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.”

four.” Officer Deng points at the chair opposite

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

glances at the notebook

that, he picks up the phone and dials an internal department

is here. Come

he puts down the phone

is an international collaboration project. We can’t decide on our own. Yes, the other party’s representative

the relevant documents

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

sit down, I

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

hair is white, and the wrinkles at the edge of his eyes and mouth are

chest. He looks like a

with a

old man a little familiar, just like the first

for some inexplicable reason. Is this the after-effect of the Assassin beverage? I

Officer Deng introduces, “Old Neil, an Interpol

I

doesn’t speak. He sizes

you been

can tell? I’m shocked. I don’t know if I should admit it or hide

Old Neil smiles and points at his

“A little…” I mutter.

Neil immediately laughs. “You’re still too 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

in front of a police

table and very naturally picks up

still a believer of the

a believer of the Goddess in the past, but

for two

already found