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.

agent? It’s not listed… I mutter as I

10-188 at Fengfei Road is suspected to be involved in a pyramid scheme?” A slightly tired voice comes from the other end of the

already here? Have they done the investigation? At that moment, questions flashed through my mind

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

shiver and hurriedly reply,

very suspicious. Did… did

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

their gathering and you can tell it’s not

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

complain about them disturbing the peace, but you can’t

this is

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 hasn’t

I’m sorry. I was

other end of the

again in the

to finish, I forcefully interrupt, “Did you discover

anyone who got

policeman on the other end of the line

emphasizes that I shouldn’t be too sensitive and hangs

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

the office waiting for their food to be delivered. The other colleagues have already gone to the office canteen on the second

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

is quite good. Regardless

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

me, this doesn’t pose a problem. As long as the dishes have

my meal allowance.

my drawer, take out my employee

look