227: Chapter 226 Nutrients

Wang Lin looked at him, not denying it. "Yes."

Shen Tianhe nodded, as if confirming something he already knew.

"Not long after that, Shen Junlin went missing in the Mist Forest."

"And according to our investigation, you were also active in that area on the day he went missing. Do you have any explanation for this?"

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, then said, "I was training in the Mist Forest."

"It was an activity organized by the academy, and many students were active in that area."

"I know nothing about Shen Junlin's disappearance."

Shen Tianhe watched Wang Lin's eyes, expression, and posture.

He had seen too many people lie...

Some people's eyes would dart around, some people's voices would tremble, and some would feign composure.

Shen Tianhe didn't need a Superpower; his intuition was more accurate than any Superpower.

Wang Lin's gaze was too steady, so steady that he didn't look like someone being accused;

his expression was too bland, so bland that he didn't look like a normal person;

An innocent person, when accused of murder, would be angry, aggrieved, and would want to prove their innocence.

But Wang Lin did not; he was merely stating facts, like reciting a script he had already memorized.

Shen Tianhe closed the folder and leaned back in his chair.

His intuition told him that Wang Lin was the killer.

Not because of evidence, but because his reaction was too "right."

So right that it was as if he had known he would be asked and had prepared his answer long ago.

Shen Tianhe stood up and looked at Wang Lin: "Wang Lin, you are very calm. So calm that you don't look like an ordinary person."

After saying this, he tapped his finger lightly on the table, and a black Void Rending flashed across the surface, like a silent warning.

"I don't care what methods you used, nor do I care who is backing you."

"You killed someone from the Shen Family, and you will pay the price."

As he spoke, an invisible force surged from Shen Tianhe's body; it was the pressure of an LV8 powerhouse.

That power pressed down on Wang Lin's shoulders like a mountain, causing Wang Lin's knees to buckle slightly, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his clothes.

Shen Tianhe did not use his Void Rending Superpower; he simply used the purest, most primitive way to pressure Wang Lin...

That was level suppression, using strength to intimidate.

He didn't need to make a move; as long as Wang Lin lost his composure under the pressure, as long as he revealed even a trace of a flaw, Shen Tianhe would have a reason to act within the academy.

Wang Lin stood there, the pressure on his shoulders growing heavier and heavier; his legs were trembling, and his spine was creaking.

Wang Lin gritted his teeth, not bending over, not retreating, and certainly not kneeling.

Thoughts flashed through his mind rapidly...

Vajra Transformation could block physical attacks, but it couldn't block pressure;

although he could run, he couldn't run out of this office;

the Blade God and Sword God both needed weapons, and drawing his blade now would be a declaration of war;

the Black Flame was too conspicuous; once used, it would confirm all the accusations;

the three puppets were in his space ring, but releasing them would be equivalent to telling everyone that he had devoured Third Uncle Shen Henian.

Wang Lin was weighing his options; every trump card had a price, and every choice had consequences...

Just as the pressure reached its peak and Wang Lin was about to explode into action, the office door was pushed open.

A person walked in, wearing a black robe with golden patterns embroidered on the hem; his face was steady, and his eyes were calm.

When he walked in, Shen Tianhe's pressure was like a wall meeting another wall, blocked from the outside.

Director Fang stood up immediately, the school committee members also stood up, and Class Teacher Zhou Mingyuan looked as if a heavy burden had been lifted from him.

Bishop Qin Cang. A bishop of the Holy City Academy, a high-ranking official of the Holy See.

He walked over to Wang Lin, glanced at him, and then turned to Shen Tianhe.

"Shen Tianhe, this is the Holy City Academy. Is it not quite appropriate for you to make a move against my student in my territory?"

Shen Tianhe looked at Bishop Qin Cang, not withdrawing his pressure, but instead increasing it by a notch.

He wanted to see if Bishop Qin Cang would fall out with him over a student: "Bishop Qin Cang, the direct descendant of my Shen Family has gone missing, and I am merely investigating the case."

"This student is a major suspect, and I just want him to tell the truth."

Bishop Qin Cang looked at him and took a step forward, standing between Wang Lin and Shen Tianhe.

"Investigating a case? Your way of investigating is to use pressure to coerce a student?"

"Shen Tianhe, do you not know that Wang Lin is a member of the Holy See?"

Shen Tianhe's eyes changed slightly.

He had checked Wang Lin's background and only knew that he had been arranged by Class Teacher Zhou Mingyuan and had broken records in physical fitness tests, but he hadn't found out that he also had an identity with the Holy See.

"What? He is a member of the Holy See?"

Bishop Qin Cang nodded: "He is an Inspector of the Holy See. He represents the Holy See. If you make a move against an Inspector, you are making a move against the Holy See."

Bishop Qin Cang looked into Shen Tianhe's eyes, "Shen Tianhe, think this through."

"You have no evidence, yet you insist Wang Lin is the killer based solely on your intuition."

"If you dare to make a move against him here today, the Holy See will be knocking on the Shen Family's door tomorrow."

"Are you sure the Shen Family can bear the consequences?"

Shen Tianhe was silent for a long time. He looked at Wang Lin, then looked at Bishop Qin Cang.

Then he withdrew his pressure. Wang Lin felt his shoulders loosen, and his whole body swayed, but he quickly steadied himself.

Shen Tianhe stood up and straightened his long robe.

"Bishop Qin Cang, I will remember today's events, but the Shen Family will not let this go."

"Wang Lin, I don't care if you are a member of the Holy See or not."

"You killed someone from the Shen Family, and you will pay the price."

"Just because there is no evidence today doesn't mean there won't be tomorrow."

Shen Tianhe continued walking forward, with two LV6 attendants following behind him.

Bishop Qin Cang turned to Wang Lin: "Are you alright?"

Wang Lin shook his head: "I'm fine."

"Stay in the academy for the next few days and don't go out. Although Shen Tianhe has left, the Shen Family will not give up."

"They will be watching you outside the academy, waiting for you to leave."

"If anything happens, come find me. Don't try to shoulder it alone."

Wang Lin nodded. "I understand."

Bishop Qin Cang didn't say anything more and turned to walk out of the office.

Wang Lin also turned and walked out of the office.

In the corridor, sunlight shone in through the windows, casting checkered light and shadows.

Wang Lin walked in the light and shadows, his expression unchanged, but his mind was running rapidly...

Shen Tianhe's Void Rending Superpower.

That kind of black space crack was truly tearing space apart.

It wasn't an ordinary attack Superpower; it was a variant of the spatial type.

Wang Lin's hands were in his pockets, his fingers curling slightly.

Inside his body was a seed, a seed of the Spatial Ability.

That was when Wang Lin had just arrived at the Holy City; in the underground secret chamber of the Holy Court, he had inherited the Spatial Ability from someone on the verge of death.

That person was dying and used their last breath to pass the Superpower to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin had inherited that seed, but it had never taken root or sprouted; it needed nutrients.