Chapter 023 The Shadow of the Mother Goddess
The system prompt appeared in front of Rong Le.
If he chooses to stay away from the town, the main quest will be closed to him, and he may never be able to touch the clues of the main quest again.
If he chooses to save the town, Rong Le will then face the highest difficulty of the module, which is the legendary mission he has taken on.
For other players, this is a multiple-choice question, but for Rong Le, there is no choice at all.
[The departed souls should rest in peace, and the people who are sinking in the mud should be redeemed.]
Rong Le chose to accept the main task.
The comments were in uproar because of his actions:
"He accepted it!"
"Oh my god, is there really someone so brave? Does he know what the consequences of failure are?!"
"I express my sincere respect for this pioneer. Although I don't know his true identity, he could have chosen not to do this. He did this to clear the Fog City and create more living space for the modern world."
"With this courage, the title of this live broadcast room is not wrong!"
It was not until this time that many people noticed the title of the live broadcast room.
【Savior Observation Record】
After accepting the main quest, it seemed as if nothing had changed.
Rong Le sat on the bed, her calm dark green eyes half hidden under her thick and long eyelashes, as if she was deep in thought.
It is unclear what the mysterious man mentioned in the diary wants to do, but Orianna's anger is clearly directed at Polant.
Did the mysterious man help her because they had the same goal, or was he plotting a bigger conspiracy?
Who is he who could help Orianna murder her mother?
Many figures kept flashing through Rong Le's mind, and he quickly made a list of suspects in his mind.
He glanced at Baiyue, who gave him a puzzled look.
He still remembered that Baiyue's character background was to invite him to come to Portland to find his missing sister. So if his sister was found, would he choose to leave?
Or to put it another way, after Rong Le chose the mission of saving Polant, would Baiyue still stand on the same front with him?
These are obviously all unknowns.
"What do you think?" Baiyue looked at him.
"Ideas?" Rong Le blinked.
The black-haired, green-eyed detective returned to his usual smiling self. "I don't have any idea. After all, what's written in this diary sounds terrifying."
"Our current mission is to find out the truth about Roland's murder and bring back Bai Tutu. Everything else isn't important, is it?"
Rong Le said, grabbed the notebook and walked out.
"Hello!"
Bai Yue didn't catch him and could only watch Rong Le lightly open the door and leave the room.
He watched Rong Le's back disappear behind the door.
"This guy... even if you don't say it, I know you want to interfere."
…
Rong Le did not return to her room, but went out directly and wandered on the street seemingly aimlessly.
On the other side, Harry thought about the conversation he had just had with Orianna on his way home.
As he thought about it, his heart was filled with resentment: "This stubborn woman is simply hopeless!"
Obviously, he was well-behaved when he was a child.
Harry met Orianna when he was a teenager. As soon as he saw the little girl, he decided that she was an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.
He cared for her carefully, taught her, and thought he had given her enough love, but the result was that she struggled to break free from his control.
Mingming was only attracted by her stunning beauty at first, but he didn't expect that there was such filth and madness hidden under the girl's pure appearance.
Perhaps this breathtaking beauty can only be born from rotten mud.
But he could allow Oli to disobey him, but he would never allow her to hang out with Roland!
This is betrayal, naked betrayal!
Harry muttered, "I'll teach her a lesson, just like I did before..."
"Hey."
A melodious voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time his wrist was gently grasped by someone.
Harry turned around and found that the beautiful detective he met a few days ago was looking at him with a smile.
"...It's you?!" Harry's voice unconsciously carried some surprise.
He didn't expect that he would see Rong Le again.
After all, this beautiful cat looks frivolous and well-behaved, and there must be someone willing to raise him. If it were someone else, Harry would be willing to fight for it, but for the boss and the bishop, forget it.
Why did the detective suddenly run in front of him? Was there something about him that Rong Le liked?
Rong Le's tone was very gentle: "I originally wanted to say hello to Mr. Harry, but I pulled you aside in a hurry. What's the rush, Mr. Harry?"
