Chapter 82 A fruitful journey
After saying that, Kazuki Yayoi reached out and picked up the Summer Rye on the table and took a sip. The spicy taste of rye whiskey mixed with the sweet and sour apple juice was a perfect cocktail for Akai Shuichi. It looked as fresh and soft as juice, but it was actually a fierce and fierce liquor.
He Jing Yasheng frowned and put the wine glass on the table, "Another glass of dull and unpalatable wine, I don't like it."
Zhu Fu Jingguang took the wine glass with a smile and took a sip. "It is indeed spicy. So, why don't you drink drinks mixed with bourbon? Bourbon is sweet." Zhu Fu Jingguang also expressed his understanding if she didn't want to drink gin, but when did bourbon offend Kazukiya?
Don't think he didn't know that Amuro Toru wanted to kill him, He Jing Yayoi rolled his eyes helplessly. He was really deceived by Amuro Toru, and there was also Akai Shuichi. If he didn't know their true identities, He Jing Yayoi didn't think there was any problem at all.
But now that they knew one was from the police and the other from the FBI, how could they be so nice to him as a member of their organization?
The pigs have to be fattened before being slaughtered, and he is the stupid pig that is being fed.
Kazukage Yayoi had no intention of complaining about his former friends in front of Morobushi Kagemitsu, so he could only shake his head and change the subject, "Forget it, let's continue. This guy, by the way, I haven't asked your name yet?"
Judy twitched her lips and said, "You've almost stripped us naked, and you still don't know my name."
"Judy, your identity on the ship is Maria."
"Okay, Maria, let's continue. This matter is based on my personal request and has nothing to do with the organization. If you want to ask me how to prove it, I think from the moment I reveal Mr. Okiya's identity, you will have no choice but to believe me."
Judy: ...You are definitely making a threat!
He Jing Yayoi crossed his legs gracefully and put his hands on his knees. His posture was natural and casual, as if he didn't care at all about Judy's nervous action of secretly putting her hand on the holster.
Judy was silent for a while, and then realized that she really had no other choice, so she said, "I can tell you some information. The Fire Spirit Cult is an old religion in the United States, with a history of nearly 80 years. It was relatively normal before, although there were some problems, but they were not serious."
"But recently we've discovered that many disappearances can actually be linked to it. So far, we've found at least 34 cases that are clearly related to it. The police in various states didn't discover it before, but as the number of people involved increased and the FBI got involved, we discovered the connection between these disappearances. They all have a relative or friend who believes in the Fire Spirit Cult."
Zhu Fujing was stunned. He looked at Agent Judy in surprise, "You mean, the followers of the Fire Spirit Cult would kill people they are closely related to?"
Agent Judy nodded heavily, "I'm afraid so. Although their killing has nothing to do with them, with so many cases, how could there be such a coincidence."
Zhu Fu Jingguang pondered for a moment before speaking slowly, "I wonder if you know about the Sanwang Festival explosion some time ago. The criminal once said that he needed to use fire sacrifice to revive his daughter, and he believed in the Son of Fire."
Judy looked away guiltily when she heard the familiar name. "The Fire Spirit Saint is a faction that split off from the Fire Spirit Church. You'll find they have similarities when you look at their names. They had some conflicts two years ago. Don't ask me what the conflicts were. I don't understand the train of thought of these fanatics."
"Anyway, the result is that some people left the Fire Spirit Cult, and these people were mainly Japanese. The people of the Fire Spirit Cult... hated the people of the Fire Spirit Saint Cult very much and thought they were traitors."
"I see." Zhu Fujingguang nodded, "Are you sure that the missing person is dead? And was he murdered?"
Judy shook her head. "We don't think those people are still alive. Most of them are frail or sickly, or patients who don't have much time left. Some are dangerous people with erratic personalities and mood swings. If they are detained or imprisoned somewhere, the former need comprehensive medical treatment, and the latter need strong supervision."
"Of course this is also the reason why so many missing people go undetected. First, their families won't call the police, and second, the police are more likely to think they are runaways."
The beautiful FBI agent shrugged her shoulders in mock ease, then sighed inaudibly. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a dark shadow in her eyes. She pursed her lips, squeezing out white from her rosy lips.
"34 is actually the number of cases we have found clear evidence of. We investigated the followers of the Fire Spirit Cult and found that almost every follower has a relative or friend who has died or disappeared. This religion has existed for 80 years and has followers all over the world. The number of followers is no exaggeration, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is in the hundreds of thousands."
"You mean, you think they killed 100,000 people?" Kazukage Yayoi frowned slightly. This number is definitely not small. It is a level that even summoning gods might be able to do. Does the world line really not care about this?
Agent Judy shook her head. "Not really. Many people who are missing may have simply died of illness and were dealt with directly by the church, so they were not reported. However, we are not optimistic about how many of these 100,000 people actually died of illness."
