Honami looked at Kazuma standing still, and asked, "What's wrong?"
He Ma shook his head: "It's okay, let's go."
Then he led the two girls out of the utility room, and when he passed the door of the ward, he saw Mrs. Mukai was making the quilt for her son.
In fact, Hema's resistance to such scenes is very low, and it is inevitable to feel pity when he sees it.
And compassion naturally turned into anger.
— That dog that engages in germ warfare will harm the world even after it dies.
This is undoubtedly a shameless villain, and he is the object that Horatius must fight against. If he encounters this kind of guy again, he will definitely chase him to the ends of the earth and cut him under the sword.
At this time, the old lady raised her head and saw Kazuma at the door, so she asked softly, "Have you finished reading it? Did you gain anything?"
"No, it's just an ordinary projector." He Ma said, "Let's take our leave first."
The old lady nodded.
So Kazuma left the ward with a complicated expression on his face.
**
Leaving the village hall with Maqianjiao, CIA operative Smith arrived.
He went straight to the utility room next to the ward, opened the door roughly and went in to check the projector.
His partner Li followed into the utility room door: "Did you find anything?"
"Not yet." Smith said as he finished inspecting the casing of the projector. "I thought there would be a hidden compartment on the projector or something, but there isn't."
After he finished speaking, he tore off the shell with his bare hands, and the parts splashed all over the floor.
Then he threw the shell away and squatted down to rummage among the parts.
For the CIA Far East Bureau, this event is full of mysteries.
After the U.S. military took over Japan after the war, they interrogated all high-level Japanese officials and confiscated all remaining materials, but they still didn’t know the existence of this base at all.
In the past 24 hours, the CIA Far East Bureau forced the Ground Self-Defense Force to detect the entrance of the base that had been discovered, and found that the entire base was buried deep in the mountains, and the normal entrance had already been blown up.
The entrance created by Eita Mukai looks like an ordinary fissure, which should have been formed by geological activities in the past ten years, and looks ordinary on the outside.
Unless Mukai Eita knew from the beginning that this crack could lead to the base, it would be impossible to explore along this crack.
However, this unreasonable thing still happened. Mukai Eita not only explored the crack, but also set up pulleys and ropes above the crack to lift things out of the base.
What's even more bizarre is that the things Mukai Eita took out were basically bacterial weapons, as if he knew what was in the base and where it was placed from the very beginning.
However, the CIA sorted out Mukai Eita's experience with extremely high efficiency, and did not find a way for him to obtain relevant information at all.
The things that Eita Mukai took out not only included the cholera used this time, but also malaria, plague, etc., all of which were selected and improved. It can be said that they represent the top level of Japanese military bacterial weapons research.
What's more frightening is that Mukai Eita is breeding creatures that can spread these bacteria, such as mice, cockroaches, etc. He built a forest hut in the mountains, which is full of these things.
Smith is also well-informed, but he almost threw up in the protective suit after entering the cabin.
The Self-Defense Forces also found the remains of a woman in the bug nest of the hut, and they don’t know who it is—this is 1981, and DNA technology is still the most cutting-edge technology. Even the United States has only established a DNA database for repeat offenders, and ordinary criminals are just Enter the fingerprint library.
Methods of confirming identity other than DNA verification cannot be used because the bone remains are too damaged, and it can only be judged as female based on the shape of the pelvis.
Mysteries, all mysteries.
And the latest mystery is this Kiryu Kazuma, who ran over to visit Eita Mukai, and when he learned of the existence of this projector, he immediately ran over to check the projector.
So Agent Smith, the top person in charge at the scene, suspected that there might be something hidden in the projector.
Smith poked around among the debris of the projector and finally made his discovery.
"Li, before you became an agent, you studied mechanics, right?"
"Yes, I have been a mechanical engineer at the Naval Air Station for ten years." Lee came over and squatted beside Smith, "What's wrong?"
