Is the Evil God Me?

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

In the lounge, Atari, who was placed on the sofa, folded her arms around her chest and tried her best to show an oppressive spirit, but unfortunately, she had already seen the deep valleys of the Black Holy Grail and the Countess. A little bit of arrogance is a little worse than Sophia, Lynn directly formed an immune barrier.

"Miss Attari, I'm sorry."

Well, the girlfriend of the female boss can't be bothered, so Lynn apologized again for what happened just now, and it was indeed because he was too anxious to walk, and he even broke his wheelchair.

"That's not what I'm talking about." Although Atari was sitting with her head raised, she felt like she was looking down.

"Um...please remind me."

Lynn couldn't help frowning, if it wasn't for Atari's clear eyes, he would have thought she was making things difficult for him. Although she can't be called a friend, at least Lynn's temperament of this lady in wheelchair is quite clear. She won't get angry for no reason. In addition to being a bit sharp at ordinary times, she is more focused and rational.

A woman like a blue marble.

This is Lynn's assessment of her, beautiful and tough.

"I'm really convinced, Ye Fu didn't tell you at all..." Atari couldn't help sighing. The object of her sigh was obviously her best friend whom she called affectionately. "...Your honest knight captain, her birthday will be in a few days. I thought her relationship with her family would ease a little after you appeared."

"After I show up?"

The little gentleman couldn't keep up with the wheelchair lady's train of thought.

When she noticed that Lynn was a little puzzled, something flashed in Atari's bipolar, bookish pupils.

"You're going to be at Ye Fu's birthday party..."

"Wait, Miss Atalie, we haven't had time in the last few days." Lynn thought of something, and hurriedly interrupted Attali. Lynn, who was very emotionally intelligent, realized that it might be bad for her to continue. thing.

"Is that so? It looks like a mission."

Atalie's delicate nose twitched slightly. It seems that although the two people have different personalities, one is stubborn and the other is smooth and incomprehensible, but they are surprisingly compatible. Lynn hadn't fully figured it out yet, but the wheelchair girl had a rare charming smile from the corner of her mouth.

"If you need help, speak up at any time."

Lynn saw this smile again. He was no stranger to it. He had seen it when the two were chatting and bickering when he went to Yefni's office to get the seal.

Usually showing such a relaxed and sincere smile shows that Atari is really happy.

Life experience tells the little gentleman that when a person is happy and extremely tolerant, making some requests can often get satisfactory results.

"Attali and Captain are old friends?" Lynn asked knowingly, and began to guide.

"Yeah, I've been in a relationship with that unreliable upright fool for almost ten years." Atari looked a little smug, and was completely unaware of Lynn's silent guidance.

Ten years of friendship?

According to their age, the two should have played together from childhood to adulthood. It's a shame that their personalities can match. Lynn's heart unexpectedly expressed the same character and emotion as Atari. From their respective perspectives, neither of them seemed to think that the other party could match Yefne's strong temperament.

"You really care about the captain. She worked hard for you when she carried the work of the third team by herself."

Lynn continued to guide.

"It's a small matter. With you and Bill, two smart people, I can be a lot easier. Especially in interpersonal relationships, I admit that you have done a very good job so far, even if I... don't hate you." Love Tully finally thought of the princess hug just now, twisted her girly figure, and felt like she was constipated.

"What about Mr. Clark? It must have done a lot of work."

Seemingly unintentional, Lynn finally got to the point.

"He hasn't come out of the shadows yet. If you want me to say, Ye Fu should have thrown him to the headquarters two years ago. It's really worrying." A look of disgust was emerging.

'Oops, it's a bit too much! ’

Keenly aware of the changes in the wheelchair lady's emotions, Lynn sighed in her heart that she was really easy to understand and easy to understand, and quickly changed the subject. Changing topics is actually a small social skill. Sometimes, when the conversation object does not form a closed loop of thinking about a topic, that is, when the thinking is complete, interrupting it out loud will actually make the other person forget it quickly.

This is a bit like when I was thinking about a question, I was disturbed by my roommate. If I didn't write a draft when I read the question, I had to think from the beginning.

"Oh yes, thank you Miss Atari for reminding me of the important day of the captain's birthday. Can I ask you more about the captain's preferences?"

"You should have asked me this question earlier, sit down and I'll have a good talk with you."

Atari was successfully changed by Mr. Xiao. She was really easy to understand, and it was easy to get involved when it came to Yefni. If Lynn didn't want to know some information and didn't want to affect the relationship between colleagues, he wouldn't use such a despicable method.

The habit of playing with people's hearts will only make oneself gradually lose fear and vigilance.

People are not NPCs that run according to a fixed program, and they don't like others to induce, read, and manipulate themselves, and smart people just happen to do it subconsciously.

Lynn is already very controlling when it comes to getting along with other people, as evidenced by the occasional shyness.

But even so, super memory and overload still forced many things to him. This gift does not need to be asked for, and of course it cannot be refused. It is like a roaring train that will not stop~www.wuxiaspot.com~The lounge will soon spread There came the eager conversation between Lynn and Atari. In the pleasant conversation between the two sides, a few strands of clarity flickered in the pair of green eyes flickering with thought.

‘Two years ago? It's not a coincidence. It's really concerning. It seems that we need to investigate it carefully. Mr. Clark, why are you showing that look to me? You’re not an Extraordinary, right, and you won’t lose control, it’s really intriguing…’

Lynn got excited again inappropriately.

At the same time, in No. 404, another office.

"Well, it seems that we have reached a friendly negotiation. It is a matter of course for us to jointly fight against lawbreakers and share intelligence. I will cooperate with your actions wholeheartedly and pass the information of various parties to the upper management in time, so as to eliminate the inherent relationship between us. Weak estrangement. Unfortunately, there is no alcohol here, otherwise a drink will definitely be the occasion.”

Sherlock Holmes got up and said kindly to Minister Archer.

Holding a pipe in his hand, he is more like a fashionable detective than an Extraordinary.

Standing beside him was Alfred from the headquarters. From his standpoint, he didn't look like an escort, but rather like a surveillance, and the atmosphere didn't warm up because of Sherlock's kindness.

"After the business is over, I wonder if you can fulfill my little personal wish? I heard that there is a gentleman in the [Lamp Holder] who happened to know the news of the tantra, and it happened that the person I was investigating was also related to the secret. It's about the sequel."

"Naturally."

Archer felt that this request was reasonable, and he didn't intend to save Sherlock's face. No matter what, he represented the [Fate Weaving Bureau], and this organization was actually acting on behalf of God!

This righteous **** is honorably called [The Mouth of the Seam], the **** of fate, conspiracy, and links!