Congratulations on being an NPC

Chapter 16 The Edge of Madness

All is dusty.

Yano lay on the sofa and let out a sigh of relief.

Because there is no favorability system, he can't confirm how much impression he has left on Alicia.

But it's not too bad after all.

"Used the contacts of the error correctors, and left an impression on those patrolmen."

"If this doesn't give her a little favor, then my charm is in vain."

Arnold shook his head with a smile.

Originally, if he relied on his appearance alone, his success rate was not small.

To be honest, no matter how nicely you put it, the outside is always more attractive than the inside.

"Then, it's time to start the next step."

"Now that the impression is engraved, it is very simple to do."

"She still has the shadow of that man in her heart."

"What I have to do is to make that shadow darker, so that my shadow will become brighter in contrast."

Yano thought, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Next, let Evie do it that way."

"However, the preparation this time is estimated to take some time."

"Take advantage of this time, let me complete another task."

With a snap of his fingers, Yano reached out to take the juice from the hand of the hurried maid and drank it down in one gulp.

He turned to look out the window,
The weather is fine today, and good things should happen.

Or, bring someone the right gift.

For example - a funeral.

……

"What, never heard of this person!?"

Thorwood slapped the table and looked at the man in front of him in shock.

"No, it's impossible. The token in his hand is obviously real, and I can't possibly admit it wrong."

"How could there be such a ridiculous thing, I don't believe it! You bastards must be protecting him!"

Solwood scratched his hair irritably, his eyes were bloodshot.

The jealousy in his heart, the moment Yano was lifted high, kept replaying before his eyes.

This made him unable to sleep well, and his spirit was always in a very dangerous situation.

Especially after hearing the answer from the man on the opposite side, he was even more on the edge of a cliff.

"Mr. Solwood, please calm down first."

"The so-called imperial special investigator you mentioned, do you know his name? If so, maybe we can find out something."

The fat man stroked the light beard on his face, looked at Solwood calmly and said.

Here is the center of Wangdu City, the government office building, and the public servant reporting center.

The intricate machinery of the empire is perfectly represented in the Whistleblower Center.

The reporting center is a mechanism that belongs only to His Majesty the Emperor, but it is full of intricate procedures.

In order to avoid corruption due to too much power in its hands, the reporting center, an institution with such a heavy responsibility, has too little power in its hands.

If someone wants to report a person, first the reporting center will roughly search for relevant information in the system based on the whistleblower's words, and then go to the public intelligence department to inquire about the person's information,

After that, you have to contact the political department again to obtain the other party's political information. After getting confirmation, you have to go to the population review department to check the registration records of that person at that time to determine whether the other party's identity is true or false.

After that, there are still several procedures that require the cooperation of various departments, which will take a lot of time.

Therefore, very few people come to the Whistleblowing Center to report someone.

Solwood is the first of the month.

But this first person got stuck at the first step.

According to the information provided by Solwood, within the reporting center's own system, there is no record of any relevant persons.

If you want to go to the intelligence department, you need the other party's name.

"Name? By the way, his name, as long as you say his name, you can definitely find his personal information in the intelligence department!"

"In that case, he won't be able to escape!"

Solwood scratched his hair, talking lunaticly to himself.

The man looked at him calmly and repeated again.

"Then, can you tell me what his name is?"

"Name... his name, no, what's his name?"

Solwood was taken aback, "His name, no, he didn't tell me his name."

"What's his name, I don't know, I don't even know his name, why? Why don't I know? Didn't I ask? What's going on? I don't understand, I don't understand at all!"

Muttering to himself, Thorwood tore off some of his hair.

The withered and messy hair floated onto the table like this, and was blown by the breeze onto the clothes of the man in the reporting center.

He looked down, frowned, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

"Sorry, if you can't provide us with the information we need, we can't help you."

"It's just that I am sure that the person you mentioned does not exist in the system of our reporting center."

"Also, I don't think it would be of any use to go to the intelligence department."

The man shook his clothes, looked directly at Solwood, and said indifferently.

"Mr. Solwood, is there such a possibility that what you said is just your imagination."

"Actually, there is no such a person at all. It's all your persecution delusion."

"Compared to the reporting center, you should go to the hospital to check your spirit first."

"Doctors can help you more than we can."

These words, the man said very sincerely.

However, Solwood was ungrateful.

He stared at the man with those blood-red eyes, and gritted his teeth.

"You are with him."

"You bastards are with that guy!"

With that said, he stood up abruptly, kicked the table and the man away, turned and left the reporting center.

After his figure disappeared, the man stood up.

He patted the dust off his body, helped the fallen table, and once again waited for the next "customer" to arrive.

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outside the office building,

Arno leaned against the wall, quietly watching Solwood roar and vent his anger and rush out.

Everyone around was taken aback by him, and looked at him with mentally ill eyes.

This made Solwood even angrier, and then kept roaring, forming a cool cycle.

"It seems that it really is him."

"It's just that I didn't expect that he has turned into such a ghost now, how long this time."

"It's really narrow-minded."

Yano was a little puzzled.

Among human beings, there really are such people.

"Anyway, the target is locked."

"Next, wait until night to act."

"I undertook his grave and funeral."

"but……"

Yano tilted his head, "What's his name?"

(End of this chapter)