They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 224 The Investigator Who Was Taken In

“Let me see Commander Bucklowe; I have something important to tell him.”

"You reek of the disgusting stench of the Order Association."

Snakes can't see clearly and can only use scent to distinguish between enemies and family. To a snake, the person in front of it is not family.

"Ah, it's all my fault. I'm always so careless."

As he spoke, the investigator removed the double-gear badge from his chest and threw it directly on the ground with a crisp "thud".

"Click-"

He stepped on it, and the snake continued to flick its tongue, but its attitude was many times better than before: "Todi, my undercover brother, you could have just said it was you earlier, you made me nervous for so long."

The commander is resting; you can wait for him. Oh, and I hid some delicious dried rat meat; would you like some?

"Keep it for yourself."

Todi stared unabashedly at the snake, which he couldn't see clearly, with disgust. He walked around it and continued on his way, feeling that everything alive here was too sick.

"You don't like dried rat meat, so I saved you some cookies..."

The sound of the snake behind him grew more and more distant, but Todi paid no attention to it. He pushed open the door to the captain's room and went inside.

"Bang." The door was slammed shut from the inside.

Inside was an empty room with only walls on all four sides, surrounding a crystal ball in the center and the leader who liked to act mysteriously. This person was a patient, and Todi didn't know the specific meme. He was just an ordinary person who had been put into the Order Association as an undercover agent.

"You're back."

Bucklow heard the door close and turned to look at him, while Todd began to report on his work.

"There are only a few things worth noting recently. Your four family members are under house arrest at the association's place. Note that it is house arrest, not containment, because they are preparing to use your disgusting family members to find you and turn around and bite you back."

The second thing is that the copies of Revelation seem to have made new prophecies recently, still about natural disasters and man-made calamities...

“This thing keeps talking about the end of the world, it’s so unoriginal, next one,” Bucklow interrupted him.

“That’s the Book of Revelation; its contents are never wrong.” Seeing that Buckloven wasn’t very interested, Todi could only continue reporting.

"The third thing is that a patient has been involved in our operation, and your Crystal can easily find out the patient's identity."

After he finished speaking, Bucklow suddenly rubbed his crystal ball and chuckled: "What do you mean by 'easy'?"

Todi didn't understand what he meant, but when he looked at the crystal, he found that it was covered with cracks, and there was still blood under the leader's eyelid that hadn't been wiped clean.

"You didn't tell me the most important thing. Oh well, there's no use blaming you. How could someone of your status have access to that level of information?"

"Then let me tell you. Where should I begin? Oh, right... do you know that the Order Association houses an investigator?"

"They're containment investigators!?"

Todi was somewhat surprised, because the association contained only extraordinary creatures and mysterious items, or patients; the idea of ​​containment investigators was unheard of.

After all, if an investigator makes a big mistake, he will be judged on the spot by 04's group and will never have a chance to live. Even if he does not make a big mistake, his memory will be erased and he will be thrown into a prison on a deserted island to fend for himself.

Since he took office, he hadn't heard of any investigators being contained. Bucklow, however, wasn't surprised: "Of course you wouldn't have access to information at this level. After all, they're using you as cannon fodder; what could you possibly know?"

The investigator who was contained had lived for a considerable time, as long as the Order Society, or even longer.

He was known as "Mentor" Charlie, who in that era single-handedly fought against natural disasters and led people to form an association to jointly declare war on the supernatural. He was truly a legendary figure.

And then guess what? Those people used him and then threw him away. He was the one who suggested that people work together to resist the supernatural and defend their lives, but the first thing people did after defeating the natural disaster was to turn their attention to him and take him into custody.

To date, this person's true form has still not escaped the Order Association.

"...Why would they do that?"

"Is it hard to guess? If it is, think about it more. Maybe you will come up with a real answer and your eyeballs will automatically pop out of their sockets to witness the bizarre spectacle of your brain exploding and pus oozing from your seven orifices."

At that moment, Todi realized that there were some things he shouldn't know.

Bucklow stroked his shattered crystal ball and sighed, "His consciousness escaped, and those people didn't stop him. Maybe they felt indebted to their mentor, or maybe they thought stopping Charlie was pointless."

But I think it would be better for this old gentleman to just lie back down. His presence has greatly hindered my plans, preventing me from properly observing my dear little Kelcha.

The identity of a magician seemed tailor-made for him, and he was indeed a very special patient.

“Lia Kercha?” Todi recalled some less-than-positive rumors about this man within the association. “Isn’t that a disorderly individual? Are we going to openly poach his men?”

"Haha, I believe the doctor will understand, after all, our team is indeed in dire need of magicians right now."

"But our group already has three..."

"The tigers were hungry, so I gave them a good meal."

"..."

At this moment, as if realizing something, cold sweat began to seep from Todi's forehead, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

This person is indeed different from when they first met. Back then, the troupe leader was a very gentle and kind person, and everyone followed him wholeheartedly, declaring that they would bring joy to the world through circus performances.

When exactly did everything change so drastically?

……

"What kind of creature do you think it is?"

In the courtyard of the detective agency, several oddly shaped children were staring at a cluster of tentacles on the table.

The tentacles made a "cooing" sound from time to time, and the eyes on its body were fixed on the children, following them wherever they went.

"I think it can transform into a winged creature, so—it must be an angel from the Bible!"

"Angels look like this!?" The remaining children looked at him in shock, but the rabbit nodded firmly.

"That's right, it's an angel. Look, it follows the Lord. Only angels can protect gods all the time, so it must be an angel."

(End of this chapter)