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Honami looked at Kazuma standing still and asked, "What's wrong?"

Kazuma shook his head: "It's okay, let's go."

Then he led the two girls out of the utility room. When he passed the door of the ward, he saw old Mrs. Mukai making the quilt for her son.

In fact, Kazuma's resistance to this kind of scene is very low, and he will inevitably feel pity when he sees it.

And pity naturally turned into anger.

——That bitch who engages in germ warfare will still cause harm to the world even after he dies.

There is no doubt that this is a shameless villain, and he is the one 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 kill him with 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? Did you gain anything?"

"No, it's just an ordinary projector." Kazuma said, "Let's take our leave now."

The old lady nodded.

So Kazuma left the ward with a complicated expression on his face.

**

He Ma Qianjiu left the village hall, and CIA agent Smith arrived.

He went straight to the utility room next to the ward, roughly opened the door and went in to check the projector.

His partner Li followed him into the utility room door: "Did you find anything?"

"Not yet." Smith said as he finished inspecting the projector casing. "I thought there would be a hidden compartment on the projector or something, but there wasn't."

After saying that, he opened the shell with his bare hands, and the parts scattered all over the floor.

Then he threw the shell away and squatted down to rummage through the parts.

For the CIA's Far East Bureau, this incident is full of mystery.

After the US military took over Japan after the war, they interrogated all Japanese high-level officials and confiscated all remaining information. However, they still had no idea of ​​the existence of this base.

In the past 24 hours, the CIA's Far East Bureau forced the Ground Self-Defense Force to detect the entrance to the base that had been discovered. It was found that the entire base was buried deep in the mountains, and the normal entrance had long been blown up.

The entrance created by Eita Mukai looks like an ordinary fissure. It should have been formed by geological activities in the past ten years. It looks ordinary on the outside.

Unless Eita Mukai 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. Eita Mukai 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 Eita Mukai took out were basically bacterial weapons, as if he knew what was in the base from the beginning and where it was placed.

However, the CIA used extremely high efficiency to sort out the experience of Eita Mukai, and could not find any way for him to obtain relevant information.

The things Mukai Eita took out not only included the cholera used this time, but also malaria, plague, etc., all of which were selected and improved varieties. It can be said that they represent the top level of Japanese military bacterial weapons research.

What’s even more frightening is that Eita Mukai is breeding organisms that can spread these bacteria, such as rats, cockroaches, etc. He built a forest cabin in the mountains, which is full of these things.

Smith was fairly well-informed, but he almost vomited in the protective suit after entering the hut.

The Self-Defense Forces also found the remains of a female in the bug nest of the hut. They have no idea who it is - it is now 1981, and there is no mature DNA technology yet. They can only compare some simple samples collected. In this way, the person's DNA data is stored in the DNA library and can be queried at any time.

Other methods of confirming identity other than DNA verification were unable to be used because the skeleton was too badly damaged, and it could only be determined that it was female based on the shape of the pelvic bone.

Mysteries, all mysteries.

The latest mystery is this Kiryu Kazuma. He came to visit Eita Mukai. After learning that this projector existed, he immediately ran over to check the projector.

Therefore, Agent Smith, the top person in charge at the scene, suspected that there might be something hidden in the projector.

Smith searched among the fragments of the projector and finally made a discovery.

"Li, before you became an agent, you studied mechanics, right?"

"Yes, I worked as a mechanical engineer at the Naval Air Station for ten years." Li came over and squatted next to 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: "Yes, indeed. These are not screws produced on a standardized assembly line. This is not an error in the standardized assembly line at all. They are products of factories that have not been baptized by standardization."

"There are no such factories in Japan now," Smith said, "but some small workshops may still produce such things... Damn it, the Japanese like small workshops just like Indians."

After twenty years of extensive development, Japan now has a large number of small factories and workshops with low production efficiency. It is indeed possible that such screws are still used in these places.

Maybe this is to save costs, using the factory's own machine tools and making 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 standardized production. Look at these gears. Even the teeth are not neat. They are just polished smoother because of too much use." As he spoke, Li threw the fragmentary things in his hand to the ground, and then looked at Smith. Throw the shell on the ground.

"Wait a minute, I always thought this volatile smell in the air was engine oil or something."

This is the storage room. There are indeed a lot of paints, oils, detergents and other items placed there. The air is not circulating, so there is a pungent smell in the air.

Li picked up the shell: "Look carefully now. 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 many times. You can't tell the fresh paint on it unless you look closely.

Smith stopped pulling 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 they opened the lid, a stronger pungent smell irritated their nostrils.

Li was obviously used to this smell - even though he looked like someone who would deal with these things in a suit and tie.

