In fact, Ji Jue's suggestion wasn't necessary at all.
At this critical juncture, everyone understood: to resolve the city's turmoil quickly, disperse the impending shadows, and soothe people's hearts, there's only two solutions.
First, kill the Evil Cult, second, kill the 'Evil Cult.'
No matter which method, it must be quick, ruthless, and steady to nip the storm in the bud before it escalates. Likewise, no matter the method, an Evil Cult is required!
Now, the Evil Cult has arrived.
Delivered right in front of Ji Jue.
The time has come to wrap up this farce; this is the final procedure.
—— Look closely, is this the Evil Cult you mentioned?
The same police station, the same interrogation room, under the same camera overlooking, amidst a myriad of scrutinizing eyes, Ji Jue sat in the interrogator's seat, legs crossed, sipping free coffee, casually savoring the aroma.
Without speaking a word.
Despite being well-prepared, hesitated to start the final act.
