Chapter 340: A Life as an Investigator
The images in my memory stretch out.
After receiving the email, he walked in a direction that Shirakawa Harushi had not expected.
"What is this? Scam emails? β
He said this, his face a little suspicious.
But the body is still very honest to click in and have a look.
At that time, Bai Chuanqing was just a young boy who had just finished the college entrance examination and was about to enter college life.
Moreover, there was no weirdness in the world of the previous lifeβat least not on the surface.
Where would you be particularly wary of this kind of thing?
Besides, click in, as long as you don't click on those weird links, you'll be fine, right?
It's just that after clicking on the email.
On the screen of the mobile phone, it suddenly turned black.
A peculiar symbol, only in pure black and white.
Appears in the center of the frame.
"Huh? It's pretty impressive. β
He frowned, but he was slightly interested.
But this symbol..... What is the meaning? β
The image before me continues.
It's just that in reality, Bai Chuanqing, who is in a dark environment around him, feels a pain in his heart.
It's as if there is something that is carved directly into his cerebral cortex.
The brain and marrow are trembling!
"Uhh......h
Harukawa Haru's throat let out a low roar like a beast.
Even he couldn't bear the pain so intensely.
If it was in normal times, Bai Chuanqing might choose to give up and give up continuing to study this matter.
But at the moment, he didn't want to!
What is the truth?
In the fierce struggle between thinking and pain, in the end, it was Shirakawa Haru's consciousness that was even better.
It was as if there was an invisible layer of restraint that he broke free from in an instant.
A floodgate opened.
Chaotic memories are coming to him like a tide!
The young Shirakawa Haru, after coming into contact with that special mark, had an extremely strong curiosity and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
Subsequently, his life also changed because of this.
In the depths of his consciousness, a unique space emerged.
There was a man's voice, ringing in his ears.
At the same time, he can be seen in appearance, wearing a strange standard costume.
It's a bit like the costume of a science researcher.
Strangely, Shirakawa Qing could clearly see his appearance and hear his voice.
But they can clearly realize that the other party does not exist in real space.
It's just in his conscious world.
The man claimed to be an investigator and came for Harukawa Shirakawa.
"Why are you looking for me?"
The young boy was puzzled.
"Because, you should join us."
The man gave a reason that was not considered a reason.
Then they state their mission and goals - [Containment]
"[Containment]? What to contain? β
"Those things that are dangerous and should be contained, we call them ...... [containment]!"
"Like vampires, werewolves, youkai or anything like that?"
Even when this happens, Bai Chuanqing doesn't really believe the other party very much, and is even willing to wonder if this is a hallucination or some kind of high-tech prank.
"You can understand it that way, but [containment] is far more than that."
The man's voice was cold, and he didn't care about the boy's slightly flirtatious tone.
It's not so much that he doesn't care about the boy, but rather that he doesn't even care about the existence of everything around him.
He appeared just to explain the situation to Harukawa Shirakawa.
Without the slightest personal emotion.
"For example, the way I'm talking to you right now is the effect of the [Containment] of Number 012."
"This ....."
Shirakawa hesitated.
"Whether you believe it or not, I will come back to you after a while."
"Please don't worry, I won't affect your normal life."
As soon as the words fell, the man's figure disappeared from Bai Chuanqing's eyes.
But the strangest part is.
After that, Bai Chuanqing didn't remember what happened just now, and just looked at his phone for a while.
"Huh? Why did you get distracted just now? β
As for the email on the phone screen, and that particular symbol, it was all gone.
It's like......
The incident just now never happened.
And now, seeing this dusty memory, Harukawa Shirakawa.
Finally, he understood why in his original memory, there was no [containment] at all, and there was no relevant giving.
It turned out that every time I saw each other, the memory was automatically deleted.
The man's phrase "it won't affect your normal life" turned out to mean that.
Come to think of it, this amnestic ability is either a means that all of them possess, or it is the ability of the designated containment.
It's just that Shirakawa soon found that it was not particularly appropriate to use "delete" to describe this situation.
Memories continue to emerge.
Shirakawa's daily life was not affected by this event in any way.
Until......
The arrival of the second mail.
And after seeing that email with no header and no sender.
That memory that had been briefly forgotten reappeared in Shirakawa Haru's mind.
He was horrified for a moment.
Why would he forget about such a thing?
It's like it never happened.
It's not so much "deleting" as it is about temporarily sealing that part of the memory in a corner
"Now, you should be able to understand what I mean, right?"
The man who was as cold as a machine reappeared.
And said to Harukawa Shirakawa.
"You...... What do you want from me? β
"I've already answered that question, and you're going to join us and be part of the investigators."
As far as he remembers, he began to come into contact with various containment objects at this time.
At the beginning, I came into contact with some relatively small dangers, or very harmless to humans and animals.
A simple example is a sheep that turns into a pencil and a shoe that moves on its own......
To Bai Chuanqing's surprise, he had seen the opal brooch at this time.
Even this form of contact is not an actual touch in the real world.
It's in that special space of consciousness.
According to the man, this was training for Harukawa Shirakawa before she became a full-fledged investigator.
Soon, the [containment] encountered in the consciousness space began to become dangerous.
There are wood carvings that petrify people just by looking at them, and there are dolls that will have their throats cut if they say "no" in front of them.
The functions of the containment are bizarre, but they are also terrifying.
In that world of consciousness, Harukawa Shirakawa had died several times.
It's just that every time I die, my consciousness wakes up quickly.
It was then that he realized what a strange and dangerous thing [containment] was.
At that time, Shirakawa Harushi felt that even if it was dangerous, it could not actually cause him harm.
Change begins with another person replacing an indifferent man.