He picked up a rag, poured turpentine on it, and then wiped the paint on the shell 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 outer shell fiercely.

Smith stood up, moved away from him, and took out his handkerchief to cover his nose.

Finally, Li stopped and looked at the results with a smile: "Sure enough."

Still holding his handkerchief to his nose, Smith leaned behind Lee and stretched his head to look 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 edges. Although they are the same color of paint, if you look closely, you can see that they were painted at different times. Here is the The oxidation of one layer is serious.”

Smith: "So, how did Kiryu and Ma come over to cover the paint on the casing, saw the serial number, and then covered it up with paint? He really knew the truth, and I was completely deceived by him in the afternoon. .”

Li: "So we need to arrest him and interrogate him?"

The CIA's interrogation was a purgatory that would make life worse than death. There were very few things they couldn't ask.

Smith thought for a while and shook his head: "No, he was on Langley's focus list. Although I don't know why Langley paid attention to a young boy less than twenty years old. But we rashly caught him. And the gentlemen of Langley won’t 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 also looked at Kiryu Kazuma's resume. To tell you bluntly, I was a little scared. I'm afraid the agents of the Eastern camp he killed within a year were not as good as More throughout my career.”

Smith: "It's really scary just looking at his resume. He's like Japan's James Bond. But Japan has no intelligence autonomy at all. Japan's intelligence agencies are all our subordinates. It's a bit strange to pay so much attention to a Japanese."

"Yeah, you know what the gentlemen of Langley are thinking." Li shrugged, "But today he discovered before us that this projector is a military item of the old Japanese army."

Smith pursed his lips and fell into deep thought.

**

Kazuma returned to the hotel, and Mikako and Seiryu greeted him as soon as he entered.

"How's it going?" Mikako asked.

"Unconscious." Kazuma shrugged.

Qingliu: "Actually, I don't quite understand why you're going there. If it's just for a visit, do you need to go there in such a hurry? You can go there tomorrow."

Honami smoothed things over and said, "Kazuma's characteristic is that he is warm-hearted, but he won't be able to sleep well tonight if I don't go and see him."

After speaking, she glanced at Kazuma.

She saw the scene where Kazuma pulled the paint off the projector, and knew that Kazuma was not just visiting, and she also knew that it was impossible to say this when there was a possibility of being eavesdropped by the CIA.

Just when Kazuma was about to respond to Honami, Tamamo said, "Aren't you tired from running around like this just after Kazuma woke up? I think you should go to bed and rest as soon as possible."

"I've been sleeping for such a long time, and now I feel energetic..." Halfway through Kazuma's words, he noticed Tamamo's expression, noticed something, and changed his words, "You're right, I think I'd better have a good sleep. "

Mikako: "There's something fishy! Your expressions..."

Honami hugged Mikako and said, "Mikako, let's go take a bath."

"Eh? Now? Okay, don't drag me, I will leave by myself..."

Honami smiled and dragged Mikako away.

Seiryu looked at Kazuma, then at Tamamo, and said, "Then I will continue upstairs to observe the situation."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the stairs.

Kazuma looked at Tamamo.

Tamamo: "You should go back to your room and sleep. I'll make a bed for you."

Kazuma nodded.

Afterwards, he and Tamamo returned to the room together, and laid down on Tamamo after laying down the bedding.

Tamamo: "Well, good night."

After saying that, she turned off the light, left the room, and gently closed the sliding door.

Kazuma was lying on the quilt with a confused look on his face: Wait a minute! Do you really just throw me on the bed and that's it?

He waited for a few seconds, but before Tamamo opened the door and came in and said, "I'm just teasing you," he thought about Tamamo's actions after returning to the hotel.

——She...couldn't she be asking me to really fall asleep quickly?

Let's just believe she's fine.

Kazuma took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Since time traveling, Kazuma's sleep has been very smooth, much smoother than in his previous life.

In my previous life, I suffered from insomnia from time to time. Before I went to college, I was worried about my grades and was anxious about my grades. Not only did I suffer from insomnia, but I also had to go to the toilet for half a day without being able to urinate, and I had to take deep breaths several times.

After graduating from college and starting to work, the pressure was even greater. Insomnia and other common problems were common. When I had a headache due to lack of sleep, I didn’t need too much. I relied on ibuprofen to suppress it.

If you think about it carefully, Kazuma would only be able to sleep peacefully for three and a half years out of the four years in college.

But now things are different.

In fact, Kazuma still had insomnia when he first traveled through time, but after the Tsuda group was destroyed that rainy night, he would never have insomnia again.

Maybe it's because the soul is stronger.

