Chapter 92

"The legend of a mermaid with longevity, the elixir of immortality, the mask that possesses evil spirits... Are you sure it's okay?"

What Kono Seiryoshi actually wanted to ask was, "Is there really nothing wrong with the boss's brain?" Why would such a rumor, which only paranormal magazines would be interested in, appear in the report submitted by the research institute?

The organization's involvement is quite wide, which reminds him of his old employer, who made money just to study the world's seven incredible syndicates. However, there are indeed forces beyond common sense in the latter world. What is the boss of the black organization thinking?

The end of science is metaphysics. The medicine developed by Shirley and the lively example of Vermode are right there, so it doesn’t seem that difficult to accept... What the hell!

He does not deny the advanced level of technology in this world, but there is a fundamental difference between "eating mermaid flesh to become immortal" and relying on genetic technology to maintain the same appearance for decades!

Shirley didn't understand his complaint and thought he was dissatisfied with the research progress. She explained, "The next stage is to conduct a field investigation. The legend of Mermaid Island has not spread yet, but there are already several witnesses of the mask."

As she spoke, she tapped on the pad several times to pull up a document. When she was about to hand it over, she remembered something and reminded me tactfully, "By the way, the appearance of the mask may not be in line with public aesthetics."

Kono Seiryoshi: “?”

Did Shirley underestimate him a little?

Not to mention that in this world he was a tech geek who was used to seeing all kinds of adverse reactions to experiments, even when he was doing clerical work at Vongola, he had seen some masks with magical powers, and he knew very well that anything that had anything to do with the supernatural was not good.

He was determined to present himself as a mature, reliable and calm adult in front of Shirley, so he took the opportunity to glance at her calmly.

——The evil ghost with a bloody mouth, sharp fangs, eyes like copper bells, horns on the forehead and a hideous and twisted face was glaring at everyone with hatred.

“…”

Kono Seiryoshi pressed the pad with his backhand, and his vision went dark. He seemed to vaguely see Shirley covering her mouth and coughing twice to hide her smile.

I have to admit that Shirley's reminder makes sense. Kono Seira closed his eyes and held his forehead. He felt a dull pain in his head and tried hard to recall the edges and corners of the mask: "Is that a real snake inside the Japanese mask? *"

"That's right. It's the ultimate form of the legendary vengeful spirit. It looks a bit scary."

Kono Seiyoshi: ...I withdraw my previous statement. Actually, mermaid meat and elixir are not bad either.

He took a breath and asked, "The legend of the ghost mask has nothing to do with the organization's drug research, right?"

Unless the BOSS plans to change his career and kill people by cursing, wouldn't Gin and his brothers be unemployed?

"I'm not sure about that." Shirley showed a puzzled expression, "Isn't this what you are looking for?"

Seira Kono: "...?"

His scalp was tingling, and he searched the schedule under great pressure. Finally, he found the word "mask" in a corner - was it this mask? !

I was disturbed by this. At that time, I thought it was a reminder for me to buy a gas mask.

You have to eat the bitter fruit of your own making with tears. Now, not only do you not know how long you will be away on this mission, but the person you are tasked with is not even a human being.

"The mask was found in Sapporo, Hokkaido."

Before leaving, Shirley handed him the information and mentioned something that had nothing to do with work: "It seems there is a festival called Snow Festival there."

The girl pursed her lips, with a faint smile in her eyes: "If you are not in a hurry, just stay a little longer."

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The organization attached great importance to efficiency, and arranged the itinerary the next day after receiving the information. The Shinkansen from Tokyo to Sapporo takes nearly eight hours, while the plane only takes more than an hour. After weighing the pros and cons, Kono Seiryoshi simply packed his luggage and went to the airport.

The most important thing in the suitcase is the medicine to prevent accidents. Last time he suddenly became night blind at night, and he was really afraid that he might be selected by the Deaf-Blind Experience Card again at any time.

Before takeoff, the sun visor was lowered and the steam eye mask was placed next to his right hand. Kono Seiryoshi maintained a passive attitude, yawned with his hands covering his lips, put two mints in his mouth, and began to empty his mind and daydream.

He spent several hours reading the information last night, and the more he read, the more he felt that the story of the vengeful spirit was just a lie to attract tourists. However, the organization's evaluation criteria for missions have always been strict, and once accepted, it cannot be rescinded.

Kono Seiryoshi couldn't remember why he took on such a feudal and superstitious task, so he simply gave up and prepared to treat it as a funded tour.

He leaned back, nestling his whole body into the soft seat with a soft cushion and a thin blanket, hoping to relax before the plane started, and preferably fall asleep to avoid airsickness.

While closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep, Kono Seiryoshi couldn't help but think of the mask.

The mask he had seen in Vongola was made of a mineral-like material and had a strange appearance. It was said to have some mysterious power that could make people immortal. It was once collected by many wealthy people as a fossil, and there were two of them at the headquarters of the Fuuki Foundation.

It was also at that time that he realized that in addition to fire, there were other unknown forces in his world.

But you don’t have to worry here... No, you can’t be careless!

