Chapter 226 The Mysterious Hong Yi

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

How to say it, facing such cold data, Ye Tingbai has no sympathy at all, and even feels that it should be so. There will be some scum in any population, and these people in Mingchuan City are not worthy of redemption.

The door to leave is there, but they just don’t want to leave. What can be done? Forced evacuation is definitely unrealistic. In this world, the world government uses various measures to improve human satisfaction, just to make humans have fewer negative emotions. It should be said that ordinary people live quite well.

How much dissatisfaction will be generated by the forced evacuation of these one million people, and how many of these people will be alienated into pollutants to affect normal human society. This is an inestimable data.

Maybe forced evacuation is a good plan on the surface, but no one can say whether it will cause more terrible things. What if these one million people are taken away, Mingchuan will undergo some changes, leading to a greater disaster, and no one can afford this consequence.

Procrastination is probably a skill that all people in power need to learn, because sometimes doing more means more mistakes, and inaction means dereliction of duty at most. This is why many disasters could have been suppressed in their infancy, but eventually became uncontrollable.

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

Gan Qing: "They usually live in their own homes in the city. You can see that the conditions here are simple. We rarely live here."

Ajian mocked at this time: "Degenerate!"

"Hey, how can you talk like that? What do you want us to do? Run around the city every day and hunt ghosts? Think about it, what will happen if we really do that."

Ye Tingbai: "There is no need to argue about these issues. Take us to see the results of the investigation a few years ago."

Ajian acted like an ancient person with compassion for the world, but now the people in the Order Institute care least about human lives. They are numb, even Ye Tingbai. In just less than two months, he was infected and assimilated by this world.

In a dusty data room, Ye Tingbai saw the backup of all the investigation data of the year. The originals had all been taken away. Here were all photocopies. The files were well preserved, and almost everything that happened every day after the joint plan was launched was recorded here.

Ye Tingbai glanced at Ajian who was sitting upright next to him.

"Can you read?"

Ajian's face was unnatural.

"Okay, I know, I'll see for myself. You have to keep up with modern society. It's hard to imagine how you survived until now."

For the data review and processing, the secondary personality has a natural advantage. He can scan these files like a machine and then reorganize everything in his mind.

Gan Qing saw that Ye Tingbai was a little strange when he flipped through the data frantically. The time he stayed on each page was not enough to see what was in it.

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

Secondary personality: "No need."

"Strange, how come it's like you suddenly changed into a different person."

Ajian's eyes were also fixed on Ye Tingbai, full of disbelief.

"The smell of incense is gone"

Ye Tingbai had no interest in the opinions of the two people. The secondary personality collected data and summarized it for processing. The two people's memories could be shared, which indirectly possessed the mechanical processing ability of the secondary personality.

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

"I'm really not lazy, but why do you only know how to kill ghosts and never think about why these ghosts appear?"

Gan Qing: "That kind of thing shouldn't be considered by us. We have limited freedom and are only responsible for our own work."

Ye Tingbai: "Are all your judges so unfree?"

As a result, Gan Qing asked back: "Are you really a judge?"

He was really stumped by Gan Qing's question. Is he a judge? He doesn't seem to be. He hasn't even done the daily work of a judge. He has always had a very high degree of freedom.

The work log here shows that they have been cleaning up evil ghosts and summed up a lot of useful experience. In one year, this makeshift order has killed 20,000 evil ghosts.

It can only be said that the original purpose of the Judgment Master was to deal with pollution, not to investigate cases. Like Ye Tingbai, running around everywhere and negotiating with various gods, gods, and apostles, he should have gone crazy long ago.

If you think about it carefully, the reshaping plan also has its own rationality. No matter how many conditions are added, Ye Tingbai will die in the end. This is the only end of an ordinary person running rampant in such a world.

And the only thing that cannot be calculated in the reshaping plan is probably the uniqueness of Ye Tingbai himself.

Hongyi is a civilian with an ordinary family, ordinary background, ordinary experience, and ordinary personality. There is nothing special about her identity and resume. I really can't figure out why she can become what she is now.

Ye Tingbai: "How did Hongyi's body get handled eight years ago?"

Gan Qing: "No one cared about her at first. They really started to pay attention to her four years ago. It has been too long, and there is no way to check such details."

Generally speaking, after a person dies, the body will be taken directly to decompose. There are many ways to deal with the body, such as cremation and freezing, but family members are not allowed to take the body away directly.

Now Hong Yi is like a mystery. She died eight years ago, and Ming Chuan had an accident eight years ago. The first ghost of Ming Chuan appeared 20 days after Hong Yi's death. There must be some connection between the two. No one would believe that they are unrelated.

But the problem is that Hong Yi was discovered too late. It was only discovered four years ago. This place had been abandoned. There was no manpower and material resources to investigate this woman.

Ye Tingbai turned his head to A Jian. This strange man was obviously a god who had lived for tens of thousands of years, but he was as weak as a chicken.

"How good is your fighting ability? If you fight against those so-called evil spirits, do you have a chance of winning?"

Ajian: "I am the God of Yin. Evil spirits can't hurt me, but I can't restrain them. If you bring the City God Order here, I think it can help you."

Ye Tingbai: "What are you waiting for? Go get it from him."

"If you take the City God Order away, he will turn back into a wandering ghost, or even disappear directly. I can't do such a thing. That person has done much more than these people."

After saying that, he didn't forget to look at Gan Qing in a mocking way. Seeing that the two of them were about to fight again, Ye Tingbai quickly pulled Ajian away.

Ye Tingbai: "I really can't understand why you, a god's favorite, are so useless? Have you lived in vain for tens of thousands of years?"