Chapter 278 48: The Hermit (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)
"Is this a revelation from the Supreme? Saint Lady, do you know where the Supreme is now?"
Mental hospital.
In the interview room converted from the doctor's lounge, after learning that Inagaki Miki had received personal revelation from the Supreme, Naimai felt a little jealous and kept silent with her head down.
Hasamu wanted to know more. He hadn't seen his teacher for a long time, so it was reasonable for him to pay him a visit.
Inagaki Miki shook her head: "The Supreme is everywhere, and He is always watching us."
Hasam was choked by these words.
"Ms. Naimai."
"Hmm? What do you want me to do for you?" Naimai came back to her senses, raised her head and gave a stiff smile.
"I need your ability to predict the future." Miki Inagaki's face was more serious than ever. "I feel like I've almost reached my limit. Improving it further won't give me much in a short period of time. I want you to take a look at the future and see if we've succeeded."
Naimai is not the kind of person who would put personal interests above public interest, so she would naturally not refuse such a serious request.
So she placed her hand on Miki Inagaki's hand, and the lines on her palm appeared, and the pupils of her eyes disappeared, turning into a sea of white.
The fragmented images of the future began to emerge one after another.
Tokyo has become a battlefield and a sea of fire.
With Chiyoda Ward as the core, the blood spread to the whole of Japan.
The artillery fire roared and ruins were everywhere.
She saw many extraordinary battles and witnessed many deaths.
After the blood stagnated for a long time, just when hope seemed to be emerging, more monsters appeared.
The human defense line was completely torn apart, and then.
Naimai looked up in the ruins. There was only a moon in the sky. To be more precise, it was a bloody eyeball, staring at her.
In reality, Naimai's figure shook, and the white mist in her eyes gradually turned into a hint of black.
She only felt that the eyeball was getting bigger and bigger, as if it was going to completely swallow up everything in the world.
"God cannot be looked at directly. Man can only dream. The past is settled. The future cannot be changed."
Naimai felt more and more suffocated and could no longer breathe.
until--
"A person who steals the throne, a person of the dust, has no future for me, is that worthy of being called the future?"
The big eyeballs expressed hatred, fear, madness and many other emotions, but in the end, they were all helplessly swallowed up in an instant by a ray of light.
Naimai only felt her body suddenly become lighter and her breathing became smoother, as if she had entered the void, but she was clearly not meditating.
The light covering the sky and earth slowly dissipated, and under her feet was no longer Tokyo, but a sea of clouds. All around her was a huge complex of holy and majestic buildings.
Sitting in front of her was a person whose face she couldn't see clearly, but she knew that this must be Zhigao, her teacher.
"Teacher" Naimai had tears in her eyes.
"Nayi Mai, with your strength, you are still unable to spy on the false gods who are hostile to you."
"I'm sorry, teacher, it's my fault that I haven't made any progress." Naimai knelt down and begged for forgiveness.
“Suffering is not destruction. After the storm, better fruits will be produced.”
Naimai was confused by what she heard. Did it mean that the Supreme Being had the ability to easily deal with that false god, but for some reason, it was needed to train all living beings?
"I understand, teacher. I will let the Saint do it without any worries."
"There are a few good guys hiding in Aokihara. If you are interested, you can ask them to come out and share the burden."
"Okay, teacher. What should I do to stay with you? Forever and ever." Naimai mustered up her courage and asked in a trembling voice.
"Among all the stars in the sky, there is a place for you, Naimai."
"Teacher, teacher? Teacher——"
The whiteness collapsed into a point and the world fell into darkness.
"Naimai? Sister? Sister?!"
".elder brother?"
Hearing Naimai's answer, Hasam patted his chest and let out a long sigh.
"I was so scared. Your eyes were white and black, just like the legendary black light angel. I thought you were possessed by a demon."
"." Naimai did not respond. In fact, in the situation just now, if the teacher had not intervened, she would probably have really been possessed. For a moment, her mind was filled with murderous desire.
"No way, what did you see?" Seeing that Naimai didn't say anything but looked frightened, Hasam immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.
Miki Inagaki on the opposite side also cast a solemn look at him.
Naimai shook her head: "Old Supreme saved me, but my prophetic ability was distorted, and I saw a future without Supreme and hope. Saint, just do it with confidence. As long as we try our best, we will be the final winner."
