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

were you the one who called the police. You said that Aurora Company at 10-188 at Fengfei Road is suspected to be involved in

police are already here? Have they done the investigation? At that moment, questions flashed through

cultist, Mr. A who looks like a beautiful man, is covered in mushrooms with golden spots. He wobbles as he walks

and hurriedly reply, “Yes, I called

is very suspicious.

the line sighs and says, “You can’t think that they’re involved in a pyramid scheme just because they hold parties

look at their gathering and you can tell it’s not

the line says helplessly, “Can’t they cosplay in the morning? Can’t they

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

that this is the company’s

corporate culture as a cult? I originally want to say that, but when I think about the news of punishing employees to crawl like dogs, I feel that the company next door

sorry. I was too sensitive,”

on the other end of the

this again in

to finish, I forcefully

got food poisoning

all working hard,” the policeman on the other end of the line

shouldn’t be too sensitive

seems Mr. A is fine… I’m relieved. I stand up

there are only two or three people left in the office waiting for their food to be delivered. The other

generous to his employees. He gives plenty of meal allowance, but all of it is transferred to our employee card. It can only be used at

the company canteen’s standard is quite good. Regardless of the ingredients, quantity,

isn’t much variety in staples—only rice, noodles, and wontons. Some of

doesn’t pose a problem. As long as the

would be a waste not to use my meal allowance. It’s not like it can

open my drawer, take out my employee card,

I look for a window

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