I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 1105, Question 1100: Mutual Trust
His meaning was quite clear. What Qin Lan really cared about was why he always dared to say such rebellious things to her, as if her secret had been completely exposed.

The feeling of being seen through initially made her uncomfortable, but it quickly turned into a sense of relief.

Because she knew she no longer had to worry about anything, after all, nothing could be worse than this, and perhaps that was why Maren was so confident; he wanted to convince himself.

Despite his repeated insistence that he was not a devil and that his arguments were not without merit, the aura he exuded made it impossible for Qin Lan to believe that he wasn't a devil.

However, if we're really talking about it, perhaps the devil would be more patient and wouldn't reveal such a flaw, since he has clearly seen through his own needs and could slowly corrupt him.

Furthermore, even the devil wouldn't have his own needs like he does.

But how could she be sure these weren't bait he was throwing out?

Qin Lan took a deep breath.

Regardless of whether he is a devil or not, she has to cooperate with him. In fact, if he really is a devil, he might actually be able to help her, since what she is doing is not something that can be forgiven.

Let's cooperate with the devil.

She sighed:
"I can adjust the treatment plan as close as possible, and within the time frame, I can also help you with as many hypnosis sessions as possible. Normally, we should have enough time for two sessions."

"But I can't just hypnotize you right away, because I have my own purposes too."

“You’re right, I want to send you underground, and for that I have to fabricate a fairly reasonable medical record, which is no easy task, since I still have to bring you back.”

"It's already difficult enough to get you into the underground, but to get you back after you've gone in is quite a test of my report-writing skills, so I need to figure out some groundwork first."

"After all, you're not going to be trapped underground forever, are you?"

Following her lead, Maren asked:
"So what exactly do you want?"

Qin Lan looked at him with disbelief:
Are you genuinely unaware, or are you pretending?

Mar and Eng said in confusion:
How could I possibly know if you didn't tell me?

Qin Lan glanced at him a few times, trying to find a flaw in his expression, but she found nothing. She even felt that she was not looking at a human being, but an unchanging sculpture.

She doesn't seem to be talking to humans at all.

This feeling doesn't prove that Marne is innocent, but it made it impossible for her to hold on any longer.

She no longer questioned Marx and Engels:
What are your thoughts on demons?

Marne pointed to his head:

“I remember nothing, therefore I have no opinion on anything.”

Qin Lan chuckled. Of course, she didn't believe Ma En's statement, but this answer was still a statement.

"Aren't you afraid of demons?" she asked, with a hint of provocation.

Marne shrugged:

"It depends on the demon himself. If he is a kind and upright demon who would never bully others and is always willing to help others, then I am definitely not afraid."

"If this demon likes to kill two people for no reason, and tears me to pieces whenever he sees me..."

He looked at Qin Lan with sincere eyes.

This question may seem like a trivial question, but it actually answers her real question.

Qin Lan smiled:
"Then you're lucky, because the demon you're about to encounter is kinder and more righteous than anyone you've ever met. She'll always stand up for what's right when injustice strikes. I've never met anyone in my life more deserving of the title 'angel' than her..."

She paused here, as if struggling with her thoughts for a moment.

Then Qin Lan mustered her courage and said:

"No, the word 'angel' doesn't do her any justice. You might think I'm ridiculous, that I'm out of my mind, but I'm telling the truth, not blinded by fanatical worship..."

Qin Lan paused again, seemingly reflecting on what she had just said.

"To be honest, I do admire her, but that doesn't affect what I'm saying. Never mind, why am I telling you all this? Just pretend I didn't say anything..."

Clearly, she was also a little conflicted when she got to this point, feeling that Marx and Eng might doubt the veracity of her words.

“It’s alright,” Ma En suddenly said, trying to comfort her. “I can tell you’re telling the truth, and I believe that such people may exist in the world.”

Hearing this, Qin Lan calmed down a little:

“I don’t want to lie about this. I don’t believe she could become a demon. Anyone can be bewitched, deceived, fall into depravity, and make mistakes, but she absolutely cannot.”

"To say she turned into a demon is like telling me the sun will fall down."

"I can't believe she's turned into a demon. If they said she was bewitched by the devil, I might be able to believe it a little, but for her to be a demon herself is simply impossible."

"If she really went berserk and killed someone in the street, then it's only possible that the guy was the devil, and everyone else was just deceived, and she was making a sacrifice for everyone."

"Perhaps they were just deceived, but she was definitely framed."

Can you understand how I feel?

Marx and Engels nodded:

"It sounds reasonable. If I were you, I would also have doubts. Perhaps some people are very good at pretending, but there are always some people in this world that you know well enough that you know some things are simply impossible."

Qin Lan nodded:

“That’s right. I can choose not to question what’s wrong with this world, but I can’t accept things going on like this. She shouldn’t have been locked up underground at all.”

Marx and Engels asked:

"So you want me to rescue her?"

Qin Lan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing:

"Are you a demon too? Even if you really are a demon, you couldn't have saved her under those circumstances. All I want to know is how she's doing now, and if she has anything she wants to say to me."

"This is what I wanted. Don't worry, I didn't intend to send you to your death."

"I don't want much, and this is already very difficult. I might not even be able to arrange a meeting between you. You might only stay inside for a few days before coming out. Of course, this won't affect our cooperation."

This is what Marx and Engels expected.

Of course he knew who Qin Lan was talking about.

If she could create an opportunity to meet Shenxiao, that would be a really good thing. He and Qin Lan thought differently; Ma En didn't just want to meet Qin Luan a few times.

What he wanted was to rescue her.