Harry coughed and said, "Nothing, where are you going?"
"I was bored, so I wandered the streets."
Harry suddenly had an idea.
He invited me warmly: "Since you are bored, why not come and join me in the salon? My friend has the idea of holding a party recently, and you can go there to have fun."
Although I don't know why he came over here, what does it matter?
Harry thought to himself, still smiling.
An invitation from a local gentleman is precious enough. His willingness to take you to a gathering of his small circle is equivalent to touching the threshold of high society.
Detectives need connections, right?
Rong Le pretended to hesitate for a moment, then agreed under Harry's encouraging gaze.
Since they met, the two decided to go to the pub for a drink.
The boss was not in the store, and they were greeted by the waiter of the pub. Harry knew that he was elusive all day long, so he led Rong Le directly to the second floor and drank in his own exclusive seat.
Harry looked at Rong Le carefully.
Although this detective had just stepped into Portland and had already stirred up the turbulent waters of the underground world, Harry's personality seemed to make him stay away from him.
But he likes beautiful women, and he will accept them regardless of whether they are disdainful or approach him with a purpose.
Even though he knew the detective was dangerous.
There's always a price to pay for precious and beautiful things, isn't there? He followed the rules.
Good hunters are good at waiting, and he is very experienced in this.
But what even Harry didn't expect was that just when he was extremely angry with the disobedient Ollie, the detective actually came over on his own initiative.
Who can resist a pretty cat trying to use her beauty to get into trouble?
Harry accepted this good fortune with joy.
To prevent the cat from escaping, he even put out some bait to attract it to stay around him.
Harry smiled and pushed a glass of wine to the young man.
It doesn't matter even if she wants to do bad things. As long as Rong Le is charming enough, Harry can tolerate this little girl doing anything.
He is a guy who is born with a love for beauty.
…
It is undeniable that when Rong Le wants to win someone's favor, he will not fail.
Drinking, music, painting, history... No matter what topic Harry picked, Rong Le could chat about it with ease, and her rich knowledge came in handy at this moment.
Apart from his companions, Harry usually finds it difficult to find someone who can keep up with his thinking. Meeting Rong Le at this time is simply a pleasant surprise.
He enthusiastically discussed his views with Rong Le, who would listen carefully and then point out his flaws.
For the first time, Harry felt the joy of discussing academic matters with people outside the society.
The live broadcast room was also stunned by this scene:
"What are they talking about? Why can't I understand anything?"
"One moment they're discussing theology, the next astronomy, and the next advanced mathematics. Are these two really a country gentleman and a detective, rather than university professors?"
"Are the requirements for being a gamer so high these days? If you don't learn a little more, you won't be able to survive in the Fog City."
"Why does it seem like Rongrong knows everything... Is there anything he doesn't know?"
“…”
It soon got dark and the waiter lit the lamp.
The light illuminated the dim environment, and Harry suddenly woke up.
“…It’s getting dark.”
The detective looked out the window, the gradually darkening sky reflected in his eyes, making his eyes blend into the dark color, and his dark green eyes seemed a little deep.
"Yes, time flies. It's been a pleasure talking to you, Detective."
He couldn't sit there any longer.
Harry forced himself to bring this exchange to a close.
If he hadn't still had some willpower left, Harry would have invited Rong Le to his house for dinner right then and there. Fortunately, his gentlemanly manners allowed him to retain some rationality.
He knew that he couldn't fall so easily, and he needed to keep the detective in suspense for a few days before he could fully enjoy the feeling of being sought after.
Harry stood up politely, agreed to continue drinking here tomorrow, and left without looking back.
**
In the following days, Rong Le and Harry had an increasingly close relationship.
The church seemed to have fallen out of favor, and even Rong Le's shadow was nowhere to be seen.
Even though Rong Le had promised to come often, now rumors about her and Harry keep coming to the church, as if she is getting bored with the old and liking the new.
Baiyue squatted on a tree branch next to the church, looking at the small town girls chattering and gossiping below - if Portland is a foggy town, these girls may be the only bright spot in it.
