Chapter 136: The Dangerous Heretics Treatment Authority

The bullet grazed past Bai Liu's eye, hitting the wall behind him with such a strong 'thud' that people outside started banging on the door asking what was wrong, and Su Yang even opened the small window to warn Tang Erda seriously.

"Tang Erda, firing a gun in such a confined room is a death wish, the shrapnel could be shot through your head, you'd better not play this game of suicide in front of me, again and again, by accidentally killing yourself, you're holding a gun, not a toy. "Su Yang said coldly, "I won't collect your body if you kill yourself."

Tang Erda put the gun down on the table carelessly, and he turned to Su Yang with a fake smile and raised his hands to show that he was not playing with it.

As if jokingly, he took a casual glance at Bai Liu, who was also unmoved, and tsked, "I just wanted to scare him, but I didn't expect you to be scared, Captain Su.

"After all, I don't think he and I care much about things like dying." Tang Erda smiled and moved closer to Bai Liu, raising an eyebrow and lowering her voice a little, "It's not like we've never died before, don't you think, Bai six ?"

Su Yang didn't hear the rest of Tang Erda's sentence, just gave him a warning glare and lowered the small window, saying nothing to the team outside.

"You do have to die, but not now, and not in the Bureau of Heresy, you'll be in a lot of trouble here." Tang Erda lifted her wrinkled eyelids, "It wouldn't be the first time I've killed you, Bai six, so if you don't want to die so early without earning your keep, you'd better be honest about what the solution to the dried rose leaf gas on the table is?"

Tang Erda disliked the glass bottle with the muzzle of her gun as she spoke, with that familiar and disgusted look on her face, "It was so popular all over the world soon after it appeared for a while that everyone had roses growing out of their eyes."

"People who don't have the money to buy this stuff wither by the side of the street, the slums and low-rent housing are full of wilted petals of blood and flesh, while the roses in the eyes of the rich can flourish, and in the end everyone is selling making and producing this stuff, and we can't even find out where it comes from, and this time it's just inexplicable."

"I'm sick of this stuff, but you like this stuff, don't you, Bai six?" Tang Erda's eyes were fixed on Bai Liu.

"What makes you think I have anything to do with this rose gas?" Bai Liu asked rhetorically, without skipping a beat, "And there must be a solution to this thing?"

"Because somewhere in the timeline where I caught you, you did help us at the Bureau of Heresy Processing with this." Tang Erda said.

Bai Liu reacted quickly to catch the gist of Tang Erda's words, "I'm not going to work for you for free just because you caught me and tried to kill me, you paid me?"

Tang Erda gave that look like he'd swallowed a thousand flies alive before he finally waved his hand and admitted, somewhat sullenly, "Tsk, yes, quite a lot was given, and you were eventually acquitted in that timeline for your outstanding contribution to solving this dried rose leaf gas."

He looked down at Bai Liu with no emotion in his gaze: "Even though all of us knew that you must be connected to this thing, we let you go because there was no direct evidence that you took it for profit."

"All we could get was circumstantial evidence of your connection to the dried rose leaf gas, and we knew full well that the source of this was you, and you did not deny this, but because you had no direct evidence of making a profit from this, in the end, at Su Yang's insistence, he found you not guilty in this matter, so you could not be arrested and you were let go. "

"A year later, the vendor of this stuff is even opening a retail shop outside the Heretic Authority, and the world is dying because of this stuff." Tang Erda was quiet for a second, "That timeline Su Yang's parents died at home because they couldn't buy dried rose leaf gas, and Su Yang entered the game in order to revive them."

Bai Liu's gaze falls on the rose-coloured perfume: "It really doesn't fit my idea of profit-making."

Tang Erda's eyes swept over him with a sharp sneer: "You still have a profit motive? Don't you want all the money you can get? Because you've been acquitted, this thing is somehow made grey and legal."

"Those manufacturers claim that this perfume is the same thing as cigarettes and that it will not be lethal except for a small number of allergic persons, because your exoneration brought them great convenience in marketing and promoting this perfume in the early days and they handed you a large sum of money for that, and I don't see you refusing it?"

