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Chapter 133: 132 Bad Luck or Bad Fate?

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132 Bad Luck or Bad Fate?

Facing Leon, who was not only cautious but also quite shameless, the Scar-faced Director, having been "freeloaded" for five questions, angrily gave him a rather obscene gesture.

Subsequently, his soul split into two, turning into two identical dark flames, colliding, entangling, and strangling each other, and then extinguished instantly with a puff, and his body also fell onto the table at the same time.

Is the way of committing suicide actually soul annihilation? Then I really can't stop it.

Looking at the scarred strong man who fell onto the table, Li Ang couldn't help but shake his head, then urged the Holy Spirit Pendant, carefully poked the other party's body, confirmed that there was nothing that would explode upon touch, and then leaned over little by little, and then began to grope around.

Since he didn't know what the "carrier" of the other party's anomalous item was, Li Ang had to rely on a pair of hands to carefully check the scarred strong man's personal belongings. Not only the pockets of his clothes and pants, but even all the places where pockets might have been sewn were carefully pinched.

However, although some small items were indeed found, they were all things like ink pens, notebooks, handkerchiefs, etc., and no items belonging to the "anomalous range" were found.

So... is his ability similar to the Director's 【Memoryless Love】, which is carried by "himself" rather than entrusted to something?

After pondering for a while, Li Ang began to touch the scarred strong man's body directly. Sure enough, after directly touching the other party's skin, 【Materialist Soul】 finally flickered.

【Encountered... Materialist... Information】

【Name: Replica Workshop (Replication, Replacement,?)】

【Appearance:?】

【Ability: After setting a small area as a workshop, it can replicate all non-anomalous things within the range and forcibly replace the original things. The replaced things will be temporarily thrown into another world.】

【Due to the soul fragmentation of the previous user, the third ability cannot be detected temporarily, and it needs to wait for repair or re-forging】

【Cost:?】

【File: One of the large number of functional anomalous items created by the Water Bottle Director of the Cleaning Bureau to achieve wishes, tentatively numbered 0116.】

【Due to the previous user having suffered shameless deception before dying, a large number of resentful soul fragments were retained, so it has poor compatibility with human individuals who are untrustworthy or named Li Ang】

【Evaluation: A fairly excellent ability. Although the upper limit is not high, the concealment is extremely strong. In some special situations, it can exert quite good effects.】

【After being handed over to the Cleaning Bureau and processed, a good anomalous item should be extracted. Although it has poor compatibility with you, someone should be interested in it】

【Infection Value:?】

"..."

Fine... It seems that like the 【Wealth-Changing Toad】 time, it suffered damage due to soul fragmentation, but it's much better in degree. At least I can see what the ability is.

After reading the information given by 【Materialist Soul】, Li Ang couldn't help but shake his head slightly, then reached into the shopping bag and touched the young Husky's forehead.

"Do me a favor, put him into the mirror first."

"Woof~"

Receiving the instruction, the young Husky stood up shakily, stepping on the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang's head. First, it looked at the scarred strong man by the edge of the shopping bag, then barked at the office window.

The next moment, the scarred strong man in the real world disappeared instantly, while in the reflection on the window, his shadow lying on the table became much deeper.

According to the young Husky's somewhat chaotic expression, Li Ang took out the small mirror and waved it at the window, transferred the scarred strong man into the mirror he carried with him, touched the young Husky, who looked exhausted, got up and left the Secret Investigation Bureau Director's office, didn't alert anyone, and walked toward the stairwell again.

After the scarred strong man's ability was lifted, the Secret Investigation Bureau, which had been isolated in another "layer," had returned to normal, and the situation of the dungeon collapsing finally attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

"Quick! There are two injured people below! Carry them out!"

"Go call a car, someone was smashed and injured!"

"Too slow, use the Bureau's official car directly!"

Looking at the six or seven injured people covered in dust, Li Ang, who had just reached the first floor, subconsciously took out the 【Infected Blood Bandage】, wanting to help them treat it, but after looking at the chaotic crowd in the hall, he finally gave up the idea and wrapped the bandage back around the back of his hand.

It's not that he lacked the physical strength to perform treatment, but there were too many people now, and it was not suitable to use anomalous items. It would be better to apply to the Bureau later to see if their medical expenses could be reimbursed, and then give some compensation as much as possible. If the Bureau didn't give it, he would deduct it from his own salary, after all, the dungeon was collapsed by himself...