He walked around them and went to a more secluded place. The voices gradually faded away, and he came to a deserted forest.
When he arrived at the agreed location, a familiar figure was already standing there quietly, looking at him expressionlessly.
Baiyue smiled. Under the shadow of the tree, his smile was polite and calm.
"Am I late, Tutu?"
…
On the street, Rong Le suddenly sneezed.
Harry leaned over slightly and handed him the handkerchief he carried with him. His every move was full of good manners. "Did you catch a cold? The temperature has dropped recently. Remember to put on more clothes."
Rong Le took the handkerchief: "Thank you."
"By the way, how are the preparations for Mr. Harry's party going? I've been thinking about how to behave so as not to embarrass you these past few days."
He said it in a joking tone.
Harry: "Are you anxious?"
Rong Le blinked, very harmlessly: "No, that's not the case."
"It doesn't matter even if Mr. Harry regrets it. After all, you are more important to me."
"You don't have to wait any longer."
Harry extended his hand and invited in a soft voice, "Because tonight... is the party."
…
Rong Le returned to the hotel, took off her coat, and wore only a thin shirt, wandering around like a little sparrow.
The conditions of the hotel are quite average. In a hotel in such a remote town, there is no heating at all. A fireplace will be lit in the hotel lobby at night to keep guests warm who cannot withstand the cold night.
Rong Le knew that the highlight was about to begin.
Although he was not a professional detective, he had searched almost all the books in the church library and his home, and he also found a pattern in many files.
Whether it is a supernatural case or an ordinary murder case, the place where people live for a long time is always the place where the most information is hidden.
Harry may have nothing to do with the disaster that Polant is about to face. He seems to be outside the main storyline, but he has a direct connection with Orianna.
There has been no significant progress in Roland's case, as the military police's investigation has run into obstacles due to the identities of the people involved.
If this continues, it might become an unsolved case.
Rong Le shook her head, poured herself a cup of hot water, and skillfully took out the medicine bottle and swallowed a few pills.
Given his mental state, participating in too many occult events would be tantamount to seeking death. In order to prevent his sanity from continuing to decline, he began to try taking this medicine.
I don’t know why, but Rong Le did feel that her mental state improved a lot after eating it.
Although I still have doubts about the ingredients of the pills that are essentially produced by the City of Mist, I have no choice but to take them now.
Just as he swallowed the medicine, the sound of a door opening was heard outside.
There were only a few of them on the second floor, and Thor would not act alone when they were not around. Rong Le pushed open the door and saw Baiyue as expected.
He had obviously just come back from outside.
"Where have you been?" he asked suddenly.
Baiyue paused for a moment and turned around to look at him.
"…Church, what's going on?"
The air suddenly became heavy.
The detective's cold dark green eyes reflected a sharp arc of light, like a sharp knife that seemed to be able to see through the hidden truth. He stared at Baiyue and said, "You know me, don't force me to speak."
It seemed as if something dangerous was baring its fangs in the surging undercurrent.
Baiyue's hand was still on the door armrest, looking at him expressionlessly.
"The atmosphere seems so tense... I'm starting to panic."
"What's going on? I just went out to eat, why is it like this when I came back?"
"Don't just go head-to-head. Their fighting abilities are not on the same level. Even if you discover something, you have to take it slow!"
"Impossible! Could it be that Baiyue betrayed Rong Le?"
The barrage was a bit panicked.
But then things took a sharp turn for the worse.
Rong Le beeped loudly: "I smell a woman's perfume! Don't try to lie to me, are you out on a date? Damn it! I'm working so hard to investigate here, and you're actually going out to hook up. Do you have any humanity left?"
“…”
Bai Yue's face darkened: "Which eye of yours saw me go on a date?"
"I smelled it." Rong Le tapped her nose and said confidently, "Don't try to trick me."
Bai Yue was speechless. "I haven't even commented on your itinerary for the past two days, and you're blaming me instead. I just happened to meet you at the church. What about you?"
