Chapter 535: Bad Luck or Misfortune?

Facing Li Ang, who was not only cautious but also quite shameless, the scarred Director, having been "freeloaded" for five questions, angrily made a rather obscene gesture at him.

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

Although the scarred strong man's breathing and heartbeat were still normal, Leon knew very well that his soul was gone. What remained in place was just an empty shell without a soul.

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

Looking at the scarred strong man who fell on the table, Leon couldn't help but shake his head, then urged the Holy Spirit Pendant, carefully fiddling with the other party's body, confirming that there was nothing that would explode upon touch, only then did he lean over bit by bit, and then started to search him all over.

Because he didn't know what the "carrier" of the other party's anomalous object was, Leon 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, and handkerchiefs. No items belonging to the "anomalous range" were found.

So... is his ability similar to the director's 【Love of No Memory】, both carried by "himself", rather than entrusted to something?

After frowning and pondering for a while, Leon started 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 previous user's soul shattering, the third ability cannot be detected temporarily, needing to wait for repair or re-forging】

【Price:?】

【File: One of the large number of functional anomalous objects created by the Cleanup Bureau's Water Bottle Director to achieve wishes, tentatively numbered 0116.

Because the previous user had 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 Leon Laien】

【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 Cleanup Bureau and processed, it should be able to extract a good anomalous object. Although it has poor compatibility with you, there should be someone interested in it】

【Infection Value:?】

"..."

Alright... it seems that like the time with 【Money-Changing Toad】, it suffered damage due to soul shattering, but the degree is much better. At least it can still see what the ability is.

After reading the information given by 【Materialist Soul】, Leon couldn't help but shake his head slightly, then reached into the shopping bag and touched the head of the young Ha.

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

"Woof~"

Receiving the instruction, the young Ha stepped on the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang's head and stood up swaying, first leaning on the edge of the shopping bag to look at the scarred strong man, 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 Ha's somewhat chaotic expression, he took out a small mirror and shook it at the window, transferring the scarred strong man into the mirror he carried with him. Leon touched the young Ha, who had a tired look, and left the director's office of the Secret Investigation Bureau without alarming anyone, walking 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 collapse of the dungeon finally attracted the attention of everyone in the lobby.

"Hurry! There are still two injured people below! Carry them out quickly!"

"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, Leon, who had just gone down to the first floor, subconsciously took out the 【Infection Blood Bandage】, wanting to help them treat it, but after looking at the chaotic crowd in the lobby, he finally gave up this plan, instead wrapping the bandage back to 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 objects. It would be better to apply to the bureau later to see if their medical expenses could be reimbursed, and then give as much compensation 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...

While thinking, Leon checked the state of the injured people again with the help of soul vision, confirming that they were all minor injuries, he couldn't help but feel slightly relieved, then walked toward the female police officer in the corner of the lobby.

"How is it?"

The female police officer, who had been staring at the stairwell, had already seen Leon's figure and walked up limping, asking with a complex expression:

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

"Mm."

Leon nodded and said:

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

Committed suicide...

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

"Cheap for 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 harm her to death, and there are several others... where did that bastard die?"

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

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

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

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

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

Looking up at Leon, the female police officer nodded thoughtfully:

"Anyway, that bastard is already dead, and Aunt Martha and the others' revenge can be considered avenged. And the director being kidnapped sounds better than the director being a rebel who infiltrated the Secret Investigation Bureau.

After all, if it is really confirmed that he is a spy, I am afraid the entire Secret Investigation Bureau will be investigated, and even temporary banning and reorganization are possible.

And during this chaotic gap, the rebels will definitely take the opportunity to cause destruction, causing a large number of deaths and injuries... Is that what you think?"

"..." Actually, no... I just simply wanted to add some trouble to the rebels. The point of this statement is not the scarred strong man's identity, but that the rebels took the opportunity to take away a large amount of confidential intelligence.

As for the content of the black material, it is best to be the 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 have suddenly suffered double strikes from all sides, I think they can also calm down for a while and won't be thinking about coming to find trouble with me immediately.

