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Tomie and I parked our car in the courtyard in front of the villa, while gardeners were arranging flower beds and pruning tree branches. Due to the original owner, this place has been abandoned for a long time, and it has also suffered a fire, so it has to take a little effort to renovate and expand. But I'm happy that it's always nice to be comfortable, regardless of the nature of the job.

The villa is a two-story structure, and the interior decoration is quite high-end, at least I rarely see it in China, but because the number of office people is less than the number of rooms, some remote rooms are still in a sealed state. Walking down the corridor on the first floor to the innermost part, you will find a very different style from the front room, rather a miscellaneous store with wood, cloth and tattered furniture, and dust in the sunlight leaking through the cracks in the wooden panels.

Very few people go there, and when I first arrived, I went for a trip with an adventurous mindset and ended up eating a nose of ash.

Popular places are much brighter.

The personnel of the headquarters is divided into two parts: internal service and field service, and the Security Bureau, which is the front-line combat department, is naturally the field personnel. Our office is concentrated on the second floor, opening up a conference room and rooms on both sides to serve as a work area for regular field staff, with only the team leader and deputy team leader having separate offices, just across the hallway.

Tomie and I use the same office, and because we came early, the equipment and decoration were completed first, and we were able to choose the one we liked, which is also what makes us happy. As for those who came late, they had to use what was left over from their predecessors.

I took out "I'm Talking", turned on the computer and started typing.

"What are you doing?" Tomie sat on the arm of my chair, staring at the screen quizzically.

"Looking for the information of these people, I have some ideas to verify." I say.

It must be mentioned here that we are not building a new base in this town because of long-term auditory hallucinations, coupled with the incomprehension of the world, this child has a tendency to give up on himself, because of long-term use of antibodies, and because of psychopaths, it is likely to be restricted in activities, so the spirit is not very good, it seems withdrawn, and the body is weak. It's not because of the fact that something strange has happened in the town. This town, like my hometown, the Great Black Market a year ago, is in a state of harmonious and steady development, with no sign of the apocalyptic truth.

What caught the attention of the Netball was the diary "I'm Talking" that he stumbled upon. The symptoms of the author himself, who was judged to be mentally ill, as well as some of the clues mentioned in the diary, led some to suspect that he was a prophet. This diary is a relic of ten years ago, and if the author was really a prophet, then he would be one of the first prophets to appear in this world.

Maybe the first prophet in the world.

It turns out that every prophet is important, and the identity of the world's first prophet may bring about some unusual transformation.

Figuring out whether the other person is a prophet or not, and if so, what exactly he knows, and whether his existence implies some element of restlessness, becomes a task that has to be done.

Of course, this judgment itself lacks sufficient basis, and auditory hallucinations and hypothesy are indeed common symptoms of psychosis, so they are not fully accepted within the Netball.

Moreover, preliminary investigation revealed that the author's psychiatric hospital had been destroyed by a fire ten years earlier, and that the staff and patients of the hospital, including the author himself, appeared to have died in the fire. After so many years, the former site of the psychiatric hospital has been converted into an apartment complex, and the contractor has changed hands several times, and the information that can survive is simply rare, and the records of the local police station and the memories of the locals are also ambiguous about the truth about the fire.

The people who had a certain relationship with the mental hospital back then were either dead or had left the town, and the rest were kept secret. This kind of secrecy cannot be immediately dismissed as strange, after all, no matter how many years have passed, the psychiatric hospital itself has always felt crazy and dangerous. Moreover, the psychiatric hospital did contain some dangerous seriously ill prisoners at that time, and because it was a cooperative agency of the county's judicial department, many prisoners who were judged to be mentally ill were held here on probation and actual sexual treatment.

This qiē caused great trouble for the in-depth investigation.

There are different opinions within the Cyberball, various contradictions in thinking and positions, and the need for Cyberballs to fight fires all over the world, so we can't focus too much energy on this matter. Because of the long-term harassment of auditory hallucinations and the incomprehension of the world, this child has a tendency to give up on himself, because of the long-term use of antibodies, and because of psychopathy, it is likely to be restricted in activities, so the spirit is not very good, and he appears withdrawn and physically weak.

In this way, the asymmetry of risk and reward makes this work a chicken rib, but it can't just be left alone.

Tomie and I joined at the right time, and although our strength had been initially verified in the first mission, we were still new in terms of qualifications and experience, so we were drawn out to form a team with some of the old members who had lost their team formation in the brutal battle, and stationed in this town to take charge of this unsolved mission.

