Lord of the Mysteries

Stole two sedan cars in a row… This is probably a crime syndicate. How can one person drive two cars? I can’t help but mutter inwardly.

This is the cultivation I’ve gone through as a fan of courtroom dramas and detective series, as well as me being a loyal reader of crime deduction novels.

Of course, I don’t say it out loud. I believe that people with standard intelligence can come to a similar conclusion.

When the guard on duty calls to confirm my identity, I take out my phone and check the time.

There’s more than enough time… I let out a sigh of relief as I unhurriedly circle around the pond in the middle of the courtyard and enter the building facing the main entrance.

After I run through the possible exchange in my mind, I knock on the door of the target’s office three minutes early.

“Please come in.” A mellow voice sounds from inside.

“O-Officer Deng…” As soon as I push open the door and enter, I realize that the officer sitting behind the desk is the one who had come to check on my residence permit!

I always imagined that he’s a police officer at the police station, but I never expected him to have an office at the Municipal Public Security Bureau. He even has the room to himself!

“You are?” Officer Deng raises his hand to comb his receding hairline and asks with a puzzled look, “Do we know each other?”

“Last night, you checked on my residence permit and reminded me of a mysterious cult. Later, we met again in Lawson. I even reported a woman suspected to be a member of the cult.” I begin to suspect that the person in front of me is Officer Deng’s biological brother, but I still give the details.

Officer Deng is enlightened.

“Zhou-Zhou Mingrui, right?

“I’m face-blind, and I don’t have a good memory. It was night, so I couldn’t see clearly.”

I don’t need you to tell me that your memory isn’t good or how you have face-blindness. I can tell… I politely smile.

“Today, I’m representing the Intis Group to take over the previous project.”

at four.” Officer Deng points at the

immediately approach it and plan on placing the black notebook that I just bought on the table. I will then flip it to the middle—I can’t let Officer Deng

at the

phone and dials an internal department

here. Come

briefing, he puts down the

an international collaboration project. We can’t decide on our

aware of that.” I’ve read the relevant documents in

didn’t read it, I’ll still have given such an answer. I can’t let the partner I’m working with find out that I’m

sit down, I hear Officer

up politely and look back. I see an old man in

wrinkles at the edge of his eyes and mouth are deeply

red moon pendant hangs on his chest. He looks like a priest from

with

man a little familiar, just like the first time

some inexplicable reason. Is this the after-effect of the Assassin beverage? I silently inhale and control

introduces, “Old Neil, an Interpol representative, a

Neil.” I quickly

doesn’t speak. He sizes me

have you been troubled by ghosts

I’m shocked. I don’t know if I

Old Neil smiles and points

“A little…” I mutter.

young. You confessed the moment I called you out. Actually, I’m not that sure. Yes, I’m a priest. I have the ability to expel wraiths and shadows. Do you need

such feudal superstitions in front

Officer Deng’s table and very naturally picks up the coffee

a believer of the Goddess, I can even do it

the Goddess in the past, but I am now! At

two seconds

already