Chapter 040 Cult Simulator

The former victim, who is now the murderer, was taken away. After investigating the scene, the management bureau discovered, as expected, that the deceased was the real murderer who had not yet been arrested. Yu Xi stood there, his fingers gradually getting cold. The busy autopsy personnel and colleagues taking photos passed by him, making him seem out of place in the bustling scene.

The new recruits who had just arrived wanted to talk but stopped talking. They wiped off the blood and dust on their bodies and asked him, "Are you okay?"

Yu Xi quickly replied: "I'm fine."

In fact, he is not a good person, but this is how society is. The questioner cannot empathize with your true emotions, and the answerer habitually blurts out "it's okay". The whole conversation is like a conventional performance, which is useless and only the conscience feels good.

"You should rest more. The deputy director has just approved three days of leave for you." They left hesitantly, and he was alone in the living room again. Everyone tacitly left a blank circle for Yu Xi.

Yu Xi could hear the noise of the crowd outside the half-open door, the residents outside the cordon whispering to each other, and the media reporting on the scene with cameras and microphones in hand.

He had come across many cases of the Hundred Prayers Church and had personally told other people to be wary of the church. However, the shock he felt from seeing someone he knew, who had just started out living a positive life, turn into a zombie and then stand in front of him with a look of joy and solemnity, smiling at him, and saying "Goodbye, Officer Yu" as they passed by, "I know the lights in your house have been on for half a month, go and get some rest" was still unimaginable.

Because Yu Xi found that his first reaction was not anger, but unprecedented confusion and fatigue.

The person who was really angry was Lin Muching.

The empty office has gradually become more and more marked by the Administration during this period. Lin Muqing often works with Baidao at the same time. While Baidao handles the documents, he organizes the files. Some confidential documents cannot be taken out of the Administration, so he focuses on the case and replays the crime scene over and over again through distorted descriptions. Lin Muqing knows that Nie Zhuang is unwilling to cooperate, but it doesn't matter. It is the Administration's responsibility to investigate the truth.

He almost felt that Bai Dao was one of the common people. This leader had emotions, spoke with a strange sense of humor, preferred watermelon juice to refreshing coffee, and when he encountered something irritating, he would play with a crystal ball to relieve stress, unconsciously letting it roll from the base of his palm to his fingertips, and then he realized belatedly that there were other people in the office, and silently pulled out a document to cover up his embarrassment.

Lin Muqing almost realized it.

But now, Lin Muching stared at Bai Dao as if he was staring at a seemingly calm sea. Across the desk, Bai Dao was scribbling with a pen as usual, tapping on the keyboard from time to time, as if the live news program on the TV on the wall had nothing to do with him.

Ji Xu raised his head. The mask covering his face concealed all his expressions. The scarlet pattern was like Bai Dao himself. It was nothing like the moon. It was the blood spurting out from the tip of a knife after revenge. He seemed to be in distress. He smiled at Lin Muqing who was blocking the light and said, "Director Lin, you are disturbing my work a little."

“…”

If it was two days ago, Lin Muqing would have thought that this was just a superficial meaning; the day before yesterday, he would have vaguely felt something was wrong after he had just confronted Bai Chan. But now Lin Muqing was sure that Bai Chan's words were a warning to him.

Occasionally, enemies will offer good advice.

If you are enthusiastic towards evil people, you will be cruelly harmed again.

Lin Muching understood that, in fact, most people did not think that Bai Dao was a bad person, just as they did not deny that Bai Dao was definitely a sinner. He silently moved aside to avoid the dim light from the window.

Ji Xu pulled out a piece of personnel information from the middle of the file and pushed it over, just like when he handed Lin Muqing the adoption contract. Even if he angered the enemy, he would still say calmly: "Do you want to go to the scene together?"

Ji Xu handed over the information about Nie Zhuang after he joined the religion.

He did not collect personal information of believers, so it only wrote Nie Zhuang's name, gender and date of birth, without even an address. After all, he was destined to go to prison in the future. The person in the two-inch photo did not look at the camera. He had drooping eyelids, his focus was lost, his face was pale, and the red background made him look like a homeless evil ghost who had just crawled out of hell.

Lin Muching clenched his hands unconsciously, and tiny creases appeared on the paper instantly. Hearing the voice, Bai Dao tilted his head to look at him with his face in his hands, and blindly signed the name of the leader on the last document without even looking at it.

It may be that Bai Dao had written too much cursive writing in the past, so he connected the two words together to save effort. However, his writing is much neater than the common cursive signature, neither fancy nor rigid, but somewhere in between the two in terms of fluidity, which is very personal.

Lin Muqing slowly let go of his hand and looked at him deeply: "Let's go."

So Ji Xu closed the file, put Lin Muching's crumpled personal information back to its original place, stood up and walked out of the desk. He was wearing a gray long coat that fell to his calves, and a white turtleneck sweater underneath. The excess collar was piled at his neck, like a scarf, and he refused to reveal any skin.

He seemed to have planned to go out early in the morning, Lin Muqing thought.

Ji Xu lowered his head to adjust the cuffs of his shirt, buttoned his shirt with one hand, turned around and said politely, "I've asked someone to prepare the car. It'll be here soon."