"I was so busy making friends that I didn't have time to take Thor for a walk. I told you not to bring a child home if you don't know how to raise one!"
The comments were silent:
"Why do I feel like Baiyue is a househusband who complains that his wife is out fooling around all the time and neglecting the family? Am I sick?"
"You're not sick upstairs, because I have this feeling of déjà vu too."
"I'm dying of laughter. So now the plot is this: the wife suspects her partner of infidelity, and the poor househusband has to work while taking care of the kids and the family. Is this a family drama?"
Rong Le shrank her fingers guiltily, as if she felt that she had gone a little too far in the past two days.
He said sternly, "Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore. I have important things to do and I'm not sure when I'll be back. Don't wait for me."
As he said this, he turned around and closed the door.
Baiyue: “…”
Ten minutes later, Baiyue saw Rong Le again.
He looked at the person in front of him with an unpredictable expression.
Rong Le wore a suit jacket with a straight shirt vest underneath. The well-fitting vest outlined the perfect curve of her slender waist. She wore a coat of the same color on the outside. People who knew the goods could tell that it was of great value by the fabric and workmanship.
This set perfectly highlights his elegant and cold temperament.
At this time, Rong Le was so beautiful that she could be said to be committing a crime. Her beauty was so overwhelming that the live broadcast room was boiling.
"Oh my god! My wife is so beautiful!!"
"Damn, he's really handsome when he's serious!"
"Aaaaaah where's my big wife? Is this the handsome guy I can see??!"
"Can you guys be more reserved? Don't you have a wife? Why are you hugging someone else's wife?"
"Go away! Can you guys please put on some pants! Don't scare my wife away!"
We used to watch live broadcasts frequently, and our threshold has increased a lot. When we see Rong Le's various operations, we can only shout "awesome" and nothing more.
Although he is very handsome, after accepting this setting, I don’t think it’s a big deal.
But! This is the first time I've seen a wife like this!
The barrage of comments suddenly turned into a sea of pants.
Bai Yue took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "Where are you going?"
"Why are there these clothes in your suitcase? I remember we were here looking for someone."
"Don't be so harsh. Look, this is where it comes in handy, isn't it?"
Rong Le slowly straightened her sleeves, her tone frivolous, "It's time to close the net after the past few days of planning."
As he spoke, he waved to Baiyue with a smile and turned to go downstairs.
**
The sky outside the window gradually darkened, the cold wind gradually blew, and the withered yellow leaves were blown away by the wind.
A warm fireplace burned in the manor hall, and Harry hummed a song as he laid out the most beautiful flowers for the dining table.
The old record played slowly, playing lingering music. Harry was dressed appropriately and had set the dining table meticulously.
There were no guests, no banquet, and only two chairs at the end of the long table.
Harry did not share the idea of beauty with others. Although he was a very generous man and possessed the virtue of tolerance that a gentleman should have, this did not work for him.
The spoils can only be enjoyed by oneself, just like a dragon guarding the treasure, not allowing others to peek.
The same goes for beauty in his eyes.
"Why hasn't my detective come yet? I've already changed several songs on the record. If I can't see my beloved again, I won't be able to control my longing for her." Harry paced in the hall and sighed.
"I'm deeply sorry to have kept you waiting."
Harry turned around in surprise.
This detective who suddenly appeared was completely in line with his aesthetic taste.
Whether it was her well-mannered manners, rich knowledge, or beautiful face, they were all different from the dusty gems he had seen before.
Rong Le, who was standing in front of him, had been polished into the most perfect appearance by time.
"How good of you to come, Detective."
Harry's expression was just the right amount of guilt. "After all, it was me who asked the butler to inform you that today's banquet was cancelled, but I still wanted to have dinner with you."
...Yes, the banquet is cancelled.
If it was an ambitious person who really wanted to climb up the social ladder and had a weak tolerance, he would probably lose his composure in front of the housekeeper who reported the news. Rong Le was slightly stunned when he heard the news, and then calmly accepted the new invitation.