This time, Kazuma, who had a strong soul, fell into sleep smoothly.

Then he dreamed that he was sitting in a small Japanese room.

Tamamo, wearing a kabuki kimono, sat in front of him, holding the shamisen in her arms.

The shamisen pick in her hand is printed with a sunflower pattern.

She glanced at Kazuma and started playing.

Kazuma sat upright, listening to her playing, looking at her beautiful face, and subconsciously picked up the wine glass placed on the low table in front of him.

A cherry blossom petal fell from nowhere, gently falling into the cup and floating on top of the wine.

Kazuma lit up the cherry blossoms and drank the wine in one gulp.

He put down the glass and poured himself a drink.

By the time Tamamo finished singing, he had already had four drinks.

"Is this your... uh, fantasy?" he said.

I almost said "inherent enchantment".

Tamamo: "Exactly."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that there was such a thing?"

"I tried to pull you in before, but you were lost the moment you came in. After all, this is a kind of dream, and not many people can stay awake in their dreams."

Kazuma thought about it for a moment: "I... never dreamed of this scene."

"Can you remember what scene you dreamed about?" Tamamo asked.

"Can not remember."

Kazuma shrugged.

"That's right. But from now on, you can remember what happened in your dreams. You are already strong enough. From now on, we can meet in our dreams every night."

Tamamo laughed and fiddled with the strings of the shamisen a few times.

Kazuma: "Since this is a dream, wouldn't it be boring for you to stay completely in human form? Why don't you do things like ears?"

Tamamo put down the shamisen pick with an expression that said, "I really can't do anything to you." He raised his hand and pulled off the bun on his head, letting his hair fall down.

Then a pair of ears that looked like a cross between cat ears and rabbit appeared on top of her head.

"That's great, let me touch it!" Kazuma was so happy that he pushed away the low table between himself and Tamamo, jumped in front of Tamamo, and gently stroked the ears on top of her head.

"Stop it, it's so itchy." Tamamo complained softly, but did not hide.

Kazuma rubbed his ears and felt refreshed before returning to his original position.

Tamamo: "Are you just rubbing your ears?"

"Otherwise?" Kazuma asked back.

Tamamo pouted, making an unhappy expression.

Kazuma quickly changed his words: "Sorry, I was joking. Then, let me out your tail and rub it."

Tamamo: "..."

Just as he and Ma Xun were wondering if the joke had gone too far, Tamamo sighed and stood up.

Kazuma: "Well, if you just let out your tail, you don't need to do this, right?"

The next moment Tamamo inflated like a balloon—correctly, like a hair ball.

Kazuma was photographed directly against the wall.

If this wasn't in a dream, Kazuma suspected that he had turned into a meat pie.

Then, the entire house was crushed, and Kazuma fell to the ground along with the broken walls and tiles, gaping at the huge white fox in front of him.

"Wait a minute, you..."

As soon as Kazuma opened his mouth and said a few words, the big fox purred like a dog and shook its body, throwing out the small objects, broken bricks and other things in the fur, and smashed them to the ground with a crackle.

Kazuma crossed his hands to protect his face, so he didn't get bruised and swollen.

"You guy! You hit me!" he shouted.

"Boys, don't be so squeamish." The big fox said. Although it was still Tamamo's voice, because the organ that produced the sound was different, it became like a loud bell, vibrating and making the horse's head buzz.

By the way, when the Great White Fox spoke, purple flames came out of the corners of his mouth, flickering on and off.

The ends of the nine tails spread out like a sparrow behind her butt also lit up with purple spiritual fire.

Kazuma: "You are older than Shantaro."

"I'm older than him." The big fox spoke again, his head still hurting from the shock. "Before the mystery began to fade, the older and more powerful the monsters became. Now in order to save power, we all try our best to use human beings." life in shape.”

Kazuma shook his numbed head: "Can you please stop shaking your head? Shantaro can directly transmit his thoughts to my heart, can you do the same?"

"Okay, but..." The big fox showed an expression that might be a smile.

He Ma always felt that something was going to happen, so he quickly blocked his ears with his hands.

Big Fox: "It's rare that I bully you once, I'm so happy! I feel so happy!"

Kazuma: "You! Noise! ​​Die!"

After the roar, the big fox let out a silver bell-like laughter - this time it didn't shock his head, it should have been a direct message.

Kazuma: "It's already over if it's like this. Come on, let me touch it."

The big white fox came and sat in front of Kazuma. These actions made Kazuma sigh that foxes are indeed canines.

Kazuma pounced 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 humans.

"Tamamo, how about you keep appearing as a fox in your dreams from now on."

