Don't worry, Yokohama is about to end

April 2007

Beginning with the collective death of 112 villagers in the old village of ■■ County, hundreds of vicious deaths broke out across the country.

According to on-site monitoring, the cause of death of citizens was sudden and unprovoked. The appearance of the death was extremely cruel.

The Police Department urgently set up a national task force, and countless police officers rushed to the scene of the case.

"Mud meat killing" has not stopped, Tokyo, Osaka, Nagoya, Fukuoka...

In every city, every day, the number of deaths is increasing exponentially. The government is considering the possibility of changing the nature of the incident from "heinous terrorist act" to "plague infection".

Citizens across the country fell into collective panic, and vicious crimes increased accordingly. For a while, everyone was in danger.

In October, an animation called "Hundred People's Illusion" appeared on social networking sites.

In the video, a large number of amateurs testify that they have witnessed monsters killing people. Their ugly faces are like action sarcoma spliced ​​by countless swollen and distorted animals. All known physical attacks are ineffective.

【Curse】【Curse Spirit】...

【Curse Master】【Curse Master】...

These unfamiliar words that have been painstakingly concealed for thousands of years, just like this, broke into the peaceful daily life of ordinary people with a devastating force.

Since then, a long war between humans and curses, conjurers and curse spirits, curse masters and humans has begun.

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2067 Tinder underground base

Researchers in white coats shuttled back and forth in the laboratory, and words such as "feasibility", "adjustment" and "instrument record" were endlessly heard.

A huge elongated transparent device stands quietly in the very center of the rear. It does not have a power system in the conventional sense, but only small cubic energy tanks, surrounded by a circle, from left to right, a total of twenty as much.

The door of the laboratory opened from both sides, and the young man and the old man walked in.

The busy researcher raised his head occasionally, and after seeing the person coming, he re-entered the calculation.

A young woman approached.

She has a pretty face, lightning-like eyes, and is usually quite gentle, but when she walks towards you with the air of a senior researcher, stepping on high heels and walking towards you with the wind, even Kurosawa, the most dignified old man in the base, can't bear it. I can't help feeling a little apprehensive.

"Mr. Kurosawa, Mr. Knotweed." The woman stopped in front of the two of them, and her sharp eyes swept across their faces like a scanner.

Knotweed Yuuki's scalp tightened, subconsciously standing at attention and straightening his back: "You, hello, Sister Shaluo!"

A poor student looked nervous when he saw the head teacher.

The old man held back the smile in his heart, and nodded with his usual expression, "Thank you, Chief Research Officer Miyano."

After a short greeting, the three of them didn't waste any time and immediately got to the point.

"Director Miyano, what's the current situation?" The old man walked in front with a cane.

"Everything is normal. As long as the final energy is in place, you can start backtracking at any time, but the specific time coordinates need to be further accurately calculated. According to the current progress, the error can be controlled within five years."

"Five years? This variable is too big..." Yuuki Katsuobu frowned, and interjected, "Sister Shaluo, can't you make it smaller?"

"No, this is already the limit of what the device can currently carry."

The female glanced at Yuzuki Knotabazu, her tone was cold and hard, "Mr. Knotweed, backtracking is not a microwave oven, just turn the dial. Of course, if you are dissatisfied, you can try to call your "god" to let you His shot is simpler and quicker. "

The teenager who was shot by Da Da scratched his hair in embarrassment, "Ah, sorry, I didn't mean that... I just..."

"What is it?"

Miyano Sara looked at a pair of sleep-deprived panda eyes, folded his arms, and stared at the pink-haired boy with a sense of oppression. The latter was sweating coldly on his forehead, afraid that he would say something wrong with his stupid mouth, and even the ashes would be thrown away by the other party. up.

"Okay, okay, five years is not bad." Kurosawa, who was standing in the middle, said warmly.

This is not the rhetoric of the old man to smooth things over, but the fact that it is true.

Even if the error is five years, it far exceeds their initial expectations, which is already very good...

Really, it's already good.

The old man leaned on a cane, raised his head silently and emotionally, and looked at the retrospective device in the center.