"Look at these two screws, the screws produced by the standardized assembly line should be exactly the same, but these two are obviously different."
Li took the two screws and compared them: "Well, indeed. These are not screws produced by a standardized assembly line. This is not an error of the standardized assembly line at all, but a product of a factory that has not been baptized by standardization."
"There are no such factories in Japan anymore," Smith said, "but some small workshops may still make this kind of thing... Damn the Japanese like small workshops as much as the Indians."
After 20 years of extensive development in Japan today, there are a large number of small factories and workshops with low production efficiency. These places may indeed still use this kind of screw.
Maybe this is to save costs, using the factory's own machine tools to make screws from leftover materials.
Li compared the two screws again, then picked up a few more parts from the parts that fell on the ground, and observed them.
"None of them are produced in a standardized way. Look at these gears. Even the teeth are not evenly aligned. It's just that they are polished more smoothly after being used too much." Li threw the bits and pieces in his hand on the ground, and then glanced at Smith. Throw the shell on the ground.
"Wait a minute, I always thought this volatile smell in the air was something like motor oil."
This is the storage room. There are indeed a lot of paint, engine oil, detergent and other items. In addition, the air is not circulated, so there is a pungent smell in the air.
Li picked up the shell: "Now take a closer look, this piece of paint on this shell has just been painted on."
The casing of the projector is very old and has obviously been repainted several times, and it's impossible to tell which piece of paint it's on without looking carefully.
Smith stopped pawing at the parts on the floor and looked up at his partner.
Li Ze came to the shelf and quickly found a bottle of turpentine.
The moment the lid was opened, a more intense pungent smell irritated their nostrils.
Li is obviously used to this smell - even though he looks completely different in suits and ties, he doesn't look like someone who would deal with these people.
He took a rag, slammed it down with turpentine, and then frantically wiped the paint on the case with the rag.
Smith: "Damn it, Lee, are you trying to murder my nose?"
"Shut up and watch."
Li just said this, and continued to wipe the shell vigorously.
Smith got up, moved away from him, and put his handkerchief to his nose.
Finally, Li stopped, looked at the results and smiled: "Sure enough."
Still covering his nose with his handkerchief, Smith leaned behind Lee, looking out at the shell.
"This is the designation of the old Japanese army," he said.
"That's right." Li nodded, "And it's obviously not the first time someone has covered it with paint. Look at the edge, although it is the same color of paint, but if you look closely, you can see that it was painted at different times. The following A layer of oxidation is more serious."
Smith: "So, what method did Kiryu and Ma come over to deal with the paint cover on the shell, saw the number, and then covered it with paint? He really knew the truth, and I was completely deceived by him in the afternoon .”
Li: "So you want to arrest him and interrogate him?"
The CIA's interrogation is a purgatory that makes life worse than death. There are very few things they can't ask.
Smith thought for a while, then shook his head: "No, he's on Langley's focus list, although I don't know why Langley pays attention to a boy under the age of 20. But we rashly arrested him, And interrogation, the gentlemen of Langley will not make it easy for us."
Langley is the name of the CIA headquarters building, and Langley is generally used to refer to the CIA headquarters.
Li curled his lips: "When Langley updated the list before, I specifically looked at the resumes of Kiryu and Ma, and to tell you bluntly, I was a little scared. The agents of the Eastern camp he killed within a year, I'm afraid it's better than I've had more throughout my career."
Smith: "Looking at the resume alone is really scary. It's like James Bond in Japan. But Japan has no intelligence autonomy at all. The Japanese intelligence agencies are all our subordinates. It's a bit strange to pay so much attention to a Japanese."
"Yeah, God knows what the gentlemen of Langley are thinking." Li shrugged, "But today he found out that the projector was an old Japanese military item before us."
Smith pursed his lips, lost in thought.
**
He returned to the hotel with the horse, and Mikako and Qingliu came to greet him as soon as he entered the door.
"How's it going?" Mikako asked.
"Unconscious." Hema shrugged.
