Me! Cleaner!

Chapter 132 Bad luck or bad luck?

Facing Leon, who was not only cautious, but also not very shameless, the scar-faced director, who had been asked five questions in vain, angrily made a rather obscene gesture towards him.

Then his soul suddenly split into two and turned into two identical dark flames, which collided, entangled and strangled each other. Then they were extinguished instantly with a pop, and his body fell on the table at the same time.

Although the scar-faced man's breathing and heartbeat were still normal, Leon knew very well that his soul was no longer there, leaving only an empty shell without a soul.

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

Looking at the scarred man who fell on the table, Leon couldn't help but shook his head, then activated the Holy Spirit Pendant, carefully fiddled with the man's body, and after confirming that there was nothing that would explode at the touch of a touch, he He leaned closer a little, and then began to move his hands up and down.

Since he didn't know what the "carrier" of the opponent's abnormality was, Leon had to rely on his hands to carefully check the scarred man's belongings, not only the pockets of his clothes and trousers, but even all the places where pockets might be sewn. Knead it carefully.

However, although some small items were indeed found, they were all ink pens, notepads, handkerchiefs and the like, and no items within the "abnormal range" were found.

So...is his ability similar to the director's [Memoryless Love]? Is it that he carries it "with himself" instead of being placed on something?

After frowning and pondering for a while, Leon began to directly touch the scarred man's body. As expected, after direct contact with the other person's skin, the [Materialist Soul] finally flickered.

[Encounter...Materialist...Information]

[Name: Fake Workshop (reproduction, replacement,?)]

[Appearance:? 】

[Ability: After setting a small area as a workshop, you can copy all non-abnormal things within the range and forcibly replace the original things. The replaced things will be temporarily thrown into another world.

Due to the broken soul of the previous user, the third ability cannot be detected temporarily and needs to wait for repair or re-forging]

【cost:? 】

[File: One of the large number of functional anomalies created by Director Aquarius of the Cleanup Bureau in order to fulfill his wish, tentatively numbered 0116.

Since the previous user suffered a shameless deception before his death, a large number of resentful soul fragments were retained, so he is less compatible with dishonest human beings, or individuals named Leon Lane]

[Evaluation: A fairly excellent ability. Although the upper limit is not high, it is extremely concealable. In some special circumstances, it can produce quite good effects.

After submitting it to the cleanup bureau and processing, you should be able to extract a good anomaly. Although it is not compatible with you, there should be someone interested in it]

[Dilution value:? 】

“…”

Okay... It seems that it is the same as the [Money Exchange Golden Toad], it was damaged due to the broken soul, but the degree is much better, at least you can still see clearly what the ability is.

After reading the information given by [Materialist Soul], Leon couldn't help but shook his head slightly, then put his hand into the shopping bag and touched Youha's forehead.

"Do me a favor and put him in the mirror first."

"Wow~"

After receiving the instruction, Youha stood up unsteadily on the head of the black goat. He first picked up the edge of the shopping bag and glanced at the scarred man, and then called out to the office window.

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

According to Youha's somewhat confusing expression, he took out a small mirror and shook it towards the window. After transferring the scarred man to the mirror he carried with him, Leon touched Youha who looked tired, got up and left the room of the Director of the Secret Investigation Bureau. In the office, without alerting anyone, he walked towards the stairwell again.

…

After the scar-faced brawny man's ability was lifted, the secret investigation bureau, which was isolated in another "layer", returned to normal, and the collapse of the dungeon finally attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

"Quick! There are two injured people down there! Carry them out quickly!"

"Go call a taxi, someone was injured!"

"It's too slow, just use the bureau's official car!"

Looking at the six or seven disgraced wounded, Leon, who had just descended to the first floor, subconsciously took out the [Plague Infected Blood Belt] and wanted to help them treat them, but after looking at the chaotic crowd in the hall, he finally gave up on this plan. Instead, he wrapped the bandage back on the back of his hand.

It's not that I lack the physical strength to carry out treatment, but there are too many people now, and it is not suitable to use abnormal objects. It is better to apply with the bureau later to see if their medical expenses can be reimbursed, and then try to give them some compensation. If the bureau doesn't give it, it can be deducted from your salary. After all, you collapsed the dungeon yourself...

