They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 54: You are not going to tell me the truth are you?

Chapter 54: You are not going to tell me the truth are you?

She sat back on the seat, her eyes darting around nervously.

Through the window, she noticed that both the van and the black car that had been blocking them earlier had now cleared to the side.

Ikenna ignited the engine and pulled out swiftly, his focus sharp.

He didn’t seem to care whether Squad 3 could keep up, as his only concern was putting distance between them and the unsettling encounter.

Behind them, the squad’s vehicles roared to life as they scrambled to catch up, their engines humming as they fell back into their escort positions.

Inside Ikenna’s car, Nnenna had finally regained some calm.

With her nerves settled, she now had the clarity to ask pressing questions.

“Why did they let us go, bro Ikenna?” she asked, her curious gaze on him.

“And who was that guy calling a general?” She paused, then added more sharply, “Also, why do you have a gun in your car?” Her gaze shifted to the compartment, and she reached out to open it again.

Before she could lift the lid, Ikenna’s hand shot out, slapping hers away with enough force to make her retract it quickly, his gaze never leaving the path ahead.

“They’re this city’s law enforcement,” Ikenna said, his voice calm but his focus fixed ahead on the road.

His tone was measured, as if delivering a carefully crafted explanation.

“They thought we were some other people they were after.

After we talked and I explained, they let us go.” His words flowed effortlessly, almost too perfectly, like the lines of a well rehearsed speech.

“They called me ‘general’ because of the gun,” he continued, glancing at her briefly.

His expression was unreadable, his tone as casual as if they were discussing mundane matters.

“It’s a slang for gun holders.

not real; it’s

didn’t know that, so he

term again after I explained, did

it,” he

was a sense of finality in his tone, a clear signal that he didn’t want the conversation to

all too perfect, too

truth, are you?” she asked, her voice sharp yet

a three year old child who couldn’t piece things together, Nnenna turned her gaze on him, her expression a

lips thinned

was unnerving, her dark eyes searching his face for cracks in his nonchalant

stared at him, the

head

the truth?” she asked, her voice low but sharp, each

her tone, just a steady determination that seemed

chuckled lightly, slowing the car as the light ahead

grin widened,

you something,” he

decide it’s not the truth,

really my problem, is

past minutes, so tense and nerve wracking, seemed to have completely

quickly he had reverted to his

was unsettling how easily he shifted gears, from the calculating, intense man she had

as unnerving as it was, she couldn’t

and teasing, was so much easier to deal

That other side…

commanding Ikenna,

Terrifying, even.

a hint of skepticism as though testing the

“So…

you ‘general’ because you had a gun, and then you tried to use

explained everything, and they just let us go?” “Exactly,” Ikenna said with a

good