For a moment, the two young men saw deep mourning and exhaustion on the face of this wrinkled old man.

That is the weight passed down by countless people who passed away, the lives of generations.

"Mr. Kurosawa..."

Yuzu Yuki opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Kurosawa spoke first and broke the silence: "Go Yuuki, give them the last energy."

"Oh!"

The pink-haired boy responded energetically.

He nimbly jumped onto the one-meter-high abutment, carefully pulled out the sealed black finger, and handed it to the white coat next to him.

This is the last one.

Knotaba Yuki squeezed his palms nervously, watching the movements of the white coat.

For decades, they used all available resources to search for the whereabouts of the finger.

Soldiers, allied conjurers, women, children.

If one generation cannot complete it, then the next generation will continue on top.

They paid a heavy price. Each of the previous nineteen fingers was covered with the wailing and blood of their compatriots.

And this is No.20 root.

No one thinks of retreating, because they have long been unable to retreat.

The white coat took the fingers cautiously, his face was already drenched in cold sweat, but the hand holding the energy was as steady as Mount Tai.

He took a deep breath and filled the last energy tank.

Click, after a very light mechanical click sound, a group of fully armed staff who had been on standby for a long time immediately stepped forward, fending off the rest of the staff, and carried out the final adjustment.

Yuzuki Yuzu took the initiative to retreat to the side, squatting on the spot and watching intently.

"This day is finally coming."

Under the abutment, the old man stared at the young man's back from a distance, and said to the woman, "Be nice to him, Shaluo, that child was brought up by you, if he wasn't there at that time—"

"My father would not have died without him."

Miyano Sara spoke suddenly, and interrupted the old man roughly, "Thinking like this keeps turning in my mind all the time."

"But now, it doesn't matter anymore."

The woman in a white coat looked at the boy on the abutment with complicated eyes, her hands were in her pockets, and she clenched into fists, "Mr. Kurosawa, sometimes I think, we are really doing the right thing. Well, to pave the way with the blood of your compatriots, to gamble on a hopeless future, if you fail—"

"If you fail?"

The old man turned his head, his old and powerful eyes fell on the woman's face.

If it fails, how will the people in the base survive?

They have such cross-generational technology that goes far beyond the pile of garbage on the surface.

What about conjurers?What about superpowers?In the face of cutting-edge weapons and the development of nerve gases capable of destroying physiological functions, do they still have a second life?

Can't we let them kill those disgusting pigs and take back their homes!

But why, they have to hide in the ground, to gamble with a probability of one in ten million?

Miyano Sara clenched her fists tightly, she thought she could persuade the person in charge of the base.

However, the fact is that when she really met the eyes of the old man, the woman only felt that her tongue and throat had lost all function, and no matter what, she couldn't utter a word.

Kurosawa stared at the woman for a long time, until the clothes behind the woman were soaked with sweat, he withdrew his oppressive eyes, and said peacefully like an ordinary old man, "Shaluo, did you see the woman 60 years ago?" Is it Tokyo?"

Miyano Sara was taken aback for a moment, but did not respond: "What?"

Kurosawa didn't look at the woman's puzzled face. He looked at the retrospective device not far away and said directly, "Our goal has never been that spot on the ground."

"Shaluo, war and killing can't solve real problems, and our future shouldn't be here."

The woman gave a look of disapproval.

She wanted to ask more, but at this moment, the doors of the laboratory suddenly opened from both sides, and several children ran in in panic, "It's not good! Grandpa Kurosawa, Qianmei-chan, she's gone!"

"What did you say!"

It was Yuuki Knotabazu who was supposed to be on the abutment who spoke.

From far away, the pink-haired boy heard the commotion here, and was wondering why these little guys came to make trouble in the laboratory again, when he heard the leader kid mention Qianmei's name.

Chimi is the younger sister of Knotabagi Yuuki.

Although the two are not related by blood, they are important family members who live together.

"Hey, Fatty, what did you say about Qianmei just now?"

Yuzuki Yuki nervously grabbed the leading child and asked loudly.

"me……"

This is a group of cubs who have not yet grown up. They are usually guarded by adults and jump up and down in the base. Most people laugh when they see it. How have they encountered such loud reprimands?