While thinking about it, Leon relied on his soul vision to check the status of the wounded again. After confirming that they were all minor injuries, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved, and then walked towards the female police officer in the corner of the hall.

"how's it going?"

The female police officer who had been staring at the stairwell had already seen Leon's figure, limped directly to meet him, and asked with a complicated expression:

"Someone discovered the situation in the dungeon. The bureau seemed to have suddenly returned to normal, so I brought them up. Director... Where is that person? Have you solved him?"

"Um."

Leon nodded and said:

"In order to avoid me asking more questions, he committed suicide directly. I couldn't stop him."

committed suicide...

The female police officer bit her lip when she heard this, her eyes were slightly sad, but in the end she still said bitterly:

"He was given an advantage! Aunt Martha was such a good person, and she had never been embarrassed by anyone in the Bureau for many years. This **** actually had the heart to kill her, and so did several other people... Where did the **** die?"

"It's in the office upstairs, but I took the body away, and now there's nothing up there... right!"

After answering the female police officer's question, Leon thought about it for a moment, and then suggested:

"How about you stop calling him a gangster? If anyone asks, just say that the gangsters attacked the dungeon of your Secret Investigation Bureau. Not only did they rescue the prisoners inside, they also kidnapped the director of the Secret Bureau and took him away. A lot of classified information.”

The female police officer couldn't help being slightly startled when she heard this.

"Why do you say that? No matter how careful he is in his work, I will definitely be able to find out if I put my effort into it. When the time comes...well...I know."

After looking up at Leon, the policewoman nodded thoughtfully and said:

"Anyway, that **** is dead, Aunt Martha and the others have had their revenge, and the director being kidnapped sounds better than the fact that the director is a gangster who infiltrated the Secret Bureau.

After all, if it is really confirmed that he is a spy, the entire Secret Investigation Bureau may be censored, or even temporarily banned or reorganized.

And during this chaotic gap, the gangsters will definitely take the opportunity to cause destruction and cause a lot of casualties... Is that what you think? "

"..." Actually no... I just wanted to add some trouble to the gangsters. The point of this statement was not the identity of the scarred man, but that the gangsters took the opportunity to steal a large amount of confidential information.

As for the content of the black material, it is best to have black materials from various nobles, officials, and big businessmen. Now that there are no senior officials from the Secret Bureau to act as internal agents, and they are suddenly under double attack from all parties, they must be able to do something about it. If you calm down for a while, you won't think about trouble coming to me right away.

"Almost, almost."

Following the female police officer's wishes, after a few vague words, and looking at her obviously awkward posture, Leon suggested:

"Your leg was also smashed? Why don't you go to the hospital for treatment first? I think they still have room in the car..."

"No need! I'll just go back and apply some medicine myself, but your hand... hmm? Where's the wound on your hand?"

Grabbing the palm of Leon's left hand and looking at the skin that had grown back, the policewoman couldn't help but said with surprise:

"You... it was obviously quite serious just now, why did it just heal with a bandage?"

"Forehead…"

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

Now that the matter was settled, the policewoman who had already accumulated a lot of questions finally got the opportunity to ask questions. She quickly grabbed Leon's clothes, came over and asked in a low voice:

"Why can he be resurrected after death, and he can also conjure more than a dozen of them? Also, what's wrong with you? Why can you block so many nails? Why did the dungeon immediately open up after you pulled me to stand in the corner? Collapsed? And..."

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"Um...I still have some work to do..."

Hearing the series of reasons given by the female police officer, Leon couldn't help but feel a headache, and then he said perfunctorily:

"I see that you are also very busy here. How about we each do our own thing first and wait until tomorrow? I will explain it to you when I finish my work tomorrow, okay?"

"All right…"

Little did he know that after tonight, the evil brain of the cleanup bureau would erase all memories related to anomalies. After getting the promise from Leon, the female police officer let him go with only a slight hesitation, and then her face was full of expressions. He asked seriously:

"I'll wait for you in the office tomorrow. When you're done, you have to come to me! Don't lie!"

"Definitely!"