Hearing this, Miki Inagaki felt relieved.
“However, the Supreme has revealed that there are extraordinary people hiding in Aokihara. They may be able to become a help to us,” Naimai added.
After hearing this, Inagaki hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know much about the outside world. Maybe the Special Affairs Bureau will have some clues. I'll ask them for help."
"This matter was revealed to me by the Supreme Being, so I should also participate," Naima added.
Hasam was a little surprised. Naimai was not usually so keen on participating in these foreign affairs, but since it was related to her teacher, it was understandable that she paid more attention to it.
The next day, Special Affairs Bureau.
"Seeking help from the hidden supernatural beings in Aokigahara? Aokigahara, the holy place of suicide?" Kuroki Shinizumi saw the request sent by Inagaki Miki, and while reading it, he spoke out his only impression.
"That's right. Apart from suicides, many people get lost there every year. I also saw some interesting things in the archives." Takeshi Noguchi was the first person to receive this request and he summarized the information in advance.
"Look at the ratio of lost and returned people."
"It started to rise three years ago, three years ago."
"Remember the time when the Holy Infant bestowed the elixir? Besides Ito Seiji, there were two guys with long ears and tails who caused a scene. We had always thought they were disguises or had some kind of ability, but William came back yesterday and said he wanted to find the existence of the fox man." Noguchi reminded.
"So what you mean is that the hermit that Inagaki refers to is the subordinate of those two fake ones? They have fought each other before, and strictly speaking, isn't the fake one also an enemy of the Anti-Demon Alliance?" Kuroki frowned.
"This is a disaster that concerns the survival of the entire Japan. As long as they can help, there is no need to care about what they have done in the past. It's just that they have offended the Holy Infant Society, which is the most troublesome thing."
"So you were waiting for me here." Kuroki said helplessly, "You just want me to go and test the waters, right, Noguchi Takeshi? You have thick eyebrows and big eyes, when did you learn this trick?"
Noguchi's expression remained unchanged: "Commander, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, but I have to say, you can take half a day off for William, but when I asked you to have dinner with me, you actually——"
"I'm really not free that day."
"Are you free tonight?"
".I try my best."
In the evening, when Kuroki Shinizumi, wearing new clothes and light makeup, came to the agreed private room, she took a deep breath and opened the door. She saw the serious Noguchi Takeshi and the grinning William. She really wanted to smash them in the face with the purse in her hand.
".I feel like, Noguchi, you are hiding something from me." William's smile froze, and he could clearly sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere. "No." Noguchi poured a glass of sake for Kuroki, who sat down with a gloomy face.
"I've never seen Kuroki put on makeup. You're amazing. You can even handle the tough lady. Be careful not to get pinched to death at night." William smiled wryly and whispered in a very low voice, trying not to move his lips, close to Noguchi's ear.
"Shut up."
"Haha, come on! Let's drink to celebrate the reunion of our 'Old Three Special Agents'!" William said, raising his glass.
"The Iron Lady is still as charming as ever, and the hero of solving crimes is still shouldering the heavy responsibility. It's a pity that it's just me. What's my nickname? Forget it. It's just me who has ups and downs. Cheers, you guys can do whatever you want."
William grabbed most of the wine and drank it down.
Hei Mu's expression eased a little. This guy is still so good at reading the air.
Soon, William, who drank wine as if it were water, staggered a few times and finally fell on the table. At this time, even the dishes had not been served yet.
It doesn't matter whether he is really drunk or pretending to be drunk, he is lying there now and cannot be woken up.
Noguchi shook his head and had nothing to say.
"Over there in Aokigahara," Noguchi glanced at William implicitly.
"Tonight, I'm Kuroki Shinizumi, not Director Kuroki, so we won't talk about business," Kuroki interrupted.
Noguchi nodded and stopped talking about business.
But when it comes to personal matters, he basically has no topics to talk about. He just continues whatever Kuroki says, from the unusual movement of Mercury to the restart of the moon landing, they are all hot search topics, there is nothing romantic about it.
When the time was almost up and Noguchi was about to say he would send William back, William miraculously woke up, patted Noguchi on the shoulder, burped, and called a taxi back to the hotel.
"How about it? You included me in your plan. Don't you feel a sense of accomplishment?" Kuroki looked at Noguchi and said unhappily.
