"Jingtuo God?" Among Gao Ming's many memories of dying, that name seemed to have appeared somewhere.
"The General Investigation Bureau deals with the Shadow World. People who come into contact with devils inevitably fall under their influence. Some investigators undergo drastic personality changes after escaping anomaly events. They torture civilians to death and become part of the disaster themselves. At times like that, someone has to do the dirty work, clean up afterward, and weave the lies." Situ An kept smiling. He enjoyed talking to Gao Ming, because the more Gao Ming learned, the more opportunities he would have to kill him. "Jingtuo God is the one who cleans up the General Investigation Bureau's messes. His specialties are concealment, deception, and slaughter."
"A clean freak who does the dirtiest work?" Xia Yang had discovered another interesting soul.
"Jingtuo God holds no specific position. I've dealt with him a few times, but I haven't found any weaknesses yet. All I know is that his public identity is a Mystery Analyst." Situ An shifted his gaze to Xia Yang. "If you can capture Jingtuo God, you'll have a chance to learn the General Investigation Bureau's most closely guarded information. You'll glimpse the secrets of Hanhai's big shots, then climb over their corpses to reach greater heights."
Situ An probably wasn't lying. Everything he told Gao Ming was something he had planned to do later. In one future where Gao Ming was killed, Situ An had indeed become the Bureau Chief of the Hanhai General Investigation Bureau, standing at the very summit of Hanhai.
That was when Situ An had been at his most terrifying. Now, however, Gao Ming had stuffed him straight into his heart before he could even take his first step.
"If you only intend to seize the East District,