Cthulhu America, I can see the kill line.

An interrogation room at a police station in Xinxiang.

The room was square, like a sealed iron box. The walls were painted with a cold white latex paint, and a glaring ceiling light hung from the ceiling, its harsh white light falling down without shadow or warmth, making even the air seem thin.

Kong Jiu propped his legs up on the table, covered his head with the hood of his hoodie, and pretended to be asleep, exuding an unmoved indifference.

The two agents unceremoniously brought Kong Jiu and Mina here.

Mina was locked in the next room, and Kong Jiu's detection system could clearly observe her condition, so he was not very worried.

crunch...

The heavy iron door slowly opened, and a white man with slightly graying hair, carrying a thick stack of documents, stepped into the already blindingly white interrogation room.

Good afternoon, Mr. Kong Jiu.

The white man gently placed the document on the table, his movements deliberately steady.

Kong Jiu remained motionless, still covering his face with his hat, maintaining the posture of feigning sleep.

Upon seeing this, the visitor showed no annoyance. Instead, he calmly picked up the top document, unfolded it, and read aloud:

"Kong Jiu, English name Alex Johnny Kong, son of the Crimson Dragon race, a four-year student of human biology at Hills University, later switched to clinical medicine... or perhaps a temporary forensic pathologist?"

The white man slowly recited a series of biographical details, his tone carrying a subtle threat, as if demonstrating to Kong Jiu that "obtaining your information is as easy as pie."

"The way celestial bodies treat guests is truly unique..."

A nonchalant voice came from under the hood. Kong Jiu raised his hand and pulled down the hood, a clear look of disdain appearing in his eyes as he coldly stared at the other person.

"Is this the only way you can win people over? Is it just through threats?"

Seeing that he had failed to intimidate Kong Jiu in any way, the white man wisely stopped his statement, calmly watching him, but a barely perceptible hint of frustration flashed in his eyes.

"In my memory, the sons of the Crimson Dragon are intelligent, but quite timid and cowardly. You are a bit of an exception."

Kong Jiu didn't bother to reply, only glancing back at the other person with a faint look in his eyes, the contempt in his gaze almost tangible.

The white man composed himself, stood up, head held high, and extended his hand with a deliberately maintained arrogance. "My name is Master Will, a junior section chief in the ICE Astronomy Department."

Although his brows still betrayed his disdain for Kong Jiu, he managed to put on a show of hospitality.

Looking at the outstretched hand, a faint, ambiguous smile appeared on Kong Jiu's lips.

"Master Will, male, D-class psionicist, shapeshifting meteor magician. So you're from Scotland Yard?"

Kong Jiu read out the information detected by the system with a blank expression, his gaze fixed on the fleeting look of horror on Master's face.

The white man's arm hung in mid-air, and his gaze toward Kong Jiu suddenly held a hint of barely perceptible respect.

His head, which had always been held high, finally lowered slowly.

"How did you know... no, I was just being nosy."

Master's straight back finally bent, his hand still outstretched towards Kongjiu, his posture now showing obvious humility.

Kong Jiu glanced at it, then put his feet down from the table. After watching the other person bend over and wait for a moment, he slowly put his hands on it.

After all, since the other party has offered a way out, we should at least give them some face.

A hint of joy appeared on Maister's face. He quickly flattered Kong Jiu and asked him to sit down before picking up the second document himself.

"My subordinate is incompetent, only concerned with efficiency and lacking in tact. He has offended you and your wife in the past, and I hope you will forgive him..."

Your wife?

They seem to have some misunderstanding about their relationship with Mina?

It seems these people aren't that good at gathering intelligence.

Kong Jiu raised an eyebrow without changing his expression, and did not correct Maister, letting him continue.

"Given your knowledge of sacred numbers, the Celestial Department is eager to hire you to decipher some of its contents to determine whether they are related to certain entities..."

Master talked on and on, but Kong Jiu didn't hear a word he said.

After the other party had rambled on for a while, he finally spoke calmly:

"Not interested."

Master nodded, then said, "I understand, I understand. Someone as learned as you, still engaged in academic research at a university, must still have some attachment to the mortal world..."

