"I think … I need to know the truth."
Fang Xian leaned against the pillow. "It's about you and the Fallen Star Church."
"Of course. I'm here to tell you that."
Lov pulled out a chair and sat on it. "How should I put it? Let me think about the beginning. Hmm … do you believe in the existence of supernatural powers in this world? "
"If it was before, I'd think you're bullsh * tting, but now, I believe you!" Fang Xian nodded.
"Since you can accept it, it'll be easier to explain." Lov heaved a long sigh. "Most of these supernatural powers are dark, corrupted, and chaotic. But as long as it's power, there will be fools chasing after it. As investigators, we have to fight against these fools to prevent them from accidentally causing trouble …"
"So, we are on the side of justice. This is good news." Fang Xian smiled.
"You're sharp!"
Lov looked at Roca in surprise. He felt that this person was different. "Let's talk about your case, the Fallen Star Church! They're a group of rats in the sewers. Each of them has two identities, one in the open and the other in the dark. According to the information and confessions we found today, they've only been in contact with supernatural powers for a short period of time. Their main tactic is to kidnap artists, writers, sculptors, and other 'talented' people. They use various methods to stimulate their senses, allowing them to come into contact with the 'will of the great existence', leaving behind understandable information … "
"That's how I was kidnapped. Hmm, single, living alone … If I go missing, it'll be a long time before I'm discovered. I'm a good target."
Fang Xian nodded and thought of more.
Roca was kidnapped and participated in the 'ritual'. The cultists themselves did not know what they were praying to, so the direction of the ritual was a mess.
But by chance, a few of them succeeded.
The existence that Roca came into contact with was the true spirit of a great cultivator.
That allowed his originally muddled true spirit to find something to rely on. It did not disappear into nothingness, but slowly condensed and finally awakened.
Hmm, no … other than me, there's another power. That power caused Roca's death and gave the poem 'power'!
Fang Xian shuddered and felt his hair stand on end.
"Yes, but you were very lucky. We had an investigator who was investigating the disappearance of another painter. He destroyed the ritual and saved you."
Lov continued, "After you woke up, you accepted our treatment and medicine and forgot everything that happened. You looked normal, so you were discharged. Of course, we suspect that the Fallen Star Cult won't let you go easily because the ritual is halfway done. Some of you might have made contact with the Great Being and obtained some information. This is what they are after, so … I'm responsible for monitoring you!"
"Just like fishing? I'm the bait? "Fang Xian smiled, as if he didn't mind being watched.
"Yes, today's harvest is not bad. The Fallen Star Church has been attacked, so they won't dare to show up for a while. You're safe now … Of course, it's hard to say what will happen in the future. Before the Fallen Star Church is completely destroyed, they will probably be thinking about you. "Lov's lips twitched into a stiff smile.
"And there's a new problem … I can't forget my memory!"
Fang Xian said, "I'm one of the insiders, but none of you can hypnotize me and make me forget my memory and become a normal person. So, either you imprison me or let me join you?"
"Yes, Rocca … Are you willing to be an investigator?"
Lov's expression turned serious. "This isn't an honor but a responsibility. You'll have to endure madness and pain!"
"Do I have a choice?"
Fang Xian smiled bitterly, but his heart was looking forward to it.
He was recruited by a supernatural organization right after he transmigrated. It had been a long time since something good happened to him.
…
The hospital that Fang Xian was in was called Leybecca Sanatorium. It specialized in mental treatment and was just a wall away from the mental asylum behind the mountain. It was quite famous in Orsay.
In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.
Fang Xian had gone through all sorts of tests and was proven to have fully recovered.
Before that, his' friends' were all discharged from the hospital with fake memories implanted in them.
In a nutshell, Simpson, who attended the gathering for the first time, brought a batch of hallucinogenic drugs and distributed them to his friends before knocking them out.
He had already been arrested and would be punished by the law.
Later, news of Simpson's trial would be published in the newspapers. In short … everything would be faked perfectly.
When Fang Xian asked why this was done, Lov gave a meaningful answer.
"The greatest fortune of mankind is that they don't know certain things … Sometimes, knowing too much is a pain and danger!"
…
After Fang Xian was discharged from the hospital, he sat in the passenger seat of Lov's car and asked, "Where are we going? The Investigator's headquarters? "
"Yes, you'll have to go through a series of tests and join us. Of course … we still have some experiments that we need your help with."
Lov turned the steering wheel and said in a seemingly relaxed manner.
"No problem, but what's the name of our organization?" Fang Xian asked curiously.
"Secret Keeper!"
Lov replied, "Guarding secrets, keeping secrets, and ensuring that secrets don't spread … That's our mission!"
'This is a very cautious organization. They have a pessimistic attitude toward supernatural powers, and their attitude is restrained and conservative …'
Fang Xian evaluated in his mind and asked casually, "What kind of experiment?"
"It's about the Fallen Star Church. Don't worry, we're not asking you to come into contact with some great existence or listen to their voice … It's about that oil painting and your poem!"
The car drove for half an hour on a deserted and unmarked road before they arrived at a cement building.
"This is the Secret Keeper's branch in Orsay. Come in."
Lov went to the garage and parked the car. He led Fang Xian through the seemingly simple but actually heavily guarded three doors and came to a place that looked like an interrogation room.
"Do the checkup first, mainly a questionnaire. Don't worry."
Lov comforted him.
Fang Xian rolled her eyes and took the initiative to enter the interrogation room. She felt a little uncomfortable.
'Huh? Something's not right! '
After sitting down, Fang Xian felt that something was wrong with the interrogation room.
Every corner of the room was filled with cement. There were no angles that a normal building should have, and the structure was very strange.
On the wall, there were some black spots that looked messy and messy.
However, if one stared at it for a long time, one would feel pressured.
Narrow and closed off …
If one stayed here for a long time, one might go crazy …
"He found out? So fast? Isn't his inspiration a little too high? "
Lov's eyelids twitched when he saw this scene through the one-way glass.
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