he had some here, so he made tea for Rorschach.

"That's right. If you can't even do these things well, don't come out and embarrass yourself," Luo Xia smiled slightly and said after sitting down: "Let's be practical. Those things on paper don't have much value.".

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