Is the Evil God Me?

Alfred is still very satisfied with Lynn's work, and basically he doesn't need to talk too much. He even had the illusion that some of the things that Lin En did, were people persecuting him to force him to do it, otherwise why would such a smart person commit such unpleasant things?

But thinking of the special relationship between Yefni and Lynn, it seems that it is not difficult to understand, so this Sequence 6 looked at the little gentleman's eyes, and there were several different meanings.

The conversation quickly came to an end.

After learning about the news outside and asking to bring some newspapers in, Lynn politely bid farewell to Alfred. No matter in terms of emotion or reason, this gentleman has been very friendly and polite to himself. It is not certain that he will speak so nicely if he is another median sequencer.

After the cell was completely quiet, Lynn turned his gaze to the beam of light projected by the window.

he called softly.

"Mr. Umbrella?"

"I'm still here, you are really welcome." In the trembling of the light that changed like water, Mr. Umbrella's figure was revealed again. Obviously, this man with blurred facial features has been hiding there quietly from the beginning to the present. No one noticed.

Lynn frowned when he saw this.

Sure enough, the guy with the umbrella was stronger than he thought. Alfred didn't feel at all from the beginning to the end, which meant that if Mr. Umbrella wanted to sneak attack, he could kill a Sequence 6 with a gun. In fact, Lynn still underestimated others. This is a man who can suppress the extraordinary combat power of the entire southern counties of Albion. If he knew about this, I am afraid that Lynn's attitude would have changed a bit.

"Okay, I'm about to leave, do you have anything else to ask?" Mr. Umbrella tapped the ground four times with the tip of his umbrella, and walked four steps counterclockwise, preparing to use a simple and effective secret instrument to leave this place. here.

"...The esoteric chapters are collected, what will happen?" Lynn was a little curious. The answer he got from Sherlock was the same as Mr. Umbrella's answer.

"You'll know when you get it all together. Goodbye, Lynn Moriarty, I hope the next time we meet will be even more exciting than today." Mr. Umbrella replied, and then the whole person flashed together. disappeared suddenly in the dim light.

Lynn couldn't help but reach out and touch where it disappeared.

Nothing, not even sexual disturbances, no spiritual remnants...

"A tantra chapter is changed for another shot." Lin En couldn't help but mutter, but he was thinking about the match and change of the secret rituals of [Abundance Tantra] and [Shelter Tantra] in Xiacheng District.

In fact, the question that Lynn wanted to ask just now was, what does this sentence mean when the scorching sun is dead. But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them again, because this was the information he got from the divinity of the [Painless Apostle]. If he told Mr. Umbrella, he would just rely on the other party to come and go freely and not to put the [Painless Apostle]. Suppression Bureau] If you look at the attitude in your eyes, maybe something big will happen.

At least it's easy for Mr. Umbrella to pinch himself to death.

'Has the sun of this world died once? ’

Walking to the window, through the iron fence, you can see the looming [Burning Sun] hiding behind the clouds. His lazy posture after the late autumn is no longer the splendor of summer.

Lynn suddenly felt a chill.

Sometimes, when certain knowledge is imprinted in the brain, you will find that no matter where you look, the originally peaceful and normal world will be shattered in front of your eyes! The brain seems to have been inserted into the old iron, and it is hopelessly churning. In fact, sometimes terror and strangeness are always around, close at hand, everyone lives in an unspeakable strangeness, but everyone is right. This is a habit!

Covering his face in pain, Lynn felt that his brain was overloaded with a terrifying reality. He was entering the realm of a madman. The world seen in the eyes of a madman was completely different from that of a normal person.

Staggering back to the bed, Lynn lay down and closed his eyes.

Under the eyelids, the eyeballs turned irregularly and disorderly.

In the babble from the star realm, Lynn seemed to hear the milky voice of the human-headed sunflower again. The madness has never been far away, and it has always been with Lynn.

"I'm still alive, living normally."

Lynn's mouth moved, but his voice was drowned in the babble of the sunflowers, and he couldn't hear what he said. The weakness of the mind makes it easy for the astral world to babble in. It can be seen how seriously this incident has shaken Lynn's mind. No matter what he does, it seems to be wrong.

It doesn't get any worse than this.

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Although the bureaucratic group likes to procrastinate, fight for personal interests, and sometimes even violate the law~www.wuxiamtl.com~ falsify some policies, it is undeniable that a bureaucratic group that operates at a high speed , his efficiency is amazing.

In particular, whether this efficiency can benefit itself.

For the city, Mr. Umbrella's appearance was straightforward and rude to suppress the top gangsters, and he almost held a gun to their foreheads and asked them to sit and watch the stage play with him.

After Mr. Umbrella disappeared.

Shocked and angry, this little man who was so angry that he didn't dare to speak, passed the pressure to the bottom, and the lower level who understood it didn't want to be regarded as the chicken of Liwei during this period of time, so he could only try his best to show it.

On the second day of the crisis in the downtown area, the health department has ushered in a major blow. The general meaning is: you idiots who cooperate with others to perform prefrontal lobectomy are no longer ordinary malfeasance, and you must strike hard.

Civil servants, both large and small, were sacked in this investigation, those who were dismissed were dismissed, those who were transferred out, and those who were severely investigated. And the group that sang the praises for the prefrontal lobectomy, also shivered in this autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and immediately changed its tune and denounced the prefrontal lobectomy as an extremely evil act against humanity, and would never allow it to reappear on the land of Albion. . The face of a politician can't be scalded even by steam~~

Among them, of course, is a demonstration of the details and consequences of a prefrontal lobectomy.

The prefrontal lobectomy, this evil and inhuman operation, was once on Lynn's timeline and won the Nobel Prize, but it failed to flourish in this world. After experiencing a period of severe pain with ulterior motives, it was quickly corrected, so that it would not have the opportunity to trample life in the name of the sacred.

Maybe many years later.

When the medical profession in this world has developed to a certain level, and then look back and look back, you will understand what it means to move forward step by step with mistakes.