Many children's eyes were reddened by fright, but the leader named Fatty gritted his teeth hard and said with fear, "Qianmei, she said she wanted to go to the ground to collect ingredients, and I will give it to you at night." A birthday surprise, I, we couldn't stop her, we could only follow quietly but was driven back by Qianmei halfway."

"She said she would come back before the sun sets, but, but, there is no news of her until now, and the communicator can't get through..."

"Did Chimi-chan mention which area to go to find ingredients?" Kurosawa asked calmly.

Perhaps the old man's calm performance played a role, and many children calmed down.

"Zone A!"

One of the little girls remembered, and shouted loudly: "Qianmei-chan said, she is going to Area A!"

Area A?A place full of wandering conjurers?

Knotweed Yuuki's face turned pale.

The experience of being captured at a young age came to my mind.

At that time, companions were treated as petri dishes for curse spirits, and the tragic scenes of abuse and forced labor for human beings resurfaced before their eyes.

The boy's eyes were red, he let go of the child in his hand, and rushed towards the door!

"Knotweed!"

The old man's cane hit the ground heavily, and he was about to be stopped by the impulsive Knotweed Yuuki.

You can't let him go out like this, it's sending you to death!

"Get out of the way!"

Yuzuki Yuzu ignored the orders of the old man behind him. He vigorously pushed aside the guards in front, and was about to throw one of them to the ground when there was a commotion at the entrance.

"elder brother!"

The girl's voice came from far ahead.

"Qianmei!"

Knotaba Yuki let go of the hand against the guards.

As the girl's voice approached, the guards surrounding the boy automatically dispersed to both sides, and Mei Zhishang and Chuya Nakahara, who were holding the little girl, appeared in front of Yuzuki Kojo.

Yuuki stared blankly at the girl's silver hair, and the big ocher cat beside her, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "Is that you?"

Zhishang Mei looked at the bewildered pink-haired boy, and smiled happily: "Hey, we meet again, the man in the cloak."

??

It was really an accident that the knotweed Qianmei would be saved.

As mentioned earlier, Mei hid a traceable small mechanism on Yuzuki Yuki's pistol.

Although there were bees leading the way, Zhishang Mei and Zhong Yuanzhong also realized that they had lost track halfway.

The sensitive mechanical hummingbird stopped in a forest, fluttering its wings in confusion and circling in the air.

Mei stretched out her index finger, and the young hummingbird fell from the sky.

After it landed on the girl's hand and chirped twice, it seemed to lose its battery, and its eyes dropped into a dormant stage.

Nakahara Chuya: "Meow?" How about it?

Mei shook her head, and said with a strange expression: "The signal disappeared?"

"Oh?" Was it discovered?

The big ocher cat first thought of one possibility.

"It should be impossible." Mei denied this possibility without thinking.

She also explained to Zhong Yuanzhong: "The buzzer is different from ordinary trackers. It is a renewable mimic metal that can fuse with the target for a short time, and the probability of being found and destroyed is very low."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also thoughtful, a faint light floated in his cobalt blue vertical pupils.

Since it was not discovered, there is only one reason left——

The big ocher cat looked at the puzzled silver-haired girl and confirmed, "Meow."

Mei, this thing called a beeper, will it conflict with similar machines?

"Chuya, do you mean that the signal is blocked or covered?"

Mei Zhishang wanted to shake her head subconsciously, but soon, she remembered the suspicious bracelet on the cloaked man's wrist, "If it is affected by the biological wave band above this, there will indeed be a short-term signal loss... Hey, hey, Is there such a cheating technology in this era?"

"Zhongye—"

Shocked, Mei rubbed against the ochre-colored cat, and said wearily, "I suddenly feel like I'm living like a primitive person."

"Woo! I lost, and I lost on the side of the best technology. Tokyo here is really cheating. I hate Tokyo!"

Tomogami? Miss Yokohama? Mei speaks violently.

"Meow!" Don't feel winning or losing in strange places!

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the girl who was biting her knuckles with hatred.