After making a promise that was as reliable as "next time", Leon quickly left the chaotic secret investigation bureau with his things. He did not immediately report back to the cleanup bureau, but walked to the main road outside the municipal area. , getting ready to take a public carriage.

Without it, the scarred-faced burly man is really not a good opponent. From the time he left the cleanup bureau to now, not even an hour has passed, but he has already been dealt with.

If he returned from a field trip in more than half an hour and was only six to seven hundred meters away from the bureau, even the director would be embarrassed to apply for the subsidy for him. He might as well go to Rose Manor to rescue the person first.

…

Damn it, I didn't catch the bus. Now I have to wait for more than half an hour in vain. If I had known better, I might as well have gone back to the station.

After jogging all the way to the station, looking at the public carriage that had just disappeared from sight, Leon couldn't help but rub his brows in annoyance, feeling that his luck was really bad during this period.

My sister was hospitalized and met an out-of-control infected person; I investigated a middle-aged nurse and was almost cut in half by a strong old man; I went to a shopping mall to deliver things and unexpectedly encountered the Holy Spirit of the Scales and Gold Sect; I just wanted to ask for a bandage, but was targeted by the gangsters. , directly trapped in the dungeon.

Although there were no major problems in the end and they all survived successfully, it still felt like I was possessed by a degenerate spirit and something was going to happen somewhere...

"What's wrong?"

Probably sensing Leon's hesitation and confusion through his soul vision, Black Goat couldn't help but shook his head and said curiously:

"Hasn't that gangster been dealt with? What are you still thinking about?"

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

After a slight hesitation, Leon expressed his suspicion:

"I'm wondering if the frequency of my encounters with anomalies is a bit too high? Why do things happen wherever I go, as if Conan is possessed..."

"Which demon is Conan?"

"Well...he's not a demon, he's a...forget it, let's not mention him.

What I mean is that since joining the Cleanup Bureau, every time I want to take the initiative to do something, I always seem to encounter some unexpected situations. Have I been hit by some abnormal object that can bring bad luck to people? "

"gab!"

After hearing Leon's suspicion, Black Goat couldn't help but sneered and said:

"Although you have good potential, you are only a third-level cleaner in the cleanup bureau now. There are a lot of people in the cleanup bureau like you. How can anyone specially use doom-type abnormal objects for you? Rather than using abnormal objects to do it It’s bad luck for you, wouldn’t it be easier to kill you directly?”

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

"It's not that you are unlucky, but that you are now an employee of the Cleanup Bureau and have to take the initiative to look for abnormal objects, so the frequency of contact with abnormal objects has become higher. This is why you were almost cut to death by that old man."

After casting a disdainful glance at the "superstitious" Leon, a certain great demon said with determination:

"What happened at the Red Brick Road Hospital, whether you joined the cleanup bureau or not, will definitely come out on that day; the same goes for the Holy Spirit of the Scales of Gold. As long as Charles Department Store starts selling things in large quantities, those nobles will think It’s just a matter of chance that you’re making trouble.”

Well...that's true...

He was slightly convinced by the Black Goat, but after thinking about it again, Leon couldn't help but shook his head and said:

"Although those things will happen sooner or later, whether with or without me, why can I always catch them just in time?"

"Haha, what do you mean you just caught up? That's something you encountered in the past, which affects the present, so you feel that something always happens.

For example, today's scarred face probably has his eyes on you for a long time. If you don't go to the secret investigation bureau, he will definitely not dare to do anything casually. But as long as you go to the secret investigation bureau and see you coming to your door, he will I can't help it! Can this be called catching up? "

“…”

Indeed, if I had not gone to the Secret Bureau, the scar-faced director would not have jumped out to cause trouble, and most likely would have continued to lurk...

After listening to Black Goat's words, Leon thought about it and felt that it was indeed the case, but for some reason, something was still vaguely wrong.

Seeing that his soul fire was still swaying around and looking hesitant, Black Goat couldn't help but said impatiently:

"So, aren't you planning to go to Rose Manor to rescue people now? Then let's see if you can rescue her smoothly!

If everything goes well, then you are overthinking it. If something goes wrong again, we will find a way to check it for you. How about it? "

(End of chapter)