The cancellation of the banquet was within his expectations.
Harry was very experienced in keeping people in suspense. Perhaps because he had seen so many people trying to curry favor with him, he was able to take full advantage of them when dealing with them.
First, use the banquet as bait to lure the prey into the trap, fully enjoy the prey's wholehearted dedication and flattery, and after fully enjoying the fun, notify the prey to postpone the banquet.
But as compensation, he would still have dinner with them.
It's like teasing a small animal with bait. In order to achieve the goal, you have to hold on to the only rope - if Rong Le is really the prey.
From the very beginning, the identities of hunter and prey were completely opposite to what Harry had imagined.
"In my opinion, you are the most important."
The corners of Rong Le's mouth were slightly curved, and her long hair was tied into a strand with a dark green hairband, hanging down on her shoulders, with smooth and delicate lines.
In the elegantly decorated hall, the light and shadow made him look mysterious and indifferent at the moment. In his deep dark green eyes, a strange divinity was revealed from under his half-closed long eyelashes.
"I think, only when we are alone together like this, can I truly understand your heart."
Harry couldn't help but show a pleased expression.
The detective, like Ollie, was different, and he should have realized that.
He almost eagerly invited him to take a seat.
Rong Le followed his instructions and sat on the chair to the left of the main seat. The arrival of the guests meant that the dinner officially began. Following Harry's instructions, the servants of the manor quickly took action.
Several dishes were placed on the exquisite table. The servant lifted the lid, and the exquisite dishes appeared before their eyes, looking particularly tempting under the light.
Harry sat in the main seat and gave Rong Le a thoughtful introduction:
"This is a specialty of Portland. The fish here is firm and delicious, carefully prepared by a chef with many years of experience. I hope you like it."
Rong Le tapped the cutlery in front of her lightly, then said as if remembering something, "Come to think of it, I came across a case related to this when I was doing investigations elsewhere."
"oh?"
Harry showed an interested expression: "I'd like to hear more about it."
Rong Le smiled and said, "Because of my profession, this story cannot be considered a case in the public sense. Its files are still sealed in top-secret archives. No one knows about this matter except the investigators who participated at the time."
“This is a story about appetite.”
"That was one spring three years ago. A major terrorist incident broke out in the most prosperous city on the Asian peninsula."
…
This year he just started working as a visiting professor at Miskatonic University.
Because he was specially invited to join the company, Rong Le had little experience and needed to make achievements to increase his bargaining chips. After the case report was submitted, he received a task to recruit several outstanding students and lead a team to the scene of the crime to investigate.
As the team leader, Rong Le's main job is to protect the little ones who are out in the world and to write reports at the same time.
Because there were companies of the Baiyue Family Consortium in that place, Rong Le was arranged to stay in a hotel under the name of the consortium as soon as she got off the plane.
The kids disguised themselves and came to the city as tourists.
As one of the most prosperous cities in the country, the occurrence of a terrorist incident would bring about greater radiation damage. The case report handed over by the local police has reached Rong Le, and the local special department has also arranged identities for them.
These arrangements were enough to allow Rong Le and the others to have unimpeded access to the crime scene. From now on, he had the right to intervene in the case.
——The cause of the incident was collective death.
The deceased had gathered in a bar to drink. According to the owner's recollection, they were in an unusually excited mental state. Within a few days, they were found dead at home one after another.
The local authorities did not take the matter seriously at first, but as the death toll gradually increased, the victims died in an irregular manner, and people of different residences and identities died in the same way one after another.
The truth gradually became known and caused panic among the people.
In order to prevent the incident from further escalating, the local department immediately submitted a case report, hoping to apply for professional and excellent investigators to help them.
"I guess some despicable people are trying to gather together and use dangerous means to satisfy their desires."
When everyone in the team gathered together to discuss, the upright eldest disciple expressed his opinion.
"So what do you think? Let me make it clear in advance that as the team leader, I am only responsible for protecting you in critical moments. Most of the cases will depend on you to handle them yourselves." Rong Le said.
