749 Bureau: Coastal Japanese Devil Mystery Case
Lin Yu dragged his weary body slowly into the mysterious headquarters of Bureau 749. A familiar atmosphere greeted him. The old corridors were filled with a faint musty smell. The briefings on strange events hanging on the walls, illuminated by the dim light, seemed even more mysterious. The lights seemed ready to go out at any moment, swaying slightly overhead, casting mottled shadows that seemed to conceal countless unknown secrets.
Before he could even ascend the stairs to his office and take a sip of hot water to soothe the aches from his long journey, the red phone on his desk suddenly rang like thunder. The sharp ring echoed in the silent space, seeming to rip the air and strike directly into the heart. Lin Yu's heart suddenly tightened, and a sense of mission arose. He quickly rushed to his desk and grabbed the phone.
The director's serious and low voice came from the other end of the phone, as if carrying a great force: "Lin Yu, you just came back at the right time. The bureau has received an urgent mission. Recently, some strange phenomena have frequently appeared along the coast. All signs indicate that they are suspected to be related to Japanese ghosts. The higher-ups asked us to launch an investigation immediately. You will lead the team and make sure to find out the truth and eliminate the hidden dangers." Lin Yu's eyes sharpened instantly, and without the slightest hesitation, he answered firmly: "Yes, Director! I guarantee to complete the mission."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yu's thoughts raced like a storm. The Japanese ghosts, a mysterious entity mentioned numerous times in the bureau's archives, had always been one of the paranormal phenomena that Bureau 749 focused on. According to those aging records, Japanese ghosts were often linked to mysterious disappearances in coastal areas. Countless lives vanished without a trace in the vast ocean, neither the living nor the dead. They also frequently accompanied bizarre shipwrecks, with ships mysteriously breaking apart and sinking, leaving only a handful of survivors, all of whom were dazed and muttering incomprehensible gibberish. Furthermore, the appearances of Japanese ghosts were often accompanied by thick fog, shrouding the entire coastal area in a state of near-invisibility. And the eerie sounds, sometimes like a baby crying, sometimes like the roar of a demon, echoed through the fog, terrifying everyone who heard them. Lin Yu knows that this mission is like groping in the dark, full of unknowns and dangers, but there is a determined light in his eyes. As a senior investigator of Bureau 749, uncovering the truth and safeguarding peace have long been in his blood and have become his unshirkable responsibility.
He quickly assembled the bureau's elite team, each possessing unique skills and a formidable arsenal of supernatural encounters. There was Old Chen, a master at tracking clues, like a sharp hunting dog, whose eyes tracked every clue; Professor Li, a walking encyclopedia of the occult, possessing a thorough knowledge of every mysterious phenomenon and ancient legend; and finally, the agile and nimble young team member, Xiao Zhao, like a fearless cheetah, always charging forward in the face of danger.
Everyone sat in a circle in the conference room, the atmosphere tense. After Lin Yu briefly explained the task, a heated discussion ensued. Old Chen's brows knitted together, forming a deep "chuan" character. He spoke first, "Based on past cases, Japanese ghosts often appear near remote coastal fishing villages. We might want to start with these fishing villages. The villagers there have lived by the sea for a long time and are most sensitive to changes in their surroundings. Perhaps we can extract some information from them and gather firsthand clues." Professor Li adjusted his thick glasses, his eyes gleaming with wisdom behind the lenses. He nodded in agreement, "I also think that starting with folklore is a good approach. Many legends link Japanese ghosts to the 'wrath' of ocean spirits. Perhaps the villagers can provide key information about ocean sacrifices and deity beliefs. This information may hold the key to solving the mystery." Xiao Zhao rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He said impatiently, "Then let's set off quickly. Going early may help us find clues faster and uncover the true nature of these Japanese ghosts. I can't wait to fight these mysterious creatures."
Lin Yu quickly formulated an action plan, gathering everyone's opinions. That afternoon, they set off for the coastal region. As the car sped along the winding road, the scenery outside the window shifted like a slideshow, from the skyscrapers of a bustling city to the scattered houses of a quiet fishing village. The sea breeze, carrying a salty, humid air, wafted across their faces, its unique scent tinged with a hint of mystery. The distant sea surface, illuminated by the setting sun, shimmered with a golden glow, its waves shimmering. Beneath the seemingly calm surface, it seemed as if countless secrets lay hidden, waiting to be uncovered.
By the time they arrived at the first fishing village, night had quietly fallen. The village seemed to be slowly enveloped by a black curtain, plunging into a hushed silence. Only a few windows shone dimly, their lights so dim in the darkness that they seemed poised to be swallowed up at any moment. Lin Yu and his companions knocked on the village chief's door. Footsteps echoed, and the door creaked open, revealing a white-haired, amiable old man. A hint of doubt crossed his eyes, but seeing the serious and professional demeanor of Lin Yu and his companions, he welcomed them inside.
The house was filled with a faint smell of fish, which was a unique smell of the fishing village. Some tattered fishing nets and dried fish were hung on the wall, and some fishing tools were placed in the corner. The village chief asked everyone to sit down at the table, and Lin Yu went straight to the point and explained his purpose. The village chief's expression suddenly became solemn. He sighed softly and said slowly: "In recent months, the village has indeed been uneasy. First, several young and strong men went out to sea and never came back. No one saw them alive, and no one saw their bodies dead. The old and young in the family cried every day, but there was nothing they could do. Then, every full moon night, there would be a strange sound coming from the beach, like someone crying, or a low roar. Listening to that sound at night, people get goose bumps all over their bodies. Everyone was so scared that they didn't dare to go near the beach at night."
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