The young woman was not embarrassed or blushing, and pointed underneath herself.

Han Ziyu smiled bitterly, he didn't know if this young woman thought so or pretended to think so, but he still wanted to know what thoughts these cults and cultists had instilled in such a young girl or young woman.

"Then where are we going to wash you?" Han Ziyu asked, and he felt naïve when he asked these questions. But looking at the young woman's expression, there was not the slightest doubt. This is what makes Han Ziyu curious, what is it that makes these women with normal IQs believe in these crooked heresies?

"It could be here. The young woman pointed to her place and said.

Being said like this, Han Ziyu's facial features became sensitive, he suddenly heard some pleasant sounds coming from the church, and hurriedly turned his head to look around.

It's too lawless, isn't it? Is this called soul washing?

"What's wrong?" the young woman asked when she saw Han Ziyu hesitating.

"Why do you have to go through this procedure?" asked Han Ziyu.

"To draw closer to God. The young woman said with a serious face. Han Ziyu never believed that people could be brainwashed into this, until one day he was admitted to university, and his grandmother, who believed in Christ, said: Thank you, Lord, it was the Lord who heard my heart and let my grandson be admitted to university.

Han Ziyu was angry when he heard it, Lao Tzu studied hard for decades, sacrificed love, sacrificed so much youth, and worked hard to get into a university, Guan Nima's main business?

Because of this incident, Han Ziyu argued with his grandmother for a long time, but his grandmother's thinking couldn't be changed, and he insisted that the Lord was blessing him when he was admitted to college, but in the end Han Ziyu still lost, because he couldn't convince his grandmother. From that day on, he even hated these organizations a little.

At this moment, the disciple who had been lecturing on the podium came over, and when the young woman saw it, she was lying on her stomach.

"What's the matter, you're not satisfied with this holy woman?" the cultist said to Han Ziyu with a smile.

Han Ziyu knew in his heart that he was coming in to go undercover, that is, he was not a real believer, and he couldn't be a reporter, otherwise his identity would be exposed and he would be in danger, so he said with a smile: "Well, this saint is too dirty, I'm afraid my skills are not enough." ”

"I think this holy woman is not bad, why don't you try it? The dirtier the woman, the more you can increase your skills. The disciple looked at Han Ziyu and said.

Han Ziyu found himself planted in a pit. If this woman herself is on it, she will be in the same stream, what is the difference between this reporter and these followers? Then this reporter should also be derelict in his duty, and this matter will be exposed no matter what, and it will cause a lot of harm to people.

However, if you evade it, this sect will look at yourself like this, and if you don't do it, you will definitely doubt yourself, and if you are discovered, something will definitely happen.

Seeing Han Ziyu hesitate, the disciple frowned, thinking: This person doesn't even want it? Could it be that he has other plans?

Han Ziyu's forehead was also sweating.

"You can't be someone we teach, are you?" said the cultist, tempting again.

At this time, Han Ziyu noticed that two men were immediately walking towards him. Han Ziyu thought to himself: Oops, he suspects me, so he can only go up. Seeing Han Ziyu stand up, he walked behind the young woman, squatted down, and said, "Then I'll try it, I hope to cleanse this holy woman." ”

Hearing this, the believer laughed, and the other two men stopped coming.

"I have the Eucharist, you don't have to worry about your lack of skills, I can help you. The disciple said haha, and pushed Han Ziyu hard.

Outside, the lights are bright and green, and pedestrians come and go.

There is also a feast of singing and dancing in the KTV, but in the basement of this building, there is a different scene.

Han Ziyu escaped, he felt that he had betrayed his wife, and he had betrayed his duty as a reporter, and he even felt that he was the dirty person.

Next.

In the office, the editor-in-chief Chen Zhonglian called Han Ziyu to the office again and asked, "How did you prepare the manuscript?"

Han Ziyu explained everything about his investigation and the undercover last night, but he didn't say anything about himself and the young woman, otherwise not only would the editor-in-chief scold, but also blame.

"Yes, it seems that if you can write a big draft this time, you must be ahead of other newspapers, and you have exposed illegal harmful organizations, which is a contribution to society, which is very good. Chen Zhonglian patted Han Ziyu on the shoulder, he had always been optimistic about this subordinate.

"But I want to quit. Han Ziyu said. The incident of last night made him worry and blame himself, and he felt that he was no different from those disciples.

"Nope. You have to go deeper, the leader of the Creation Sect, you haven't seen it yet, how can you let it go? When the time comes, we will join forces with the public security to catch them all, and then our newspaper will also be a first-class meritorious worker. Yesterday, the mayor also specially emphasized the matter of supervising the Xie Sect in the whole city, and not letting go of any blind spot, which is a good opportunity for our newspaper to make meritorious contributions. "Chen Zhonglian is a very vain person, if he can photograph the mayor's sycophants because of this incident, then he will never let it go.

"But..."Han Ziyu hesitated.

"Don't be afraid, if the situation is not right, contact me immediately, and I will guarantee your safety. Chen Zhonglian has a set of words, and she has a lot of skills to persuade her subordinates.

When Han Ziyu heard this, he scolded fiercely in his heart: Can you guarantee me? It would be good if you didn't kill me. However, Han Ziyu could only listen to the arrangement of his superiors, and the year-end assessment was completely in his hands, which directly affected his year-end bonus and salary increase.

The mortgage has already choked Han Ziyu's neck.

But every reporter has a sense of society, and Han Ziyu also has his own justice.

Han Ziyu walked out of the office, Shen Xin immediately greeted him, and asked if there was any result last night, Han Ziyu smiled and said, "When I write out the material today, you will know." ”

After speaking, Han Ziyu began to sort out last night's events and write him into the material for the manuscript.

Last night, that scene, like a movie in Han Ziyu's mind, there are so many women in the church, you can choose one at will, which man doesn't want to?

This is only Han Ziyu's first night, in the face of such a temptation, can Han Ziyu withstand it.