Then she sighed again, "Unfortunately, we don't know any more details. You may not believe me, but this religion has always had a good reputation in the United States. They are willing to help others and help the poor and disaster relief. If it weren't for so many missing cases, we wouldn't want to suspect them."
"They even have special orphanages and children's schools to help parents who cannot afford to raise their children but do not want to lose them. In the United States, if the government believes that you cannot raise a child, it will deprive you of your custody rights. But if you join the Fire Spirit Church, the church will help you raise your child. So many poor parents choose to bring their children into the church."
Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly interrupted and said, "But the children's lives are handed over to the church, right? Social workers will not check on the children's living conditions in the future."
"...You're right, because many families who join the Fire Spirit Church have conflicts with social workers. They believe that the government and social workers took their children away, so once they have the chance, they will refuse to interact with social workers. This is not a problem that only occurs in the Fire Spirit Church. In fact, as long as you join any church, the role that social workers can play is very limited. They often gather in groups and are very xenophobic."
"The Fire Spirit Church has regular visiting days, and outsiders can visit the orphanage and children's school. But I still say that the Fire Spirit Church has a good reputation, and no one has ever suspected that they have problems. Many children who were born and raised in the Fire Spirit Church will return to the Fire Spirit Church after going to college. They are pious, dedicated, friendly, helpful, and even overly self-sacrificing. But no one thinks they are bad, and every one of them is very good."
"It sounds like they are two different types of people from that lunatic from the Fire Spirit Saint Sect." Zhu Fu Jingguang pondered, "No wonder they are considered traitors."
"But they are essentially a bunch of lunatics, otherwise why hasn't Shuichi met me until now?" Judy sighed.
"Do they also like to use fire?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked.
Judy nodded. "Yes, they believe that fire is a channel of communication with the gods, and those who die in fire can go to the gods. I hope their method also includes the afterlife."
"Unfortunately, I have to tell you that there is already a body like this on the ship." Zhu Fujingguang put the photo on the table. "The body was hung upside down under Room 1003. Many people must have seen it. The news will soon spread on the ship. Is this their usual way of dealing with it?"
Judy took the photo. She did hear some things, such as someone died on the ship. More importantly, ice cream was distributed in large quantities on the ship. There was no morgue on the ship, so if they wanted to deal with the bodies, they could only borrow a freezer.
And the amount of ice cream distributed...
Judy tapped the table lightly, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Not really. They usually just burn with wood, just like traditional ancient sacrifices. But you mentioned room 1003. Did something happen there? I heard that the guest in room 1003 had a Dream of Hope on him. Is he still alive?"
Zhu Fujingguang shook his head. "He died too, but he wasn't burned. He died on the sofa in his room, with his trachea and arteries cut off. When we left the room to go to the medical room to find his wife and returned, the body appeared under Room 1003."
"It sounds like things are not going well." Judy frowned, "Completely different ways of dealing with it. There are two murderers."
"No, we also lost contact with a companion, plus Mr. Akai is under surveillance. I'm afraid there are more problematic people on this ship than we imagined." Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed, so he didn't know whether Jing Yayoi was willing to tell his information.
"Then I can tell you one thing, there will be more deaths on this ship." He Jing Yayoi shrugged, "The children are in luck, they can eat all you can eat ice cream."
Hearing this, both of them were stunned, but neither of them planned to respond.
"By the way, I want to confirm one thing. After the chef died, who was in charge of the kitchen?"
Judy tilted her head and thought for a moment, "I don't know, sous chef, right? What's going on?"
Kazukage Yayoi sighed, "Nothing, I was just sighing that this was such a delicious thing, and I only got to eat it once."
Wait, what does this mean?
"You mean... the chef died?" Judy asked hesitantly.
Kazukage Yayoi knocked on the photo on the table and said, "Here it is, chef. Okay, let me go visit the chef now." With that, Kazukage Yayoi stood up and left, and Zhufu Jingguang had to follow him quickly.
Judy looked at the cup on the table in astonishment. Didn't they want the cup anymore? Could she have taken it away if they didn't want it? Were they really that afraid of being investigated? Or did they underestimate the current DNA system and just walk away without processing the saliva?
Zhu Fu Jingguang naturally didn't care. He had become a ghost, so who would care about this? He hurriedly caught up and saw He Jing Yayoi standing at the door with his back to him. Then He Jing Yayoi slowly turned his head. In the dazzling sunlight, he couldn't see He Jing Yayoi's expression, but only heard the words coming from the breeze:
"I'll tell you something, Hiro"
"There is no soul of Chef Kikuchi on this ship"
“It doesn’t matter who performs the ceremony, but they do what they want.”
"Those who die in flames can go to the gods"
He is not their god.
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