Chapter 47 Aftermath (Please read!) The senior executives knew who it was by the sound of his voice. It was Sir Gregory. He had the loudest voice in the entire conference room. Everyone frowned, but no one dared to refute him. Sir Gregory's full name is Gregory Stanley. He is the heir to the title of the Stanley family in this generation. The predecessor of the Special Incident Investigation Department was a branch of the Kingdom’s Intelligence Department, and its sponsor at the time was the Stanley family! Therefore, every Sir Stanley would come to the department to work, and his words were very important. After all, the earliest start-up funds and the earliest batch of ancient relics of the headquarters were donated by the Stanley family. The director general is usually replaced every ten years or so, but the Stanley family will always be the mainstay of the Special Incident Investigation Department, and this cannot be replaced. "I think you're all scared by those twisted lunatics! You should have dealt with them long ago! Gods, shit gods! Maggots sleeping in the ground, monsters from the starry sky! Investigator Richie did a great job this time. It’s time to let them have a taste of our power. I’ve long wanted to drive my warship over there and bombard it…” Sir Gregory stood up and became more and more excited as he spoke, his saliva spraying out a meter away. The senior executives all held up the files in their hands to block them, and as they were flipping through them, they came across the investigator's file. Ricky Baldwin...
That's not right. This person is not a close relative of Sir Gregory. He is General Norman's man. "Ahem, let me say a few words." Just as Gregory finished yelling, General Norman stomped the civilized stick in his hand twice and spoke: “This time, Agent Richie went to Excel Town alone, and we didn’t expect him to achieve such a result at first. As a human being, it is inevitable that he will not be very thoughtful in doing things, and it is not his intention to use extreme means. In addition, the investigator in charge of the aftermath also interviewed several townspeople, who said that they did not see Investigator Richie at the scene of the crime when the fire broke out. I think this may be an accident that has nothing to do with him, so don’t worry too much about it.” This group of senior executives looked at each other, staring at each other, as if the sun was rising in the west. It has been two years. This is the first time in these two years that General Norman and Sir Gregory have reached an agreement and not refuted the idea. "Coward! Ricky did it! Well done! Why are you so afraid to admit it!" After hearing Norman's excuses, Sir Gregory was not happy and stood up to argue with him. The two of them argued for about ten minutes, and the other senior executives couldn't stand it anymore and quickly changed the subject. "I read in the files that more than 20 high-ranking members of the cult, including the small priest, were all arrested. With so many people, they wouldn't have wrongly implicated any innocent townspeople, would they?" "No, the evidence is irrefutable. No one among the more than 20 people can argue." This time it was Oliver, who was sitting nearby taking notes, who spoke. "So sure?" "We are very sure, because we found their corresponding religious uniforms and badges in their homes, and their names were also on the time-card records. Please see page 19 for details." Senior executive questioning: ??? The file was quite thick, and they actually got tired after flipping through it for a while, because most of it was the personal diary of the cult leader Lewis. The leader of a cult writes a diary? A cult group wears work uniforms and badges? Is this a legitimate cult group?
Everyone in the meeting room quickly turned to page 19 and saw that all the evidence was complete, with a detailed list and sketches of the work uniforms that were found. "It was Investigator Rich who suggested this. He had become a high-ranking official in the cult at the time and possessed... considerable say." After saying this, the conference room fell silent again. It was the first time they heard of an investigator becoming a high-ranking member of a pagan sect. Some of them were even muttering in their hearts that if they had known this would happen, they would not have allowed Ricky to come back. In two years, he would become the Pope and would then bring his subordinates to New Newrent to surrender themselves in a line. "Should we consider calling back Investigator Richie and conduct a comprehensive mental evaluation?" The speaker was Peggy Rupert, the head of the logistics and medical department. She was in her fifties and was very rigorous in her work. Her concerns were not unreasonable. An investigator who had gone deep into the cult might have been seriously polluted mentally. "No need!" "Need not!" General Norman and Sir Gregory spoke at the same time, both of them looked at each other unkindly, and finally General Norman spoke first: "Investigator Richie has another case to handle, which is very critical. I can guarantee with my reputation and position that his mental... uh, should be fine." "Humph." Sir Gregory snorted coldly, and the other senior executives could only pretend not to see it and continue to move forward with the meeting agenda. An hour later, the meeting ended and Chief Norman took Oliver out of the meeting room. "Where is Investigator Rich's partner? Call Rich later and ask him if he needs any support. Also instruct him on the handover with his partner." General Norman sensed the danger from Gregory. This old dog had a sharp nose, and it seemed that he was ready to bet on Ricky Baldwin. "Millie... Tang told me yesterday that she would arrive in St. Doddin this afternoon." "Let Ricky take over, and you can briefly introduce Millie Tang's situation to him. By the way, the informant files from Saint Dao Ding City are also in Millie Tang's hands, right? Let her and Ricky focus on them when the time comes." "I still need to coordinate the aftermath of Excel Town, and wait with the sheriff there..." "Let it go for now. Excell's overall situation has been settled. There's nothing to worry about. Let others handle these trivial matters. Now shift all your work focus to Ricky." …… In the Axel relief center, the prisoners on the second floor were sitting on the open space on the first floor, wrapped in blankets. Most of them were just ordinary brainwashed believers or prisoners who had offended the cult for various reasons. The sheriff and the investigators in charge of the aftermath did not make it too difficult for them. Besides, this group of people is quite pitiful. Most of them are covered with bruises, and some of them are not mentally normal. At this time, a fat man was sitting on the ground trembling, drinking the hot cocoa in his hand. He often talked to himself, and his muscles twitched unnaturally from time to time. Everyone said he was very crazy. "I'm out. I'm going home to pack my things and leave here. I can't let the cult find me again." "Old idiot, the cult is long gone. Did you see the man in the corner? Investigator! I heard that Lewis was burned to death." "Shut up! Shut up! You shouldn't be talking. Now's my time!" "Why can't I speak? This is my body. If it weren't for that damn ! You would be the one who died!" "Dou...Nivar, where's that guy! Where did that guy go!"
"He has problems. Have you forgotten, you old loser? He is not on the same page with the cult. Maybe he is the cause of the current situation." "Yes, there must be something wrong with that guy being sneaky. Find him no matter what. I can't sleep when I think of that annoying smiling face!" "Humph, Mosesad is so big, where can I find it? Give your body back to me, you old jerk, and maybe I can think of a way." "What a wishful thinking! Let's go to New Newland first. We, no, I, will definitely find him there!" Please read on, everyone. It’s Tuesday. Please save the children. New viewers can click to the last chapter and the last page first and then read slowly. This is very important to me. Hahahaha, I have three chapters today, you guys are pushing me into a dead end... ahhhhh... Thank you all for your support over the past two days. I remember all the comments, monthly tickets, rewards and recommendation tickets. As for the group matter... do you really want it? If you do, I will create one. Finally, I wish you all a happy day. (End of this chapter)