"No. It's just a test. William, you are drunk. I will take you home."
"Oh, thank you for troubling me, Chief Noguchi. Are you planning to send me back and then go back to the Special Affairs Bureau to work overtime?"
"."
"You can try."
At the foot of Mount Fuji, southwest.
The vast crescent-shaped forest looks like a plain when viewed from the sky, with almost no notable features in the middle. If you go deep into it without any preparation, you will easily lose your way and be completely swallowed up by this green hell.
However, for the animals living here, it is a paradise as they are free from human disturbance.
In that depth where even suicides rarely go, the trees are lush and green, and the birds are singing and the insects are chirping.
In the distance, rustling sounds were heard, becoming clearer and clearer.
The birds on the treetops were startled and flew in all directions.
Upon closer inspection, it was an injured sika deer, running forward in a panic, crossing dead branches and leaves, as if something terrifying was chasing it. Blood was dripping down its body, leaving a bloody trail.
"Yo!"
The sika deer screamed and was slapped several meters away by the claws of a ghostly orange figure behind it. A small path was dug in the mud and many scars appeared on its body.
"Yo..."
The sika deer whined softly a few times, continued to struggle to get up, and limped forward at a trot.
If someone were watching, they would definitely be surprised. The orange figure just now looked no bigger than a puppy. How could it be able to slap a sika deer that was half the height of a person and weighed as much as an adult and send it flying with just one slap?
After knocking down the sika deer, the figure hid in the bushes again, leaving only a pair of eyes watching from behind.
After struggling to walk for several hundred meters, the sika deer finally ran out of energy and slowly sat down on the ground, groaning softly.
The figure no longer concealed himself and slowly walked out of the bushes with the steps of a hegemon.
A ginger cat, or rather, a ginger cat that looks like a miniature tiger.
As the orange cat approached, the deer's survival instinct was activated again. Unfortunately, the previous chase had consumed too much of its energy, and it could not get up again.
"Gurgle." The orange cat has walked to the sika deer and is about to bite it.
"You rude little guy, how many times have you broken into my house?"
The orange cat's ears stood up, as if it remembered something bad, and it jumped back a few steps cautiously and issued a threat.
"Meow!"
"roll."
A small jade pendant suddenly flew over. The orange cat remembered it very clearly. He let out a loud cry, as if leaving some cruel words, and turned and ran away.
pat.
The jade pendant fell next to the sika deer, and nothing happened.
"This vicious cat is really crossing the line. I have to find time to have a good talk with its parents." The Jade-faced Fox walked out of the forest with a fox mask hanging on her chest. Her charming and delicate face did not look very happy.
"Yo yo..." The sika deer was barely breathing and whimpering softly.
The Jade-faced Fox picked up the jade pendant, glanced at the miserable state of the sika deer, shook his head, and pinched the jade pendant with his bare hands, and a ray of healing light spread out.
The deer's wounds healed quickly and it was able to stand up again soon.
"From now on, stay away from that cat village, otherwise I won't be able to save you next time."
"YoYo."
The sika deer called out happily a few times, rubbed the jade-faced fox's hand, and then jumped and disappeared into the forest.
After watching the sika deer leave, the jade-faced fox, who was about to go back, trembled its ears, looked up at the sky in surprise, then put on a mask, turned into a cat, and climbed to the treetops with a few jumps.
chug chu...
A helicopter flew through the air, and I wonder if it was looking for another unlucky missing person.
The Jade-faced Fox looked at the direction where the helicopter disappeared and thought for a moment.
But speaking of it, the helicopters have appeared more frequently recently. Could it be that those people have discovered something?
In fact, it wasn't too frequent, but the Jade-faced Fox was sensitive to numbers. Normally, there were only one or two helicopter flights a month, but it seemed like there were three in the past two days, so naturally he was a little suspicious.
Thinking of this, he jumped back to the ground and ran towards home.
Soon, she arrived at the dense tree canopy, where she and the ghost-faced fox made their home.
They are not completely isolated from the world. They will occasionally go out to buy some supplies and enjoy the convenience of human society.
"Is this the smell of a stranger?"
When almost reaching the house, the Jade-faced Fox stopped vigilantly.
She smelled the scent of an outsider.
(End of this chapter)