Chapter 035 Cult Simulator

Upon hearing this exciting news, the first reaction of the police officers was: “Is this true??”

They were very suspicious that this was another attack attempt by the brainwashed believers of the Church of the Hundred Prayers, so they grabbed the police officer and confirmed again and again: "Are you sure? Did he agree? This group of believers always take the blame on themselves. It makes me want to go back to the Middle Ages and burn down the church."

Someone laughed and cursed: "Wake up! With Baizhao's propaganda ability, the ending is 100% that he will stand in front of the wooden gallows and burn you, a sinner who disrespects the gods."

"What kind of god is a human being?" The bug vividly conveyed the emotion of the man rolling his eyes. "So? What was the result of the interrogation?"

"It's under investigation. I'll come out and tell you when I know..."

The voice gradually faded away, and the man seemed to return to the monitoring room to watch. Wang Gu looked at Ji Xu worriedly, and the young man waved his hand expressionlessly, telling him to rest assured.

He turned around and smiled reassuringly, "I sent a document to the believers who served as customer service in advance. The chat content cannot prove that we provided any help." He paused after he finished speaking, thinking, "If I must find a suitable description, it would be better to say that the murderer was insidious and cunning, and extracted information from innocent church members, and then tried to shift the blame to others after killing his own brother?"

Wang Gu swallowed the complaints that came out of his mouth. He could still sense some kind of deafening emotion in the details. "What on earth did you do?!"

Ji Xu said easily, "It's so simple. For example, he wanted to know where his brother was, so I told him: The church does not provide personal privacy, please ask the neighbors who are close to your brother. If you are worried that visiting is too rude, you can bring cigarettes and alcohol as gifts... Then he understood that he should find neighbors who also like to drink and ask about the pubs his brother usually goes to."

Wang Gu felt the whole air fall silent, and asked in a daze: "What if he didn't hear it——?"

Ji Xu pondered for a few seconds and cursed in a subtle tone: "How should I put it? If you don't have a high IQ, don't challenge murder. I'm afraid that this kind of person will use bleach a few days in advance to dispose of the body after committing a crime impulsively."

Hearing this, the former management bureau police officer gave an awkward smile.

Of course he knew that bleach could interfere with the luminol reaction, but it was useless to use it a few days in advance. The bleach on the floor had long been dried up, and someone could still detect the previous bloodstains. Wang Gu always felt that Ji Xu was implying that this kind of person's brain evaporated along with the bleach.

Ji Xu agreed and said, "You guessed it right, I was just cursing. Fortunately, the murderer is not stupid. He knew that wearing the badge in advance would divert the attention of the Administration and give the murder a motive of being instructed by someone else. Naturally, he could hear my subtext."

The murderer and Ji Xu have a kind of sympathy for each other. For example, the murderer knew that his niece was taken away and then he revealed the truth to try to reduce his sentence.

Another example is that the season sequence hints at the murderer in every aspect, and the church is just a porter of information. What? If you want to know how to escape if the plan fails, why not read this post, it will definitely be a source of inspiration for you - of course, the conversation between them is even more obscure.

Then the management bureau clicked on it angrily and saw a video of a cat owner angrily catching a kitten that was climbing up the drainpipe. There was a series of "hahahahaha" comments below.

How can we hold someone accountable for this?

Should we blame the blogger for shooting the video, or blame the church for sharing the picture of a kitten climbing stairs?

The administration was in such an embarrassing situation at this time.

Wang Gu glanced at his phone with heartache. The Administration, which had just suffered a heavy blow, was in a state of depression. The eavesdropping device had been running for a long time but did not pick up any talking. If it had not been for a sigh every few seconds, he would have almost thought that the eavesdropping device was broken.

Before the end of the shift, an acquaintance persevered and said to Officer Yu, "Too many coincidences mean suspicion. From the location of the crime to the method and the escape plan, all of them were inspired by the murderer from the church. Think about it. At least we can apply for close surveillance."

"One month." Wang Gu said into the monitor.

Ji Xu had a strange lag in understanding the laws of Huzhong City. He often made mistakes in his words and deeds, and occasionally made mistakes in his memory and omissions. Wang Gu was used to it and added, "The application can only be maintained for one month. After one month, evidence must be collected and investigated again. Suspicious points cannot be reused unless a new breakthrough is found."

Ji Xu tapped his fingers and thought, this was a good opportunity. The mission required Bai Dao to preach to the Administration. Although the narration was a bit weird at the beginning, it strictly restricted him to convey the doctrine of "evil and villains", and he could not use common operations such as whitewashing and having his own difficulties to increase his bargaining chips.

Although he couldn't act like he had something hidden.

When he thought about the sad drama-like expression on his face one day, Ji Xu felt a chill. He could do such a thing, but he couldn't pretend to do it and then accept other people's regret. Ji Xu felt that the simulator mission was good from the bottom of his heart. From the beginning to the end, it was a concept of equality that gave both the player and the target something to do. In short, one of them would not have a good life.

The knocking on the table stopped, and Wang Gu felt that the leader had figured something out during his brief thinking. Ji Xu turned around, put down his hands, and stared at him with his still slightly dark eyes behind his lenses, "Who is coming?"

