Stop Calling Me!

He slept well that night, had no nightmares or heard any abnormalities at all.

"Although many things have happened, at least the law and order in the coffee shop is not bad. This is the only comforting thing."

Shen Yi has always felt safe staying in the coffee shop.

He got up, brushed his teeth, took a shower, groomed himself, and started his preparations for the day.

Turn on the lights of the coffee machine, water dispenser, and refrigerator, and wipe the tables and chairs, the bar countertop, and the ground to ensure that there is no floating dust or dirt.

Check the utensils on the table for damage, whether the flowers are fresh... do all the preparations for opening the store.

Shen Yi sat behind the bar, turned on the soothing music, and waited for the guests to come.

He clasped his hands together and prayed sincerely: "I hope I won't meet any inexplicable people today."

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On the street outside the cafe, fine rain kept hitting the black umbrellas.

Under the umbrella was a middle-aged man in his early forties with an expressionless face.

He was wearing a large black windbreaker, with a terrifying scar on the corner of his mouth, his face was unkempt, and he had a slightly decadent temperament.

Those who didn't know him would definitely not be able to imagine that this lazy man was one of Nolan's only seven A-level investigators.

The so-called A-level refers to the level of investigators who have "single-handed handling of disaster-level crises", but they cannot even be obtained if they are strong enough.

Being human has limits.

And they are the top level of comprehensive ability of human investigators.

George, the newcomers of the Anti-Magical Bureau secretly called him "Legendary Investigator", "Weird Killer", "Phoenix".

But those messy titles have nothing to do with George. He knows that he is just a human being.

Only one heart, one person.

He's investigating a tricky business and has to check something suspicious.

"This coffee shop next?" George spoke to someone in the headset.

"Yes, it is this one, Mr. George, but I have checked carefully. The owner of the shop is a very clean, ordinary person with a completely clean identity."

The owner of the voice in the earphones was a young man in his early twenties sitting at the headquarters of the Anti-Magic Bureau, eating a heated pizza.

His name was Ender, a support staff member at the headquarters of the Anti-Magical Bureau.

Ender continued speaking in the headset.

"If you don't talk about the handsome appearance that deserves to be beaten, maybe no one will be more ordinary than this guy."

"But someone witnessed that the child holding the strange object stayed here for a while."

"According to the practice of the Anti-Magical Bureau, you still need to investigate."

George still had no expression on his face. Useless investigations always accounted for most of the investigations. He had been used to it for more than twenty years.

"Well, I see."

Take this opportunity to grab a cup of coffee.

In George's earphones, Ender's voice sounded again.

"Speaking of which, Mr. George, why are you sent to the front line to collect intelligence with your special combat power? I thought you would only be dispatched when facing real monsters."

George said slowly, "Because this matter is very important."

The level of secrecy in this incident was very high. Members of Ender's level didn't know the details, but George understood the huge risk Nolan was facing.

An evil god has descended!

The original provider of the information was the "Prophet" inside the Anti-Magic Bureau. She suddenly burst into tears, struggled on the bed, and shouted that evil gods had come to Nolan!

Because it is the information of a "prophet", the Anti-Magical Bureau attaches great importance to it. What could be worse than the arrival of an evil god?

After all, the worst outcome is the destruction of all mankind.

Not long after, they got a photo.

George took out a blurry photo from the pocket of his black windbreaker—a child was holding something crimson in the rainy night, and the surroundings were illuminated.

This photo was taken by residents who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.

At that time, he saw a little girl walking through the window. There was no rain at all around her, and it was very bright.

Out of surprise, he secretly took this photo, but the quality was poor due to distance and other reasons.

"It's a pity, if the picture quality is clearer, the face in the photo can be seen clearly."

George wondered what the little girl was holding in the photo.

But nothing can be done.

As for why she stopped outside this cafe...

George walked slowly towards the coffee shop. Instead of working hard, he might as well find a chance to take a break.

He put away his umbrella and pushed open the door of the cafe.

"A cup of latte."

George looked up and saw the store manager behind the bar.

Just looking at it a little, more than [-] years of experience told him that the manager of the coffee shop in front of him is just an ordinary person who has never been in contact with the extraordinary world.

He is just more handsome and temperamental than ordinary people.

Well, there should be nothing to investigate in this store, another useless investigation, he thought silently.

Shen Yi was also looking at the new guests.

A slightly unkempt middle-aged man in a large black windbreaker, like an uncle who was very energetic when he was young but has suffered too many heavy blows and gradually became lazy.

There was a scar at the corner of his mouth, very deep, it should have touched the bone.

Such a person really needs a cup of coffee to heal the trauma in his heart, and consuming it here is at least much better than going to drink.

Shen Yi smiled professionally and nodded slightly.

"Wait a minute, I'll deliver the coffee soon."

George didn't pay much attention. He took the folded umbrella and sat on the seat not far away.

This position is close to the window, so you can observe the outside situation at any time.

George glanced around. The wooden coffee shop was clean and tidy, with warm colors as the base color, giving people a warm and soft feeling.

He was highly inspired, but did not perceive anything out of the ordinary. "Should it be just an ordinary coffee shop?"

Shen Yi brewed latte coffee, politely brought it and put it on the table.

"Coffee latte, take your time."

George calmly raised a hand and said, "Wait a minute, sir, I have something to ask you."

Shen Yi was slightly taken aback, but didn't go back directly, George immediately asked: "Recently, have you seen any strange people, or have any strange things happened?"

"I mean the kind that is completely beyond common sense and incredible."

Recently, strange things happened again and again and a person came out to ask this kind of question, Shen Yi subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

He smiled calmly and gently.

"Strange people and things? The weather has not been very good recently, and there are basically few people in the cafe."

Shen Yi shook his head and complained: "If it's something abnormal, then it's the damn weather, it can be so bad all the time."

People in Nolan have always been known to like to talk about the weather, and Shen Yi knows this.

He doesn't know the origin of the other party, but the other party should not be sure about his true identity.

That being the case, don't take the initiative to expose yourself.

George nodded, and a slight smile appeared on his expressionless face.

"I see, thank you very much."

Sure enough, there is no useful information?

He picked up the latte on the table, blew on it, and didn't drink it right away.

George is not afraid of the high temperature of coffee at all, but he doesn't want to expose his identity in front of ordinary people.

So he decided to wait and drink.

Shen Yi watched secretly from behind the bar, after seeing the man blowing on the coffee, he inexplicably relaxed a lot.

He still remembered Byron, the man who drank coffee without fear of the heat.

Maybe I was worrying too much, this is just an ordinary guest?

Finally, the temperature of the coffee gradually became more suitable, and George began to drink the latte in his hand.

tasty.

With the soothing music in his ears, George really took a break and fully relaxed his body and mind.

During his career as an investigator that lasted more than [-] years, George has faced countless scary, weird, and incomprehensible things.

There are not many friends left now, and George finally understands the importance of daily life besides fighting.

In order to protect this "life", he must put an end to the possibility of the evil god appearing in this world.

at all costs.

"Thank you."

After drinking the coffee, George stood up, thanked him, and left the coffee shop calmly.

In a deserted street in Bayland, George, who was several hundred meters away from the coffee shop, stopped suddenly.

He felt it.

The cold, hard, and confused atmosphere was like a dense fog that could not be broken through, covering his surroundings layer by layer.

George's originally expressionless face was already covered with sweat, and his eyes were full of shock.

"The smell of the evil god... Even if you are so far away, you can still clearly feel it. It is an unimaginable terrifying power!"