Master spread out another document, his eyebrows dancing with excitement:

"But I must remind you that although the Celestial Department is the lowest-ranking department in ICE, even the two agents who came to 'invite' you here were seconded from the Modern Department."

But our budget far exceeds your imagination. Whether it's worldly money, fame, or women, or mystical items, grimoires, and psychic relics, whatever reward you desire, we can provide it!

"Anything?" Kong Jiu glanced at him indifferently. "I want to cross the Iron Curtain and leave Amerigo. Can you do that?"

"Leave Amerigo?"

Masters's words immediately became hesitant, "This...this involves the issue of using military passages and extradition, I think..."

"If it can't be done, then there's no point in talking," Kong Jiu interrupted bluntly. "I don't want to waste my time on worldly matters."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Master's eyes lit up, and he excitedly said, "You don't want to waste time on worldly matters? That's even better! The Celestial Department is different from those administrative departments like Spirit Summoning, Alchemy, and Modern Psionics, which are bound by cumbersome traditions. We're more like an academic discipline, with our goal being the stars!"

"From the brightest stars to our neighbor, the Moon, the Department of Astronomy is dedicated to drawing spiritual power from them and preventing any potential disasters that may follow."

At this point, Master's tone rose a few notches, his face beaming with a heartfelt faith in this "academic paradise."

Kong Jiu shook his head and looked at him with an almost sorrowful expression.

"Don't be silly, Mr. Master. Humans have only been hopping around on land on a planet where seventy percent of the surface is ocean for a few thousand years. It's too early to talk about heading to the stars."

As Kong Jiu spoke, he stood up.

"However, since you are a more academic department, I can understand why you would use kidnapping as a means to bring me here."

He stared coldly at Master: "Because you don't have the ability to issue legal documents and carry out arrests like a regular police department, you can only resort to the privileges of ICE agents and play these underhanded tricks."

Before he finished speaking, a green light flashed in his eyes.

"If the Department of Astronomy really wants me to work for them, the most urgent thing is to disappear from my sight first, and then extend an olive branch when I have time. That is the most basic courtesy when recruiting someone."

Master's attributes were quickly transferred to him.

Kong Jiu clenched his fist, feeling the surge of power within him, and then slammed his fist into the wall.

boom!

The interrogation room was filled with dust, and the walls slowly collapsed, revealing Mina's horrified face in the next room.

Master blinked. As a scholar, he was clearly startled by this sudden action. His face drained of color, and he stood there stunned.

Kong Jiu glared at Master, then turned and walked to Mina's side.

"I'm gone."

He reached out and made a slash, opening a subspace rift.

Only now did true terror flash in Master's eyes.

"You...you're a subspace ability user? Wait, the Celestial Department genuinely wants to recruit you, please consider it..."

Before the words were even finished, Kong Jiu and his companion had already disappeared into subspace, vanishing without a trace.

After standing still for several seconds, Master revealed a satisfied smile on his face.

He took out a phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, it's me, Master."

Master said in a fawning tone, "The gentleman next to Mina is indeed quite capable; he actually managed to smash through the reinforced wall of the interrogation room with a single punch."

"Oh, you flatter me, Mr. Buffett. The Department of Astrophysics is merely an academic department, and it is our pleasure to be able to help a Supreme Court Justice like you..."

"So there's no need to keep an eye on Miss Mina anymore? Okay, I'll immediately notify someone to remove the surveillance on her... Oh, right, not surveillance, but to ensure her personal safety..."

Master nervously offered compliments, and finally, after several rounds of flattery, hung up the phone.

"Sigh, the job of babysitting is finally over."

Master wiped the sweat from his cheeks and complained, "Who on earth is that girl? She was a human a few years ago, and she doesn't look like Warren Buffett's illegitimate daughter at all. If it weren't for funding applications, who would want to be a little girl's bodyguard..."

Before he could finish complaining, the phone rang again after he had just hung up.

"Hello, this is Master. Oh, it's you, Mr. Buffett. Is there something you forgot to mention... What? You need to arrange a trial for that kid? Oh... Okay, I'll take care of it right away."