"Huh? But without a teacher, we..." The female students in the team hesitated.
"I'm fine!" the eldest disciple shouted. "You don't need Teacher to help me. I can take care of them all by myself!"
"Little Tina, stop bragging!" teammates hurriedly dissuaded her.
"Don't call me Little Tina!"
The handsome young man said righteously.
Rong Le held her chin and watched everyone formulate a battle plan leisurely.
Unlike others, Tina is not only his student, but also his adopted child.
Tina's appearance is very ordinary, with a face that can blend perfectly into a crowd, but in the team, no one can ignore his strength.
In the investigator circle, he is also known as the "Fighting Goddess".
That’s right, this name is the product of Rong Le’s bad taste.
When he first picked up this little kid, he was withdrawn and autistic, and seemed to have a very strong sense of self-esteem.
After going to school, Tina looked even more dull and inconspicuous because she was surrounded by talented people who were as dazzling as the sun.
Rong Le often thinks of various ways to tease him.
Although it was a bit unkind, looking at the blush on the boy's face, he felt that he looked much more pleasing to the eye when he looked full of energy.
Tina was somewhat resistant to this feminine name, but was also unwilling to accept any other name. She was stubborn and difficult to discipline.
Over time, Rong Le's colleagues would use adjectives such as "that little wolf cub" and "your child" when referring to him.
When Tina first picked him up, he was wild and difficult to tame, and even attacked investigators of the same level. Later, after being severely punished by Rong Le, he became much more obedient and only gave verbal warnings.
Rong Le would often tease him by using his name, and Tina would just be helpless and furious.
His voice was slightly hoarse, and his tone was dangerous as he said, "What the teacher can do, I can do too one day."
"That's right." Rong Le propped up her chin with her fingers and smiled, "Tina is the best."
"It's Tina, not Tina!"
Rong Le touched his head soothingly, and the little brat instantly fell silent, with the tips of his ears flushed.
In short, the investigation began.
…
The first thing to do is to reinvestigate the deceased, with home addresses, interpersonal relationships, and movements being the focus of the investigation.
The body of the deceased was unrecognizable, and Rong Le's inspiration could not obtain much information because of the incomplete soul.
But he could sense a unique pattern from it. Rather than a curse, what he sensed from the dead was more of a pilgrimage-like sacrifice.
This was a premeditated case.
There are many gods willing to accept sacrifices, and Rong Le is not sure about the specific direction for the time being.
Perhaps the person who planned this conspiracy this time was not an "old friend" he knew. This kind of action that could cause great terror would only be eliminated in Rong Le's eyes.
As the investigation deepened, the course of the case gradually unfolded before Rong Le's eyes.
This is an organized crime involving multiple people. They use some method to lure victims, and brainwash and hypnotize them during the process of gradual contact. The lured people become sacrifices for pagans without even realizing it.
When they voluntarily sacrifice themselves, they do not remember that they have already deviated from their original purpose and stepped into endless madness.
The fledgling investigators were running wild like cubs released from a cage, and the criminals were sensitive to the situation and immediately calmed down.
Although it was amusing to see the little brats jumping around anxiously in search of no clues, Rong Le knew they would not stop committing crimes.
Just as he thought, the mastermind gradually lost his patience during the unrestrained investigation of the boys.
At first, seeing these young people being so arrogant and high-profile, I thought they were accompanied by experienced "umbrella protectors".
Later, when they found that there were no more powerful investigators guarding them, they gradually became tempted.
In particular, the little brat who was leading the group, with a cold face and an air of "I am the best in the world", was the most brutal and almost killed his way through one of their important bases.
As an absolute force of force, Tina is trustworthy in combat. He has been a bully in the neighborhood since he was a child and a tough nut to crack in the underground world.
Later, it was picked up by Rong Le who was passing by, and was taken with her and taught carefully. Only then did the dusty gem gradually emit a dazzling light.
Otherwise, if you continue to grow up in that kind of place, your future life will be foreseeably bad.