"Almost, almost."

Following the female police officer's meaning, after fooling around with two sentences, looking at her obviously somewhat awkward standing posture, Leon 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. But your hand... hm? Where is the wound on your hand?"

Grabbing Leon'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 the matter was settled, the female police officer, who had already accumulated a belly of questions, finally got the opportunity to ask questions. She hurriedly grabbed Leon's hem and leaned over to ask in a low voice:

"Why could he be resurrected after death, and why could he turn into more than ten? Also, what's going on with you? Why could 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, Leon couldn't help but have a headache, then said perfunctorily:

"I see you are also very busy here. Why don't we do our own things first? Wait until tomorrow, I'll explain it to you tomorrow when I'm done, okay?"

"Okay..."

Not knowing that after tonight, the Cleanup Bureau's Evil God Brain would clear all memories related to anomalies, after getting the promise from Leon's mouth, the female police officer only hesitated slightly and let go of him, then instructed with a serious face:

"I'll wait for you in the office tomorrow. You must come find me when you're done! Don't lie!"

"Definitely, definitely!"

After making a promise whose reliability was similar to "next time definitely", Leon carried his things and left the chaotic Secret Investigation Bureau quickly. Then he didn't immediately return to the Cleanup Bureau to report, but walked toward the main road outside the Municipal District, preparing to take a public carriage.

Nothing else, mainly because the scarred strong man really couldn't be considered a good opponent. From the time he left the Cleanup Bureau until now, not even an hour had passed, and he had already solved him.

If he went on an external mission and came back in half an hour, and only left the bureau for six or seven hundred meters, I am afraid even the director would be embarrassed to help him report the subsidy. 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 might as well have returned to the bureau first.

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

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

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

"What's wrong?"

Probably sensing Leon's hesitation and incomprehension through soul vision, the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang couldn't help but shake its head and asked curiously:

"Isn't that rebel already solved? What are you still pondering about, kid?"

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

After hesitating slightly, Leon expressed 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 I'm possessed by Conan..."

"Which demon god is Conan?"

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

My meaning is, ever since joining the Cleanup Bureau, every time I want to do something actively, it seems that I will always encounter some sudden situations. Am I infected with some anomalous object that can bring bad luck to people?"

"Nonsense!"

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

"Although your potential is good, you are only a third-level cleanup officer in the Cleanup Bureau now. People like you are all over the Cleanup Bureau. Who would specifically use a bad-luck-type anomalous object on you? Compared to using an anomalous object to ruin your luck, isn't it more convenient to just kill you directly?"

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

"It's not that you are unlucky, but that you are now an employee of the Cleanup Bureau and have to actively look for anomalous objects, so the frequency of contacting anomalous objects has become higher. Almost being cut to death by that old man was because of this."

After glancing at the "superstitious" Leon with disdain, a certain great demon said firmly:

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

Hm... that's true...

Being slightly persuaded by the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang, Leon thought about it, but couldn't help but shake his head again:

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

"Hehe, what do you mean by you happen to catch up? It's that the things you encountered in the past affected the things now, so you will feel that things keep happening.

For example, that scarred guy today, I guess he had been eyeing you for a long time. If you didn't go to the Secret Investigation Bureau, he definitely wouldn't dare to make a move easily. But as long as you went to the Secret Investigation Bureau and saw you actively delivering yourself to the door, he definitely couldn't help it! Can this be called catching up?"

"..."

Indeed, if I didn't go to the Secret Investigation Bureau, that scarred director really wouldn't jump out to make trouble. Eight out of ten times he would continue to hide...

After listening to the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang's words, Leon thought about it and felt it was indeed like this, but for some reason, vaguely it still felt a bit wrong.

And seeing his soul fire still swaying, looking hesitant, the Hearing Hearing Heishanyang couldn't help but say 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 smoothly, then it's you thinking too much. If something goes wrong in the middle, we'll find a way to help you check, how about it?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 536 =====