After reading the report, Angor shared the same expression as Sunders. There was a red label at the bottom of the report that read "Rumor".
Judging from the handwriting, it seemed that Freud had written it himself.
In other words, Freud already confirmed that the report was fake. But why did Freud's sleeve end up on this page?
Could it be that turning to this page was purely an accident, and not because of the influence of the Lucky Scroll?
Angor doubted it, but he didn't want to jump to conclusions. No one knew how powerful the Scroll of Luck was.
"Tell me about the report," he said to Freud.
Freud had also finished reading the report. His eyes were filled with doubt. "This report was given to me by the Anomalies Committee a month ago. I remember that on the third day after the report was submitted, the deputy head of the Supernatural Affairs Division and I were discussing the latest anomalies. He specifically mentioned it and said that it was just a rumor. "
"The other Alien Affairs members who cooperated with the investigation also said that it was fake, so I marked it as' rumor '."
"So you're saying that you didn't do it yourself?"
"Yes." Freud nodded. "Generally speaking, the Anomaly Division will report to me as soon as they discover anything unusual. At the same time, they will initiate an investigation. Their investigation is the first step. If they find out the truth, I won't pursue it further. I'll focus on the unsolved cases instead. "
And obviously, this report was the report that the members of the supernatural beings group had confirmed that they had found the truth.
Freud paused for a moment. "I picked all the members of Alien Affairs by myself. They should be loyal. Therefore, their investigation should be correct. Moreover … "
Freud lowered his head and looked at the report again. "Besides, the members of Alien Affairs provided enough evidence to support the rumor. They don't have to lie about it."
Freud was right. Based on the evidence in the report, it was hard to lie about something like this.
Angor looked at Sunders. "Maybe it's just a coincidence that I turned to this page, and the Scroll of Luck didn't do anything?"
After all, Freud only collected a small number of strange incidents. There was a good chance that nothing related to the "Dissipation Authority" was mentioned.
"How about we do another experiment?" Angor suggested. They only wanted to see if "luck" worked, and they didn't need to limit it to the "energy dissipation". A lucky draw event could be used to prove it.
Sunders pondered for a moment. "I don't know if it worked or not. But as far as I know, the Scroll of Luck will last for about two to three seconds, and the pages did turn during those two seconds …"
If nothing happened during those two seconds, Angor wouldn't think too much about it. But since the pages of the book had been flipped, creating an unknown quantity, it was difficult to determine. It could have been an accident, or it could have been the result of "luck."
"How about this? Let's find all the people involved in the report and compare it again. If there's nothing wrong, we'll do another experiment.
Angor nodded. They didn't need to waste time anyway.
While arranging the search, Angor picked up the "Anomaly Investigation Report" and read it again, hoping to find something related to the "Authority". But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find anything related to the "Authority".
The content was actually very simple. It was about an investigator from the Supernatural Affairs Unit who heard a strange thing from some people during a secret investigation.
According to the report, they heard a ghostly song occasionally when they were walking through a dark alley.
The song sounded gloomy and eerie, as if a female ghost was whispering in their ears. Everyone who heard the song felt their scalps going numb.
The investigator immediately reported it to the Anomaly Division, who recorded it and reported it to Freud. They also began an investigation.
Two days later, the investigation was completed.
The truth was that the song came from a former opera singer.
It wasn't easy to lie about this. As long as they could find the opera singer and let the civilians hear it again, they would know who was singing. Since the evidence was solid, the Anomaly Division didn't need to lie for the sake of an opera singer, which was why Freud made a comment right away.
Let's assume that there was something wrong with the report. However, Angor still couldn't find anything related to the "Authority" in the report.
Now, Angor was more inclined to believe that it was just a coincidence when he flipped the pages of the report.
Half an hour later, a group of people stood in front of them.
Apart from those involved in the incident, the deputy chief of the Anomaly Division and other investigators were also present. Most of them were still confused about what was going on.
Freud looked at the deputy head of the Anomaly Division. Receiving the look, the deputy head walked to a middle-aged man and said, "About the report on Street Song, he's the first person we asked about it." Then, the deputy head looked at the man and said, "Why don't you tell us what happened?"
The man nodded and began talking.
He looked nervous and stuttered a little, but he still managed to tell the general content of the story. After he finished speaking, a few people who had personally experienced the "Ballad of the Little Alley" came up to fill in the details.
Judging from their expressions, they didn't lie. They did hear the song in the street.
At this time, the deputy team leader brought a woman in her thirties to the front of the crowd.
"She's the singer. She's an opera singer."
The woman acted gracefully. She kept her back straight despite being stared at by everyone. Clearly, she had some experience as an opera singer.
"Can you sing the song?" Freud asked.
The woman nodded without any stage fright. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began to sing.
Her voice was actually not as "ghostly" as one would imagine. Instead, it was very beautiful. It was just that she was singing the classic tragedy "Night Jasmine". The melancholy in the story was interpreted by her to be extremely poignant and beautiful. Listening to it made one's scalp tingle.
Angor nodded in his mind when the song was over.
As an expert in music, the woman's performance was quite artistic. She could even become a core member of a famous opera troupe.
"You did well. Are you working at Ocean Theater now?" Angor asked.
The woman didn't know who Angor was, but she saw Angor and another man sitting in front of them. Even Mister Tissen was standing beside them. She used to be an opera singer, so she naturally had the ability to observe people's expressions. Without the slightest neglect, she replied, "No, my current job is to design statues. My husband … my previous husband was a stone carver, so I also know a little."
"If you want to keep singing, you can try working at Ocean Theater. I think it's a good place for you."
"Can I?" The woman looked at Angor with longing.
"Of course. You can work at the Ocean Theater as long as you want." Freud answered.
The woman nodded happily.
With the conversation over, they returned to the topic at hand. Freud looked at the crowd who spoke with confidence earlier.
"Was this the song you heard back then?"
They nodded. "Yes. The voice is the same."
Their answers confirmed the findings of the report. The Supernatural Organization did not lie. There was nothing wrong with the report.
Freud looked at Angor. "Should we send them back?"
He considered for a moment. Judging from the current situation, there was nothing wrong with the report. He even wondered if the problem lay in that alley. He checked it with his Omniscient View and found that it was just an ordinary alley.
Therefore, it was very likely that Freud really did touch the page by accident, and it was a pure coincidence that he found this report.
"Let them go." Angor nodded.
With that, the crowd dispersed and prepared to leave. "Hey, you're …" Angor saw someone nearby and called out to him out of reflex.
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