Stop Calling Me!

The underground space is far more open than the ground.

Coming to the innermost office on the second floor, Su Ling took a deep breath.

She put the closed umbrella aside, trimmed her hair again, looked more professional, and reached out to gently knock on the chief's door.

Su Ling was still a little afraid of this old man. She would always have a special kind of pressure in front of the chief, which made people feel nervous involuntarily and wanted to accept the leadership and orders of the superior.

Maybe this is some kind of special ability, Su Ling often thought so, but he didn't have a chance to confirm it, and he didn't dare to ask.

"Come in."

A majestic middle-aged male voice came from inside the house.

"Yes."

Su Ling gently pushed the door open, and saw the grey-haired chief in his early fifties with a resolute face.

He was wearing a brown suit, very formal, and sat calmly behind the desk, tapping the dark table with his fingers, his eyes were not cloudy at all but rather sharp.

"What's the matter?" He asked in a tone that sounded like he was giving an order.

Su Ling withstood the pressure and said, "I have important information to convey. The 'chess player' from the coffee shop will deliver it to you directly according to your order."

"Ah."

The director nodded and said nothing.

Su Ling put the black document bag on the desk, and then returned it without saying a word.

She just finished this action, and her face became a little nervous.

The pressure is so great, it's like standing in front of a giant dragon, no, this influence must be stronger than that of a giant dragon.

There is definitely the influence of extraordinary power, there is absolutely, Su Ling thought so in his heart, he did not believe the possibility of being timid.

The director silently opened the black file bag, flipped through the letters, and finally looked at the wrinkled paper carefully several times.

After reading all the objects, the director's expression remained unchanged, and he just said calmly.

"What does he think?"

Su Ling was slightly taken aback, and immediately replied: "Mr. Shen said that this is a cooperation, and the Anti-Magical Bureau owes him a favor, which will be repaid later."

"Favour..."

The director seemed to be savoring the word, and after a while, he said: "You and the 'chess player' matter, you can contact me directly, and you can't tell anyone, understand?"

Su Ling nodded immediately.

"Yes."

She didn't hesitate, this is the precaution that she said at the beginning.

In fact, only the director knows - she is responsible for communicating the secret mission of the chess players.

Senior investigators only know that there will be someone in charge of the "chess player", but they don't know who the specific implementer is.

Su Ling thought that if one day he and the director suddenly disappeared, then Mr. Shen's connection and bond with the Anti-Magical Bureau would become very few.

The director stood up from behind the desk. He was tall and tall, over [-] meters tall, with a special kind of toughness and handsomeness.

"Come with me."

He left the office, and Su Ling followed immediately.

The two came to the elevator of the building, took the elevator, and went to the second basement floor.

The things on the first to fourth floors of the basement are all hidden, from the other world, and the deeper you go, the more terrifying things you can touch.

The second basement level is no longer accessible to ordinary (D, C) investigators at will, only senior investigators can enter without application.

On the fourth basement floor, only the director and two deputy directors have permission to enter.

There are many rooms on the second basement floor, many of which are prison cells, many are storage rooms, and many are laboratories.

Su Ling was walking on the road, and saw from the window a researcher in a room circling around a well, muttering words.

He bleeds a live chicken and throws it into the well, then lies on the side and hears the pitiful howling coming from the well.

Su Ling was speechless for a while, she always felt that anyone who could do research here was half-crazy.

Finally, they came to a room.

This is a rectangular black room, ten meters long, five meters wide, and three meters high, completely opaque. There is a bed, a bathroom like a phone booth, and a low table in the room.

The chief said calmly: "She is resting here again, but we need her help."

Su Ling knew that this was the "prophet's" room, and she would often come here to rest as if she was "self-closing".

"However, the prophecy will be invalid. The false gods have interfered with the prophecy."

The director took out a pale blue ring from his arms. There was a hidden needle on this ring. Once it was worn on the finger, the needle would pop out and penetrate the finger to absorb the life of the wearer.

"Let her wear this."

"The power of this mysterious relic can temporarily increase the prophecy ability by one level."

Su Ling recognized that this was a disaster-level relic, and it would consume the user's lifespan just by wearing it for a period of time.

The director continued: "We must seize the target as soon as possible, otherwise, it is likely to cause huge casualties to the people, and even make things irreparable."

"I see."

Su Ling nodded slightly and took a deep breath.

She knew there was no better way, and the "Prophet" would not object, on the contrary, she would think that this was a good thing, which would make her feel more valuable.

Su Ling opened the door with the ring, entered the room, and immediately heard a female voice.

"sorry."

"Ok?"

Su Ling looked at the girl sitting on the bed, she lowered her head sadly, with tears in her eyes.

The girl was unusually thin, wearing an ordinary white dress, with dark black hair hanging over her shoulders, longer than her hips, and barely combed.

Her most striking features are her limbs—both legs and arms are replaced by delicate prosthetics, made of metal, only the head and torso are normal flesh and blood.

The "Prophet" raised his head and looked at Su Ling apologetically. This was not the first time the two had met.

Su Ling was slightly taken aback.

"Why, you want to say sorry to me?"

The "Prophet" shook his head, forced a smile, and said, "Give me the ring."

Su Ling was a little dazed, but still nodded.

"Ah."

"Prophet" smiled and comforted: "Don't worry about me, the director will find a way to restore my life span."

ten minutes later,

Su Ling clenched her hands and stood aside, looking at the girl who was sweating profusely on the bed, she immediately took off the ring that was not stained with blood.

"Thank you." She said earnestly.

They have already learned the location of the false god at this moment.

"Immediately carry out the arrest."

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Su Ling came to the coffee shop again.

She thought for a moment, then walked in as calmly as possible.

When Shen Yi saw her coming, he smiled and pointed out a location in the coffee shop.

"sit down."

Su Ling sat down and said.

"Lemonade is fine."

The corner of Shen Yi's mouth twitched slightly, but he still nodded slightly.

"it is good."

Su Ling waited for the lemonade to arrive, and immediately said: "The arrest operation will be carried out tonight. If there is an accident, we hope you can provide support."

Sitting opposite, Shen Yi asked back: "Is that so? You already owe me a favor, not only do you not want to repay it, but you want me to continue to help?"

"Uh, yes..."

Su Ling didn't feel blushed at all, anyway, the one who owed favors was not himself but the Anti-Magical Bureau.

"Okay, I'll help if necessary."

Shen Yi nodded. In fact, even if the other party didn't say anything, he would find a way to arrest the false god. Of course, it's a good thing to make the other party feel that he owes more favors.

Shen Yi glanced at Tina who was working, one of the three "necessary reasons", she had been staying in his coffee shop all the time.

He continued to look at Su Ling: "I wish you a smooth arrest."

Even so, Shen Yi felt that it was very difficult to succeed. The false god had many plans, so he must have left behind, and it would not be so easy to catch him.

After Su Ling left, Shen Yi specially called Tina from behind the bar.

"Don't go home tonight, stay in the coffee shop." His tone was very serious.

Tina froze for a moment, blushed, thinking of many things.

Chapter 89 Chapter 88 Prayer

"But, but..."

Tina's voice became quieter, her face flushed slightly, and she hesitated whether to stay or not.

Shen Yi was already handsome, plus his identity was mysterious, and he was a lifesaver, so he spoke in a very serious tone at this time.

It's only a wall-dong short of being able to fast-forward to the confession.