His tail nimbly wrapped around Mei's wrist, and like an old mother, he flicked the girl's fingers out from between the teeth. By the way, he pointed his tail and patted on a certain silver head, "Meow." Don't make a fuss, get back to the topic honestly .

Although the signal was lost, it just showed that they should not be far from the base camp of the cloaked man, maybe not necessarily nearby.

With a serious cat face, Zhong Ye walked around the surrounding area with his paws in his hands, his wet nose moving from time to time, sniffing the breath in the air, and looking for clues very hard.

A certain silver-haired girl was squatting quietly beside her, her two eyes staring at the big cat's nose.

Hmm... At this time, she pressed the rag of the cloak on Chuya's nose, shouldn't she be scolded?

Shouldn't it?

Mei pinched the rag in her hand, ready to move.

Perhaps it was because Mei Zhishang's eyes were too eager, and the big ocher cat who was concentrating on thinking suddenly felt cold behind his back, and a familiar feeling of being about to be persecuted spontaneously arose.

Nakahara Chuya turned his head vigilantly, just in time to meet Shangzhi Shangmei's small eyes.

Mei blinked her eyes and showed an overly sweet smile to her Mr. Cat.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

fraudulent.

The big ocher cat slowly raised its ears and took two steps back.

When the person you like smiles sweetly at you, will most people take two steps back?

No, it won't.

But Mr. PortMaifa is not an ordinary person, and the girl in front of him also happens to be a guy with abnormal brain circuits, so——

Chuyamao kicked in place, perfectly avoiding Mei's hungry tiger.

"Chuya! You're the one who brought it back to the point..." Mei stood up, pinching the corner of the cloak to force the kitten into the corner, "Come on, Zhongya, a cat's sense of smell is 20 times better than a human's. It’s also about saving the world, so there’s no shame in smelling it.”

"Meow!" Who wants to sniff a man's clothes!I reject!

The big ochre-colored cat frowned, and gave a warning howl to the girl.

It's a pity that Mei was not afraid at all, instead she took two steps closer, "Don't be afraid, Chuya, detective Maomao is also very handsome!"

Tsk, I hear you talking nonsense.

Mr. Cat in Central Plains didn’t buy it.

You come and go, one person and one cat gradually forget the topic, and start to fight back and forth.

Of course, the premise is that Zhong didn't use his supernatural powers or claws, and Mei didn't even pull out his knife.

I really owe a lesson.

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his cobalt-blue vertical pupils, and he leaned slightly on the ground. After the girl folded to avoid the attack, he grabbed a weak spot in her and threw himself forward, using his body weight to press her firmly under his body. .

"Hey..." Mei, you just owe a lesson.

The large ocher beast bound the silver-haired girl's limbs with its claws.

He lowered his head slightly, spraying fiery breath on the girl's fragile throat, and the silver-haired girl's astonished expression was reflected in the cobalt blue pupils.

The big cat and the girl are very close, which has exceeded the safe distance in the sense of ordinary people.

At this time, as long as the ocher beast lowered its head a little, his sharp teeth could easily tear open the girl's throat.

"Zhongye..."

Mei Zhishang was lying on her back under the big cat's paw, her arms were raised up, and she seemed to want to hug the big cat.

Zhongyuan Zhong also unconsciously relaxed the restraint.

Mei looked intently at Mr. Mao above, with his slender neck slightly tilted back, and his fragile throat was just exposed to the eyes of the beast, whose unsuspecting performance made the latter's heart flutter slightly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also bent down following the beating of his heart, and just when he was about to touch the girl's lips, a rag of the cloak stuck to his nose with a snap.

Tomoshang Mei: "Can you smell it, Chuya?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Giao!"

??

In the end, under certain force majeure factors, Mr. Nakahara Nakaya still kept a dark face and took up the responsibility of the police detective cat.

Following the aura on the cloak, the two rushed forward all the way, and finally arrived at an abandoned suburban villa.

The only strange thing is that when Mei hid in the hiding place and looked in through the window, they didn't see the cloaked man they expected, only a little girl covered in dust, lying quietly in the iron cage.

The loose hair covered her face, and only the slight heaving of her chest indicated that she was still alive.