The newly formed team will have a senior captain who will be either a veteran of the battle or a newcomer who has already been identified as having potential. Although the number is small, there are a total of three Tripolar Demon Emissaries, and one of them even has a critical hedge weapon. Such a configuration is also just right for such an awkward task.

I gladly accepted the job, and while there were a lot of questionable insider tips about the decision-making for the job, what did it matter to me? The search for the first prophet and what he left behind is a temptation in itself, and if it does, it is a great achievement. Even if you fail, you can take a vacation, after all, the scenery here is so pleasing to the eye.

Then again, I'd rather it was a misunderstood piece of false information, so that the weird and dangerous things wouldn't be happening in this town. No matter how you prepare, it is a matter of the prophet of the end of the world, and it will always lead to the tragic end of the destruction of the family. This has been verified as early as the Great Black Market, not to mention the casualties of the executors of the operation, innocent pedestrians will also be affected by the pond fish in the battle.

The information obtained from the preliminary investigation of the Internet Ball was not even filled with a single box, and the copies were piled up on Tomie's desks and me. They didn't do an in-depth analysis of the data, maybe they did, but they didn't give it to us in order to avoid thinking solidification. We have to re-examine the sources and diaries.

Tomie, an expert in psychology, told me that it was very likely that the diary writer was a prophet. Because although his symptoms seem to be nausea and auditory hallucinations, the repression between the lines is not caused by depression, but rather reflects a rational anger and doubt. His handwriting is fluent and his strokes are orderly, and he is obviously sober when he writes, and judging by the type of words and sentence breaks, he is good at mathematics and science, but it also shows that he does not know much about literature, at least not like it.

"He's a person who is organized, or someone who forces himself to be organized. He was about the same age as me, and his parents loved him very much, but his father was a strict self-respecting person who liked to set the future path for his children, and his mother was obedient to his father, so the family was not very harmonious, because their children were in the period of adolescent rebellion. Tomie said.

Because of the long-term harassment of auditory hallucinations and the incomprehension of the world, this child has a tendency to give up on himself, because of the long-term use of antibodies, and because of psychopathy, it is likely to be restricted in activities, so the spirit is not very good, and he appears withdrawn and physically weak.

According to Tomie's explanation, I also have my own opinion.

"This boy has his own ideas, like his father, he is intelligent and cautious, but his personality is submissive, he will not speak against his father, but he will make small gestures to express his dissatisfaction." Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile, "He's very good at hiding things, because his father doesn't want to see him have them, and his mother will search his room when he's not around." ”

"For example, a photo album?" Tomie also laughed: "You did the same thing? ”

"My parents weren't that strict."

"So, what's under your bed?"

"No, no, they're not strict, just because they know my hobby is legitimate."

"Really? Legitimate? Tomie sneered: "An honor student who likes to smoke? ”

"I've always been an upright person except for smoking." I said, "I like people with integrity." ”

I will name all the suspicious people mentioned in the diary, all of whom are "missing persons" as observed by the diary writer. Although it is not excluded that a qiē person will no longer appear due to a change of position or discharge from the hospital, what makes me concerned is that these people are somewhat "abnormal" in the author's mouth. The reason for this anomaly is not specified, but it is necessary to investigate it if the premise that the author is a prophet.

Because there was not much information left in the psychiatric hospital at that time, it was still a problem to find out the identities of these people. Some of the information on some of them had been listed in the initial investigation of Cyberball, but it was insufficient in terms of quantity and detail, after all, it did not take much effort to pursue it.

Times have changed, and these people have long been scattered all over the world. They even have different nationalities, different occupations than they did at the beginning, and some of them are even dead and missing.

To find these materials, you may have to petition in person, and you have to search the data databases of different countries and departments, which require different levels of security and require the team leader to apply for relevant permissions. Depending on the level of nation-building, it is also likely that a detailed personal profile has not been established.

It's always good to start early, though.

While Tomie and I were compiling through these people's files, I began to explain my speculations to her.

"This qiē is premised on the fact that the diary writer was a prophet and that something strange had happened at that time." I said, "Generally speaking, strange things happen unless someone pretends to be a ghost, that is, it is true. And it is divided into unintentional triggering and intentional guidance. The fire had broken out in a strange way, and the psychiatric hospital seemed to others to be somewhat mysterious. Although the misleading first impression cannot be ruled out, it can also indicate that there is something wrong with the psychiatric hospital. The nature of the psychiatric hospital dictates that it is the best cover for the 'anomaly', and the Doomsday Shinrikyo is also taking advantage of this. ”

"Do you suspect that the mental hospital was a branch of the Doomsday Shinrikyo Sect?" Tomie said.

