The sound of machines running reverberated in the factory facilities, the roaring water flowed from the giant pipelines, and the pungent chemical smell permeated the air, which was disgusting to smell.
Agatha stood by the protective railing, poked her head and glanced at the buffer pool below, and saw the filthy liquid tumbling and surging in the huge reservoir, with bubbles and strangely colored pans emerging from time to time. The light is as disgusting as the stomach acid of a giant beast.
A manager wearing a light brown coat with thinning hair stood behind the young gatekeeper, with a tense expression on his face, subconsciously tugging at the button on his chest with one hand.
“The drainage from the north area of Oak Street and Cemetery No. 4 has all converged here,” the manager carefully reported while paying attention to the expression of the gatekeeper, “After receiving the order, we immediately Cut off the surrounding pipe connections, and checked the alarm devices of each buffer pool, and found no signs of desecration…”
Agatha listened silently, and after a while she suddenly asked: “How is sewage usually treated?”
“How to deal with it?” The management staff was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied, “First, use high-pressure steam to purify the profane pollution that may exist in it-you know, the sewage has been in contact with humans, and it is in the dark pipeline. Flowing, it will inevitably become the carrier of something. After steam purification, sedimentation and filtration, what you see is the sedimentation tank. Then there is the second steam purification. After this purification, part of the water will be sent to the factory for recycling. The other part????? is discharged into the sea.”
Agatha nodded lightly, and then asked: “How long will it take for the sewage discharged from the northern part of Oak Street to flow here?”
“It depends on the situation, but usually no more than two hours,” the manager replied.
“How long does the sewage stay here?”
“The water in the sedimentation tank is changed every seventy-two hours,” the administrator raised his hand, and became more and more nervous under the gatekeeper’s questions. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but still answered accurately, “There are strict regulations on the purification and inspection process, and the time will not be shorter than this.”
Agatha nodded slightly, and at the same time quickly calculated in her mind the timing of the “fake incident” in that house and the timing of sewage treatment, and said thoughtfully: “That is to say, if that thing If it could really escape through the drainage system, it should still be here now…”
“Your Excellency the gatekeeper,” the manager wiped Jingjing’s forehead again, and finally couldn’t help asking curiously, “What the **** happened? Could it be that pollution is spreading through the sewage system?”
“…This situation cannot be ruled out,” Agatha glanced at the manager, and then at the guards in black who were collecting samples and testing facilities not far away, “but according to what we have so far Everything is normal here.”
“Yes,” the management staff showed a reluctant smile, “every link here has an alarm device, which is specially designed to detect possible profane pollution. There are also three resident priests in the processing center, and they will also check every day. Water sample…”
“Resident priests?” Agatha seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned her head, “How many resident priests did you say just now?”
“Three??????Three,” perhaps because Agatha’s tone suddenly became a little scary, the manager stuttered subconsciously, “Is there any problem?”
“You can only have two priests here – there are strict regulations on the number of resident priests in municipal facilities at all levels, where is the third one?”
The administrator’s expression froze for a moment, and then a layer of sweat visible to the naked eye appeared on his forehead, and nervousness and fear appeared in his eyes.
Seeing this, Agatha immediately raised her cane and put it on the opponent’s shoulder, forcibly suppressing the “fear” from his mind, and at the same time said with a serious expression: “Listen, you must remain calm next—go All the resident pastors brought it, and said that the gatekeeper needs to know more about the situation, and don’t show any other emotions, understand?”
The manager’s mood quickly calmed down quite a bit, but there was still some tension remaining. He hurriedly nodded: “Yes, Ming…understand…I’ll go right away.”
Agatha nodded and put away her cane, but when the other party was about to leave
But I remembered something, and said quickly: “Wait, not only the resident pastor—call everyone.”
The manager looked back and was taken aback: “Everyone?”
“Everyone,” Agatha repeated in a deep voice, and then asked worriedly, “Since yesterday, has anyone left this processing center?”
“No!” The management staff replied immediately, “It was exactly fifteen minutes before the shift change when the order was received, and all the people working here stayed.”
“Very well, bring them all – just say it’s a necessary inspection, relax your attitude, don’t arouse suspicion, go.”
The somewhat bald management staff turned around and walked away quickly, calming down while walking. Agatha stood motionless by the buffer pool until she watched the other party’s figure disappear into a door not far away. After the door, she raised her hand to signal to the surrounding guards who had noticed the movement here.