"Is this demon you're talking about someone I know? I've been reading quite a few books these days, so I might have heard of this demon."

Qin Lan gave a wry smile, but still answered Marx and Engels' question:

"Of course, you must know that as long as you live in this world, you have heard her name. She is the one who once assassinated the Returnee and is now atone for her sins."

As she spoke, she observed Marne's reaction. Nothing happened.

Marne simply nodded calmly:
"Yes, she is indeed a difficult person to approach. If you want to meet her, the report you need to prepare will probably be quite special and not something that can be done casually."

Qin Lan nodded:

"Of course, such an opportunity is almost impossible to realize, but your situation is also special. The demon within you is quite well-known. If I could come up with a suitable reason..."

Ma En could sense that her tone wasn't very confident.

He pondered:

"What if you didn't have to worry about how to get me out?"

"What?" Qin Lan thought she had misheard.

Marx and Engels reiterated:
“If you don’t have to worry about whether I can come back, or even if Pastor Chen can’t save me, I don’t care whether I can come back smoothly. Would you make it easier for me to meet her?”

"Why did you..." Qin Lan asked, puzzled, "And what's the point? If you don't come back, how will I know what she wanted to say to me? Are you out of your mind..."

Marx and Engels shook their heads:
"Yes, you don't need to worry about me coming back. You can leave this problem to me, and I will solve it for you."

"Of course, I understand you might doubt me and want to know how I'm coming back. I can actually answer that question for you, but not now."

"I know how to get back, I just forgot for now."

That's why I need your help.

Qin Lan took a small half-step back:
"You really are a devil."

Marne shrugged:

"It depends on how you view the devil. If you're talking about someone who can seduce others and make them do things they shouldn't, then I could be the devil."

"The real question is 'What is wrong?' Is it wrong to lock her up, or is it wrong to rescue her? Are all of their statements wrong?"

"Then why do you still want to resist?"

Qin Lan looked at him warily:
"What do you mean by rescuing her? Do you think you have a way to release her? But do you think the Holy Church is turning a blind eye to her disappearance? Where do you think she can escape to?"

Marx and Engels answered confidently:

“I know where she can escape to. I can promise you that you don’t need to rush to send me in until I can prove these things for you. You only need to send me in when you are sure that I can rescue her. Before that, you can see for yourself whether I can do these things.”

"These things are all in my head, I just need to dig them out."

Qin Lan looked at him suspiciously:
"Or, you just want me to do all the work for you first."

Marne looked at her and said:
“If that’s the case, you can keep me trapped underground forever.”

Qin Lan sneered:

"Can I really do it? If you don't cooperate with me, I can only put you in jail for a few months at most. Sooner or later, Chen Yun will find out what I've done. What if you report me then?"

Marx and Engels spread their hands:
“Then you can tell her about our conversation. Do you think she will think that way? Do you really have no way to deal with a patient like me? And you can continue to monitor my condition.”

“I will show you what needs to be shown, and you will naturally believe me once you see it.”

"We're not going to sign any contract right away."

He could sense that Qin Lan's suspicion at this moment was less of a serious judgment and more of a defensiveness driven by unease. What he needed to do was not to explain anything, but to soothe her emotions.

Seeing his attitude, Qin Lan did indeed gradually relax:
Why do you want to rescue her?

Marx and Engels immediately realized the bitterness of it all:

"Because I know her."

Qin Lan looked at him in surprise:
"What are you talking about? What do you mean you know her? If you know her, how could I not know her?"

Marx and Engels countered with:
"Did you know she was going to assassinate the Returnees?"

Qin Lan was speechless for a moment.

He continued:

"The one I know isn't the sister you're familiar with. Actually, before you finished speaking, I already had a vague idea that you might be talking about her, because in my fragmented memories, she was indeed so upright that she had nothing to say."

"Moreover, in my impression, she seemed to be an invincible, omnipotent person who would act immediately on whatever she thought of, so I was not at all surprised that she assassinated the Returnee."

"I was surprised that she failed."

Qin Lan fell silent upon hearing these words.

Because he was indeed talking about his sister, and not everyone knew that.

Could it be that they really know each other? In fact, Qin Luan and Ma En are members of some kind of underground organization that rebels against the church, which is why they are all imprisoned. But how could the church allow them to have contact with them?
Countless associations flashed through her mind in an instant.

Finally, Qin Lan gave in:

"Let's give it a try. I'll fill your schedule, and you'll have to cooperate with me in advance to make all the necessary preparations so I can get you in."

Marx and Engels smiled and nodded:

"Don't worry, I won't let you down."

Qin Lan nodded:

"If you encounter any problems, feel free to come to me anytime. For example, if you have any questions about the hospital's arrangements, you can ask me for help adjusting them..."

Marx and Engels also took the opportunity to say:
"That's perfect. I do have a problem. Recently, a new member joined my activity group. She's a girl named Alice, and she used to be a patient who was locked up underground."

Qin Lan immediately asked:

"Yes, she was transferred to your place because Kania is there. Kania used to be in charge of this patient. Do you want me to switch her or you? I can do that."

Marx and Engels shook their heads:

"No, don't alert her. Don't act strangely when you're with her. Ideally, you shouldn't have any contact with her at all, but don't let her suspect that you're avoiding her either."

"Then, I need all her information, especially the recent ones, so I need everything that happened to her, including why she was released and what treatment she received."

"Can you take care of this for me?"

Unbeknownst to them, Ma En seemed to have already given orders to Qin Lan.

But what's even stranger is that she didn't feel anything wrong or uncomfortable, as if he was supposed to do it this way.

"Okay," she agreed without hesitation.

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