Chapter 396: Memories of the Glutton

At the police station, Adam interrogated all of the detained adapter and non-adapter killers overnight.

The non-adapter killers were all just a bunch of outlaws on the dark web who would do anything as long as the price was right. There were outlaws like them all over the entire world, and they weren't all that expensive to hire. Generally speaking, each person only cost around 50,000 to 200,000 per mission, so one could easily hire a bunch of outlaws for several million dollars.

Of course, these people were far from professionals, and they were essentially just a bunch of thugs for hire, with rather mediocre equipment and weaponry as well, but that was enough.

These people had only been hired to serve as a distraction, while the adapter killers were the ones responsible for carrying out the main mission.

"Where did you get your money from? Did someone else provide it to you, or did you get it yourself?" Adam was seated in the interrogator's chair, facing the glutton from across the table, and he was playing with a burger in his hands as he said, "Don't try to lie or refuse to answer my question. You know I'm an adapter as well, so even if you don't say anything, I can still find the answers I want."

The glutton's gaze remained fixed firmly on the burger as she said, "Can you give me that burger? I'll tell you everything if you let me eat it."

"Sure. If you tell me everything you know, you'll get not just this one burger, but an entire truck full of them, and that's a promise."

Adam tossed the burger at the glutton as he spoke, and the latter devoured the burger in no more than five seconds.

"If this is how you eat, yet you're still not fat, then you must've only recently obtained this new body. I'm going to assume that you've only been in this body for less than a month, maybe even less than half a month."

"I've only had this body for seven days," the glutton replied before asking, "When is the rest coming?"

"They'll be here once you've answered all of my questions, so the quicker you answer my questions, the sooner you get to eat. Also, you'll need to open up your psychic world for my examination. Is that alright?"

"I definitely wouldn't let you do that under normal circumstances, but given the situation that I'm in, let's just get this over with." The glutton was no idiot, and she was well aware that she was in no position to be negotiating with anyone. "Go ahead and ask what you want."

"Who instructed you to kill people?"

"The same people that turned me into an adapter. To be honest, I'm really grateful to them for giving me a second lease on life. By the time they discovered me, I had almost already rotten away in my basement. I had spent all of my savings, and my caretaker wasn't showing up anymore."

"Does your organization have a name?"

"No, but in private, we call ourselves the Chaos Raisers. There are no specific instructions for us to do anything aside from kill people and create chaos. There's a group of people that score us based on the kills we collect, and the higher our score, the longer the period of freedom that we'll be granted."

"If you don't kill people, then you'll die, right?"

"That's right. This is a flawed body," the glutton replied as she pointed at her own head. "They can kill me at any time that they please."

"Tell me as much as you can before you die. They may not know exactly who's been captured, so you may still have some time left."

Adam pulled out his communicator as he spoke, then made a call to Shae.

"Shae, send some food over here, the more the better. Our friend here is very hungry."

"Alright."

"Did you hear that?" Adam asked as he ended the call. "The food is on the way. In the meantime, tell me more about your organization. They saved you just so you can create chaos? What is their objective for doing this?"

"I don't know, and I don't get it myself. However, they don't seem to be purely deranged people. To be honest, I don't know much about the organization at all. Also, there was another person who came with us. His name was some type of bird..."

"Raven?"

"Yes! You know him? In that case, I'm sure you already know that he knows far more than I do. He was one of the first people to have joined the organization, and he's really smart. He's come into contact with the true top dogs of the organization in the past, so if you can track him down, you'll definitely be able to uncover more information."

Adam nodded in response, and he believed what the glutton was saying. She was just a tool that didn't have any control over her life and freedom, and the same most likely applied to everyone else in the organization as well.

"I'd like to go into your psychic world and take a look if you don't mind."

"Sure."

The glutton reached out her arm, and Adam quickly entered her psychic world.

As soon as Adam entered her psychic world, he was immediately struck by a sense of frustration. In order to not waste time, Adam didn't pay any heed to how the glutton's personality had taken shape.

The host of every single high-level anomaly always had an unfortunate past, and on top of that, they also had to have had some type of innate personality flaws. Only with those two factors combined could such a powerful anomaly arise.

Adam clearly recalled Li Qi's story. The boy had been controlled by his mother for his entire childhood, and he had attempted suicide on many occasions, but even so, the nun anomaly in his psychic world hadn't been of a very high level.

If it had managed to advance a step further and devoured Li Qi's original psychic body, then perhaps it would've been able to evolve into a level four or level anomaly, but even so, that still wasn't very powerful.

The most powerful anomaly that Adam had ever seen belonged to Noah, and after being released from prison, Adam had conducted some research into him. After interacting with him on multiple occasions, Adam was able to deduce that Noah was a sociopath with an intense desire for control and power.

Additionally, he had endured misfortune throughout his entire life, and it was due to this combination of factors that he had developed such an almighty anomaly.

Adam had already seen far too many tragic stories like his.

After fusing as one with Hellhound, Adam quickly rushed over the irrelevant psychic modules before arriving at the ones that contained the glutton's recent memories.

In this memory, the glutton was in the process of securing funds.

She quickly infiltrated the psychic world of the owner of a restaurant chain, and after examining his memories, she accessed the safe in his home to obtain a large quantity of gold and valuable collectors' pieces.

After securing these items, she sold them for a type of special electronic currency on the dark web before using the money to hire some hitmen.

For a high-level adapter, securing funds through illegal means wasn't a difficult task.

Furthermore, her objective was to kill people and create chaos anyway, and she was mostly killing important figures, most of whom had a great deal of wealth for her to take.

Through examining her memories, Adam could see that the glutton had carried out a total of four missions using similar methods.

With her neuron transmitter and immense psychic power, she was always able to quickly complete her objectives, and the more she did this, the more proficient at it she became.

Mechguard units were very formidable, but in order to prevent them from getting out of control, their associative abilities had always been suppressed. Hence, they continued to operate according to the most rigid and inflexible code, making it very difficult for them to solve rather complex cases like these.

Adam wasn't interested in seeing how the glutton carried out her missions, and he continued to retrace her memories back to the day that she was granted a new life.

Just as she said, it was a cold and damp night. It was raining outside, and the entire basement was filled with the stench of rot and decay.

At the time, the glutton was still male, and he was a 300-kilogram mountain of flesh laying on a bed that had collapsed long ago. He was trying to get up using his prosthetic limbs, but they had given out long ago and were completely useless.

His entire body was covered in bedsores, and some parts of his rotten flesh had already spawned maggots. All that awaited him was a miserable and painful death.

However, on this day, the door of the basement was suddenly opened, and a masked figure in white entered the room.

"I'm here to give you a choice," the figure in white declared in a firm and concise manner.