The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 4245 Possession by Evil Spirits (25)

Chapter 4245 Possession by an Evil Spirit (Twenty-Five)

Bruce listened to the agent recount what he had seen in the real world, frowned with some doubt, and then said, "If this is your brother's plan, how is he so confident that he can seal an evil spirit inside a body? Does he have any knowledge of the occult?"

“He has his own methods,” the agent said. “You can imagine that he’s been in the spirit world for so long, he couldn’t have just been hiding from that evil spirit. He must have done something else. That’s what we need to figure out in the spirit world.”

"You said he has the ability to track people with his mind. Is it possible that he's tracking something else here?"

What do you think is here?

Bruce shook his head and said, "It's now clear that the evil spirit controlling the clown actor, Aunt Kane, and all the mummies is likely a high-ranking member of the Mormon Church. But, like I said, the Mormon Church won't destroy the town. Someone else caused the town's sudden decline. I don't know who that person is. But I think we should go to the falls and take a look."

The agent nodded, and the two walked out of the church together. On the way, Bruce told the agent about his memories of what he saw in the cave behind the waterfall.

“I see,” the agent said. “That evil spirit told a lot of lies, but there’s one thing he probably didn’t lie about: Bing Burger, who appears to be Linda’s brother, is actually her son. This little boy must be very smart, and it’s precisely because he’s smart enough that he’s aroused the suspicion of the Mormon leadership. What these cults that control others through brainwashing and hypnosis fear most are those born evil.”

Bruce understands this all too well. Moral education itself is a form of brainwashing. So, can evil geniuses, whose nature cannot be changed by the moral education of normal society, be brainwashed by evil?

Perhaps those with only a bit of cleverness or not evil enough will choose to join and climb the ranks. But like the evil geniuses of Gotham City, there is a type of person who is inherently unable to integrate into any society.

They live in normal society, so they rebel against normal society; they live in a cult, so they naturally rebel against cults. They are isolated islands in the mountains, wolves among sheep. Their evil and cruelty never stem from self-interest, but from the desire to satisfy their own spiritual gratification. This pattern of pleasure-seeking is innate. If brainwashing were effective, they would be able to integrate into normal society.

If such individuals happen to possess extremely high intelligence, they would be a disaster for any society. Every society needs stability, and societies led by cults, because of their anti-humanitarian nature, require even more extreme stability and order to maintain firm control over their followers. If a similar evil genius emerges within such a group, the consequences will be catastrophic.

Imagine what would happen if the Joker fell into a cult. Could you expect the cult to brainwash him? Could you expect him to follow its doctrines and persecute others according to religious methods? Or could he become a great hero, pointing out the cult's mistakes and liberating all its followers?

He certainly wouldn't do that; he'd just treat these people like buzzing flies, annoyed and bored. Then, when his anger builds up to a certain point, he'd send these annoying insects to meet Satan.

Judging from the final outcome of the town, someone must have done it. He destroyed almost the entire town, wiping out the cultists and believers who had controlled it for hundreds of years, forcing the Mormon leaders to create a self-deceiving, perfect society in their spiritual world.

Based on various clues, this person is most likely Little Bingo, who was hiding in the cave grilling fish.

However, some questions remain. The detective, who had extensive contact with Linda, knew that the child's remains unearthed from the cemetery were indeed only about four years old, and couldn't have been older. How could this four-year-old child have wiped out the entire town?

Even a master of poison like Scarecrow was probably still playing in the mud when he was four years old, right? And a madman like Joker wouldn't be able to make a big bomb at that age.

The detective felt that this evil spirit wouldn't be so easy to eliminate, given its possession ability. Even if he couldn't defeat it, he could escape; if he couldn't escape, he could hide. To completely eradicate this evil spirit, he needed to figure out exactly how the culprit who destroyed the town back then had managed to do it.

The two arrived near the waterfall in the spiritual world. As soon as the agent approached, he smelled blood. Bruce shook his head at him and said, "Peter killed one of his attackers here, and we put the body in that cave."

The agent remained vigilant, looking around; it resembled a waterfall in the real world. When Bruce led him near the cave entrance, he seemed to faintly hear some sounds.

"Did you hear something?" the agent asked.

Bruce shook his head and said, "No, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, let's go inside."

As soon as they entered, they witnessed a gruesome scene. The human remains Peter had brought in earlier were piled up there. However, Bruce immediately noticed something amiss, saying, "This thing has been touched."

He began searching the surrounding area for footprints or other traces, but found nothing. The detective, however, held his breath and said, "I really heard something, like birdsong."

