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

How should I put it? Faced with such cold data, Ye Tingbai had no sympathy at all. He even felt that this should be the case. There would be some scum in any group, and these people in Mingchuan City were not worthy of redemption.

The door to leave is there, but they just refuse to leave. What can they do? Forced evacuation is definitely unrealistic. In this world, the world government uses various measures to improve human satisfaction, just to make human beings less negative.

It should be said that ordinary people's lives are quite moist.

Forcibly removing one million people will breed dissatisfaction, and how many of these people will turn into pollutants and affect normal human society. This is an inestimable figure.

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, and some kind of change occurs in Mingchuan, resulting in

No one can bear the consequences of a bigger disaster.

Procrastination is probably a skill that all people in power need to learn, because sometimes doing more means making more mistakes, and not doing anything means more dereliction of duty. This is the reason why many disasters could have been contained in their infancy, but ended up being out of control.

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Ye Tingbai: "Where are the other two people?"

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

A Jian then mocked: "Degenerate!"

"Hey, what are you talking about? What do you want us to do, running around the city every day, hunting ghosts? Use your brain and think about what would happen if we really did that."

Ye Tingbai: "There is no need to argue about these issues. Please take us to see the survey results from a few years ago."

A Jian was like an ancient person who was compassionate and compassionate. But now, the people in the Order Department don't care about human life the most. They are numb. Even Ye Tingbai is the same. In less than two months, he has been tortured by this kind of world.

The infection is assimilated.

In a dusty data room, Ye Tingbai saw all the backups of the investigation data from that year. The originals had all been taken away, and here were all copies. The files were well preserved, and almost after the joint plan was launched,

What happens every day is recorded here.

Ye Tingbai glanced at A Jian, who was sitting upright next to him.

"Do you know the words?"

A Jian's face looked unnatural.

"Okay, I understand. I see for myself that you have to adapt to modern society. It's hard to imagine how you survived until now."

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

Gan Qing felt a little strange when he saw Ye Tingbai frantically flipping through the information. He didn't stay on each page long enough to see what the content was.

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

Sub-personality: "No need."

"It's weird, it's like a different person suddenly."

Ajian's eyes were also staring at Ye Tingbai, his eyes full of disbelief.

"The scent of incense is gone..."

Ye Tingbai has no interest in the two people's opinions. The sub-personality is collecting and processing the data, and the two people can share their memories. This can be regarded as indirectly possessing the mechanical processing ability of the sub-personality.

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

"It's true that you are not lazy, but why do you only know how to kill ghosts and never think about why these ghosts appear?"

Gan Qing: "Things like that shouldn't be considered by us. We have limited freedom and are only responsible for our own work."

Ye Tingbai: "Are all of you criminal masters so free?"

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

He was really asked by Gan Qing, was he considered a crime master? It seemed that he was really not. He had never even done the daily work of a crime master. He had 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. Within one year, this improvised order house killed 20,000 evil ghosts.

It can only be said that the original purpose of establishing the Judgment Master was to deal with pollution, not to investigate cases. People like Ye Tingbai who wandered around and negotiated with all kinds of gods, divine relatives, and apostles should have gone crazy long ago.

If you think about it carefully, the reconstruction plan also has its own rationality. No matter how you add conditions, Ye Tingbai will eventually die. This is the only outcome for an ordinary person who runs rampant in such a world.

As for the remodeling plan, the only thing that cannot be calculated is probably the uniqueness of Ye Tingbai himself.

Hong Yi is a commoner, with an ordinary family background, ordinary life experience, ordinary experience, and a very ordinary person. There is nothing special about her identity and resume. I really can't figure out why she is like this.

Ye Tingbai: "How was Hongyi's body disposed of eight years ago?"

Gan Qing: "No one cared about her at first. They really started to pay attention to her four years ago. It's been so long that it's impossible to find out details like this."

Generally speaking, after death, the body will be taken directly to decompose, cremated, frozen and other methods to dispose of the body, but family members are not allowed to take the body away directly.

Now this Hongyi is like a mystery. The time of her death was eight years ago, and the accident in Mingchuan was also eight years ago. The time record when the first ghost appeared in Mingchuan was 20 days after Hongyi died. Between the two

It must be related in some way, no one would believe it if they said it was unrelated.

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

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

"What's your fighting ability like? If you were to face those so-called fierce ones, would you have any chance of winning?"

A Jian: "I am the Yin Shen of Zhengsi. The evil spirits can't hurt me, but I can't restrain them either. If I bring the City God's order here, I might be able to help you."

Ye Tingbai: "Then what are you waiting for? Go find him and get it."

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

After saying this, he did not forget to look at Gan Qing mockingly. Seeing that the two of them were about to start arguing again, Ye Tingbai quickly pulled A Jian and left.
Chapter completed!