"I don't rule it out, but ...... Even if it's not a doomsday truth, I think it's something that other cults or organizations are doing to cover up. Statistics are telling, and strange things happen around every prophet, not that they want it to be, it's more like their fate, and the end of the world is unfolding around them. If the diary writer was a prophet, then he was sent to that hospital and found something strange in the hospital, which itself could be used as a testimony of fate. ”

"So, whatever organization is running the psychiatric hospital, it's applying the power of the apocalypse." Tomie said cooperatively.

"We've seen a lot of ways to apply the power of the apocalypse, one is surreal technology, one is closer to the religious mystical power, and more often it's a combination of the two. In terms of probability, there is a high probability that the occult is involved. Think about it, what is most likely to happen when a cult uses the occult? ”

"Sacrifice." Tomie nodded and said, "The more powerful the force, the more strict the sacrifice, and the corresponding requirements for the quality of the sacrifice. Cults generally use human sacrifice, and in various occult records, the power caused by human sacrifice is also the most powerful. Do you suspect that someone in the missing person was being sacrificed? ”

"If they were really sacrificed, then their love and birth date may be more important than their identity, race, and appearance."

"During the initial investigation, only the identity, age and ethnicity of some people were investigated, but no pattern was found." Tomie took the copy of the information on the side and flipped through it, "There are six people in total, all kinds of colors, five Europeans and Americans, one Asian, and one African, with a big age gap." ”

"This is just a preliminary impression, and if you want to discover its patterns, you have to do a deep analysis. Since it was the first prophet in the world to encounter it, it must have been unusual. I said, "There are patients and workers among these people, and I think it should be categorized according to their birthdays, their previous jobs, and the experiences that led to important turning points in their lives, and they should be psychologically profiled." ”

"It's a lot of work, and it's not something that can be done in a moment." Tomie shook her head, and she suddenly asked, "Although there is no sign of Doomsday Shinrikyo activities at the moment, do you think they will interfere?" ”

Considering the complexity of the organization, the importance of this incident, and the secrecy of this incident within the organization, I think it's very likely. The other side didn't make a move, not because they didn't know what we were doing, but they decided to put us on the bright side.

"They're sure they know what 276094239780 and maybe they've set it up in the dark."

"I think we should pay attention to their actions, they have God's blessing, maybe they know more about the events of the year than we do." Tomie said.

"It's up to the captain to decide whether or not to do surveillance and how much effort to spend on it." I stretched: "I'll tell him about that." ”

"If he accepts, it's really troublesome." Tomie sat on my lap, wrapped his arms around my neck, and muttered, "There are not enough people, and I don't want to waste all my energy on these tasks." ”

There was a knock on the door. Tomie lowered the curtains in the office, so he couldn't see who was outside the door. I looked at the time, and it was almost eight o'clock.

I stood up, Tomie had already walked to the door and didn't open the door directly. She looked out with cat's eyes, and vigilance seemed to be deeply imprinted into her nucleus. I don't know if it's her personality or if it's an instinct latent in that body.

"I don't know, it seems to be our good gentleman." She turned back to me and opened the door.

The man outside the door was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his slightly curly hair was neatly combed, showing his meticulous character. The facial features are profound, the mouth is tightly pursed, there is no expression, and the feelings cannot be seen, which looks very strict. The face looks young, around thirty years old, but the calm temperament makes people feel that they are in their forties, and at first glance it makes people feel that he is an elite in the workplace, not a warrior.

He looked at Tomie and me quickly and covertly, and did not evade the slightest hint when he met our gaze, and although it made people feel the majesty of his position, he was not imposing.

I've seen many people who have been in positions of power for a long time, but the man in front of me has a very unique impression on me.

"Is it Crow and Bt?" Although it is a question sentence, but in an affirmative sentence, his voice is flat, as if there are no syllables undulating, softly, as if telling a bedside story, he says: "Glad to meet you, I am your captain, you can call me Jung." ”

Although there was still no expression on his face, it did not make people feel disrespectful. He offered to shake our hands. His hands are warm and powerful, giving people the feeling of not being lost, not close or distant, but very sincere.

"It's also a pleasure to meet you." Tomie smiled politely, "Jung, the psychologist?" ”

"I adore him so much, so I took this code name."

"Me too. He is one of the finest masters of psychology of our time. ”

"We can talk about it when we have time." He smiled slightly, only for a moment.

"I've heard you're a doctor of ergonomics, though."

"That's a profession, a hobby." He explains: "My work used to require a lot of psychoanalytic applications. Of course, I think it's the same with the current work. ”

"Same as I thought."

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