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"Are you gonna
let me out or not?!"Ted walks towards the hidden door in the Public Security Bureau. He stared intently at it before entering a string of keys on the electric lock to open the intercom. After a moment, a voice spoke from the intercom, "You find saints in churches and drunks in hotels."
"We walk with the ten devils," Ted followed.
Seeing this, the Chief held a note of astonishment. She held her arms crossed below her chest, observing the man. Then, Hecate explained, "It's the code for the Public Security Bureau."
"Alright, Alright, I know he's the informant now. Solve it quickly and get the outta here," Hella paced back and forth, scoffing to herself. Her steel pipe waddled in the ground, creating metallic noises. However, no response came out from the intercom. Ted enters it once again. "You can't stay here for long. That Sinner just now will surely spread the message out. They will be here in no time."
"Sinner's accomplice?" The Chief questions as Ted answers. "It's a Sinner organization. The Freedom in Syndicate has turned it into a shelter for the sinners."
"They came here to escape from the authorities, many even formed their own forces which are now difficult to break and very dangerous." He continued, a frown evident on his face. "The Suspect R you're after is hiding out at the SALVA Hospital on the west of the square. That's a well-known Sinner force."
You heard Ted's words. Clearly. The thought of Suspect R or rather the intruder you've encountered seemed doubtful yet convincing enough. But you've never seen her real face before, the last time you faced her was when the Chief had woken up. And her face was the same as the Chief.
"Since even you are now being tracked down...it's likely that those Sinners have joined forces with each other," Ted declares. "The situation isn't in your favor. You must return to the Public Security Bureau as soon as possible and make plans after sorting out the intel."
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