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Chapter 590

Huh? After quickly returning to the first floor, Administrator Matron couldn’t help but ask in confusion upon seeing the slim woman hesitating outside the duty room with an expression full of doubt: “Miss Laera? Shouldn’t you be helping in the Doug Restaurant kitchen right now? Why are you back so early?”

“I… I’m sorry…”

The woman around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, dressed in an old velvet skirt, instantly stiffened slightly at the inquiry from behind her. Then she turned around and said awkwardly: “I was just fired by the boss over there…”

“…”

Fired again?

Upon hearing this, Administrator Matron couldn’t help but pause for a moment before saying with a somewhat helpless expression:

“Miss Laera, if I’m not mistaken, this is already the third time you’ve been fired this week, isn’t it?”

“I’m sorry… but it’s really not my fault…”

Facing the kind person who had introduced her to three jobs, all of which she ended up messing up, the slender woman covered in coffee stains couldn’t help but lower her head and explained shamefully:

“In the morning, while I was stewing red soup, the sour cream ran out. So I went to the storage room to get a new can. But when I just turned the doorknob, I saw the head chef and Jenny… the waitress at the restaurant… they were… they were…”

“…doing that sort of thing?”

“Mm…”

“…”

“And then… I lost my job…”

With a somewhat peculiar expression on the administrator matron’s face, the delicate-looking woman covering her scalded arm sighed bitterly: “Although I was shocked, I immediately assured them that I hadn’t seen anything and wouldn’t say anything. But in the afternoon, when Jenny served coffee to the guests, she… accidentally bumped into me.

Even though I tried to steady her, a whole pot of freshly boiled hot coffee was poured directly onto the heads of those guests. The head chef immediately rushed out of the kitchen yelling at me, saying… saying I was clumsy in the kitchen and that ingredients always seemed to go missing when I handled them. Mr. Doug then kicked me out…”

“So you…”

“I was framed…”

The slim woman sobbed with red eyes:

“I cherished this job. These past few days, I worked over ten hours every day, basically completing twice as much work as others. And I didn’t steal any ingredients; I just packed leftovers from the guests, something we agreed upon beforehand.

But… the head chef framed me for revenge because I caught him with Jenny. No one dared to speak up for me. He… he accused me falsely. I really didn’t steal anything. Please believe me!”

“Laera, don’t panic…”

Seeing the almost collapsed expression of the slim woman, Administrator Matron couldn’t help but comfort her gently for a moment, then said rather helplessly:

“I know what kind of person you are, which is why I kept introducing you to jobs. But… why do you keep encountering these kinds of situations?”

After recalling the woman’s misfortunes over the last two weeks, the administrator matron said with a strange expression: “Your previous job cooking for the construction team was going well until you used some scrap paper to prop up the soup pot, which turned out to be the foreman’s fake accounting quote sheet;

And the job before that, working as a hotel receptionist, you slipped while cleaning a room and accidentally crashed into the adjacent private room, catching the boss bribing a city councilor. Now you’ve stumbled upon the chef and the waitress doing… that. Isn’t this a bit too coincidental?”

“I… I don’t know how this keeps happening…”

In total… Anyway… I really didn’t mean to. I never dared to expose anyone, nor did I dare to talk about being bullied and chased away. I just wanted to find a job to support myself and my brother, but… why does this keep happening… Waaah… Why is it so hard to live a decent life?”

“Ah…”

Watching the thin woman in front of her recount her string of unfortunate experiences, finally breaking down in tears uncontrollably, Administrator Matron felt both heartbroken and amused.

“Cry it out, you’ll feel better.”

Taking out her handkerchief and walking towards the thin woman, helping her treat the scalded arm, Administrator Matron patted the woman’s back gently and consoled her: “These aren’t your faults. Don’t worry, let me think of another way, maybe I can introduce you to another job… Don’t worry, people won’t stay unlucky forever.”

No, she will probably continue to be this “unlucky”.

Standing in the stairwell on the second floor, Leon listened to the entire conversation between the administrator matron and “Miss Laera,” then couldn’t help but fall into deep thought while looking at the review form in his hand.

[Name: Layla Roberts]

[Charge: Espionage, leaking kingdom secrets]

[Penalty: Arrest and interrogation followed by secret execution by hanging]

[File: Suspected ace spy infiltrated from another country. For six years, she has appeared multiple times in important places, causing numerous confidential documents and evidence to be lost.

The Secret Investigation Bureau investigated 29 locations, totaling 571 entry records, and after 19 months of tracking, finally locked down this deeply hidden spy. In her apartment, they found some of the missing confidential documents and evidence, including: The ‘Secret Grain Price Control Document’ signed privately with the Alleson Kingdom, carefully folded under a wobbly dining table; A fragment of the ‘Seventeen Common Defense Agreements’ signed with the Black Forest Principality, cut and disguised as a book cover, text facing inward, covering a children’s storybook; The damaged porcelain bottle exchanged between the former Duke Lane and the Kuko family during their alliance against the royal family, now holding a bunch of slightly wilted wild lilies, placed on the windowsill of her apartment…]

[Objection: This individual’s file was investigated and verified by Deputy Director Isa Hill of the Secret Investigation Bureau, who raised doubts about the espionage charge. It was reported as a suspected ‘Case 3 Special Situation’ and transferred to the Public Security Bureau Clearing Department for re-examination]

[Clearing Bureau Verification Opinion: …]

“…”

My verification opinion is… the female police officer’s judgment is correct, this person indeed possesses anomalous items.

Looking at the long list of classified documents and evidence in the file, along with their rather “domesticated” treatment results, Leon couldn’t help but show a similar strange expression to the administrator matron.

Generally speaking, such coincidences rarely happen, so Miss Laera must possess an “anomalous item” that makes her more likely to uncover secrets that others don’t want discovered.

As for those stolen classified documents…

If I haven’t guessed wrong, she might be living in poverty, so like me, she developed a habit of reusing waste. Plus, she might be illiterate or have limited reading skills, which is why she gathered so many dangerous things.

For example, the Lane Family emblem porcelain bottle might have been broken by another servant or someone else who secretly threw it away. She saw it, picked it up, and took it home to use as a vase…

[Confirmed as an Anomalous Item Holder]

Spreading the review form on the staircase railing, Leon wrote down the preliminary judgment result with a charcoal pencil and frowned in deep thought.

Miss Laera does have anomalous items, fully meeting the recruitment standards of the bureau. But the question now is, is someone like her suitable for the job of a cleaner?(Chapter End)


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I! Anomaly Cleansing Agent!

I! Anomaly Cleansing Agent!

Me! The Cleaner!, 我!清理员!
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Native Language: Chinese
“Here, this is your salary for the week.” After handing over a small pouch, the woman sitting behind the desk with her legs crossed casually ticked something off in a small notebook. Without even looking up, she waved her hand dismissively and said, “Remember to file your taxes… next!” “Wait!” After dumping the coins from the small pouch, Leon looked at the eight large and one small coin in his palm—nine filthy, worn-out coins in total. He couldn’t help but widen his eyes in shock, almost wanting to rush over and settle the matter right then and there. “Damn it! I just defeated an evil-god-like entity trying to invade the world on Tuesday! And you, you bastard, are actually deducting the salary of a savior?!”

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