No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1582: Continue the Interrogation
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Hannah stayed in the blanket for a while, counted the time, and then sat up. She ran to the window without even bothering to put on her shoes.
She pulled open a crevice in the dark grey curtains, and the sunlight outside was somewhat dazzling.
Todayβs Bruce is having good weather.
From the hotelβs entrance, a car could be clearly seen parked outside. That was the car sent today to pick people up for interrogation.
Even from a great distance, Hannah immediately noticed Wayne Lane beside the car.
Other people summoned for questioning were also with him, though not many, probably only about half of those who escaped from the tube building yesterday.
As if sensing something, Wayne Lane looked up in the direction of the room.
Hannah didnβt hide, resting her arms on the windowsill, she waved to greet him.
Her smile still carried a hint of sleepiness, her eyes squinting slightly from the glare of the sun.
She looked like a cat dozing off, exuding laziness from head to toe.
Wayne Lane just glanced over and then turned his gaze away, with a slight uptick at the corner of his mouth.
A few minutes later, once everyone had arrived, they were led away by the designated personnel.
Compared to last nightβs brief questioning, todayβs interrogation was far more detailed.
From the moment they boarded the starship until they sat here being interrogated, they had to explain everything in great detail. Naturally, the focus was on the "Guest Arrival Inn."
"How did you come to know of this inn?" one of the questioners asked.
"On a map," Wayne Lane didnβt intend to hide anything, he revealed everything except for his and Hannahβs true identities and intentions.
"A map?" The interrogatorβs eyes took on a scrutinizing look, "As far as I know, it is now very rare for people to use maps."
The room where they were questioned resembled an interrogation chamber, small in space but exerting an intense sense of oppression, especially the glaring light shining on oneβs face, as if trying to capture every minute movement.
Even in such an environment, Wayne Lane remained composed, displaying an exceptional calmness, "Iβve always had an interest in paper items. In the Capital City, there are places that specifically sell paper maps and books."
This wasnβt a lie.
Paper items are precious, and itβs rare for them to be sold openly outside, but for the Capital City, they are not so uncommon.
Even the imperial family had grandiosely modeled a library after those before the First Year of Stellar and established such an imperial library.
Of course, most of the paper books inside are second printings, not originals.
The two people tasked with the questioning seemed to take note of Wayne Laneβs identity as a Capital City resident and their expressions eased a bit.
Most importantly, Wayne Lane looked to be the Eldest Young Master of a wealthy family.
"You came to Bruce this time with your sister, correct?"
"Yes."
The interrogator nodded, then asked, "Apart from yourselves, were there any other people accompanying you?"
After several neither soft nor forceful questions, the interrogator returned to the topic of Guest Arrival Inn.
The previous questions seemed more like a way to lower the interrogatorβs guard.
By the time the questioning ended, it was already midday.
Wayne Lane glanced at the time; the auction was nearly over, and even if he went now, he wouldnβt make it in time.
His mind was still somewhat concerned about Hannahβs situation. With these thoughts, he quickened his pace.
But before he could step out, the person who had just finished questioning him called out from behind.
"Wayne Lane, right?" The man ran over, holding a specialized communicator in his hand.