Wang Gu smiled bitterly, "Although I would like to say that there are too few suspicious points and the police officer who raised them should come over, but since this is the only time we have caught a prisoner who is willing to reveal the details of his conversation with the church, it is a rare opportunity. Director Lin may come here in person, and the Deputy Director will temporarily take over the management of the Administration."

"Ye Cheng will be back tomorrow too..." Ji Xu looked at the documents on the desk with a hint of regret, "They will run into us."

You can't put your assistant in the center of chaos just to make work easier, so Ji Xu temporarily changed the plan and asked Ye Cheng to leave with the children tomorrow morning. The barber shop with a red moon hanging on it next to the city library is also a church property. The barber owner uses the first floor, and the second floor is still empty, so they can live there.

Of course, facing Ye Cheng, Ji Xu said: "Teach her to read. There is no school in the church."

The latter sentence is a supplementary explanation of the former sentence in a literal sense, but in Ye Cheng's eyes, only those who can solve the fundamental problems of the leader are good believers. Within five minutes, Wang Gu told Ji Xu sadly: "Ye Cheng asked me if I have a tutorial book. She is preparing to take the teacher qualification certificate this year."

A woman with such strong action that it shocks people.

The next day, at seven o'clock, Ye Cheng, who was familiar with the Master's waking time, appeared in the office early in the morning. She was carrying a lot of bags, and the zipper that couldn't be closed revealed several textbooks and tutorial books. Ye Cheng greeted her energetically: "Master! Good morning!"

"Good morning." Ji Xu nodded, holding the child and handing him to her, "After you finish the exam, I'll leave the other children to you."

"Leave it to me!" Ye Cheng patted his chest and promised.

Having not seen each other for many days, Ye Cheng wanted to keep in touch with the leader, but also wanted to complete the task entrusted to her first. After weighing the pros and cons for a few seconds, the sense of responsibility on her shoulders prevailed, and she reluctantly picked up the child who also looked back every few steps and left.

Around eight o'clock, the administration arrived on time.

After years of fighting wits and courage, Director Lin had already figured out that in order to make it easier for the church to count the number of people, the Baiprayer Church had to clock in for work at 8 a.m. Some believers rented the church building to do small business, and the remaining believers were responsible for collecting rent as wages.

To some extent, the Hundred Prayers Church has completed its own production and sales business model, forming its own territory in the huge Lake City.

Director Lin is not a local rich man in feudal society who is dissatisfied with the people's livelihood. If he changes the coordinator and comes up with this business model, he will definitely become a good citizen of Huzhong City, and it will not be a dream for him to go on stage to preach. There are few good people in today's society who pay out of their own pockets to ease the conflict between some poor people and high prices.

The problem is that the management bureau is willing to grudgingly acknowledge the word "citizen", but applying the word "good" to Baidao is somewhat insulting.

The believer at the door who was eager to help said without even raising his head: "Give me the card, hurry up, or the people behind you will be late. Others, don't cut in line!"

Director Lin stepped aside to make way for him. He came over at the time when the building was about to open, not to go to work on time like the believers. The man reached into his pocket and said in a hoarse voice, as if he hadn't slept all night: "Here is my ID."

“…”

The Authority's distinctive concentric circle pattern is printed on the cover.

The long and noisy team behind him suddenly fell silent.

The zealous believer slowly raised his head, and the next moment, he quickly tapped the red call button under the time clock. His hand was so fast that Director Lin was half a beat late to stop him. Then, a broadcast sounded from the two buildings and the garden square in the middle:

"——Warning! Warning! The Administration is about to conduct an inspection. Fellow citizens, please bring your personal documents with you. Replace them if they are about to expire. Building 2, Room 107 provides free 2-inch photos. Please do not over-edit the photos, as this will delay the Administration's inspection."

Director Lin: “…”

Director Lin said with difficulty: "...I am not here for a surprise inspection."

Lin Muqing, who is over 40 years old, has seen all kinds of storms, but the Hundred Prayers Church is the only bright and dazzling wonder among them. He suddenly felt confused that he could not keep up with the times.

The believer who had just quickly tapped the button rolled his eyes and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

He pressed the green button again, and the radio squeaked, "All clear, all clear!"

Lin Muqing stared at everything in bewilderment and incomprehension. The image he had of the Church of a Hundred Prayers began to crumble, and he struggled to sketch out a new look.

How could someone, like the leader Bai Zhao, unscrupulously promote revenge after revenge, causing the murderer to spend the rest of his life in prison for the crime of killing people, while at the same time providing shelter to many people with psychological trauma, allowing them to live happily under the shelter as if they were mentally ill?

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

On the screen was the number that the Administration automatically transferred. Lin Muqing raised the phone and put it to his ear. The voice changed by the voice changer in the microphone came through clearly: "Director Lin, please stop teasing my followers."

Lin Muqing didn't explain, he had no time to stop the believers' hands.

Baidao gave the instructions succinctly: "Take the elevator opposite 103. There is an indicator dial for floors within 15. The password is 52637, and finally press the 15th floor. I have just opened a temporary permission for it—" He suddenly expressed his welcome in a voice full of laughter, "In any case, the Baidao Church sincerely welcomes the arrival of the Administration."