Chapter 132 Bad luck or bad fortune?
Chapter 132 Bad luck or bad fortune?
Faced with Leon, who was not only cautious but also had no shame, the scarred chief, who had been asked five questions for free, angrily made a rather obscene gesture at him.
Then his soul suddenly split into two, turning into two identical balls of dark flames, colliding, entangled and strangled each other, and then went out in an instant with a puff, and his body fell onto the table at the same time.
Although the scarred man's breathing and heartbeat were still normal, Leon knew very well that his soul was gone, and only an empty shell without a soul remained.
The way to commit suicide is to destroy the soul? Then I really can't stop it.
Looking at the scarred burly man lying on the table, Leon couldn't help but shook his head, then activated the Holy Spirit Pendant and carefully fiddled with the other person's body. After confirming that there was nothing that would explode if touched, he moved closer little by little and began to touch him all over.
Since he didn't know what the "carrier" of the other party's abnormal object was, Leon had to rely on his hands to carefully check the scarred man's personal belongings. He carefully pinched not only the pockets of his clothes and pants, but also all the places where pockets might be sewn.
However, although some small items were found, they were all ink pens, notebooks, handkerchiefs and the like, and no items that fell into the "abnormal range" were found.
So...is his ability similar to the Director's [Love Without Memory], both of which are carried by "himself" instead of being placed on something?
After frowning and pondering for a while, Leon began to touch the scarred man's body directly. Sure enough, after directly contacting the other's skin, [Materialistic Soul] finally flickered.
[Encounter...Materialism...Information]
[Name: Counterfeit Workshop (reproduction, replacement,?)]
【Appearance: ? 】
[Ability: After setting a small area as a workshop, all non-abnormal objects within the range can be replicated and forcibly replaced. The replaced objects will be temporarily put into another world.
Since the previous user's soul was shattered, the third ability cannot be detected for the time being and needs to be repaired or reforged.]
【cost:?】
[File: One of the large number of functional anomalies created by Director Aquarius of the Cleanup Bureau in order to fulfill his wish, tentatively numbered 0116.
Because the previous user was shamelessly deceived before his death, a large number of resentful soul fragments were retained, so it has a poor compatibility with dishonest humans or those named Leon Ryan.
[Evaluation: A fairly good ability. Although the upper limit is not high, it is highly concealed and can produce quite good results in certain special circumstances.
After it is handed over to the Cleanup Bureau and processed, it should be possible to extract a good anomaly. Although it is not compatible with you, there should be someone who is interested in it.]
[Infection value:? ]
"..."
All right... It seems like it's the same as the time with [Fortune-Changing Golden Toad]. Both have been damaged due to the shattering of the soul, but the extent is much better. At least we can still see what the ability is.
After reading the information given by [Materialistic Soul], Leon couldn't help but shake his head slightly, then reached into the shopping bag and touched Youha's forehead.
"Please do me a favor and put him in the mirror first."
"Wow~"
After receiving the order, Youha stood up unsteadily by stepping on the black goat's head. He first looked at the scarred burly man by holding the edge of the shopping bag, and then shouted towards the office window.
The next moment, the scarred burly man in the real world disappeared instantly, but in the reflection on the window, his shadow lying on the table became much deeper.
According to Youha's somewhat confusing statement, Leon took out a small mirror and shook it towards the window. After transferring the scarred burly man into the mirror, Leon touched Youha, who looked tired, and stood up and left the office of the director of the Secret Investigation Bureau. Without disturbing anyone, he walked back to the stairwell.
……
After the scarred muscular man's ability was lifted, the Secret Investigation Bureau, which had been isolated in another "layer", has returned to normal, and the collapse of the dungeon finally attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.
"Quick! There are two injured people down there! Carry them out!"
"Go call a taxi, someone was injured!"
"It's too slow, just use the bureau's official car!"
Looking at the six or seven dusty wounded soldiers, Leon, who had just come down to the first floor, subconsciously took out the [Infected Blood Belt] and wanted to help treat them. But after looking at the chaotic crowd in the hall, he finally gave up the idea and wrapped the bandage back on the back of his hand.
