Keigo Masaki is located in Kumamoto's company, and he has an exclusive private bed.

"So, what's going on with the two of them, I'm using myself as bait, why did you Victory send the two of them, a naïve scientist, a stupid newcomer."

Keigo Masaki was lying on the bed in a hospital gown, pointing to the embarrassed Dagu and Horii on the side, and looking at Casto with a strange expression.

"Keigo Masaki, I asked for it on my own initiative, I want to know what kind of person you really are." Horii looked at Keigo Masaki seriously, "I'm going to prevent you from going down the same path as Ryosuke Sanada. ”

"Brother Zhengmu, I also took the initiative to ask for it." Dagu scratched his head, "I just want to watch you, lest you tell me that you can't be impulsive, and end up sending yourself to the hospital again." ”

Casto shrugged at Keigo Masaki, "It's all justified, there's no room to refuse." ”

Keigo Masaki: ......

"Can your victory team be reliable! Even if that's the case, there's no way I'm going to put my life in the hands of these two people, right? Keigo Masaki hammered the bed board hard, "A fat man, a person who has never beaten me, you are here to protect me?" Do I need your protection? ”

Because of Masaki Keigo's sneak attack, more and more people were arrested, and more information about this organization was also revealed - Angel Jingyinghui, which is the real name of this organization.

Witch, this is the code name of the woman who was kicked out of her body by Keigo Masaki.

As the name suggests, the Killilords are winged angels, and they greet the 'god' behind the gates of hell.

"Keiko Onuma." Horii said suddenly.

"What?"

"That's the woman's name." Horii looked at Keigo Masaki, "We found her family when she was alive, they participated in the cremation ceremony throughout the whole process, and her family has been looking for her for many, many years. ”

Keigo Masaki glanced back at Casto, "If you say, if you announce this woman's name and deeds, will it be better to curb those bed bugs from spreading ideas in human society?" ”

"What do you think? You can do it yourself. "If you wanted to, wouldn't you be able to do it yourself?" ”

"But...... Would you really do that? ”

Keigo Masaki looked at Casto on the bed, and closed his eyes silently after a while, "Hmph, who are you looking down on when you play with the dead." ”

Inside the lounge.

"What happened to the ordinary people who participated in this cult?" Dagu, who confirmed that Masaki Keigo was okay, first breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with some concern as if he suddenly remembered something.

Casto shook his head, "Don't worry, TPC's psychotherapy will intervene, and those people will be fine." ”

"Why do so many people believe the words of the Killilords?" Da Gu frowned, "Obviously, the world has begun to develop in a good direction, but why are these people still bewitched by those words?" ”

"What doomsday, what god Killilord, this is outrageous, isn't it?"

"Religion is the opium of the people." Casto looked at Dagu, "Do you know what that means?" ”

"Uh... Does it mean that religion is like opium that eats away at people? After a moment's thought, Dagu asked, somewhat uncertainly, "Like the Kiliellodians intend to do?" ”

On the contrary, in a sense, this sentence is expounding the rationality of the existence of such a matter as religion in the world. Casto shook his head, "With the continuous development of human society, in a practical sense, in the world, human criticism of the once decadent religion has long since ended with the emergence of all kinds of enlightened ideas. ”

"You know those things are fake, but don't the others know?"

"But why are the Killilords able to find their followers so quickly, unsuspectingly?" Dagu didn't understand it even more.

"Once the argument of falsehood in heaven is refuted, its existence on earth is in a quandary." Casto looked into Dagu's eyes, "It's easy to criticize cults, anyone can do this, just like you said to us in the lab before, what should we do, but what should we do?" ”

"You can tell those people that the Killilords are illusory, that they are deceiving, but for those people, the problem is real and exists in the human world."

"Of course you can see very clearly, you can perceive that the Killilords are just hallucinating." Casto patted Dagu on the shoulder, "But this illusion itself has its own reality. ”

"The problem of religion is not only a manifestation of the problem of reality, but also a critique of the problems that exist in this reality. If you think that the ideas brought by the Killierodians are only a fantasy, but you think that this fantasy can be completely replaced or eliminated by words, then you are talking about an even more naïve fantasy. ”

Dagu closed his eyes, he still couldn't quite understand Casto's words.

As a simple man, he understood that everything that the Kilielodians were doing was wrong.

As a man from a small town, he has seen the disasters brought about by those demagogic words.

But he wasn't completely ignorant of Castor's words, he understood something.

The suffering behind the suffering of ordinary people who believe in the so-called Kilielrod is rooted in reality.

The more Dagu understood Casto's words, the more he couldn't ignore it, but thought about it more and more.

But the more he thought about it, the more he felt powerless, because he knew that the problems of the times were not something that he could change as a small member of the victory team, even if he was the most respected director of Sawai, in the face of such a realistic problem, he could only take steps carefully step by step, and could not make even a little mistake.

On the other side, in Keigo Masaki's hospital room.

Horii sat on the edge of Keigo Masaki's bed, and since Kasto and the others left, he and Keigo Masaki hadn't said a word, and such an awkward atmosphere was somewhat uncomfortable for someone like Horii.

Suddenly, Horii stood up from his chair, as if he was fully prepared, and bowed deeply to Keigo Masaki, "Thank you for Ryosuke Sanada's matter, Keigo Masaki-kun!" ”

"Hmph, if you die, remember to help me bring a message to Ryosuke Sanada, telling him that I, Masaki Keigo, will lead humanity to higher mountains, so that he can prepare for reincarnation, and if he is still a human in the next life, he will have the opportunity to see a new world, a world where there is no place for the Killilords." Horii's sudden movements startled Keigo Masaki, who raised his eyes and taunted Horii angrily.

A new world?

Horii looked at Keigo Masaki, a strange emotion enveloped him, and he suddenly didn't understand what this rich and smart man was thinking all day long.

"Whether it's acting alone or being a bait now, whether it's Ryosuke Sanada or you Keigo Masaki, why don't you seem to take life as life?!" Horii was very angry and said, "Is there something more important than life?!" ”

"Ryosuke Sanada should be able to answer your questions... It's a pity he's dead..."

Horii was a little speechless, but fortunately, Keigo Masaki's words soon came again, "That kind of guy who is dead and only thinks about the evolution of the flesh can't face the problems that arise in reality... Even if he doesn't die this time, that guy will eventually die at the hands of someone else..."

An absurd emotion filled Horii's brain, and he suddenly felt that Keigo Masaki and Ryosuke Sanada seemed to be able to understand each other more than he imagined.

Obviously, he and Sanada Ryosuke knew each other earlier, and he was also a genius scientist, but for some reason, Horii suddenly felt that he didn't understand what these two people were thinking.

He suddenly had the feeling that he had never known his friend Ryosuke Sanada.

Horii feels as if he's different from them, but it's a pity that Ryosuke Sanada has left forever.

Fortunately, there is one more person in the world who can understand Ryosuke Sanada.

Keigo Masaki frowned, he always felt that the fat man in front of him looked at him a little strangely.

Horii smiled, if he missed the previous genius, then he couldn't miss the next genius.