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Chapter 227

Although the flow of time can be controlled, the more than ten years of being autistic do exist for him. Every minute and every second needs to be spent and endured by himself.

If it weren't for Johnson's terrible talent, facing this kind of guilt and self-blame, he would have been alienated long ago, and he would have been a very powerful pollutant. He just knew that he would feel so uncomfortable, but Johnson still did it.

No matter how he thought about it, Ye Tingbai couldn't understand this.

Time is the best medicine to repair everything. For others, Johnson may feel like he was confused for a day at most, but for Johnson, it was indeed more than ten years of suffering and pain.

Immersed in the world of his imagination, the pain was gradually healed by time. When he returned to the real world again, he did not talk about it with anyone.

Incredibly big heart.

Johnson: "Should I continue?

Later, I received a letter. The content of the letter was roughly whether I thought this model was cruel. Obviously those people had just experienced pain, and they were still human beings, but in the end they had to be humanely destroyed.

And they can change that."

Ye Tingbai: "They?

Who is delivering the letter?"

Johnson: "The person who delivered the letter called himself the Green Postman. I couldn't trace that person. It was very strange and elusive.

Wearing an emerald green postman uniform and riding a very old bicycle with large beams, he can always disappear perfectly at the next street corner."

Ye Tingbai: "Go and check this person!"

Sun En: "Okay!"

Johnson stopped Sun En and sighed: "It's useless. I actually asked you to check for me once before, and the surveillance camera can't see that person."

Ye Tingbai: "What happens next? Before, you thought that everything must abide by the rules, but now you are about to join a strange cult?"

Johnson scratched his head in confusion.

"Order does not restrict personal beliefs. As long as you don't join the Foundation or the World Government, you are considered a free person. I remember what it says in the code.

And I think what was written in the letter was right. It was clear that those people had just been hurt, but they were going to be sentenced to death again.

I had never experienced it before, I didn’t feel this way, but at that time, I very much recognized it.”

Johnson had just experienced this kind of pain, and of course he strongly agreed with the content of the letter. Moreover, the timing of this letter was also just right. It pinpointed Johnson's weaknesses and drew a picture for Johnson at the right time.

Creampie, perfect control.

Ye Tingbai: "Then what did he ask you to do?"

Johnson: "It's nothing. I just informed some ordinary people who were on the verge of losing control in advance. At first, I only reported one person, but later I found out that that person was really completely normal.

I have observed them for a long time and there is really no difference between them and humans."

Sub-personality: "This can also explain why the number of contaminants that were concealed was very small in the beginning. This organization feels that it can hide it, and it has taken root in this place for so long."

Ye Tingbai was also surprised. Yangcheng was his base camp, and there were informants everywhere. Although there were countless sects and cults in the world, no one would come to Yangcheng to commit crimes because it was not easy.

Please.

There are a lot of small cities and unattended cities. Compared with those cities that are more susceptible to erosion, Yangcheng has no advantages and will instead face many obstacles.

Johnson: "Originally, I thought it was unrealistic. If I continued to do this, I would definitely be discovered. After all, those people had criminal records with the Bureau of Psychological Assessment and were recorded. What I did was just useless.

But I later discovered that their criminal record had been cleared."

Sub-personality: "There is a logical error. If they can get the Bureau of Psychological Assessment data, then Johnson's role will not be important."

Ye Tingbai thought for a while, and there was indeed something wrong with this. If Johnson's role was only to report information about pollutants, then the Psychological Assessment Bureau could completely take over this job.

Since "they" apparently already control the Bureau of Psychological Assessment, getting the data should be very simple.

Ye Tingbai: "Is there anything else?

They asked you to do more than that, right?"

Johnson: "That's true. At first, they asked me for some names intellectually, and then they started asking me to help intercept some data. Most of them are preliminary alienated pollutants."

Ye Tingbai: "Preliminary alienation? There is a problem. If it is really like what you said, it is because they think this rule is cruel, they should save these people before they are alienated.

Why are we stuck at the point of preliminary alienation?"

After hearing this, Ye Tingbai realized what Johnson's real role was, which was the information about these pollutants. They were on the verge of alienation and pollutants exceeded the limit. The Bureau of Human Psychological Assessment could manage this kind of thing, but once it reached the pollutant stage, it should be transferred.

Give it to order.

At this time, the role of Johnson as the inner ghost was reflected, but it cannot be said to be very core. He is still a dispensable person. Maybe Ye Tingbai thought wrong at first. He thought that Johnson must be a traitor if he hid so deeply.

important role.

In fact, it's just that Johnson really can't play an important role.

As long as you are useless enough, no one will take advantage of you.

Ye Tingbai: "Later, what else do you know about them?"

Johnson: "Our communication is all through that postman, but the strange thing is that those postmen are not the same person. Every time a letter is delivered and received, there will be a different person.

I know that they are the only ones who call themselves Immortal Hall of Fame, and they know a lot of things and can control a lot of things.

Every time I feel like something is about to be exposed, it is always rounded off perfectly."

Ye Tingbai could only say that it was fortunate that he discovered it early. It was terrible that the place where he was present every day could be corroded to this extent by another organization.

It was obvious that Yangcheng was full of his followers, and he could have discovered it earlier.

Ye Tingbai: "But, why do they have to wait for the initial alienation of human beings before going to rescue them?

Forget it, let's go see that boy.

Let’s go see the person who scolded me.”

Johnson breathed a sigh of relief, and finally no longer had to be interrogated. The reason why he panicked was because he had reported the information of these people, but he had also been monitoring them responsibly.

It’s just that there have been more and more people recently, and Johnson can’t stand it anymore.

The three of them came to the temporary prison on the first floor of the Order Office together. In such a dark and gloomy place, even though the man was very arrogant, he still huddled in the corner.

"Hey, why are you arresting me?

Let me out quickly, or I will expose you, let me out quickly, and no one will care about you anymore?"

The man yelled and was extremely irritable, and the more he cursed, the worse he sounded.
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