"I didn't expect you... to be so perverted," Tamamo said.

Kazuma didn't answer and rubbed his face against her fur.

Big Fox: "Okay, okay, that's enough. Let's talk about business."

Kazuma immediately came out of his hair and regrouped: "Okay, let's talk about business."

The big white fox tilted his head: "Is this enough?"

"I am a man who is enthusiastic about his work. Did you make a secret and use a spell in the ward?"

"You discovered it. Yes, I used magic to invade Mukai Eita's dream."

Kazuma: "So, does he still remember what happened in the social office?"

"I don't remember it at all. In fact, his memory has been severely damaged throughout his life. I think he may not be able to recover. On the surface, it seems that the high fever caused by bacteria damaged the central nervous system."

"Do you want to use science to suppress the mystery in the fantasy world?" Kazuma was shocked.

Tamamo: "This illusion should have a scientific explanation, such as quantum entanglement. It's just that humans haven't developed relevant theories yet."

Indecisiveness, quantum mechanics?

"Why are you working so hard to suppress the mystery?" Kazuma finally asked the question that he had wanted to ask since he knew Tamamo was a monster, but had no chance to ask.

In the real world, if someone overhears the conversation, he might be considered a delusional person.

Tamamo: "Because I have discovered in my long life that living long is actually a disadvantage. Because they have almost infinite lives, the desires of monsters are actually very low.

“Because our vitality is extremely strong, there are basically no external threats, so we don’t have to worry about our lives, and we don’t have any sense of crisis.

“We are like a stagnant pool of water with no vitality.

“So despite having such a long life, we have not written a haiku that will be handed down from generation to generation, we have not created a song that will last forever, we have not written any shocking works, we have not even produced any exquisite handicrafts.

"Looking at human beings, I thought, sure enough, only weakness can lead to glory, and only a short life can burn with glory."

When he said this, the white fox looked up at the sky, his eyes shining with light.

"So, I long to live and fall in love as a human being, even if I can only live for a few decades. And you, Hema, your soul is the burning torch, and you are my white moonlight."

Kazuma was stunned by this sudden passionate confession.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I don't know what kind of expression I should show at this time." He said.

Tamamo looked down at him: "I think smiling is enough."

Kazuma looked at the big fox, relaxed his facial muscles, and smiled naturally.

Um? Wait a moment……

The big fox had already looked away with satisfaction, and brought the straying topic back to the business: "Eita Mukai doesn't remember anything about the past ten years at all. I guess... he must be possessed, right?"

Kazuma nodded: "Yes, being evil..."

"I am possessed by the reflection left in the quantum world." Tamamo replied.

"Can you give me a little more, what a reflection of the quantum world!"

"Then..." The big fox tilted his head, "The ripples left in the Dirac Sea?"

"...Tell me the truth, how many books on quantum mechanics have you read?"

"I've read a lot, but I don't understand much." The big fox looked regretful, "However, I have confidence in humans. You... no, we can definitely do it!"

"You should first see what you are like before you say the word us."

Tamamo chuckled again.

Kazuma: "Back to Mukai Eita, are you sure he has no memory?"

"Yes. But I think the CIA probably won't be fooled by your paint trick. If you can confuse them, it will be a big deal."

"Tsk, will they still be discovered in the end... Don't think so much. The soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth. At worst, they will draw their swords and kill them, and then sneak to China."

The big fox looked at Kazuma: "You are really weird. Nowadays, Chinese people are busy smuggling to other countries, but you do the opposite."

——Because that is my hometown.

In this atmosphere, it’s not good to say anything at all.

So He 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 deeply. This dream was so real that it had affected my soul. ."

After saying this, Kazuma remembered that the fox had just said that humans would get lost in dreams, and only a strong enough soul could stay awake in dreams.

However, the big fox just listened quietly and did not speak.

Kazuma: "You... don't have any ideas?"

"This should be the quantum entanglement between you and another person in the parallel universe..."

"That's enough for you!"

Tamamo: "Hahaha"

After laughing enough, Tamamo said softly: "No matter what, I will be with you and embrace a short but glorious life with you."

Kazuma: "Thank you."

Tamamo: "Back to the main topic... We have digressed many times! What I want to say is that because you bought time with Mukai Grandma chatting, I can try to restore some memory scenes from Mukai Eita's chaotic and chaotic subconscious. He still won’t remember the scenes, but I can show them to you. Want to see them?”

Kazuma nodded: "Okay, let's take a look."

This counts as one update, not the number of words.

By the way, I recommend a book: "The Man Behind the Empress", a story about a working man and the Empress of Zhou who change their bodies every other day and fast forward to the position behind them.