Jeremy was also somewhat helpless; he hadn't had much hope for this kind of search to begin with.
But the higher-ups seem to be getting impatient lately. It's said they've noticed some signs that other countries have made breakthroughs, so they're pushing those of us working on the front lines very hard.
But even routine tasks like case tracking or intelligence gathering in other countries take time, let alone tasks like searching for supernatural beings, which most people would laugh at.
However, Jeremy also understood that these things were not all false, at least not the one in Ireland.
Take a deep breath, and the refreshing feeling goes straight to your lungs.
Jeremy knew that it wasn't just that Ireland's air was good, but that the air quality in most parts of the world was improving.
The most significant change is in London.
London is known as the Fog City, not as a compliment, but as a satire of its early industrialization and the unbridled pollution by its inhabitants.
In the early years, it was impossible to go out in London on early mornings because it was all foggy. This was different from the smog in some other countries. London's fog not only had a high dust content, but it was also sometimes yellowish. It was like this for seventy or eighty days a year, and it caused many deaths.
The situation in London only improved as the 21st century approached, but the harmful "London smog" still occurs from time to time.
However, recently, without anyone noticing, the air quality in London has improved significantly, and even when there is fog, it is mostly just normal water vapor.
Jeremy was still struggling with his progress when his girlfriend, Karina, sent him another text message.
The paragraph was too long to read carefully; I just glanced at it and roughly saw that it was about helping a child pick up a train ticket and encountering a crow that wasn't afraid of people.
He casually replied with "That's interesting" and continued working. He had a lot to do today, including revisiting the suspected possessed Irishman and rushing back to England to report the results in person.
...
When Karina saw her boyfriend's calm reply on the train, she felt like she had punched someone who hadn't delivered a proper punch, and her enthusiasm for sharing anything else vanished instantly.
I put my phone away and focused on chatting with Nova.
Because of the previous impression, Nova had developed a certain level of trust in this beautiful older sister and told Karina why she was traveling alone by train.
Women are emotional creatures. When they hear about a cute child living alone and pretending to be strong, their hearts are filled with sympathy.
"Nova, let's go visit Grandma together."
"Oh? But Sister Karina, weren't you going to visit some castles to find inspiration?"
When Nova asked this question, she wasn't sure how she felt either; perhaps she secretly hoped someone would be there for her.
"Haha, since you're a freelancer, the castle visit can be postponed. I'm not in a hurry. But Little Nova's visit to her grandma is on a fixed date. So it's settled then. I'll treat you to McDonald's when we get off the bus."
"good!"
Nova felt instantly better knowing that homemade sandwiches could never compare to McDonald's.
"I want ice cream!"
Seeing Nova finally smile happily, Karina couldn't help but pat his head.
"That's how a child your age should behave!"
They were still playing around when suddenly a strange scream came from outside.
Ah~
His voice was rough and hoarse, with a strange, inexplicable quality.
When Karina and Nova instinctively turned their heads, they only saw a distant black shadow receding at the far end of the car window.
Karina pressed her head against the glass and looked behind the moving train. She could vaguely see a crow perched on a telephone pole in the distance.
For some reason, Karina felt that the crow was watching the train.
"Nova, did you see that?"
Karina turned to ask the little boy next to her, but he shook his head.
I felt a strange, inexplicable irritation.
Is it the one at the train station? Impossible, how could that crow catch up with the train!
Ah~
Another crow cawed from outside. This time, Nova kept his eyes fixed on the car window. At the same time he heard the sound, he saw the large black bird flash by outside the window.
"Sister Karina, I saw it! A crow! It's perched on a tree by the roadside!"
By the time Karina turned around to look, she could no longer see him clearly.
That's not right. How could the cawing of crows outside the train possibly reach inside? The noise from the train itself would be enough to drown it out.
Karina is a novelist, not very famous, but with a vivid imagination. She immediately connected the dots to some unpleasant rumors about crows.
It is a bird always associated with death and misfortune, a hacker in the sky, a companion to dusk.
"Nova, don't worry, it's alright! It's just a few crows! It's a coincidence! It's a coincidence!"
Karina was speaking more like she was trying to comfort herself.
Nova, on the other hand, was more puzzled. He wasn't afraid, but he could sense that Karina seemed a little uneasy.
At the locomotive, the train driver had just put down his water cup and, looking ahead, vaguely saw something.
He squinted and looked closely, trying to figure out why the colors on both sides of the road in the distance were wrong.
A dozen seconds later, as the train approached, his eyes widened.
"Oh my god! What's going on?!"
Crows, countless crows! A dense swarm of crows!
They stopped on the large trees along the road where the train was going, and because there were so many of them, the train driver thought the trees had turned black from a distance.
Ah~~
"Ah~ Ah~~~ Ah~"
Ah~
...
The cawing of crows rose and fell incessantly. As the train passed, swarms of crows took flight, circling the train like locusts that blotted out the sky.
"What's going on?"
Oh my God!
"Oh my god!"
"They're all crows! Honey, take a picture!"
The passengers on the train were in an uproar; they had almost never seen so many crows.
Countless crows flew past the car window.
The cawing of crows, "Ah~", "Ah~", "Ah~", was almost continuous.
Karina held Nova tightly, unlike the other passengers who were excitedly shouting and yelling.
These crows didn't appear by chance, absolutely! They were looking for him!
She looked at Nova, who seemed a little lost, in her arms.
Call the police? But no matter how you explain it, the police won't believe you.
Inform my boyfriend? He wouldn't believe me anyway, and besides, he's just a regular civil servant...
While they were still hesitating, a contradictory voice, full of anger and authority yet also melodious in tone, suddenly rang out.
"Keyhole!! How long are you going to hide?!"
The sound was exceptionally loud yet not harsh, rendering any listener immobile. It was like a heavy, irresistible weight pressing down from the sky.
The train continued its journey, but the crows outside the window seemed to become even more agitated after hearing the sound.
The cawing of crows created a cacophony, their shadows obscuring part of the light from the sky, making the outside world appear eerily dark and gloomy.
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