Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 157 Interrogation 1

His hand moved like a snake ready to strike, delivering a deadly blow.

But what he thought would save his life was effortlessly dodged by the girl, who even had the strength to

counterattack.

He just managed to catch the girl’s fierce counterattack.

The fight was about to kick off.

The small room turned into a chaotic battlefield. After just two rounds, the shadowy figure realized he was outmatched.

Soon, he struggled to keep up his defence.

Inside the villa, the sound of fighting rang out incessantly.

In close combat, the dark figure sensed a familiar scent emanating from the girl, as well as a chilling aura of death even stronger than his own.

Everything reminded him of the terrifying figures in the Dark Shadow.

What threw that man off was the girl’s skill, which seemed incredibly familiar.

He couldn’t help but wonder if they shared the same teacher.

Outmatched, the man realized he couldn’t win. Each time he tried to flee, the girl effortlessly blocked his path.

A trained killer reduced to a mere plaything in someone else’s hands.

After a while..

The villa fell quiet.

Even though only a few minutes had gone by, it felt like ages to the man. He was completely vulnerable and powerless, facing a humiliation and defeat he’d never experienced before.

In the room.

floor was like a

stiff, unable to move,

He was numb and

were wide with fear as he stared at the girl with the silver

struggled to move his bloodstained lips, whether attempting to speak or just futilely struggling, it

was unclear.

man’s actions and approached, squatting down

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chin with one hand. With a snap, his

the man looked on in disbelief, Isabelle extracted a small item from between his

took a

it wasn’t poison but

sent him purely to test her,

out a glass bottle.

mysterious liquid resembling

tossed the listening device inside.

dissolved and dispersed

watched in terror.

him over onto his back, and swiftly made a cut at the

trickling

groans, Isabelle extracted a chip from beneath his skin–the

eyes widened

did she find out!!

threw the bloodied tracker into the

grabbed the back of his shirt

scar–covered,

there was

it,

pricked a spot on his body with a needle,

leisurely, “How long have you joined the Dark Shadow?”

no mind to the man’s surprised gaze, she picked up his torn clothes from the floor

she grabbed the toppled chair and settled back

a sip of her