Li Ang thought while relying on soul vision to check the status of the injured again, and after confirming that they were all minor injuries, he felt slightly relieved, then walked toward the female police officer in the corner of the hall.

"How is it?"

The female police officer, who had been staring at the stairwell, had already seen Li Ang's figure, limped over, and asked with a complicated expression:

"Someone discovered the situation in the dungeon, and the Bureau seemed to have suddenly returned to normal, so I brought them up. The Director... what about that person? Did you solve him?"

"Hmm."

Li Ang nodded:

"In order to avoid being asked for more things, he committed suicide directly. I couldn't stop him."

Committed suicide...

Hearing this, the female police officer bit her lip, her eyes slightly sad, but finally said hatefully:

"Cheapened him! Aunt Martha was such a good person, she never blushed with anyone in the Bureau for many years. This bastard actually had the heart to kill her, and there are several others... where did that bastard die?"

"In the office upstairs, but the body was taken away by me, and there is nothing left above... By the way!"

After answering the female police officer's question, Li Ang pondered slightly, then suggested:

"Why don't you say he is a rebel? If anyone asks, just say that the rebels attacked your Secret Investigation Bureau's dungeon, not only rescued the prisoners inside but also kidnapped the Director of the Secret Investigation Bureau and took away a large amount of confidential information."

Hearing this, the female police officer couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Why say that? Even if he does things carefully, I can definitely find out if I put my mind to it. By then... um... I see."

After looking up at Li Ang, the female police officer nodded thoughtfully:

"Anyway, that bastard is already dead, and Aunt Martha's revenge can be considered avenged. And the Director being kidnapped sounds better than the Director being a rebel mixed into the Secret Investigation Bureau."

"After all, if it is really confirmed that he is a spy, the entire Secret Investigation Bureau will be subject to investigation, and even temporary banning and reorganization are possible."

"And during this chaotic transition period, the rebels will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble, causing a large number of casualties... Are you thinking this way?"

"..."

Actually, no... I just simply want to add some blockage to the rebels. The point of this statement is not the identity of the scarred strong man, but that the rebels took the opportunity to steal a large amount of confidential information.

As for the content of the black material, it is best to be black material of various nobles, officials, and big businessmen. Now that there is no insider at the high level of the Secret Investigation Bureau, and they are suddenly subjected to doubled attacks from all sides, I think they can also calm down for a while and won't think about coming to find trouble with me immediately.

"About the same, about the same."

After following the female police officer's meaning and fooling around for two sentences, looking at her obviously awkward standing posture, Li Ang suggested:

"Your leg was also smashed? Why don't you go to the hospital to treat it first? I see they still have empty seats in the car..."

"No need! I'll just go back and apply some medicine myself. On the contrary, your hand... um? Where is the wound on your hand?"

Grabbing Li Ang's left palm and looking at the skin that had grown back, the female police officer couldn't help but be full of surprise:

"You... it was clearly quite serious just now, how did it get better after wrapping it with a bandage?"

"Uh..."

"By the way, how did you guys do it before?"

Now that things have settled, the female police officer, who had already saved a stomach of questions, finally got the opportunity to ask questions. She grabbed Li Ang's corner, leaned over, and asked in a low voice:

"Why can he be resurrected after death, and why can he turn into more than a dozen? And what's going on with you? Why can you block so many nails? Why did the dungeon collapse directly after you pulled me to the corner? And..."

"Uh... I still have work to do..."

Hearing this series of "whys" from the female police officer, Li Ang couldn't help but have a headache, then opened his mouth to prevaricate:

"I see you are also very busy here. Why don't we each do our own things first? Wait until tomorrow, tomorrow when I finish my work, I will explain to you, okay?"

"Okay..."

Not knowing that after tonight, the Evil God Brain of the Cleaning Bureau would clear all memories related to anomalies, after getting the promise from Li Ang's mouth, the female police officer let go of him after only a slight hesitation, then instructed seriously:

"I'll wait for you in the office tomorrow. You must come to find me when you finish your work! Don't lie!"

"Definitely, definitely!"

After making a promise that was about as reliable as "next time definitely," Li Ang carried his things and left the chaotic Secret Investigation Bureau quickly, and didn't go back to the Cleaning Bureau to report immediately, but walked toward the main road outside the Municipal District, preparing to take a public carriage.

