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.

is it? A scammer? Some advertising agent? It’s not listed…

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 a pyramid scheme?” A slightly tired voice comes from the other end

At that moment, questions

man, is covered in mushrooms with golden spots. He

terrifying… I can’t help but shiver and hurriedly reply, “Yes, I called the

very suspicious. Did… did

other end of the line sighs and says, “You can’t think that they’re involved in a pyramid scheme

you can tell it’s not

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

but you can’t say that they’re running

that this

but when I think about the news of punishing

was too sensitive,” I apologize

the other end of the line heaves a sigh of

do this again

finish, I forcefully interrupt, “Did

who got

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

emphasizes that I shouldn’t be

is fine… I’m relieved. I stand up and look

people left in the office waiting for their food to be delivered. The other colleagues have already gone

Huang has always been very generous to his employees. He gives plenty of meal allowance, but all of it is transferred

good. Regardless of the ingredients, quantity,

is that there isn’t much variety in staples—only rice, noodles, and wontons. Some of the employees can

this doesn’t pose a problem. As long as the

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

open my drawer, take out

the canteen, I look for