Is the Evil God Me?

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The role of the mind has been manifested.

Both Bill and Yefne gave Lynn's wisdom full confidence, and gave him the analysis of the information collected before the investigation. It is not difficult for [Lamp Master] to collect information, the difficulty is how to filter out the useful information from a large group of information.

Some are more obvious, and some are more subtle.

Just like.

Lynn is currently in possession of this, a survey report by the headquarters that cooperated with the health decree a week ago. It's not a big deal on its own, but it becomes very interesting when paired with the other documents Lynn has: the Lower Town Census, the Lower Town Church Ceremony, the Living Conditions of the Lower Town Workers, the Lower Town Unknown Belief Report, etc.

It is worth mentioning that most of these files are habitual backups from the archives, and some are not from the bureau. The [Suppression Bureau] and other departments have done a good job in sharing information.

After synthesizing these files.

Damn!

At first, Lynn didn't care, and just unified it casually. But suddenly the blessing came to his heart, and he saw the strange and secretly spreading belief of [Painless Apostle], which actually appeared in the mouth of a government official, and praised it for its important role in appeasing the people of Xiacheng District.

Lynn was instantly uneasy.

He first scattered one-tenth of the analysis list in the memory palace to get a brief understanding, and then came to the conclusion that there is a large range of unknown beliefs in the lower city. And if you want to track down the murderer, Xiacheng District, [Painless Apostles], and [Mainland Doctors Association] cannot be avoided. They are linked to each other.

As a result, Lynn increased the importance of this operation in the virtual projection in his brain, and directly divided half of his energy into it.

Then Lynn came to the conclusion that the belief in the [Painless Apostles] in the lower city area may have reached more than 50%. This time, Lynn was a little numb, and put all his energy into it. The result of this calculation was very fast, to the point where he felt a little weird. It should have been under your nose, but you just ignored it. Confused.

"What the **** is this?"

The little gentleman couldn't help standing up behind the desk, he subconsciously clenched his fists, his green pupils quickly enlarged and the whole person muttered in disbelief.

"Sixty percent coverage, the sudden relaxation of churches in 60% of Xiacheng District, plus an unknown belief, policy cover, and extremely bad living conditions in Xiacheng District, what is this for?"

Cthulhu Hotbed! ?

Lynn's heart was like lightning for a moment, and he vaguely picked out all the abnormal phenomena at the peace conference, the deep hidden line from the extremely complicated environment. But at this moment, he didn't have the slightest sense of achievement, but felt that he turned his head inadvertently and found a huge abyss suddenly appearing beside him.

And this abyss is still expanding, ready to eat more people.

No, it's not a hotbed of evil gods.

There are no evil gods in this world, but anyone who can be called a **** is a righteous god. However, righteous gods do not distinguish between good and evil, or they do not care whether their believers are limited to the good and evil of human law and morality.

Under the Peace Conference, is the real purpose of some people.

At that time, Lynn missed the line of [Painless Apostle], so he failed to piece together the overall picture of the incident, which also led to the destruction of the final result that should have been a great victory. [Painless Apostle] is likely to be an act within the Medical Association, and the letter from the intern Arthur also implies that the church's monitoring and connivance of the [Painless Apostle] belief, as well as the turbulent undercurrent inside.

The terrified little gentleman picked up the cup and took a few sips of water.

Soon a new doubt welled up in his mind.

Since there is no real evil **** in this world, why would someone engage in this pseudo-belief? Their final result will definitely be a failure. This is not logical or in line with interests. Even if they take advantage of the poor living standards in Xiacheng, the ultimate goal of cults must be to gain something, but according to Lynn's current speculation, even if they do something, they will be punished by various extraordinary organizations. The suppression of the median sequence, not to mention the church and the saints sitting in Stim.

"call……"

In the long panting sound, it was Lynn's helplessness leaning on the soft chair. The chair purchased by [Lamp Master] was still very comfortable to sit lazily on, which could relieve the pressure.

"So, how many pairs of eyes are there staring in the dark?"

Lynn tapped his fingernails on the tabletop, his hands resting on the tabletop looking very stressed.

After a while, Lynn suddenly showed a furious sneer.

Whoa! ! ! !

He threw out the pile of documents as if he was venting. The red maple cuff nails hit the stapler, pen holder, ink box, and pens. Various ping bells and pings conveyed the perpetrator's anger at the moment. Blue veins on his arms. After a violent upheaval and a random cleaning of the desktop, Lynn gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly.

"Fuck you, you masters don't treat other people as human, right? You can do whatever you want~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Even if a large number of untouchables die, it should be for the pain of economic recovery, right? "

Lynn was really **** off for such a rude move.

It's clear that someone is up to something and is being connived on purpose.

And this is simply contempt for human life.

Such behavior is equivalent to terrorists hoarding highly toxic chemicals in residential areas, and possible insiders indulge this behavior simply because of what they can get from here. If Lynn caught this behavior, and he still had the right, he would definitely be shot in rage and thrown into prison to be tortured and tortured.

After the anger is helpless, the little gentleman covered his forehead and thought.

'I can only take care of myself. ’

This was the first thought that appeared in Lynn's mind, but the next moment, the faces of Sophia, Yephne, Amiste, and other colleagues in the suppression bureau flashed.

'I can't just take care of myself. ’

"What should I do... Let's investigate first, and then make a decision after the investigation." Lynn bowed and began to clean up the documents that he had swept away. If he reports only on the basis of the current speculative information, it is very likely that he will be rejected. .

Besides, God knows if the [Suppression Bureau] is involved.

Although according to Lynn's guess, the possibility of participating in the follow-up investigation after approval is very small, but he dares to bet on this possibility?

"The original investigation method has to be revised."

It's been a bad day for Lynn Moriarty, a day where his productivity has been reduced by worry. Also on this day, under various factors, Lynn's inner alarm bell sounded, and a seed was planted in his heart at the same time.

The Black Holy Grail that quietly appeared behind him was hidden in the shadows, with silver hair surging like a monster, **** eyes staring intently, and its temperament was completely different from the usual gentle doting.