I created the Bureau of Anomaly Control

Chapter 80 79. Confession (Seeking Follow-up Reading~)

Ma En entered the church through the side door, where marble animal statues "played" in the garden. An elderly man stood on the cobblestone path, offering him a warm smile.

“This way.” The bishop pointed to a more secluded building. “Because the matters we are discussing involve some very important secrets, there will be inquisitors guarding it.”

Ma En nodded:

“I understand, of course, although I really don’t know why you’re looking for me.”

He wasn't worried about any problems. On one hand, the Coordination Bureau knew about this, and the Church wouldn't dare to act recklessly. On the other hand...

He had nothing to feel guilty about.

Bishop Ding said kindly:

“Just some small matters.”

He led Ma En into the building and to two adjacent wooden doors, nodding slightly to the two inquisitors at the entrance. Then, he pushed open one of the doors, allowing sunlight to illuminate the dark room.

“This is a confession booth with a special structure. Just go inside.”

The doorframe of the confession booth was carved with intricate patterns. The space inside was about two by two meters. A red high-backed wooden chair was fixed in the center. Although the space was actually quite spacious, Ma En still felt a strange sense of claustrophobia looking inside.

He walked straight in.

Bishop Ding glanced at the inquisitor on the left, and upon receiving the signal, the inquisitor immediately reached out and pushed the door shut.

Golden light flowed through the patterns on the doorframe.

He opened the second door, revealing a spacious room decorated with various religious objects and sacred symbols. It even encompassed the space that should have been Ma En's compartment.

The angel was standing inside, gazing at the window directly in front of the entrance.

Bishop Ding also walked in.

Ma En watched as golden light overflowed from the black window, accompanied by distorted and unreal questioning:

“Ma En, are you ready?”

“Start asking.”

“There are signs of hellish creatures being summoned in the Coordination Bureau. What do you know?”

“I know, but Qin Lan issued a confidentiality order.”

“Okay, have you heard of the Fallen One's attack on the Saint four years ago?”

“Of course. It’s not a small matter, and the Coordination Bureau is dealing with matters related to Hell, so I’ve researched this area.”

“So, what are your thoughts on that matter?”

“This kind of thing is too far removed from me and hasn’t had any impact on me, so if you really want to ask, I can only say it’s a bad thing.”

“Very good. Then, were you involved in that incident?”

This question made Ma En pause:

“Of course not. What are you talking about?”

“Who is the Saint?”

“I don’t know, Bishop Ding. Are you suspecting me?”

“Child, I’m sorry for not telling you in advance, but you’re on their list of suspects. However, you’ll be fine after I finish asking. They won’t have any more doubts about you. So, the next question…

“Do you have any secrets you can’t tell?”

“Yes, but it has nothing to do with the Church or that incident.”

“Have you ever used memory deletion on yourself?”

Ma En had already anticipated that he would ask this, after all, he was starting to suspect whether he was really hiding something:

“No.”

“Can the memories you erased be recovered?”

“No.”

“Do you know of any methods to reverse memory erasure?”

“No.”

“What were you doing on September 17, 2031?”

Ma En calmly replied:

“I don’t remember. It wasn’t a day worth remembering for me, just like most days in my life.”

The other side paused.

“Wait a moment.”

Bishop Ding looked at the angel:

“Judging from his truthful answers, if Ma En is really related to the Fallen One incident, then he not only deleted those memories, but also didn’t leave himself any way out.

“If I were him, I would find an excuse to refuse this meeting.

“If he has any problems, he will expose his flaws sooner or later in this state. And if he is really related to this matter and has completely destroyed all other evidence, then we will never know the truth.

“Compared to these two, I’m more willing to believe he’s telling the truth.”

The angel actually agreed with Bishop Ding's point of view.

But this wasn't the "truth" that his colleagues wanted to hear.

The focus wasn't on Ma En, but on finding a reason to expel Ma En from Chen Yun's side, and it would be even better if he could be secretly tried.

If he hadn't rejected Chen Yun's offer to take care of him, those irritable angels might have lost their patience long ago.

Moreover, Ma En isn't an ordinary person. Expelling him casually, or conducting a secret trial without reason, isn't a simple matter. The Coordination Bureau he belongs to is also one of the few organizations in the mortal world that angels must be wary of.

And his superior is the sister of the Godly Firmament Walker.

“Let him out.”

“You can leave, Ma En. Thank you for agreeing to this interview. Don’t take these things to heart. We’ve already clarified the situation.”

“Okay.”

He pushed open the door.

A golden, sharp spear sliced through the air, heading irresistibly towards his head. Seeing this, Ma En instinctively wanted to retreat, but he remembered...

Angels attack those who can see them.

He calmly walked down the steps, and the spear steadily stopped at his brow.

Ma En used telekinesis to control his entire body, turning to look at the two inquisitors and asking:

“Has Bishop Ding not come out yet?”

Bishop Ding came out, nodding slightly to him:

“You can leave. If there’s anything I can help you with, you can come to the church to find me at any time. We owe you this time.”

Ma En said with a smile:

“It’s okay, thank you.”

Something flickered in his mind. The angel's attack stimulated his mental power to instinctively want to do something, but he had been restraining this thought just now.

Until now, he agreed to his power's request.

[Cognitive Impairment Resistance]

Then, he remembered.

So that's how it is. He didn't master any methods to reverse erasure, but his mental power had self-adapted to produce a special resistance, and as long as he grasped the strength of memory erasure in advance...

That's how it is.

Bishop Ding looked at the angel.

The angel sighed:

“Don’t pay attention to him. I’ll take this message back. You just need to take care of your own work.”

But his colleagues might not let it go, especially his companions who share the responsibility of guarding, many of whom are always devoutly wanting to dedicate their strength to their master.

But in his own opinion, some angels' actions actually violated the doctrine, but...

Some things are more important than doctrine.