Today's Mingchuan, there are hundreds of deaths every day because of various supernatural cases, this is still incomplete statistics, God knows how many people will die every day in such a chaotic and disorderly place.

How to say it, in the face of such cold data, Ye Tingbai had no sympathy at all, and even felt that it should be like this, there would be some scum in any population, and these people in Mingchuan City were not worthy of redemption.

The door to leave is there, but they just refuse to leave, what can I do, it is definitely unrealistic to force the retreat, in this world, the world government uses various measures to improve the satisfaction of human beings, just to make human beings have less negative emotions, it should be said that ordinary people live a very nourishing life.

It is impossible to estimate how much dissatisfaction will be generated by the forced removal of these millions of people, and how many of these people will be alienated into pollutants and affect normal human society.

It may seem that the forced evacuation is a good plan on the surface, but no one can say whether it will cause more terrible things, in case it is said that this million people are taken away, and some kind of change has occurred in Mingchuan, leading to a greater disaster, and no one can afford this consequence.

Procrastination is probably a skill that all those in power need to learn, because sometimes doing too much means making a lot of mistakes, and inaction is the most dereliction of duty, which is why many disasters can be curbed in the embryonic form, but in the end they are out of control.

Ye Tingbai: "What about the other two?" ”

Gan Jing: "They usually live in their own homes in the city, and you can see that the conditions here are poor, and we rarely live here. ”

Ah Jian sneered at this time: "Fallen! ”

"Eh, how do you talk, what do you want us to do, running around the city every day, hunting ghosts, you use your brain to think about what would happen if we really did that."

Ye Tingbai: "There's no need to argue about these issues, you can take us to see the results of the investigation a few years ago." ”

Ah Jian is a compassionate and compassionate style of the ancients, and now the last thing these people in the order center care about is human life, numb, even Ye Tingbai, in less than two months, he was infected and assimilated by this kind of world.

In a dusty data room, Ye Tingbai saw all the backups of the investigation materials of the year, all the originals had been taken away, here were all copies, the archives were very well preserved, and almost every day after the joint project was launched, there were records here.

Ye Tingbai glanced at Ah Jian, who was sitting beside him.

"Do you know how to read?"

Ah Jian's complexion was unnatural.

"Okay, I know, I see for myself, you have to be in line with modern society, it's hard to imagine how you survived until now."

The sub-personality has a natural advantage when it comes to data review, as he can scan the documents like a machine and then reassemble everything in his own mind.

Gan Jing was a little strange to see Ye Tingbai, who was frantically flipping through the information, and the time spent on each page was not enough to see what was going on.

"Are you looking for something? You can ask me directly. ”

Sub-personality: "No. ”

"It's weird, it's like a sudden change of person."

Ah Jian's eyes were also staring at Ye Tingbai, his eyes full of incredulity.

"The incense is gone..."

Ye Tingbai has no interest in the views of the two, the sub-personality collects information and processes it, and the memories of the two can be shared, which can be regarded as indirectly having the mechanical processing ability of the sub-personality.

Half an hour later, Ye Tingbai rubbed his face, and he sighed.

"It's true that you're not lazy, but why do you only know about killing ghosts, and you never think about why these ghosts appear?"

Ganjing: "That kind of thing shouldn't be something we think about, we have limited freedom, and we are only responsible for our own work. ”

Ye Tingbai: "Are you convictors so unfree?" ”

As a result, Gan Jing asked rhetorically: "Are you really a judge of crimes?" ”

He was really asked by Gan Jing, is he a guilty judge, he really doesn't seem to be, he hasn't even done the daily work of the guilty judge, and his degree of freedom has always been very high.

The work log here shows that they have been cleaning up the demons, and have learned a lot of useful experiences, and in a year, this improvised patchwork order has killed 20,000 demons.

It can only be said that the meaning of the conviction master from the beginning is to deal with pollution, not to investigate cases, like Ye Tingbai, who is running around and negotiating with various gods, gods, and apostles, should have gone crazy a long time ago.

Thinking about it carefully, that remodeling plan also has its own rationality, no matter how the conditions are added, Ye Tingbai will die after all, this is the only fate of an ordinary person who is rampant in such a world.

And the only thing that can't be calculated about that reshaping plan is estimated to be the particularity of Ye Tingbai itself.

Hongyi is a civilian, with an ordinary family background, an ordinary background, an ordinary experience, and an ordinary person, and she can't see anything special from her identity resume, so I really can't figure out why she can become what she is now.

Ye Tingbai: "Eight years ago, how was Hongyi's body handled?" ”

Ganjing: "At first, no one paid attention to her, and it was only four years ago that I really paid attention to her, and it was too long for this kind of detail to be found. ”

Generally speaking, after death, the body will be directly taken to decompose, cremation, freezing and other ways to dispose of the body, but the family is not allowed to take the body away.

Now this Hongyi is like a mystery, the time of her death was eight years ago, and Mingchuan's accident was also eight years ago, and the time record of Mingchuan's first ghost appearance was 20 days after Hongyi's death, there must be something between the two, and no one believes it if it has nothing to do with it.

But the problem is that it was too late to find out Hongyi, and it was only discovered four years ago that the decision had been abandoned here, and there was no manpower or material resources to investigate this woman.

Ye Tingbai turned his head to Ah Jian, this strange man, obviously a god who has lived for tens of thousands of years, but he is as weak as a rookie.

"What is your fighting ability, if you face the so-called murders in your mouth, do you have a chance of winning?"

Ah Jian: "I'm the Yin God, I can't hurt me, but I can't restrain them, if I bring the Chenghuang Order here, I guess I can help you." ”

Ye Tingbai: "Then what are you waiting for, go find him to get it." ”

"If you take the Chenghuang Order away, he will turn back into a wandering ghost, and it is possible that he will even dissipate directly, I can't do this kind of thing, that person has done a lot more than these people."

After speaking, he didn't forget to take a mocking glance at Gan Jing, and seeing that the mouth cannon of the two was about to explode again, Ye Tingbai hurriedly pulled Ah Jian and left.

Ye Tingbai: "I really can't understand, why are you such a waste?" For tens of thousands of years, have you lived in vain? ”