Is the Evil God Me?

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Neither Lynn nor Bill spoke out to question the Lord Detective's account.

Even if it sounds bizarre.

If an event is absurd and outrageous without the Extraordinary factor, even Extraordinary people will find it very bizarre. Extraordinary people are not self-indulgent magic sticks, but more like a group of moths who are chasing the truth at their own expense, even if it is called the truth. Will burn them to fly ash and leave no trace.

There is no extraordinary factor, or this factor is well hidden.

Observation through sexuality is the most basic and most effective means.

The little gentleman tilted his head and let the silky hair on his forehead fall. He leaned on the sofa in a lazy and casual manner. Only a pair of bright and piercing eyes showed that he was not trying to be lazy, but to be very careful. Think hard.

So far, from the information transferred from Lynn's mind from the archives of the [Lamp Holder], from sexuality to occupational abilities, from pollution to relics, none of their records are consistent with Douglas's description. Even the [Daughter of Cups] sect group, which is rich in cultists, believes in the way of the senses, which is in serious conflict with this numbness. Although there are similarities in form, its essence should be completely different.

As for other righteous gods, such as [Enlightenment Sage], [Mist of No Existence], [Double Crowned Wolf], [Sichen Four Dragons] are even more different.

"It seems that these people are controlled by that Qian Ning."

Bill came to a conclusion, and Douglas had a different view.

"I'm not a Beyonder, so I can't analyze the specific situation. At the time, my feeling was that they needed Qian Ning. It didn't look like manipulation. Please forgive my shallow knowledge."

"Where is Qian Ning now?" Lynn felt that he still had to find out about the master. By the way, he asked the child if Arthur was with him.

"He was in the underground prison, and after he was brought back to the General Administration, he stayed there, and he took it as his own."

For a while, both Lynn and Bill could not help but sit up straight, meaning they were a little wary. There might be a strange existence under their unsuspecting buttocks, which is almost equivalent to pointing a gun at the head for a Beyonder.

If it is vigilant and morbid, you may have to wonder if Elba Field has fallen, and they have fallen into a trap.

Fortunately the worst didn't happen.

Bill's shock perception and Lynn's keen senses told them that this place was normal, normal enough to invite the pastor of the church to come over for a blessing mass. The brain is sure there is no problem.

"It seems that we have to meet this Qian Ning. In addition, we also need your assistance, as many people as possible, to conduct some investigations into the lower city."

Bill turned to Douglas for help.

In order to investigate the murderer who exploded Dr. Willie's head, he had to solve the mystery of the lower city first, while Yefne had to work hard to figure out where the gun came from. All the clues they had pointed to This is the internal strife of the [Continental Medical Doctor Association].

"It's my responsibility."

Hearing this, Douglas breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was a little worried about [Suppression Bureau] Regardless of this strange thing, because there was no trace of Beyonder at all, even if he reported it, he would most likely not be ignored.

In fact, there is a paradox involved here. In theory, the median sequence Extraordinary cannot hide their traces. This directly involves the use of the essence of the spirit son, not a field that the median sequence can get involved in. And if there is a high-level sequence in the [Steam Capital], there is no reason for the inspections and top-level personnel of various organizations not to notice, which leads to a conflict of ideas.

The paradoxical conclusion is that nothing happened in the downtown area.

The stake is a joke.

Righteous God is merciful, and all things are treated equally. (Including evil) This sentence in parentheses is a helpless and desperate accusation of a blasphemer after his entire family was killed by a cultist.

when leaving the office.

The little gentleman who was at the end of the three felt a peeping gaze, which gently disturbed his perception like a feather, but Lynn turned back suddenly and faced the empty corridor. The blue eyes and the red eyes were immersed in each other and interlaced, but they found nothing.

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In the underground prison, the turbid air, the murmurs of the prisoners, and the flickering lights could not fully illuminate the space, leaving behind a large area of ​​infiltrating shadows and darkness. Even the jailers are reluctant to stand in the darkness where monsters are suspected to be hiding. This prison benefits from high-pressure force rule, and riots rarely occur.

Most of the prisoners do not see the light of day, there is no wind, only manual coolies day after day.

It can be said that as long as you enter here, you will lose layers of skin if you don't die, and don't want to leave until the oil and water are squeezed dry. Like Lynn, who goes in today and goes out tomorrow~www.wuxiamtl.com~ is extremely rare. In addition to effective bribery, it also benefits from his looks and temperament.

Interestingly, it was the prison guard who greeted Lynn and the others, the trustworthy William.

This put Lynn in a good mood.

He also couldn't explain why he was a little happy, so he gave him a little tip, and the two gentlemen gave him a satisfied smile.

Douglas put Channing in a small single room.

It's not that he gave this child preferential treatment, but that he was too weird. Throwing him among other prisoners might lead to bad things, so the Detective Your Excellency simply took him into custody and ordered people to pay attention to Qian Ning's every move every day.

"Since he came in, he hasn't moved except to eat, and he hasn't sat on the bed. He has been huddled in the corner all day long, like a dead man. Three respectable gentlemen, do you want me to go and get him. Come out? Make sure he's obedient!"

Nodding and bowing, the dog-legged Mr. Jailer lowered his posture to the lowest level.

None of the three gentlemen in front of him was offended by him.

"No need, the next two of us will go and see for ourselves." Bill took a business-like attitude.

Douglas was still a little unbearable for Channing.

At this time, Lynn had already walked to the small single room.

Through the small window above, he could clearly see Qian Ning curled up in the corner with his hands on his knees, and the sharp-eyed little gentleman immediately noticed that his expression was wrong. There was no anxiety, no decadence, no joy, and the calm and numb face did not have any emotional fluctuations that it should have, and all the micro expressions on his face disappeared.

Seemingly aware of Lynn's sight, Channing looked up at him.

That inorganic gaze made Lynn's heart skip a beat, and unprovoked fear was spreading from every corner of the field of vision.