An unknown believer drove them there. When they got off the car, there were many people around. Everyone was whispering about the murderer who was sent to the car. Some people lamented his pitifulness and tragedy, and some praised the joy of revenge. Lin Mucheng squeezed in with difficulty holding his ID. He turned around to look for Bai Zhao. The young man blended into the crowd like a pile of water into the sea. Even the strange and conspicuous mask did not make him more recognizable.

Ji Xu stood silently behind him. The sudden electronic sound made him turn around abruptly. The man said calmly: "I'm here, don't worry about me, I can catch up with you."

The two of them were caught by the media and one was questioned about the process, while the other walked in as if no one was around and no one could find him.

When Lin Muching arrived at the crime scene, the whole room fell silent. No one expected to see the director who was personally responsible for the surveillance here. He closed the door casually and ignored Bai Dao who had disappeared. The other members of the management bureau subconsciously looked behind Lin Muching.

Why is there nothing?

"Good afternoon. I guess this is the first time I meet you all." Bai Dao was the first to greet you. Before he spoke, almost no one really noticed him. "But we have all heard of each other for a long time, so there is no need for greetings. I hope my believers will have a good time during the team building at your place."

He delivered his speech as usual, making people inexplicably hallucinate about a leader coming over to communicate, and at the end he did not forget to mention his employees who were assigned there... The others had very complicated feelings, and the anger that was originally surging in their chests suddenly stopped. They always felt that Bai Dao himself was completely different from the profile they had imagined.

Ji Xu looked around and saw Yu Xi, who was isolated from the people around him.

Yu Xi stood in front of the evidence table with his mind wandering. He lowered his head, staring at the black dagger in the isolation bag, immersed in his own thoughts, until a black gloved hand suddenly appeared in his sight and knocked on the table without hesitation.

Knock knock.

Yu Xi suddenly came back to his senses. He turned his head and looked at an arc-shaped mask with a white background and red patterns. The red color was so bright that it seemed to be dripping out. The owner of the mask was looking at him, and his true identity was self-evident.

Bai Dao actually came in person.

Yu Xi didn't like the look in his eyes, as if he had a feeling that his future was about to go astray. This premonition made him afraid, and the fear gave rise to another new kind of anger. He gritted his teeth and used all his rationality to not rush up and punch Bai Chan.

Why? !

Yu Xi wondered why someone would be willing to exchange a result that was destined to happen for decades, or even the rest of their life until death!

Obviously... obviously, the real murderer will be caught after some time.

Yu Xi's heart was filled with anger and confusion. Ji Xu, who had been looking at him for a long time, withdrew his gaze thoughtfully, revealing a hint of understanding and enlightenment, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

This is the one that Nie Zhuang had soaked in water before. It was thrown into a corner by its owner and Ji Xu had someone repair it. The emails and various contents that were exchanged at the time had long been cleared away, leaving only a message that Nie Zhuang had sent some time ago.

Baidao said, "From Niezhuang."

Yu Xi eagerly grabbed it and flipped through it with trepidation. Nie Zhuang seemed to be talking to someone, probably Bai Dao. Nie Zhuang was very frank in the conversation: "When life dies, I can no longer have a life. Officer Yu is a good person, and I am the selfish one."

Yu Xi looked up at Ji Xu in a daze. It was so strange. He actually resented him, but he also vaguely understood Ji Xu's redemption of Nie Zhuang.

Yu Xi asked, "Do you feel guilty? He could have lived a normal life."

Ji Xu answered neatly: "No guilt."

He gave everyone more than one choice. Even in the end, these people could escape at any time. Ji Xu was always prepared to clean up the mess.

Yu Xi expectedly continued to ask: "Do you think you did the right thing?"

"Not right." Ji Xu said without hesitation, as if the person being criticized was not himself. "I know right from wrong, and I have never denied my sins. Officer Yu, the most important thing for human beings is emotion. When calmness cannot resolve hatred, I will resolve it, using all means possible."

This sentence completely ignited some emotions that were about to explode.

"In that case! Why are you so calm!?" Yu Xi's voice suddenly rose, attracting many people to look in. Lin Muching strode over, and almost everyone heard the sneer converted from electronic sound.

Bai Dao looked around at everyone, then turned back and said to Xi: "I don't know what you are thinking. Going against the Administration and going against your moral sense, is that considered calm?"

Yu Xi knew he shouldn't say anything too harsh, but he couldn't control himself. This was inconsistent with the education he received. He hated evil, but Nie Zhuang's relieved smile before he left flashed in his mind from time to time. He said weakly in a painful voice, as if he was about to die: "Do you have normal values?"

Bai Prayer seemed to be looking at him with pity.

He said, “Why would I help them if I didn’t have it?”

Yu Xi looked at him blankly, with the same look that Lin Muqing had not long ago, as if Baidao was a new species that had never been heard of before. Ji Xu suddenly smiled. He leaned down and got closer to Yu Xi and said, "You too. If you don't feel the same way as them, why are you so miserable now?"

"Officer Yu." Bai Dao could barely conceal the smile in his voice. He whispered softly in his ear, revealing the truth that Yu Xi was unwilling to face, "You obviously also understand their relief."