Chapter 204 The Lie Detector
Queenie’s eyes lifted slightly, a dangerous glint flashing through them.
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“Well, this is starting to get boring…” Her lips curved into a sharp, cold smile. “Why don’t we make things at little more interesting–how about giving our Secret Service lie detector try?”
Lie detector?
Jean’s expression stilled for a beat. Her eyes paused as well.
Noticing the brief change, Queenie smiled in satisfaction. “What, scared? I knew it-”
“I’m not scared.” Jean’s icy gaze cut across the table, calmly interrupting her. “I’m just a little surprised. You people really are dramatic, huh? Pulling out a lie detector just to interrogate a teenager… Anyone else would think I committed a war crime. Bringing in high–tech gear like this–aren’t you overestimating me a bit?”
And honestly, I’ve never even tried one before, Jean added in her mind, rolling her eyes.
These thoughts naturally drifted straight into Carl’s ears. He kept his head lowered, watching in silence. His expression flickered faintly. Then, as if about to say something, he parted his lips-
But Jean beat him to it.
The girl smiled fearlessly. “Sure. Go ahead. If you wanna use it, use it.”
Queenie’s smirk faltered.
She couldn’t read this girl anymore.
Even after bringing up the lie detector, Jean showed no visible sign of anxiety. No hesitation. No fear. Not even mild unease—just that same calm… and a smile?
Could it be she really had nothing to hide?
Queenie began to doubt herself-
But only for a moment.
She quickly shook off the thought, steeling her gaze with determination.
No. I’m a professional. My judgment is rarely wrong.
This kid is just good at hiding. That’s all it is.
Reassured by her own logic, Queenie gave another cool smile. “Alright then. Since you’re so confident… Let’s see what our lie detector has to say. Don’t underestimate it. Even the tiniest lie will register.”
Jean scoffed, raising an eyebrow. “If it’s that amazing, then stop wasting time and bring it in already.”
Her tone dripped with challenge, just enough to make Queenie’s blood pressure spike.
Queenie’s fists clenched involuntarily. Her jaw tightened.
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Chapter 204 The Lie Detector
She didn’t believe for a second that Jean could fool the machine’s precision.
Roughly ten minutes later-
Several Secret Service agents in uniform entered the room, carefully pushing in the lie detector.
It didn’t look anything like what Jean had expected.
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She’d seen lie detector games on TV before–those palm–sized gadgets where you pressed your hand down and waited for a little shock or flashing light to judge your honesty.
Obviously, those weren’t very reliable.
The machine now in front of her was much more serious–about the size of a desktop computer.
There was a black CPU and a medium–sized display screen.
A quiet click echoed as the agents powered it on, and several long, black wires uncoiled from the machine like living things.
One by one, they extended the wires toward her.
Jean watched as they began affixing the sensors to her body.
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