Is the Evil God Me?

The world is not a game.

When you are investigating, others are also acting. You will not be foolish to wait for you to complete the investigation before proceeding to the next step. The accident will always come one step faster than the plan.

Bill's side had a major breakthrough.

Although he was very eager to participate, Lynn patted him on the shoulder for Yefni and recognized his paperwork rhetoric. He also understood that he had no willful capital. He really should go back to the branch and do the paperwork well to better support Yefne and Bill.

Lynn got on the carriage of the manor with the **** material.

And Yefne rode a horse in front of her, and soon she left the carriage far behind, and finally disappeared from Lynn's field of vision.

The bumpy Lynn on the carriage reflected the west-sloping sunlight.

"It's a beautiful rural scenery."

Dusk sunset, prayer time.

The golden wave of wheat, which symbolizes the harvest, spreads out on the ground, like a place of gold waiting to be harvested. This symbolizes the beauty of grain and harvest. It is the most simple beauty.

When Lynn returned to the [Lamp Holder] branch, it was already past get off work hours. The carriage of the manor was blocked for a short time due to the rush hour, and Lynn was fortunate enough to witness a Victorian car accident and hear the kind scolding of the Albion people.

Bishop was still reading the newspaper in the hall and greeted Lynn who came back.

The clerk in the logistics department is a flaxen-haired lady who doesn't like to talk much, her eyes will be wide open, and she is sitting in the corner of the clerk's office, busy packing up and preparing to leave. And when she took the **** material that Lynn brought back, those eyes seemed to accuse Lynn, the **** bastard, of delaying her get off work time.

Lynn, whose conscience was condemned, could only laugh until he was defeated.

Mr. Clark had already left after get off work, so Lynn could only find other documents to inquire about the information about the file query of [Lantern Holder].

As a new document for [Lamp Master], Lynn can go to the archives to check most of the non-polluting paper records. The archives is next to the document office. Usually, these documents can freely enter and exit the first-ring archives.

For the vast majority of jobs, the first ring archive is sufficient.

For example, the second ring, which has been sealed with slight pollution, and the third ring, which everyone has tacitly avoided talking about, unless it is a particularly difficult event, the sealed information in there will not be used.

At least during the nearly four years of working as a clerk, I have never heard of the team leaders opening up.

Four years...

Lynn endured four years of wondering why you haven't been promoted to Extraordinary. The horrific scene he encountered on his first job today has already explained everything.

Not everyone has the courage to leave the safe office and choose the extraordinary path.

Now, recalling the skeleton angel who was in a posture of spreading his wings, and the holy and eerie atmosphere of the ceremony, Lynn was still disgusted and disgusted, and his appetite for the whole day was ruined.

"I have to work overtime on the first day of work. I am a dedicated pioneer..."

At least he didn't have to save the world on his first day at work. Lynn laughed at himself and took out the booklet and pen. The records of the [Mainland Medical Doctor Association] had already been written by him.

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When the brilliance of the moth moon shone and the hazy gauze enveloped the entire [Steam City], the clerical office on the second floor of No. 404 Bleu Street was still glowing with the orange halo of a gas lamp.

The platinum blonde color was dyed golden by the lights, and Lynn's writing movements couldn't help but stop. The sound of the pen tip on the paper seemed to be piercingly sharp, and then there was a sound of anger.

"Damn it, there's no more ink!"

This pen with a small amount of ink has been drained twice by Lynn in one night, and the result is five more pages of information.

In addition to the information obtained through trading from the countess, there are also some materials that Lynn dug out from the first ring archives. These materials are archived by date and initials, and it took him a lot of time to retrieve them.

In fact, if it is a simple record, with his memory palace, Lynn can scan page by page without using his brain like a scanner. If you are going to do a paper report, your boss will definitely not listen to you, you have to prove that what you say is based on the foundation.

At this time, the record book is very convincing.

Putting down the pen that really didn't have a drop, Lin En twisted his neck left and right and made two crisp sounds. At this time, he noticed that the moth moon was already hanging high, and when he looked at it, he thought it was a glowing moth lying on the ground. corner of the window.

When is this all? Why haven't they come back?

Lynn quickly took out his pocket watch.

Under the dim yellow light, the time had come quietly to around 8:30 in the evening. A bright metal color was reflected on the brass surface, and Lynn closed the pocket watch with a clatter.

"get off work."

Mo De's emotional worker got up and started to clean up.

He has waited long enough. Yefne and Bill didn't come back, and the bronze sparrow didn't have a shadow. It was probably because they found something so busy that they couldn't come back. If something goes wrong during the investigation, he can't do anything with a small document, so he might as well tell others and go home and wait for the next day's news.

After finishing packing, I went downstairs~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Bishop was still there watching the door in the empty office building. Lynn mentioned this to him, and Mr. Bishop laughed after hearing it.

"Don't worry, if something really happens, the distress signal from [Lantern Master] will wake up the whole city from its dream. Go back and have a good night's sleep, see you tomorrow, Lynn."

"Good night, Mr. Bishop."

It's information that I don't know.

Lynn's brain was a little swollen, he wrote down too many things in one go today. Leaving No. 404, Lynn took a deep breath and patted his face to cheer himself up. For him, he felt that his biggest gain today was the channel from the countess.

Dealing with that smart and beautiful mature woman is very brain-consuming, but she can see the expectation of return. If she is not so competitive, it will be more perfect. Lynn is still very happy to compete with Lord Emiste in a leisurely and comfortable environment. Brave.

Let's take a good rest tonight, and the matter of entering the dream and studying the astral world will be forgotten for the time being.

With a heavy pace after get off work, Lynn slowly walked on the slightly desolate street. After nightfall, the night shift of the night market in [Steam Capital] has just begun, and the impact of the war is clearly reflected in working hours and prices. Fortunately, Albion had the upper hand in the stalemate of the war, and the impact was minimal.

As he walked, he looked at the traces of craters on the huge moon wheel in the sky.

The silhouette that resembled a moth in the forest made Lynn suddenly a little curious. Is this really the magic work of nature? Or maybe there really was an oversized moth lying on the moon, and the body left such traces.

Thinking of this possibility, Lynn had an inexplicable feeling of trepidation, which is the natural fear of human beings for giants.