Is the Evil God Me?

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"Speaking of which, I'm very dissatisfied with the information you keep secret."

For some reason, the countess, who was suddenly not so comfortable, lay on her side lazily, highlighting the graceful curves of her body, and began to trouble Sister Sutra.

Well, that's what a woman's temper is like.

When she was not by Lynn's side, although Amiste was still so charming and sultry, she became more aggressive, and she was able to strike precisely at each other's weaknesses in her words and conversations. Doubting the keeper's ability to keep secrets is an old-fashioned stake joke.

In fact, the secret-keeping of [Secret Singer] is more like a limit, keeping information for the story that is being performed. This has led to the fact that Extraordinary people of this department are not welcome, because they are likely to ignore their interests and do things that go against their interests.

Basically, when the countess said this, she meant that she was deliberately making fun of the other party.

The scripture nun could not help but be silent.

If she could speak, she would definitely say, are you trying to find fault on purpose?

I don't know if this nun's literacy is very good, or if she is afraid, in short, she didn't use her fists to teach the countess what is respect in this luxurious cabin. After all, they are old friends. They have cooperated once or twice. Besides, Emiste's character has always been like this. For other people's sharp words and embarrassing skills, it is a must, and it is when Lynn is by his side. It is said that it will appear charming and harmless like a plucked rose.

Afterwards, Sister Scripture and Amiste chatted about something less conspiratorial.

Mostly it depends on the situation of which country on the continent, what decree has been issued by the wise king or the parliament, or what is the situation of the psychic tide in the astral world. . It was not until the moment of rest that Amiste yawned and motioned the nun to go down, she had to rest.

You have to have enough energy to be able to say that you have the energy to deal with a series of complicated troubles in the future, and by the way, you can take time to send telegrams to your little man.

"This is one of our few opportunities... don't forget, Amiste, everything, for humanity."

Before leaving the cabin, Sister Scripture suddenly said this.

"That's why we have to go all out and never fail. Everything is for human beings."

Emister's charming and sultry voice, as always, replied, and she walked out as if relieved. Lying on the big bed, the Countess with distant eyes looked at the gloomy and gloomy sky in the distance. The recent weather in this sea seems to be very strange. Often, it seems that a storm is about to approach.

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Since Lynn sent off the two beauties at Midnight Harbor, when he returned to work in Xiacheng, he always felt as if he had inadvertently overlooked something. But in the face of the huge memory palace, he couldn't get away quickly for a while. Lin En, who didn't believe in evil, took time out to sort out his recent memories.

It didn't take long for something he couldn't remember to have a head.

The Beyonder he met on the pier should be the one the eldest sister saw in Xiacheng. He had black hair, blue eyes, and an old-fashioned formal attire. Back then, Lynn went to investigate this person's information because of safety concerns. If you don't find it, it's gone.

Valley

Just when Lynn was about to throw this memory to the bottom of the memory palace, it was suddenly activated again, and the blue-eyed gentleman suddenly found himself.

This made Lynn a little puzzled.

How should I put it, he didn't feel hostility from the other party, and the seemingly coincidental meeting on the dock was more like a deliberate signal. Mr. Blue Eyes tried to tell Lynn through this that he wanted to see him, but he couldn't be too abrupt, so he met him by coincidence in advance.

This is what Lynn interprets.

Recalling the scene when the two met at the dock, Lynn couldn't help falling into a long silence in his office. He is trying to identify Mr. Blue Eye's spiritual frequency, recall the scene at that time, and analyze it. At the same time, Lynn also hand-painted a sketch for Leticia to send to the branch to investigate the file. Library, find out who this person is. This time, with the hand-painted face map, it must be more convenient to search than last time.

He approached himself, it must be something.

It may be someone who is aiming at developing this big project in Xiacheng District, and maybe someone who wants to get a piece of the pie, or it may be a madman who says he wants to borrow money from you. At present, Lin En feels that he has not done anything, so he has caused anger and resentment. Some people want to come to kill him, and the shops in Xiacheng District have not spread out. Even if he wants to eat eggs, he has to wait for the eggs to hatch, and Not in a hurry to come up and eat chicken directly.

"Could it be that it's the father's business?"

Lynn was thinking wildly here, and his thinking was very divergent.

The appearance of this blue-eyed gentleman made his heart a bit like a cat scratching it, like an unknown puzzle, the answer to it was nearby, and he might be able to find the solution right away.

After thinking to no avail, the information in the bureau was not conveyed back.

Mr. Lynn, who took a leave of absence today, still did not dare to say that he wasted too much time on this. Even for his paranoia, he always felt that there were people who wanted to harm me, but he was the one who controlled his emotions with self-discipline. should do. Lynn checked his schedule for today before Leticia came back.

In addition to his daily work, he has another task to do in the new industrial park.

Mention this Lynn with some reluctance.

Probably just wanted him to be a guinea pig, and he agreed and there was nothing to say. After hearing that Lynn was going to be a guinea pig, a lady in a wheelchair eagerly took her rich academic parameters and forced her to apply for the job. After inserting into that project and proving that he has the ability to do research, he often attacked Lynn.

That's right, this person is Atari.

When Lin En thought of this literary girl touching her body expressionlessly, like she was touching pieces of pork, she felt serious psychological discomfort. Doing research, in the eyes of researchers, your few taels of meat may really be no different from peeled pork, and people don't feel anything.

But Lynn always felt that when Atari was examining herself, in addition to being serious... as if there was a hint of pride?

The devil knows what she is proud of.

"Lynn, it's time to go to the lab."

Lynn's side is still in a delicate tangle, and the urging magic sound that Atari has developed in recent days has already sounded outside the office.