"Birdsong?" Bruce frowned, listening carefully. He wanted to say that it was normal for birds to sing in the forest, but recalling his previous experiences in the forest, he realized that there seemed to be no birds here. He had never heard birdsong in either the real world or the mental world.

The detective walked out, climbed to the top of the waterfall, and then went back down. Staring at the lake, he said, "It looks like it's underwater."

"Underwater?!" Bruce frowned deeply.

The agent had already quickly taken off his coat and jumped into the water. Bruce didn't go in; instead, he stayed on the shore to provide backup. He watched as the agent's figure quickly disappeared into the water.

The agent swam downstream, but as he swam, he found that he no longer needed to breathe, as if he had become a fish and could move freely in the water.

Immediately afterwards, he found himself light, as if he had landed on the ground. He looked around, but it was dark and he couldn't see anything clearly. However, there was a point of light ahead, so he walked towards it.

Upon approaching the point of light, he discovered it was a pink sphere, about the height of a person. The agent reached out and gently touched the sphere, then felt a tremendous suction force, and his consciousness went blank for a moment.

When he woke up again, he suddenly found himself in a pink room. The surrounding walls were translucent pink, and looking out from the walls, he could see countless round, pale pink rooms, like fish eggs crowded together.

The detective heard some noise behind him. He turned around and saw a little boy sitting behind a table, quietly watching him.

The little boy was young, but his face resembled Linda's by about 70%. The agent tentatively called out, "Bing?"

“It’s me. Your brother told me you don’t like wasting time, and so do I. So, I’ll tell you the truth as briefly as possible.”

“I did destroy the town. I can’t say it was out of justice, it was probably just revenge. Because they killed me, so I killed them too. It’s that simple.”

“Those bastards forced my mother into having me. But unfortunately, my mother was a stupid and awkward woman. She felt she should hate the child, but the maternal instincts brought on by hormonal changes made it impossible for her to completely abandon the child. And because my biological father didn’t like me, my grandmother also hated my mother and me. We could only rely on each other, so we developed a deep bond.”

“After I was born, because I was the elder’s 13th child, my brothers and sisters spread rumors that I was the son of Satan in order to suppress me, and fabricated all sorts of lies, which made the elders hate me even more. My grandmother acted according to their mood and constantly abused my mother and me. For a long time, we didn’t even have enough food to eat.”

"However, it's not entirely a rumor. My grandfather, who is also my nominal father, Berg, was a modernly educated and quite intelligent man. He taught me how to use modern equipment, which allowed me to learn a lot from the radio. To get food, I made some gadgets for fishing, and they were quite successful. I would eat some myself and take the rest back to my mother. That's how we survived."

“But when those people realized that this couldn’t break us both, they found a way to separate me from my mother. They sent my mother to do the dirtiest and hardest work on the farm, and left me with my grandmother, but she only abused me.”

“Although I managed to get food, without my mother’s cover, I was discovered one time when I went to the waterfall. They found me catching fish, and the kind of salmon with roe. They claimed it was an extremely heinous act of evil and planned to burn me at the stake.”

"It was at this time that I learned something from the news on the radio: the illegal discharge and water pollution problem in the industrial area of ​​Westville. A year before I died, the mayor of Great Valley Town accepted bribes from Westville City councilors and connected the factory's pipes to the nearby water system, discharging a large amount of untested factory wastewater. In addition to various heavy metals exceeding the standards, there was also a very special excitatory neurotransmitter, commonly known as a stimulant. For a year, the town's residents and tourists have been drinking this wastewater."

"So, I wrote a letter exposing the matter, mimicking the tone of a tourist, and deliberately delivered it to the mayor's desk. When the news reached Westville, the councilors, in order to protect their own futures, personally orchestrated an unprecedented tragedy, manipulating the water supply system to release a chemical substance that causes chronic poisoning throughout the town. In the end, everyone died within a month."

The agent frowned slightly and said, "That sounds insane."

“There’s nothing crazy about it. Councilors, factory owners, mayors, and cult members—they collude with each other, yet they also oppose each other. When there’s a common interest, they can cooperate; once a conflict arises, they’ll just push each other off a cliff in the first place.”

“Most of the city councilors have strong political backgrounds, the factory owners are rich, and the mayor has a security detail. Only these cult members are nothing more than tools for making money. They overestimated their importance, and when it was time to be abandoned, they were abandoned without hesitation.”

"As for ordinary people who have been brainwashed by cults, they are not even supporting characters in this game; they are just fools who are implicated."