Qingliu: "Actually, I don't understand why you are going. If it's just a visit, do you need to go there in such a hurry? It's okay to go tomorrow."
Honami smoothed things over and said: "The characteristic of Kazuma is that he is warm-hearted, but go and see if he can't sleep well tonight."
After she finished speaking, she looked at the eye and the horse.
She had seen the scene where He Ma took the paint off the projector, and knew that going to He Ma was not just a visit, and she also knew that it was impossible to say this when there was a possibility of being eavesdropped by the CIA.
As soon as Kazuma wanted to respond to Honami, Tamamo said: "Hema just woke up and ran around like this. Are you tired? I think you'd better go to bed and rest."
"I've slept for so long, and now I'm in good spirits..." Halfway through talking with Ma, he noticed Yuzao's expression, noticed something, and changed his words, "You're right, I think I'd better get a good night's sleep."
Mikako: "It's tricky! Your expressions..."
Honami hugged Mikako, "Mikako, let's go take a bath."
"Eh? Now? Okay, don't drag me, I will go by myself..."
Honami smiled and dragged Mikako away.
Qingliu looked at Kazuma, then at Yuzao, and said, "Then I'll go upstairs to observe the situation."
After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the stairs.
Kazuma looked at Tamamo.
Yuzao: "Go back to your room and sleep, I'll make your bed."
and horse nod.
Afterwards, he and Tamamo went back to the room together, and after Tamamo spread the futon, he lay down on it.
Tamamo: "Then, good night."
After speaking, she turned off the light, left the room, and gently closed the sliding door.
Lying on the quilt with the horse, with a dazed expression: Wait a minute! Is it really just throwing me on the bed and it's over
He waited for a few seconds, before Yuzao opened the door and said "I'm kidding you", so he recalled the actions of Yuzao after returning to the hotel.
—She... Could it be to let me really fall asleep quickly
Let's just trust her.
Take a deep breath with the horse, then close your eyes.
Since crossing, falling asleep with the horse has been very smooth, much smoother than in the previous life.
He Ma suffered from insomnia from time to time in his previous life. Before going to university, he was worried about his grades as grade anxiety.
After graduating from university and working, the pressure is even greater. Insomnia and other things are commonplace. When you have a headache because of lack of sleep, you don’t need too much, and it’s all suppressed by ibuprofen.
Thinking about it carefully, He Ma's life is only three and a half years of his four years in college, and he can sleep peacefully.
Not so now.
In fact, Hema still suffered from insomnia when he first crossed, but after that rainy night destroyed the Tsuda group, he would never suffer from insomnia again.
Maybe it's because the soul is strong.
This time, Kazuma, who had a strong soul, still fell asleep smoothly.
Then he dreamed that he was sitting in a small Japanese room.
Tamamo, dressed in a Kabuki kimono, sat in front of him, holding a shamisen in her arms.
On the pick of the shamisen in her hand, there are patterns of sunflowers printed on it.
She glanced at Kazuma and began to play.
Sitting with Ma Duan, listening to her playing, looking at her beautiful face, she subconsciously picked up the wine glass placed on the low table in front of her.
A piece of cherry blossom petals fell from nowhere, gently fell into the cup, floating on the wine.
With the cherry blossoms on the horse, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
He put down his glass and poured himself wine.
After Yuzao finished singing, he had already drank four glasses.
"This is your... er, vision?" he began.
Almost said "inherent enchantment".
Yuzao: "Exactly."
"Why didn't you tell me there was such a thing earlier."
"I tried to pull you in before, but you got lost the moment you came in. After all, this is a kind of dream, and there are not many people who can stay awake in the dream."
Hema thought about it for a while: "I... never dreamed of this scene."
"Can you remember what scene you dreamed about?" Yuzao asked back.
"Can not remember."
and horse shrug.
"That's right. But from now on, you can remember what happened in your dreams. You are strong enough, and we can meet in dreams every night in the future."