It's not that I lack the strength to treat them, but there are too many people here, so it's not appropriate to use abnormal objects. I might as well apply to the bureau later to see if I can get their medical expenses reimbursed, and then try to give them some compensation. If the bureau doesn't give me any, I can deduct it from my salary. After all, I collapsed the dungeon myself...
As Leon thought about it, he used his soul vision to check the condition of the wounded again. After confirming that they were all slightly injured, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved and walked towards the female police officer in the corner of the hall.
"how's it going?"
The female police officer who had been staring at the stairwell had already seen Leon's figure, and she limped over directly, asking with a complicated expression:
"Someone discovered the situation in the dungeon, and the bureau seemed to have suddenly returned to normal, so I brought them up here. Chief...where's that guy? Did you deal with him?"
"Ah."
Lyon nodded and said:
"In order to avoid me asking him more questions, he committed suicide. I couldn't stop him."
Committed suicide...
The female police officer bit her lip when she heard this, her eyes slightly sad, but she still said hatefully:
"He got it easy! Aunt Martha was such a good person. She had never had a quarrel with anyone in the police station for many years, but this bastard had the heart to kill her, and several other people as well... Where did that bastard die?"
"In the office upstairs, but I took the body away, so there's nothing up there now... That's right!"
After answering the policewoman's question, Leon pondered for a moment and then suggested:
"Why don't you just stop calling him a rebel? If anyone asks, just say that the rebels attacked your secret investigation bureau's dungeon and not only rescued the prisoners inside, but also kidnapped the director of the secret investigation bureau and took away a lot of confidential information."
The female police officer was slightly startled when she heard this.
"Why do you say that? Even if he does things carefully, I will definitely be able to find out if I put in some effort. Then... well... I know."
After looking up at Leon, the female police officer nodded thoughtfully:
"Anyway, that bastard is dead, Aunt Martha and the others have been avenged, and the director being kidnapped sounds better than the director being a rebel who infiltrated the Secret Investigation Bureau.
After all, if it is confirmed that he is a spy, the entire Secret Investigation Bureau will probably be investigated, and it may even be temporarily banned and reorganized.
During this period of chaos, the rebels will definitely take advantage of the opportunity to cause sabotage, resulting in a large number of casualties... Is that what you think?"
"..." Actually, it's not... I just simply wanted to cause trouble for the rebels. The point of this statement is not the identity of the scarred burly man, but the fact that the rebels took the opportunity to steal a lot of confidential information.
As for the content of the dirty laundry, it would be best if it was about the nobles, officials, and big businessmen. Now that the high-level officials of the Secret Investigation Bureau are gone and they are suddenly hit doubly hard by all parties, I believe they will be able to stay quiet for a while and won't think about causing trouble for me right away.
"Almost, almost."
Following the policewoman's instructions, he made a few vague remarks, then looked at her obviously awkward standing posture and suggested:
"Your leg was also hit? Why don't you go to the hospital first? I think there's still room in their car..."
"No need! I can apply some medicine myself when I get home. But your hand... huh? Where's the wound on your hand?"
Grabbing Leon's left palm and looking at the skin that had grown back, the female police officer couldn't help but said with surprise:
"You... it was clearly quite serious just now, how come it's healed after just wrapping it with a bandage?"
"Forehead……"
"By the way, how did you do it before?"
Now that the matter has been settled, the female police officer, who had been accumulating a lot of questions, finally got the chance to ask questions. She quickly grabbed the corner of Leon's clothes, leaned over and asked in a low voice:
"Why can he be resurrected after his death, and even produce more than a dozen? And what's wrong with you? Why can you block so many nails? Why did the dungeon collapse immediately after you pulled me to the corner? And..."
"Um... I still have work to do..."
Hearing the policewoman's series of whys, Leon couldn't help but feel a headache, and then he said perfunctorily:
"I see you're very busy here too. How about we each do our own things first and wait until tomorrow. I'll explain to you when I'm done with my work. Is that ok?"
"All right……"
I didn't know that after tonight, the evil god brain of the Cleanup Bureau would clear all memories related to abnormalities. After getting a promise from Leon, the female police officer let him go after a slight hesitation, and then said seriously:
"I'll be waiting for you in the office tomorrow. When you're done, come find me! Don't lie!"
"sure!"
After making a promise that was as reliable as "next time", Leon quickly left the chaotic Secret Investigation Bureau with his things. He did not immediately report back to the Cleanup Bureau, but walked to the main road outside the municipal district, ready to take a public carriage.