Perhaps the real snake mask left a psychological shadow, Gongye Shengliang suddenly opened his eyes and poked the system with uneasiness: "What do you think, do vengeful spirits exist?"

A circle appeared on the light ball, and it flashed twice like [BINGO!]: [No, it has been tested last time after all.]

[If we had super powers, we wouldn't have wasted so much energy last round.]

The light ball was still worried about the end of the contractor in the previous round. [If you are worried, I can extend the time span and test again, but I may not be able to receive the news in time during the test.]

Kono Seiryoshi thought about it and agreed to the system's suggestion, "Let's wait and see when we get back. I need you by my side these few days."

If the system is not around, he feels a little insecure. Although he is not traveling alone, he might as well be alone...

Zhufu Jingguang, who was sitting next to him, looked towards him as if he sensed something. His eyes flickered for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

“We are expected to arrive before 3pm. The hotel has been booked and is very close to the airport.”

He read out the next arrangements in a low voice, "The schedule is not urgent. Do you want to rest in the hotel in the afternoon and evening?" His tone was very patient and cautious.

Polite in words, gentle in attitude, thoughtful and free of charge, I have to say that Scotland is a perfect travel companion.

Kono Seiryoshi avoided eye contact with him and nodded without objection.

It’s so difficult… He turned his head silently and stared at the sun visor, thinking melancholy.

In the past, whenever he was on business trips with others, whether as a boss or a subordinate, the atmosphere was always relaxed and friendly. He never expected that one day he would have to "be harsh to friends" - a huge test of his acting skills.

He pretended to be cold, but he didn't have time to use it when he faced Matsuda Jinpei at first, and he couldn't use it anymore afterwards; as for Furuya Rei, he hasn't seen him since they ran into each other in the bar, and it is very likely that he has stripped off his vest, so I don't know if the disguise is still effective.

The only person he often saw was Morobushi Kagemitsu, and the only one who was threatened and intimidated by his boasting was Morobushi Kagemitsu. Thinking of this, Kimino Seiryoshi felt even more guilty.

He doesn't have much time left in this world, so he should secretly pave the way for Jingguang and Ling before his power in the organization is taken away by Gin, who dislikes him.

However, in order to ensure that the organization's power value does not fall below 90%, and to help the two undercover agents seize power, the game suddenly switched from retirement mode to difficult mode.

Kono Seiryoshi suddenly understood! This is the correct way to open the mission!

The long-lost desire to win was ignited on his side, and Zhufu Jingguang, who was just a few steps away, did not dare to be careless at all.

After this period of observation, his original impression of the sacred wine had undergone new changes.

That rainy night, he had to stay in a strange apartment. He stayed awake all night and always felt that there were eavesdropping devices installed everywhere in the house.

It was later proved that it was an illusion caused by his nervousness, but the feeling of sinking to the bottom at that moment was difficult to dissipate for a long time.

Even when he learned that he would not have to carry out assassination missions in the next few months, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but was immediately overwhelmed by deeper worries.

He had to abandon his "Morobushi Kagemitsu" personality and become a Scottish whisky that was loyal to the holy wine in order to stay sober and calm in the darkness.

The plane is about to rise to an altitude of thousands of miles. The two people are alone in an absolutely closed environment. If others are fine, they can just pretend to be blind and get through it.

But that person is Shengjiu, who "hates contact with people" and "has a serious cleanliness obsession". Morofushi Jingguang intuitively feels that he should do something and cannot just passively follow orders.

He prepared himself mentally for a long time, and even wrote several drafts in his mind. Finally, he found an opening that didn't seem too abrupt. He turned around and said, "Vin, we--"

Seeing the scene before him, Morofushi Jingguang swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

The white-haired young man was tightly covered with a thin blanket, which covered his chin and mouth, while the rest of his face was mostly blocked by the steam eye mask, leaving only the tip of his white nose.

Well, Vin didn't look like he wanted to talk to him.

Zhufu Jingguang thought helplessly.

Perhaps sensing his gaze, Shengjiu wrinkled her nose suddenly, reached out from under the blanket and removed the blindfold.

He frowned, his misty eyes were out of focus, he rubbed his eyes, looked in the direction of Zhu Fu Jingguang, his lips moved a few times, as if he was speaking, but the sound was almost inaudible.

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't hear clearly: "What?"

“…It’s too hot.”

This time the volume was barely audible; it turned out that the voice was complaining about the temperature of the steam eye mask.

Shengjiu covered his eyes with the back of his hand, with no expression on his face. However, his voice was very different from usual, with a vague nasal tone, sounding a little aggrieved, "...the light is so bright."

Morofushi Kagemitsu: "..."

He glanced at the wall lamp on the seat opposite him, sighed, unbuckled his seat belt, and went to turn off the light for his sleepwalking superior.

The seats were not close and the switch was on the inside, so he leaned down slightly, stretched out his arm and touched the raised switch.

As the lights went out, I suddenly felt an extra weight on my body.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned.

Shrouded by the shadow cast by his body, Shengjiu closed his eyes again, pressed on his arm, and rubbed it in a suitable place, as if it was an unconscious action.