"Yes, I shouldn't have turned down the money that was delivered to me, but I wouldn't have introduced this addictive perfume if I already had the status and resources you mentioned in that timeline." Bai Liu reached for the small rose-coloured glass bottle and peered at it over his focused fingertips, "Because this perfume is under addictive exploitation, and resources like people are non-renewable and disposable, like a rose that can only bloom once before it withers."

"It's the lowest form of capital exploitation, it's stupid." Bai Liu looked up blandly at Tang Erda, "I prefer leeks to roses because they are renewable."

"If I were a being that could permanently exploit the lower classes, then I would not easily harvest them completely, I would nurture them, give them the space and resources to grow so that they could always regenerate, turning them into roses is too extravagant, it's not my preferred way of enriching myself."

Tang Erda: "......"

No matter how many times I see this Bai Liu, the man's bullshit and brainwashing skills remain intact.

"I don't care if you like roses or leeks, you'd better give me an honest account of your solution to this rose gas of whatever it is." Tang Erda gave a very false and polite laugh, "Also, the room we have here has been specially made by me with props to isolate all evil things including that coin, even if you swallowed the coin, you wouldn't get into the game."

He tapped Bai Liu's face slowly with his gun and his smile grew kinder: "I have plenty of time and ways to take my time with you, old friend."

"Captain Tang, am I a prisoner of this time line in a position to ask you one last question?" Bai Liu raised his eyes to look directly into Tang Erda's eyes, "If you managed to kill me in the other timeline, then in this timeline, I am just an ordinary person, why didn't you kill me as soon as you came to this timeline, but waited until this gas appeared before coming to me?"

"Because I thought you were dead." Tang Erda stared deeply at Bai Liu, "I wanted to kill you before you grew up, so I followed the clues I got in the other timelines to find the private orphanage where you were supposed to be, the place where you hadn't grown up to stay."

"In every timeline I've experienced and checked, you've grown up in that private orphanage that abuses children, and I've found traces of your existence there almost every time, but this time, the director there told me that Bai six died at the age of fourteen from swallowing a coin, and you actually died?"

Tang Erda pauses here for a couple of seconds.

"You dragged out and dragged into the game almost all the investors and directors of that orphanage that led to your childhood tragedy after you grew up, all these people died horribly, you didn't kill them yourself, you just lured them into the game by all means and let them die in the monster is bite, Bai six, you have always been so clever in doing bad things, we It's hard to catch anything and trace, and it's quite a difficult thing to prove you."

Tang Erda's expression was slightly out of focus as he spoke, his fingertips tapping twice unconsciously on the table: "You couldn't have died that easily, I don't believe for a second that you did, in the event that you entered the game, it would have been the others who suffered, that you would actually kill yourself by being tortured by these investors, that's not something you would have done at all. "

"But every trace I've found proves that this child who has somehow committed suicide is definitely you."

Tang Erda lit another cigarette, he didn't look at Bai Liu, his eyes falling laxly at some point in the room, "I didn't even think there would be another you in this timeline."

Slowly, he moved his eyes to Bai Liu's face.

Tang Erda and Bai Liu look straight at each other through the smoke: "There's actually a version of Bai Liu in this timeline who grew up in a public orphanage, changed his name, didn't touch anything evil at all, and seems to have survived to the present day without doing anything bad for twenty-five years."

"That's something that couldn't happen to an asshole like you, you wouldn't have tolerated yourself in such a low cost money making position for so long." Tang Erda took a deep breath of his cigarette and he exhaled in a daze, shaking the ash from his fingertips, "Working for someone else as a social animal for low wages? I'd wake up laughing in my sleep if I ever dreamed that you bastard would have that day."

"This is tailor-made torture for you, it's worse than killing you, I don't even know how you put up with it."

Tang Erda went on, "Given the slightest chance, you would become a money-grabbing machine without any conscience, would domesticate and possess the most fearsome and loyal criminal gangs in the world, and then turn into a trained gold-devouring syndicate, with the world's wealth falling like an old wallet with a leaky mouth into the long-open hands of your vagabond self. "

Tang Erda sits at the table, his gaze deep as he takes a puff of smoke and exhales again through his nose.

Bai Liu's face tilts unnoticeably sideways as his breathing slows a little.

Tang Erda smiled suddenly and oddly, delightfully, "Yes, you hate the smell of smoke, and to see you forced to stay in an environment you don't like for so long is-"

"-than killing you with your own hands."