Is the Evil God Me?

"Miss Atari, it seems that you have also sensed her temperament..."

In the clerk's office, Clark, who was drinking tea, listened to Lynn's question, and his elegant and easy-going expression was stained with a little teasing. This gentleman, who is older than Lynn for a whole round, is instructing Lynn on how to quickly consult the textbooks, because this damned writing didn't even consider the issue of scattered catalogs.

You can see the example application of [Line] from the fifth page and the fifty-second page at the same time, and you may see the ability speculation of a certain extraordinary occupation on the penultimate page.

This gave Lynn the most intuitive feeling it was.

When writing this textbook, the editors were like drinking fake wine, improvising to write what counts, or simply slamming the pre-written ones together to make a book.

The author is relaxed and happy, but the difficulty is pushed to the reader.

Lynn was in pain.

After Mr. Clark was busy with his own affairs, he mentioned Lynn's correct way of using the textbooks.

"I heard Bill say that Miss Atari is a Beyonder of the Golden Reindeer Club?" Lynn compared the documents sent from Elba Field, judged that it should have nothing to do with Beyonder power, and classified it into the low probability category.

"That club is a gathering place for nobles. Even among nobles, Miss Atari is not very popular. The reasons and rumors are very complicated."

Clark's paperwork for so long was not for nothing.

"I think it's alright." Lin En didn't think it was difficult for the girl with different eyes in the wheelchair to get along. Generally speaking, the more arrogant people are, the more sincere and friendly they will treat others, provided you can get her to face them squarely.

"Don't jump to conclusions too early."

Picking up the test questions from Lynn's side, which were also the documents he had selected for him to review, Clark said with a witty and serious tone unique to Albion people. This made Lynn unclear for a while, which one he was saying, don't jump to conclusions too early, or both.

Clark squinted and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he quickly showed a seasoned smile.

"Look, this report is wrong."

Lynn got the report back, and the picture of the textbook recalled by subconscious stress made him start to investigate the cause of the error. Clark has a deep understanding of Lynn's learning ability. He is well-behaved and educated. Basically, he doesn't need to worry about him as a teacher. It's just a pity that Lynn won't stay in the clerical office for too long.

Lynn's visible growth rate can undoubtedly share a lot of work for him.

"Shooting?" After thinking for a while, Lynn got to the point. He was too insensitive to shooting. This is probably because Lynn has become numb to the shooting through the former lighthouse, even if a lunatic carrying a machine gun goes to the mission school to shoot him.

"That's right, the direct attack methods of low-rank Beyonders are weak and inflexible. On the black market, you can buy a short gun with just a few gold pounds. You have to be extra careful when there is a shooting in the report."

When Clark mentioned the black market and guns, he touched his nose subconsciously. Lynn caught a glimpse of this subtle body movement and then turned down as if he didn't see anything.

How could he dare to think so much about the interests of [lamp-holder] as a small document.

"Look more at the Mulan dictionary, accumulate more experience, and most importantly, go to the scene more often, and you will catch up with me soon." Clark took off his glasses and wiped them with a glasses cloth. The paperwork only requires you to read and write. In fact, it is not too difficult, a position purely based on experience.

It is said that the particularly powerful documents at the headquarters can directly tell the extraordinary occupation of the murderer with only one scene, and it is purely based on experience. Such a person is highly respected even if he is not an extraordinary. Clark originally There is also a chance to be that kind of person.

"Thank you for your guidance."

Lynn hurriedly bowed her head in thanks.

"I'm just teaching you how to learn, and... by the way, I heard Bill said that you performed very well on the scene yesterday." Clark waved his hand, he was not a harsh person, he was looking at Lin for what he wanted to say. Well, changed the subject.

Are you making fun of yourself?

Lynn didn't know what Bill said about his first live performance. Anyway, he felt that he vomited too hard at the time. Bill's smiling and wicked guy would definitely take this memory as a joke material.

"It's no use doing well." Thinking of the paperwork report he did today, Lynn couldn't help sighing. That pervert was hiding on the other side of the rules, which was the most disgusting thing.

He always had a little understanding of how the distorted anti-heroes of the double-faced forensic doctor and the Punisher came out, because there would be a voice in his heart roaring, the labor and management didn't care about those rules and regulations, and if he was guilty, he would die!

"We are just clerks, and we leave the rest to the regular team members."

"Documents also have to have dreams, don't they? Otherwise, what's the difference with salted fish?"

"Salted fish?"

Clark couldn't understand what Lynn's dream had to do with the salted fish, and then Lynn gestured for the salted fish to turn over. Mr. Clark, who finally understood the vivid and humorous picture, couldn't help but grinned, trying to maintain his image, laughing. Trembling all over.

What's going on in this little genius's head?

When Lynn and Clark had a friendly exchange, a few people suddenly passed by the gate of the clerical office~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The burly and strong man in the lead was the most eye-catching. The bulging muscles under the shirt seemed to burst at any time, even if he was wearing a shirt. Not like a gentleman, more like a gladiator.

From these people, Lynn could vaguely feel the meaning of a fiery hearth.

"That's the second team, aren't they patrolling the streets in the border area today?"

Clark was a little surprised. Generally, the first team of [Lantern Masters] often dealt with incidents involving the astral world. The second team and the third team took turns to patrol the jurisdiction. Now that the second team gave up the patrol and returned, there must be something important.

In the [Lamp Holder] branch, important things often mean trouble and danger.

"..."

Lin En felt that he should know why the second team came back. It seems that the issue of the [Mainland Medical Doctor Association] is more important than expected.

This is a good thing!

In the system, if one thing is taken seriously, it will make a big splash. In addition to promises, politics is to be as high-profile as possible. If one thing needs to be dealt with coldly, everyone will tacitly agree. Sorry if it didn't exist or it's too late.

Anyway, from Lynn's point of view, if this matter is really done, he will definitely be a part of it. Since he can have a share of the credit for sitting in the office next, Lynn naturally hopes that the bigger the better.

As for his continued participation in the investigation, Lynn never thought of such a thing at all.

As long as the head of the [Lamp Master] branch was not kicked by a donkey, he would not choose to let such a cute new clerk participate in the investigation. The branch as a whole is not in the early stage of business, and the clerical office still has a lot of old qualifications.

Twenty minutes later.

Lin En was dumbfounded as he looked at the meeting paperwork that had come to inform him to go to the conference room. The only thought in his head was, this minister's head wouldn't have been kicked by a donkey, right?