Mystery: The Extraordinary Journey Starting from an Angel

Should I kill her or keep her for fun?

If it were me, I would probably keep her for fun.

In the eyes of the Goddess of Night, I might just be a funny ant, not even to alert her.

It was sad to think about it. I regarded the Goddess of Night as my biggest enemy, but she regarded me as an ant and didn't care much.

Olivia couldn't help but feel a little sad.

But she still had a little luck in her heart. Maybe the Goddess of Night was busy with the war of gods and didn't notice me?

"What do you think!"

"Have you thought it through!"

"Join hands with me!"

Amon pushed his monocle again and looked at Olivia confidently. He was sure that she, who hated the Goddess of Night, would definitely agree to him.

"This..."

"Let me think about it!"

Olivia's idea was simple. Even if the Goddess of Night knew her plan, she didn't stop her and treated her as a joke.

In this case, Olivia no longer cared about anything. As long as she was not discovered by the people of the church, it would be fine.

She wanted to make the goddess of night regret her decision.

"Oh?"

"Mother of Heaven, you actually refused?"

Amon said in disbelief,

"I didn't expect that so many years of sealing made you mature!"

Olivia curled her lips aside, and it turned out that she was just an immature child in the eyes of Amon, the big boss!

"Okay!"

"Then think about it slowly!"

"I will come again!"

Amon pushed his monocle, got up and left.

………………

Olivia sat on the sofa thinking about the previous conversation with Amon.

Amon, the big boss, is worthy of being the villain written by the squid, very cunning and smart.

From the moment she entered the door, the rhythm has always been led by Amon.

When she wanted to calm down, Olivia found some problems.

First, why did Amon come to find her.

Even if it was for Sefirah Castle, this was impossible.

Now Amon has no ability to invade Sefirah Castle at all. Olivia remembered that in the original work, it was only when Amon became a dual-path true god that he invaded Sefirah Castle.

And with Amon's caution, now is not the best time to invade Sefirah Castle, even if he knows that Klein has not become a god.

Second, how did she know that he had participated in the Tarot Club? I don't even know Klein, the "Fool".

Amon said that he found it from his own aura, but Olivia said he didn't believe it.

He was not the only one who participated in the Tarot Club. There were "Justice", "Hanged Man" and "Sun".

If according to Amon's statement, these people all had the aura of Sefirah Castle, then why didn't he go to them, but to me?

There is no way to explain this.

Third, Amon obviously knew me, and the relationship was very close.

However, there was no impression of this in my memory, which had two results.

One is that Amon was my "licking dog", and I didn't take him seriously.

This situation is the best.

But it is obviously impossible. How could I become a "licking dog" with Amon's cunning?

The second is that I don't know Amon at all, and Amon knows me, so I can only use his authority to steal other people's memories.

This is the most likely scenario, and the most reasonable one.

And there is one person who fits this scenario very well, and that is Antigonus - his younger brother.

Since Amon's memory was stolen, how did he know where he lived?

Olivia dared to swear that she decided not to pronounce Amon's honorific name. There was no reason for him to notice her!

Olivia rubbed her eyebrows and didn't intend to think about it anymore. Let's become a god first!

Olivia got up and planned to go to the extraordinary party.

…………………………

Sunday morning, factory area.

In the previous two days, Klein and Mike, led by Old Kohler, "visited" many places in the East District.

Mike therefore saw five or six people squeezed into one room, and this was not the worst case.

In the poorest places in the East District, an ordinary bedroom can even sleep ten people. The precise division of ownership such as floor beds, daytime use rights, and nighttime use rights amazed Mr. Reporter.

Moreover, poverty does not discriminate between men and women. In those places, people of different genders are squeezed together unavoidably. There are many things that are enough to go to court. Both men and women are always facing the threat of violence.

"... Dirty, crowded, and smelly, this is the most intuitive impression... I suspect that each of them has serious parasites in their bodies... In the most dilapidated neighborhoods, because the houses were built a long time ago and there is no special access to the sewer, feces, urine, vomit, etc. are everywhere. There is only one public washroom in a house, or only one public toilet in a street..."

"They are busy every day to extreme exhaustion, but can only barely fill their stomachs, and have no savings. As long as they are unemployed for a few days, they will fall into an abyss that is difficult to save themselves... I think that as long as they are given a little hope, they will not even be afraid of death..." Mike wrote in his investigation manuscript.

In addition, the homeless people who were driven away in the middle of the night and wandered on the streets like zombies, and the girls who stood numbly on the street or in the bar.

And those drinkers who indulged in alcoholism, did not hesitate to use violence, and did not want to think about the future at all, all left a very deep impression on the reporter.

He became more and more silent.

Cough cough!

Mike Joseph took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth, and coughed several times.

The fog in the factory area was thicker than other places. The air was gray with yellow, as if dust was floating, and occasionally it would emit a pungent and pungent smell, which made the reporter who had long been accustomed to the air in Backlund unbearable.

He turned his head and said to Klein, who was also coughing softly:

"I have always supported the government to establish the Kingdom Air Pollution Investigation Committee and support the establishment of the Alkali Industry Prosecutor, but I only learned today that the problem has become so serious."

"If effective measures are not taken, it may lead to a tragedy in the future." Klein tried to clear his blocked nose.

Perhaps the entire Backlund would be shrouded in fog with a visual range of no more than five meters, and the evil god might very well descend or be born in such a scene... He added silently.

Indeed, Klein's idea was right.

Olivia also used such an environment to summon the evil god to come.

Despair is the delicacy of the evil god.

Old Kohler didn't quite understand their conversation. He cleared his throat, which was thick with phlegm, and led the reporter and detective to bypass the guards and sneak into a lead white factory.

The workers here are mainly female workers. They are busy without any protection, and the factory is filled with obvious dust.

Looking at the "small particles" suspended and floating in the air, Klein seemed to see poison gas, and the young women without masks were like lambs to be slaughtered.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to Tingen, back to the process of helping Sir Deville deal with his resentment.

He seemed to have witnessed the future of each female worker here. Some of them had a headache, some had blurred vision, some became hysterical, and some had blue lines on their gums. In the end, they either became blind or died soon.

This is like a large-scale bloody sacrifice ceremony, except that the target is the flashing money symbol...

If cult organizations such as the Aurora Society and the Rose School can make good use of similar things, just like Lanevus did, the problem will be serious...

Klein covered his mouth and nose and stared quietly.

Mike Joseph whispered in shock and anger:

"How can this be?"

"How can they do this?"

"The issue of lead poisoning has been discussed in various newspapers and magazines some time ago, but they didn't take any precautions at all?"

"They can't even bear to use a mask?"

"These factory owners are murdering!"

What a reporter with a sense of justice. Although he is not young, his style is relatively stingy, and his acting skills are quite good, he still retains his original intention...

However, how can he know so much about lead poisoning?

Oh, I forgot that I asked Sir Deville to widely publicize the dangers of lead poisoning in various newspapers and magazines...

It seems that he did a good job, but for some people, the death of one or two lower-class untouchables is nothing?

There are people waiting for job opportunities!

Klein thought with a heavy heart.