The nearby black-clothed guards immediately started to act, arranging concealed runes in the open space around the buffer pool, sprinkled essential oils and crushed incense powder at intersections and pipes, and stood at specific positions, Make it look like you are still inspecting the facility.
Agatha raised her cane while the guards were in action, slowly drew a triangle outline with a side length of about two meters around the area where she was standing, and then stood in the center of the triangle, leaning on her cane with both hands, Waiting calmly.
Not long after, footsteps came from the direction of the gate, and the manager returned to the factory building where the buffer tank was located, with a large group of people following behind him.
Among them, three clergymen wearing the robes of the Church of Death and holy emblems can be seen impressively.
A dozen processing center employees came to Agatha under the leadership of the manager, lined up in a loose line, and nervously greeted the “gatekeeper” in front of them, while the three resident priests Walking from the side of the team, saluted Agatha according to the internal etiquette and identity of the clergy of the Church of Death.
Agatha ordered the three priests to stand apart, and then slowly swept her gaze over all the faces.
She sensed a sense of incongruity.
Even though she didn’t see any suspicious expressions or actions with her eyes, even though she didn’t feel anything wrong with her senses, Bartok’s blessing had already made her confirm the existence of a sense of disobedience—it was hidden in these In the breath of men, in the beating of their hearts, even in the shadows they cast on the ground.
Agatha blinked her eyes, reconfirming that everything she saw was normal, so she understood clearly.
Sure enough, there is cognitive interference—and even in the presence of the “gatekeeper” himself, this cognitive interference still exists.
Is it simply because you are very courageous? Or is it because of ignorance of the power of the gatekeeper? Or ???… this cognitive interference is not controlled?
Agatha slowly turned her head, and her eyes fell on the three priests.
Leaving aside the dozen or so staff members, one of the three pastors must be a fake—but which one?
“Recite Bartok’s name,” Agatha said slowly, “let the Lord of Death watch us, and let us discern falsehood in this world.”
“In the name of Bartok, Lord of Death,” a priest said immediately, “will you watch us???
The second and third priests immediately said, “In the name of Bartok, Lord of Death…”
Three voices sounded one after another, like echoes.
Agatha frowned.
Being able to recite the name of God shows that none of them are “fakes” made of mud, let alone heretics, otherwise the violent conflict of beliefs will be enough to tear their sanity.
But how is this possible? Are all three priests real?
Agatha’s thoughts flowed in an instant, but her expression remained calm. She nodded to the three of them: “Next, I need to do some necessary tests, please understand.”
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand towards her left eye—a lively eyeball immediately jumped out of the eye socket and landed precisely in her hand.
Agatha raised her eyeball and “looked” at the three priests opposite.
The figure of the first priest came into her eyes, a skinny old man, dressed in Asian
In a linen robe, a pitch-black chain stretched out from under his ribs, and the dark hound at the end of the chain was raising its head towards this side, and the blasphemous filthy energy in its mouth was rapidly gathering and forming!
Heretic!
How dare you stand here majestically!
Agatha’s complexion changed slightly, but she had been prepared for a long time. The moment the deep hound opened its huge mouth, her figure moved aside, and at the same time, the cane in her right hand was raised, and there was Pale flames blazed.
However, just as she was about to ignite the heresy, another deep and obscure sound of chanting a spell suddenly came from the side.
The eyeball in Agatha’s left hand turned suddenly, and in the next second, she saw a young man with withered yellow hair and a high nose raised his hands towards her. gray-black planktonic jellyfish.
That’s the second “pastor.”
Vertigo hit her heart, and just as Agatha was about to stabilize her figure, she heard the third spell chanting.
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That’s the third priest.
All pastors are fake.
The sound of roars and battles came from all directions.
At the moment when the three Annihilation Cultists violently attacked, the surrounding guards reacted and tried to support them, but they also encountered their own enemies.
The dozen or so “staff” brought by the managers fought fiercely with the nearby guards in black.
From the corner of Agatha’s eye, she could see sticky filth like mud cracked on the surface of the “staff” after being hit.
Only the manager with thinning hair ran to a nearby pipe, screaming helplessly and terrified.
The entire sewage treatment center?…only one “human”.
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