Three days later, night.

"Rashomon, formerly known as Rashomon, is the southern gate of Heiankyo. After many civil wars, mass graves gradually formed outside the Luo City Gate, which became an ominous place. Later, the castle gate was abandoned due to damage, and until the capital was moved to Tokyo, the imperial family still kept the place secret and never dared to mention the restoration. ”

In the command room of the ninth section, Ayano Mochizuki, Takeshi Iwata, and several agents from the information team were watching the information on the huge screen together.

Although the updated post of IBM700 did not attract too much interest from netizens, it has long been lost in the forum.

However, the entire ninth lesson is like a great enemy, and it is in a state of being in a state of succession.

Everyone's faces were full of exhaustion at the moment.

"According to feedback from Kiyomizu-dera Temple and Harumi Shrine in Kyoto, the real gate of Rajomon has long been damaged in the war, and only the ruins of the castle wall are open to the public as a scenic spot, and there has been nothing wrong for the past 100 years."

Mochizuki Ayano didn't speak, just knocked her hand on the table, looking a little irritated.

Heiankyo is the ancient name of Kyoto.

The records of Luo Chengmen, because of the long age and the relationship deliberately concealed by the imperial family, can be described as vague and rare, and even the Imperial Household Agency has no reliable information.

What is the reason why the city gate of the capital of a country has been damaged for decades, and the royal family has pretended not to know and said that it is repaired?

Whether Rashomon will reappear at the old site or elsewhere is still unknown. Continue to gather information to deduce more likely locations. What about the information about the 'new emperor' described in the post? ”

The screen switches, and a portrait of a man in ancient costume appears on it.

"In the history of Japan, there was only one person who once called himself the 'new emperor'."

"Heishomon, also known as Soma Kojiro, the fifth grandson of Emperor Kanmu in the Heian period, proclaimed himself emperor based in Kanto in 939 and rebelled. It is rumored that his mother was a snake demon, so his body was comparable to gold and iron, and he could incarnate into six identical "shadow warriors". ”

"This is a famous character in Japanese history, both before and after...... If the rumors are true, isn't this guy a 'half-demon' or something? ”

Looking at the rows of information on the screen, Mochizuki Ayano sighed.

The cause of death is said to be because his concubine Kikyo revealed his fate to his sworn enemies Taira Sadamori and Fujiwara Hidego.

The half-demon who was invulnerable and transformed into a doppelganger, as a result, was beheaded in the second year of the emperor's reign.

"These guys on 2CH call him 'the evil spirit of hell', 'the satan of Japan', 'the biggest rebel villain'......"

Mochizuki Ayano browsed the 2CH forum on her mobile phone and wrinkled her nose with some disdain.

In the forum, there are also a lot of "grave posts" about the legend of Pingjiangmen, and compared with the crack girl with a strong body, she is not popular at all.

"In short, according to the current information, the 'new emperor who has returned from the gates of hell' described in the post is at least the existence of level [II], or even level [III]......"

"The full moon is just three days away, and the time is urgent, so I and the information team continue to sort out the mission information, Iwata-kun recruits the soul exterminators who are willing to participate in this operation, and at the same time ask the major shrines, temples and onmyoji in Kyoto to pay attention to the Rashomon ruins, and ask them to kill the spirits if necessary."

"Roger."

Iwata Takeshi and several detectives from the information team, with big dark circles under their eyes, cheered up and responded.

After the arrangement, Mochizuki Ayano's brain was running rapidly, and she continued to bury her head in combing through the information in her hands.

The more she looked at it, the more shocked she became, according to the top-secret files provided by Yin Yang Liao, the really terrifying thing started after the death of Ping Jiangmen.

It was a feng shui battle that spanned hundreds of years......

……

Toshima Ward, downstairs from the Ikebukuro Metropolitan Hotel.

Just when he stayed up late and worked overtime in the ninth class, Sosuke Araki wore the shameful tights of the "Ghost Face Rider", squatted on the curb in front of the convenience store, smoking a cigarette melancholy.

"Hey, why are there fewer and fewer orders lately...... Could it be that you were cursed by the fish that crushed you last time? ”

The ghost-faced helmet, because there was no delivery order, was lonely hanging on the handle of the locomotive.

From time to time, customers who come and go in the convenience store cast curious glances at him.

Since he accidentally crushed the fish that jumped into the middle of the road a few days ago, maybe because of the curse, maybe because there are too many people who can't get jobs after graduation, and because there are more and more late-night delivery people, he has been assigned fewer and fewer orders from the system.

The interface of the mobile APP, no matter how he stared, only showed "no order yet".

Sometimes even standby for an hour, you can't get an order.

But fortunately, as long as you keep it on standby, you will still calculate a meager base salary.

"I'm bored, if I had read the interview notice of that security company seriously last time, maybe I'd already be drinking in Ginza by now......"

After the KTV party that night, the next day, he called "Japan Security Co., Ltd." with the mood of giving it a try.

"Stay tuned for the next job announcement."

On the phone, the customer service lady replied politely and indifferently.

"Ghost-faced Rider-san, borrow a fire."

Just as he was immersed in sad memories, a woman beside him said in a lazy tone.

The sound is still a little familiar.

Turning his head, he didn't know what to do, a woman in a black miniskirt, a white translucent shirt, and long brown hair was squatting side by side with him on the curb.

"Teak ...... Vacuum...... No, what's ......?"

Suddenly frightened, Sosuke Araki pointed at the other party with some trembling.

It was the woman who forcibly took away her first kiss a few days ago.

"People call Yuzuki Saya, so remember the girl's name......"

Yuzuki Saya took out a pack of cigarettes, stretched out her pink little tongue, and bit out a thin cigarette from it.

She put the cigarette in her mouth and suddenly put her face in front of Sosuke Araki.

A sweet smell of oranges came to his face, making Sosuke Araki, who had not yet figured out the situation, subconsciously lean back.

"Don't move, I've said to borrow a fire."

Saya Yuzuki put one hand to the back of his head and put a cigarette in his mouth, pressing it against the end of Sosuke Araki's mouth.

At a distance like kissing, looking at the delicate face of Yuzuki Saya in front of him and smelling the sweet breath of the other party, Sosuke Araki's brain suddenly went blank.

As his breathing and heart raced, Sosuke Araki breathed out of his nostrils, and the half-smoked cigarette in his mouth erupted into a blazing fire comparable to that of a lighter.

Instantly, he lit the thin cigarette that Yuzuki Saya was holding.

"Hoo ......"

Yuzuki Saya looked away, gently took the cigarette, took two puffs very femininely, and threw out smoke rings with his head up.

"Whew, huh, why are you suddenly so close to borrow fire!"

Sousuke Araki froze for a moment with a blushing face, and complained in a panic.

This troublesome woman must have an intention to approach me, so she probably wants to use me as a shield again.

He looked at the other man with a wary gaze.

Wait a minute......

From this familiar perspective, Yuzuki Saya is squatting on the side of the road in a miniskirt, and the scenery under the skirt is unobstructed.

Tight and slender legs, rounded hips, black sheer lace trousers, and a feminine silhouette between the legs......

It's black today......

"You're ...... again Peeking at someone's underwear? ”

Yuzuki Saya asked coldly.