Chapter 273 "Time is running out~"

Butis Blue was stunned for a moment. Mr. A's reaction was so intense... He hurriedly stepped forward to stop the crazy "shepherd" and said:
"No, these are precious human resources, isn't it a waste if you kill them like this?!

"How about playing a game?"

Then he turned around, facing the panicked crowd, and waved his hand. With his powerful spirit, he pinned the runners to the ground. Butis Blue smiled brightly and said:

“The Lord has made such a great sacrifice by bearing the sins of all living beings, but you are ungrateful…

"Now, those who have committed murder, drug trafficking, forced prostitution, and human trafficking should come forward. Reports are welcome. Reporters...

"Time is running out~"

Everyone was silent at first, and then they began to accuse each other, revealing a lot of crimes.

Butis Blue turned to look at Mr. A, whose expression was distorted, and said with a smile:

"This is the 'humanity' and depravity that the Lord wants to see... And, A, the way you acted in anger for your own image is just like a 'human'. Keep working hard... I forgot to tell you that this newspaper has probably been sold to all of Bay City. Hmm, it should be sold to all of Loen by evening, right? Tomorrow it will reach Intis..."

"Butis!" Mr. A was thoughtful at first, then furious. Well, he was furious on the physical level. This bloody and weird scene undoubtedly accelerated the chaos of the gangsters. After he put his organ back, he said:

"I don't think you're that smart. Everyone lies!"

"Oh? Did I hear them talking?" Butis Blue raised the corners of his mouth and waited quietly for the result.

After a while, the gang members quieted down. They pushed a black-haired young man and shouted:

"It's this guy! He killed people, set fires, kidnapped women, and sold people! He did it all! We were all forced to do it by the boss, but this guy did it on his own initiative! He is the sinner!"

"Really..." Butis Blue walked into the crowd, came to the black-haired young man, and asked:

"What's your name?"

The black-haired young man's eyes seemed filled with gloom, and he whispered:

"Derrick, no last name."

"Derrick, do you admit all the crimes they've charged you with?"

"I admit it. I did it."

Butis Blue smiled, led the young man to the cross, and said to Mr. A, who looked malicious:

"Okay, now you can deal with the remaining people. From now on, Derek will be the leader of this gang. Let's call it the Derek Gang."

Mr. A's expression froze. He glanced at the shocked young man, then at the gang members who were instantly excited, making noise, and cursing. He seemed to understand something. He used the "psychologist" ability that he had just let out yesterday to invade the young man's mind. He only heard the following conversation:

"Derrick! If you confess all your crimes, we will help you support your old mother! We will collect 100 pounds to buy your life, do you want it?"

"But……"

"That's it! 100 pounds! I'll work hard for you!" "Yes!" "Yes!" "It's a lot!"

"But... OK, fine... give the money to my mother..."

Mr. A's mouth opened and he let out a creepy laugh.

"Haha, haha! Haha! This is 'human'!

"Lord! I offer this 'sinner' and 'fallen' to you, and I hope to receive your grace!"...

"Derrick, look, that lunatic will be your superior in the future. Are you afraid?" Butis Blue watched from the side and spoke ill of Mr. A.

"...Don't be afraid!" the black-haired young man replied with trembling legs.

"Well, anyway, we can't have any 'prodigy thieves' in the gang anymore. Let them be newspaper boys."

Seeing that Mr. A had almost finished his work, Butis Blue talked about the next arrangements:

"As for the newspaper boy, well, you need to have a good meal in the morning so that he can have the strength to shout and run, right? You need to give him more commission so that he can deliver more newspapers, right? If other gangs come to cause trouble... that's great. Next time, just go find Mr. A. See how familiar this 'God' is with handling these things!"

"Shut up, Butis!" Mr. A had no idea how many times he had repeated this sentence, but he was unable to stop the other party.

"Okay, I'm redundant! Derek is in your hands! Give him a good education, I think he has a bright future!" Butis Blue opened the Starlight Gate and returned to Tingen, which was undergoing a large-scale development, and began to write a letter to Klein.

……

"...I have already instigated the relationship between Mr. A and the serial killer, and the effect may be good. Of course, I am just making a suggestion, because the Backlund Aurora Society still has a 'Dark Saint' resident, and he is the one who can make the decision.

"The building of the 'Perpetual Motion Machine' company is being built in Tingen. I'm currently busy with this matter so I can't leave. I really hope you can catch the serial killer soon.

“I will try the recipes you sent me sometime; they all look delicious.

"Benson has resigned from his original company and officially joined us. He is also on site for the construction of the company's headquarters. How many floors do you think the building should have? I think it should be at least a dozen floors, right?"

More than a dozen floors?! Klein couldn't help but shake his head. It wasn't that it couldn't be built, but there weren't that advanced elevators in this era! Just climbing the stairs would make a person fall apart!

As for electricity…although it has been discovered, there is no sign of it being put into use. It depends on whether the company has capable people who can develop more advanced equipment!
How about building five or six stories first? That's the height of a building on Earth without an elevator...

"Dark Saint"... No wonder Aurora is so fearless. The three major churches openly have a saint stationed in Backlund... Of course, no one knows how many there are in secret.

Klein took out a pen and paper and quickly wrote a reply. He gave it to his high-ranking messenger along with 1 soli for postage and began to prepare for the upcoming Tarot meeting.

3pm.

Lines of deep red emerged like a tide, then faded away, revealing familiar figures!
"Good afternoon, Mr. Great Fool~
"Good afternoon..." Justice Audrey lifted her skirt again and greeted everyone in a clear and sweet voice. The others followed suit and Audrey spoke first:

“Mr. Fool, I got some of Roselle’s diaries. Please allow me to give you the five pages I wrote down first, in return for your help~”

The Fool Klein naturally agreed. He nodded and took the note. He took a closer look:
"March 6th, damn, the food here makes me almost constipated!"

“…” Klein felt like holding his forehead with his hands. Great, everyone is going to see the Roselle Memorial Exhibition, right? I’ve read this diary three times! But he still kept a straight face and continued to flip through the pages. Fortunately, there was a page he had never seen before, which made this diary more valuable.

The Fool waved his hand to disperse the diary and said, "Let's start the transaction."

The World was agitated for a moment, but still suppressed its urgency and said:

"Ms. Justice, has your problem been solved by 'Mr. Great Fool'?"

Audrey said cheerfully:

"Yes! The Fool solved my problem immediately!
"Mr. World doesn't have to bother with this anymore. Well, I'm willing to pay you 100 pounds for your hard work. Thank you for your willingness to try."

Click click click~
It seemed that everyone heard the sound of something shattering. The Fool tilted his head back. Perhaps it was a restless heart that was broken? The Clown covered his face and didn't believe what he said! Love? Ha!
(End of this chapter)