Tamamo laughed and plucked the shamisen strings a few times.
He Ma: "Since it's a dream, wouldn't it be boring for you to keep your human form completely? Let's fix the ears."
With an expression of "I really can't do anything about you", Tamamo put down the pick of the shamisen, raised her hand to remove the bun on her head, and let the hair hang down.
Then a pair of ears that looked like a cross between cat ears and rabbit ears appeared on the top of her head.
"It's great, let me touch it!" Hema Daxi pushed away the low table between himself and Yuzao, threw himself in front of Yuzao, and gently stroked the ear on top of her head.
"Don't do this, it's so itchy." Yuzao complained softly, but didn't hide.
After rubbing the ears with the horse, it was refreshing, and then returned to the original position.
Tamamo: "Do you only rub your ears?"
"Otherwise?" Hema asked back.
Tamamo pursed her lips, showing an unhappy expression.
He Ma hurriedly changed his words: "Sorry, I was joking. Well, let me rub the tail too."
Tamamo: "..."
Just as he and Ma were wondering if the joke was too much, Tamamo sighed and stood up.
Hema: "Uh, if you just let out the tail, you don't need to do that, do you?"
The next moment Tamamo swelled up like a balloon—correct, swelled up like a furball.
And the horse was photographed directly on the wall.
If it wasn't in a dream, Kazuma suspects that he has become a meatloaf.
Then, the whole house was crushed, and the horse and the broken walls and tiles fell to the ground together, staring dumbfounded at the huge white fox in front of him.
"Wait a minute, you..."
As soon as Hema opened his mouth and said a few words, the big fox shook his body like a dog, throwing out the small objects, broken bricks, etc. in the fur, and smashed them to the ground.
He crossed his hands to protect his face so that he didn't get bruised and swollen.
"You bastard! Hit me!" he yelled.
"Boys, don't be so squeamish." The big fox said, although the voice of Yuzao was still the same, but because the vocal organs were different, it became like a bell, shaking and buzzing like a horse's head.
By the way, when the big white fox spoke, purple flames appeared from the corner of his mouth, flickering on and off.
The tails of the nine tails spread out like a peacock behind her buttocks were also ignited with purple spiritual fire.
Kazuma: "You are bigger than Shantaro."
"I'm older than him." The big fox said again, still shaking his head, "Before the mystery began to decline, the older and stronger the monster, the bigger. Now in order to save power, we all use human as much as possible." life in shape."
Kazuma shook his numb head: "Can you stop shaking your head. Shantaro can directly transmit his thoughts to my heart, can you do the same?"
"Okay, but..." The big fox showed what might be a smile.
He Ma always felt that he was about to suffer, so he quickly blocked his ears with his hands.
Big Fox: "It's rare for me to bully you once, very happy! Heart! Ah!"
He Ma: "You! Noisy! Die! La!"
At the end of the roar, the big fox let out a laugh like a silver bell—it didn't shake the head this time, it should be a direct transmission of ideas.
He Ma: "If this is the case, it will be over. Come, let me touch it."
The big white fox came and sat down in front of Hema. These actions made Hema sigh that the fox is indeed a canine.
He Ma jumped on the big fox, and his whole body was buried in the fur.
Oh, this furry feeling is much better than the smooth skin of human beings.
"Tamamo, why don't you keep appearing as a fox in your dreams from now on."
"I didn't expect you... to be so perverted." Yuzao said.
Kazuma didn't answer, but rubbed her fur with his face.
Big Fox: "Okay, enough, let's talk about business."
He Ma immediately got out of his hair and regrouped: "Okay, let's talk about business."
The big white fox tilted his head: "Is this enough?"
"I'm a man who works hard. Did you use a spell in the ward?"
"I was discovered by you. Yes, I used a spell to invade Mukai Eita's dream."
He Ma: "So, does he still remember what happened in the agency?"