After several attempts, the enemy finally showed its brutal claws and began to frequently attack this group of young investigators, with its naked murderous intent not concealed at all.
Until this moment, Rong Le finally got a glimpse of the origin of everything, the source that caused human beings to become evil and crazy.
The Book of Isay.*
It contains a wealth of information on spells, rituals, methods of communicating with gods, and other esoteric knowledge. According to the laws of esotericism, books that contain knowledge beyond human cognition are themselves esoteric artifacts.
Humans who possess it will gradually be contaminated by the demonic charm it exudes, until they completely lose their sanity and fall into endless madness.
This is also very famous in history. Because the content it records is too mysterious and powerful, it has been translated into many language versions. The Miskatonic University Library has a collection of its remaining pages.
Rong Le had not expected that he would find here a highly complete English version of the Book of Isai, which brought the pagans of this city together.
They learned about the existence of Tia, the goddess of greed and fertility, from the book and began to worship and sacrifice to this god. By learning the knowledge in the book, they began to look for people with appearance anxiety to seduce them. Gradually, they gathered a group of men and women of different identities and statuses.
These people who desire to have better appearances gather together and go astray for their own desires.
The price of trading with taboos is as it appears now, but the victims who have been completely brainwashed can no longer be saved.
Rong Le thought so as she stood on the battlefield after the melee.
"teacher."
The disabled but strong-willed senior disciple jumped off the stretcher despite being stopped, climbed onto the stairs and stared at him.
"Little Tina, how do you think humans can resist the madness that is bound to come?"
He asked calmly.
The medical staff on the side couldn't help but hold their breath and quietly looked at the young man standing in the ashes of the battlefield.
The commander-in-chief of this operation, a young man who has achieved such great achievements in just a few months of entering the school.
He was wearing casual clothes, standing on the battlefield after the cruelty and madness raged, but he did not look ordinary at all. The people in the combat unit were still cleaning up the battlefield, and these members of the militant faction who had previously looked ferocious were walking around the commander-in-chief.
But this young and handsome commander-in-chief was thinking about this question.
Tina's answer was straightforward: "There's no way to resist it. If you go crazy, just die quickly and save others from the workload."
Tina's words were harsh, but without a trace of malice.
"Survival is a human instinct. I respect everyone's decision, especially the investigator who stares into the abyss."
"I will deliver them a fatal blow and bring them relief."
"Because as investigators, we might want to be redeemed rather than lose our minds," Tina said expressionlessly. "That's what I think."
The temperature today was very comfortable, and the soft wind wrapped around Rong Le's body. He stood on a high place, looking at the people coming and going below. Everyone had a smile on their face as if they had survived a disaster.
He tilted his head slightly, and the warm sunlight filtered through his hair. His dark green eyes became hazy after being illuminated by the morning sun.
"...Then, if one day comes, it will be up to you to free me."
He said so calmly.
“…”
"After investigation, we discovered a shocking scene in a secret base where the deceased people often gathered before their death."
Rong Le twisted the fork and said lightly:
"The place was filled with blood and pieces of flesh, blood-stained knives were randomly piled up, the limbs of an unknown animal were thrown on the ground, and there were vaguely visible torsos hanging in the air."
"In the center stood a large cauldron, boiling water bubbling inside. The air was filled with a foul stench, as if we had strayed into a slaughterhouse. The people traveling with us were nauseated and vomited. And it was here that the true truth of this case lay hidden."
Rong Le leaned closer to Harry, her deep green eyes like a deep, cold well.
In Harry's opinion, those mysterious eyes were full of the desire to explore, and the almost decadent beauty was like the whisper of the devil.
What's even more terrifying is that Harry even shamefully wavered for a moment.
But he soon put on an impeccable smile, like an ordinary gentleman, and regarded all this as a test of his devout faith.
Rong Le whispered with a smile:
"A grimoire gave birth to a group of fanatical believers who dominated their own kind, blinded by knowledge and power. This is the cruel reality."
…
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