There was no other reason. The main reason was that the scarred burly man was not a good opponent. It had not even been an hour since he left the Cleanup Bureau and he had already been dealt with.
If I only come back in more than half an hour after a field trip, and I'm only six or seven hundred meters away from the bureau, I'm afraid even the director would be embarrassed to apply for the subsidy for me, so I might as well go to Rose Manor and rescue the person first.
……
Damn it, I missed the bus. I have to wait for more than half an hour in vain. If I had known this, I should have gone back to the bureau first.
After jogging all the way to the station, looking at the public carriage that just disappeared from his sight, Lyon couldn't help but rub his eyebrows in annoyance, feeling that his luck recently was really bad.
When his sister was in the hospital, he encountered an out-of-control infected person; when he was investigating a middle-aged nurse, he was almost cut in half by a strong old man; when he went to the shopping mall to deliver something, he unexpectedly encountered the Holy Spirit of the Scales of Gold Church; he just wanted to get a bandage, but he was targeted by the rebels and trapped in the dungeon.
Although there were no major problems in the end and we managed to get through it successfully, I really felt like I was possessed by the god of bad luck and that trouble was brewing wherever I went...
"what happened?"
Perhaps sensing Leon's hesitation and confusion through his soul vision, the black goat shook his head and said curiously:
"Hasn't that rebel been dealt with? What are you still thinking about?"
"It's not a big deal..."
After a slight hesitation, Leon spoke out his doubts:
"I'm wondering if the frequency of my encounters with anomalies is a bit too high. Why do things happen wherever I go? It's like Conan is possessed..."
"Which demon is Conan?"
"Um... he's not some demon god, he's a... never mind him.
What I mean is, since I joined the Cleanup Bureau, every time I want to take the initiative to do something, it seems that there will always be some unexpected situation. Have I been infected with some abnormal thing that can bring bad luck to people?"
"gab!"
After hearing Leon's doubts, Black Goat couldn't help but sneered and said:
"Although you have great potential, you are only a third-level cleaner in the Cleanup Bureau. There are a lot of people like you in the Cleanup Bureau. Who would use anomalies of bad luck on you? Rather than using anomalies to ruin your luck, wouldn't it be easier to just kill you?"
“But I seem to be really unlucky…”
"It's not that you're unlucky, but you're now an employee of the Cleanup Bureau and have to take the initiative to look for abnormal objects, so the frequency of contact with abnormal objects has increased. That's why you were almost killed by that old man."
After glancing at the “superstitious” Leon with disdain, a certain demon said with a firm look on his face:
"The incident at the Red Brick Road Hospital would have definitely been exposed on the same day, regardless of whether you joined the Cleanup Bureau or not. The same goes for the Holy Spirit of the Scales of Gold Church. As long as Charles Department Store starts selling large quantities of goods, those nobles will find ways to cause trouble. You just happened to be there by chance."
Well... that's true...
Although Leon was somewhat convinced by the black goat, he changed his mind and couldn’t help shaking his head:
"Those things are bound to happen sooner or later, whether I'm there or not, but why do I always happen to catch up?"
"Haha, what do you mean you just happened to catch up? That's something that happened to you in the past, and it affected what's happening now, so you feel like something is always happening.
For example, the scarred man today, he probably has been eyeing you for a long time. If you don't go to the Secret Investigation Bureau, he definitely won't dare to do it casually. But as long as you go to the Secret Investigation Bureau and see you take the initiative to deliver yourself to the door, he will definitely not be able to help it! Can this be called catching up?"
"..."
Indeed, if I hadn't gone to the Secret Investigation Bureau, the scarred chief really wouldn't have jumped out to cause trouble, and he would probably have continued to lurk...
After listening to what the Black Goat said, Leon thought about it and felt that it seemed to be true, but for some reason, he still felt something was not right.
Seeing that his soul fire was still swaying and hesitant, the black goat could not help but say impatiently:
"Well, aren't you planning to go to Rose Manor to rescue someone now? Then let's see if you can rescue her smoothly!
If everything goes well, then you are overthinking it. If there is any problem in the middle, we will find a way to help you check it out, how about it? "
(End of this chapter)