It was nothing else. The scarred strong man really couldn't be counted as a good opponent. From the time he left the Cleaning Bureau until now, not even an hour had passed, and he had already solved him.

If he went out on an external mission and came back in less than half an hour, and only left the Bureau for six or seven hundred meters, he was afraid that even the Director would be embarrassed to help him report the subsidy. It's better to go to the Rose Manor to save people first.

Damn, actually missed the car. Now I have to wait for more than half an hour in vain. If I had known, I would have gone back to the Bureau first.

After running to the vicinity of the station, looking at the public carriage that had just disappeared from his field of vision, Li Ang couldn't help but rub his eyebrows in annoyance, feeling that his luck during this period was really a bit bad.

Sister hospitalized, encountered an out-of-control infected person; investigated the middle-aged nurse, almost cut in two by a strong old man; went to the shopping plaza to deliver things, accidentally encountered the Holy Spirit of the Weighing Gold Sect; just wanted to ask for a bandage, but was targeted by rebels and trapped in the dungeon.

Although there were no major problems in the end, and he successfully survived them all, he really had a feeling of being possessed by a god of decay, where things happen wherever he goes...

"What's wrong?"

Probably because he noticed Li Ang's hesitation and confusion through soul vision, the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang shook its head and said curiously:

"Aren't those rebels all solved? What are you still pondering, kid?"

"It's not a big deal..."

After hesitating for a while, Li Ang said his suspicion:

"I'm thinking, is the frequency of me encountering anomalies a bit too high? Why do things happen wherever I go, as if Conan is possessed..."

"Which demon god is Conan?"

"Uh... he is not any demon god, he is a... forget it, don't mention him."

"My meaning is, since joining the Cleaning Bureau, every time I want to take the initiative to do something, I seem to encounter some sudden situations. Did I hit some anomalous item that brings bad luck to people?"

"Nonsense!"

After listening to Li Ang's suspicion, the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang couldn't help but sneer:

"Although your potential is good, you are just a Third-Level Cleaner in the Cleaning Bureau now. There are a lot of people like you in the Cleaning Bureau. Who would specifically use bad luck-type anomalous items on you? Isn't it more convenient to just do it and kill you?"

"But I seem to be really particularly unlucky..."

"It's not that you are unlucky, but that you are now an employee of the Cleaning Bureau and have to take the initiative to find

anomalous items, so the frequency of contacting anomalous items has become higher. The reason you were almost cut to death by that old man was because of this."

After disdainfully glancing at the "superstitious" Li Ang, a certain Great Demon said firmly:

"The thing at the Red Brick Road Hospital would definitely have broken out on that day whether you joined the Cleaning Bureau or not; the Holy Spirit of the Weighing Gold Sect is the same. As long as Charle Department Store starts selling things in large quantities, those few noble families will find ways to make trouble. You just happened to catch up."

Hmm... that is also true...

Slightly persuaded by the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang, but Li Ang thought about it, and couldn't help but shake his head:

"Those things would happen sooner or later, and it would be the same with or without me, but why do I always happen to catch up?"

"Hehe, what do you mean you happened to catch up? It's that the things you encountered in the past affected the things now, so you feel that things are always happening."

"For example, that scarred guy today. He must have been eyeing you for a long time. If you didn't go to the Secret Investigation Bureau, he definitely wouldn't dare to take action easily. But as long as you went to the Secret Investigation Bureau and saw you take the initiative to send yourself to the door, he would definitely not be able to hold back! Can this be called catching up?"

"..."

Indeed, if I didn't go to the Secret Investigation Bureau, that scarred Director really wouldn't have jumped out to cause trouble. Eight out of ten, he would have continued to lurk...

After listening to the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang's words, Li Ang thought about it and felt that it was indeed the case, but for some reason, vaguely, it still felt a bit wrong.

And seeing that his soul flame was still shaking, looking hesitant, the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang said impatiently:

"Like this, aren't you planning to go to the Rose Manor to save people now? Then let's see if you can save her smoothly!

If everything goes well, then you think too much. If there is any other twist in the middle, then let's find a way to help you check your luck, how about it?" ===== CHAPTER 134 =====

"How about this, aren't you planning to go to the Rose Manor to save someone now? Then let's see if you can smoothly rescue her!

If everything goes smoothly, then you were just overthinking it; if any mishaps occur in the middle, we'll find a way to help you check things out, how about that?"

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