They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 173: Don't Get Overwhelmed
The tentacles gradually divided into two, with an eye growing out of each tip. They even looked a bit like snail's tentacles.

It swung its tentacles and wrapped them around Riya's neck a few times. Then it watched the host suddenly look at the sky, ran back to the office as if it had discovered something, and went upstairs to the top of the building.

"Squeak-"

Ria pushed open the door to the dusty attic, then opened the door from there and looked at the surrounding sky.

He saw a vague long gray line spreading from the west, which seemed to be the location of the factory. They emitted polluting gases without any scruples, and Adeline's prosperity began with such "pollution."

These are not the key points. The key point is that at a certain moment just now, Riya mistakenly saw the long smoke as a slender figure.

This is so worth pondering. Riya doesn't think he would make such a low-level visual mistake, especially when his current visual organs are those golden eyes.

"Maybe Evander is right, there is indeed something wrong with that place...it's just how the figure and the smoke are connected."

This made Riya a little confused. He decided to go to the place to investigate. However, at this time, he suddenly heard someone calling him from the bottom.

Evander rolled the book into a trumpet and shouted at him: "Don't think about it, my friend, life is very beautiful, we can talk about anything we can't think about!"
No one here will dislike you for having eye problems, so don’t jump off the building! ! ! "

Riya: "...Things are not what you think."

He knew that he was too close to the building and people might misunderstand him, so he turned around and went downstairs to explain. After much effort, Evander seemed less panicked.

He patted his heart: "I have seen too many examples of people giving up their lives for all kinds of reasons.

But you have to know one thing, suicide is against the purpose of the church. If I don't call you, what if someone shoots you in advance to prevent you from committing suicide. "

"No, who set this law..."

Riya wasn't afraid of bullets, but he didn't want to get shot out of nowhere if he could help it.

"Speaking of which, I've already made up my thesis. Have you written yours?"

"Ah, what?"

"One of the students who came asked Evander Charlie by name to help him write his thesis. He said he had to receive about [-] words of content before tomorrow, otherwise he would not be able to graduate."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Evander clutched the thick fabric covering his legs sadly: "Eighty-six thousand! The deadline is tomorrow. It's a shame those brats can figure out what kind of crap thesis is. Is he going to publish a book?"

"you me him--"

The man hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to let the student fend for himself regardless of the paper.

"Today's young people always want to take shortcuts, which will not lead to big things. When they enter society, they will realize how wrong their original decision was."

"You're right."

"Of course, after all, I am knowledgeable and indescribably intelligent. A roadside test said my IQ is at least [-] and up."

Evander showed a meaningful smile, but soon, he saw a car passing by the roadside, and his expression became cold again.

His expression was as if he wished he could catch up with the car and gnaw at it.

"I think we need to speed up the progress. Just looking at these steam monsters makes me feel sick. If we let them run around on the road again, more and more people will die."

Evander seems to be particularly interested in investigating these things. He even prepared a lot of materials inside the office to report the factory to the court, just waiting to find out the real reasons for the factory and overthrow them in one fell swoop. .

"I believe justice can be done." "Hopefully."

Riya couldn't deny this. He received his salary to be a qualified assistant. The detective's assistant was to assist the detective in completing the case, and Evander even gave it a name for this case.

"How about calling it 'The West Mill Murders in South Aldrin'?"

"Mr. Evander, how old are you?"

"35 years old, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, you are very young at heart."

"Kercha, we are discussing serious matters now."

He had a sullen face, trying to project the image of a serious elder.

"I think as my assistant, you need to meet the families of those workers first, and then tell me your inferences from there. Just treat it as a test to see if you have the potential to become an excellent detective."

"Of course, I'm very optimistic about you."

He said this to Riya, and Riya agreed to his request.

So not long after, they came to a private hospital.

Looking up at the building, Riya inevitably thought of the building where she fought with Gaen, but everyone in that hospital was dead, so there was nothing to worry about.

The two of them went up to the third floor. During this period, Evander could not go up the stairs and had to take the elevator, but this did not make him angry. It seemed that the only things he was hostile to were steam cars and factories.

"Lanna! I'm here to see you again."

As soon as he opened the door, Evander spread his hands towards the man wrapped in layers of bandages on the hospital bed as if he wanted to give him a hug.

Hugging is a very common way of greeting Endles, but Riya doesn't like others to touch him. He usually takes off his hat in advance before those people hug him to express friendship.

"Woo!" Lanna on the hospital bed looked here with cloudy eyes, seeming to be sincerely happy for Evander's arrival.

But when Riya looked into his eyes, she was surprised to find that the man's pupils were completely white, and it was impossible to tell without looking carefully. Not only that, the pupils of the man on the bed were dull, as if they had been cooked. fish eyes.

"Praise the sun..."

Riya made a symbol of the shining sun on her heart: "Can you still speak, sir?"

"But...you can."

The weak Lanna moved his lips, and it was impossible to hear the words clearly unless he listened carefully.

Riya's expression showed a bit more pity: "I'm sorry to see you become like this. Let me introduce myself. My name is Riya, Riya Kercha, and I am also Detective Evander's assistant.

Now for some necessary investigation, can you please disclose to me some of the content at that time?For example, the environment of the factory, the appearance of the factory owner and his attitude towards you. Of course, it would be better if there is also the usual food and accommodation in the factory. "

These things may seem insignificant, but they are extremely important points to Riya. He is already doubting whether the factory owner is a [black businessman] of his kind.

With such qualities, it would be a disgrace not to interpret the black businessman.

(End of this chapter)