Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 57 The Hanged Man

"Is this...death?"

Seeing the golden toad statue on the altar lose its original golden color and become as dull as a clay statue, the people in the secret room who were full of expectations could not help but be shocked.

"How can it be?!"

The most excited was a middle-aged man with blond hair. He looked at the cracked toad statue and said in disbelief:
"I have clearly investigated! Old Charles is just an ordinary person except for his particularly accurate business vision. How could he possibly stop the Holy Spirit of the Scale Gold Cult? Something must have happened over there that we don't know about!"

"There are so many things you don't know!"

Looking at the broken statue on the altar with great distress, an old man with a rose emblem embroidered on his chest slammed the table and shouted at the middle-aged man with anger in his eyes:
"Thomas! We agreed at the beginning that if we cooperate with you to crush Charles's Department Store, the Ryan family will invest with the York family to expand our Masaini department store.

In the end, the shares of Rose Department Store were given to you! We also invested in the water power company! We also worked together to dig across the dam of the Ministry of Highways! But Rose Department Store not only did not grow, but was about to be squeezed out! "

As if he was not satisfied enough after saying this, the old man from the Masaini family pounded the table vigorously and yelled at the blond middle-aged man in a completely unmannerly manner:

“You said that Old Charles’ promotion had kidnapped too many people, and you didn’t have any good solutions, so you could only use some abnormal means to solve it.

All right! Then I'll use an abnormal method. I'll even invite the Holy Spirit of the Golden Cult to you! Is this method abnormal enough?

You bastard, didn’t you say that as long as the Holy Spirit descended and caused a mass death incident, you could find an excuse to ask the municipal government to order the suspension of the promotion of Charles Department Store on the grounds of safety, strangling its last breath...

But what was the result? Tell me what was the result? The Holy Spirit died!!! How can I explain this to the Chengjin Sect? You are simply…"

"enough!"

Seeing that the old man in fancy clothes was becoming more and more impolite, the blond middle-aged man's expression darkened, and he asked in a very unpleasant manner:

"I am a human! Not an omniscient god! How can I possibly predict such a low-probability event?

Also, I didn't intend to involve you, the Masaini family, in the first place. You were the one who insisted on coming here! You even invited the Holy Spirit of the Golden Cult!

And have you forgotten? In order to invite that toad, you asked us for so much good? In the end, you were slaughtered without even a sound! I think your so-called "Shengjin Sect" is simply..."

"You two, stop it."

Just when the conflict between the two sides was about to break out completely, a cold and hard voice full of the smell of "ice chips" sounded, curbing the situation that was about to escalate.

"Sir Thomas."

After calling the blond middle-aged man's name, the black-robed man at the main seat turned around, stared at him seriously and said:

"Although the Golden Scale Sect is not a big sect, there is a true god behind it. If you don't want to be assassinated by them endlessly, you'd better be careful about what you say. In addition..."

After turning his head to look at the old man in fancy clothes with murderous eyes, the man in black robe continued to speak in a shivering cold voice without any emotion:

"The Holy Spirit you invited was not killed by anyone, but encountered some incomprehensible situation, which caused it to doubt the ideas it had always believed in, so it went to destruction."

After hearing the black-robed man's judgment, the York family representative, who had remained silent, couldn't help but ask in a surprised voice:
"Just because of a suspicion...it died?"

"It's not just doubt, it's that I can no longer convince myself... But it's not wrong for you to understand it that way.

As holy spirits born from faith and concepts, their existence itself is a combination of beliefs and rules. When they begin to doubt what they firmly believe in, they are deprived of the meaning of existence and will naturally die uncontrollably. "

At this point, the man in black robe shook his head and concluded indifferently:
“Only extremes will be remembered, only paranoia will dare to move forward, and only madness can understand greatness.”

"For you humans, this extreme obsession with ideas may be difficult to accept, but this obsession is precisely the source of the Holy Spirit's strength, and also their most fatal weakness. If you still can't understand, just imagine them as the Hanged Man who firmly believes that the sky is below and the earth is above, and therefore can walk freely in the sky.

Once they begin to doubt the ideas they firmly believed in, it means that they have destroyed the rationality of standing in the sky, and they can only fall from the sky with their hands and feet dancing, and fall to the ground alive... Do you understand?"

"I think I understand a little bit..."

The York family frowned and thought for a moment, then asked:

"So... what happened to the Holy Spirit of the Scale Gold Cult? Can you guess it?"

“I can almost guess it.”

The black-robed man narrowed his eyes upon hearing this and said expressionlessly:

"If it were somewhere else, it might not be so easy to guess, but since it's in the capital... the person who can completely destroy a Holy Spirit's idea can only be that person."

……

"Ah sneeze!!!"

Strange... Can I still sneeze?
After rubbing his suddenly itchy nose in surprise, the red-haired director in the office sat up straight and opened the file in his hand with a look of curiosity.

[Report on the clean-up of the Holy Spirit Pentecost incident of the Jin Cult]

[Event Rating: Disaster Level]

[Event status: cleared]

[Event handler: Leon Ryan]

[Use abnormal objects: Devil's horn, Witch's broom]

[Casualties: 1 person slightly injured]

【…】

at the same time……

"I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry!!!"

Looking at Leon, who was wrapped in a thick bandage on the bed and had a neck brace under his neck, the baby-faced girl in a professional dress couldn't help but bow to the ground and apologized with tears in her eyes:
"When I ordered the money box, if I had been more careful during the inspection and had someone reinforce the box, you wouldn't have been hit by the golden wheel that fell from the box! Woo... It's all my fault..."

Um... My injury is really not your fault...

Looking at the baby-faced girl in front of him crying sadly with swollen eyes, and Lyon who was lying on the hospital bed with his cervical vertebrae and ribs injured by the golden wheel, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

If I remember correctly, the Red Brick Road Hospital incident was modified by the Evil God's Brain into a gas pipeline explosion, and you were blamed for improper acceptance, and the person who came to apologize in tears was you.

And this time, the event of the descent of the Holy Spirit was modified into an accident in which the golden wheel in the cash box collapsed and injured myself who was passing by. But you were still the one who took the blame and came to me crying and apologizing.

Looking at the baby-faced girl in front of him who was crying very sadly, Leon couldn't help but smacked his lips with a complicated expression.

Girl...is your luck a little bad?

(End of this chapter)