Lord of the Mysteries

Translator: CKtalon

I honestly inform Mr. Policeman about my suspicions of the company next door. After all, this company has existed since before I was employed at my present company. To be able to remain hidden for so many years meant that they knew how to hide the evidence and cover up their tracks.

Also, I actually can’t prove that the company next door is involved in a pyramid scheme.

Strange costumes and eccentric behavior are never valid charges.

The reason I called the police was because I was worried about Mr. A’s safety. He had eaten that mutated mushroom man. Who knew what would happen if he waited a little while. It wasn’t as though I could monitor him and resolve the problem in time.

As for whether the police could solve anything that involved supernatural events, I’m quite confident.

This is a result of simple deduction through logic.

The medium who’s good at exorcism, Madam Dai, is Officer Deng’s fiancée;

The police department collaborator, Old Neil, is also sensitive to ghosts and obviously has a solution for dealing with them;

The mysterious cult that Officer Deng reminded me to watch out for can create extraordinary beings.

Based on these points, it’s easy to conclude that the police have a deeper understanding of supernatural powers.

Since they have a deeper understanding, they definitely wouldn’t lack the strength and solutions to deal with it.

Putting away my phone, I glance sideways at the company next door that’s still “normal.” Suppressing my concern, I return to my desk and start working.

I’m plagued by all kinds of trivial matters for my last project the entire morning. I was so busy that I didn’t even have time to poop on company time.

As noon approaches, my phone suddenly buzzes.

I pick it up and see an unfamiliar number.

it? A scammer? Some advertising agent? It’s not listed… I mutter as I

Road is suspected to be involved in a pyramid scheme?” A slightly tired voice comes from the other end of

done the investigation? At that moment,

covered

I can’t help but shiver and hurriedly reply, “Yes, I

very

in a pyramid scheme just because they hold parties early in the morning. There are countless companies that shout

gathering and you can tell it’s

end of the line says helplessly, “Can’t they cosplay in the

complain about them disturbing the peace, but you can’t say that they’re

this is the company’s corporate

a company with such corporate culture as a cult? I originally want to say that, but when I think about the news of punishing

was too

of the

again in

to finish, I

got food poisoning because of

working hard,” the policeman on the other

emphasizes that I shouldn’t be too

fine… I’m relieved. I stand up

two or three people left in the office waiting for their food to be delivered. The other colleagues have already gone to the office canteen on the

generous to his employees. He gives plenty of meal allowance, but all

quite good. Regardless of the

staples—only rice, noodles, and wontons. Some of the employees can

long as the dishes have variety, it doesn’t matter what the staple

use my meal allowance. It’s not like it can

stomach, I open my drawer, take out my employee card, and run towards the

the canteen, I look for a window seat