"I don't remember it at all. In fact, his life's memory has been severely damaged. I think he may not be able to recover. On the surface, it should be because the high temperature caused by bacteria has damaged the central nervous system."
"Are you going to use science to suppress mystery in the illusion?" He Ma was startled.
Yuzao: "There should be a scientific explanation for this illusion, such as quantum entanglement. It's just that humans haven't developed a related theory yet."
Indecision, quantum mechanics
"Why are you trying so hard to suppress Mystery?" Kazuma finally asked the question he had wanted to ask since he knew that Tamamo was a monster, but had no chance to ask.
In the real world, if the conversation is overheard, it might be taken as a paranoid patient.
Tamamo: "Because I discovered in my long life that living a long time is actually a disadvantage. Because there are almost infinite lives, the desires of monsters are actually very low.
"Because the vitality itself is extremely strong, there are basically no external threats, so we don't have to worry about life, and we don't have any sense of crisis.
"We are like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.
"So despite having such a long life, we haven't written a haiku handed down from generation to generation, we haven't created a song that will last forever, we haven't written any shocking works, and we haven't even made any exquisite handicrafts.
"Looking at human beings, I thought, sure enough, only the weak can produce brilliance, and only a short life can burn brilliantly."
When he said this, the white fox looked up at the sky, his eyes shining brightly.
"So, I long to live and fall in love as a human being, even if it only lasts for a few decades. And you, He Ma, your soul is a burning torch, and you are my white moonlight."
He Ma was stunned by this sudden passionate confession.
"Uh, sorry, I don't know what kind of expression to show at this time." He said.
Yuzao looked down at him: "I think a smile is enough."
Hema looked at the big fox, relaxed his facial muscles, and smiled naturally.
Um? Wait a moment…
The big fox looked away contentedly, and brought the topic back to the main thing: "Mukai Eita doesn't remember the past ten years at all, I guess... he must be possessed, right?"
He Ma nodded: "Yes, being evil..."
"Possessed by the reflection that remains in the quantum world." Yuzao snapped.
"Can you give me a little bit, what is the reflection of the quantum world!"
"Then..." the big fox tilted his head, "the reflection left in the Dirac sea?"
"... Tell me honestly how many books on quantum mechanics you have read?"
"I've read a lot, but I don't understand much." The big fox looked regretful, "However, I have confidence in human beings, you... no, we can definitely do it!"
"You look at yourself before you say the word us."
Tamamo giggled again.
Kazuma: "Speaking back to Eita Mukai, are you sure he has no memory?"
"Yeah. But I think the CIA probably won't be fooled by your painting method. It's amazing to confuse them once."
"Tsk, will they be discovered in the end... Don't think too much about it, the soldiers will come to cover the water and soil, at worst, they will draw their swords and kill them, and then smuggle to China."
The big fox looked at He Ma: "You are really weird. Now Chinese people are busy smuggling to other countries, but you are doing the opposite."
—Because that is my hometown.
In this atmosphere, it is not good to say nothing at all.
So he and Ma thought about it and said: "I had a dream. I dreamed that I was a Chinese. I lived in that land and loved that land. This dream is so real that it has already affected my soul. .”
After talking with the horse, he remembered that the fox just said that human beings will get lost in dreams, and only the soul is strong enough to stay awake in dreams.
However, the big fox just listened quietly without opening his mouth.
He Ma: "You... don't have any ideas?"
"This should be the quantum entanglement between you and another person in the parallel universe..."
"Hey you're enough!"
Tamamo: "Hahaha"
After laughing enough, Yuzao said softly: "No matter what, I will be with you and embrace a short but brilliant life with you."
He Ma: "Thank you."
Yuzao: "Speaking of things... we have strayed from the topic many times! What I want to say is that because you bought time by chatting with Grandma Mukai, I can try to restore some memory scenes from Eita Mukai's chaotic subconscious mind. He Still don't remember the scenes, but I can show you. Want to see?"
He Ma nodded: "Okay, let's have a look."