Late nineties.

The streets of Yingzhou are cold and depressed.

As the sky slowly spreads out at dusk, rolling down the car window, Reiko Arakawa looks at the city in front of her, which is very different from a few years ago.

Whew-

The cold wind howled and the leaves rattled.

Nearby, passers-by hurried through the fallen leaves wrapped in their coats, seemingly unintentioned for a moment.

In the distance, the homeless people in the park, many of them dressed in suits, crowded around a makeshift alcohol stove, stared at the tattered cauldron that was emitting a strange smell from the fire.

Property has depreciated, stock prices have plummeted, companies have collapsed, banks have closed, and the unemployed have been living in droves on the streets......

Depressed, dilapidated, apathetic and depressing.

This is the current situation in Yingzhou after the bubble economy.

"Good times for this country...... It's in the past. Reiko Arakawa sighed, feeling a little dull in her heart, rolled up the window again, saw the signal light turn from red to green, and followed into the traffic.

The sky was getting darker, under a gray cloud dome. The dense complex of buildings has an inexplicably chilling eerie feeling.

Someone on the rooftop jumped down in line, and with another click, feeling the movement behind her, the woman raised her head, glanced in the rearview mirror, and then retracted her gaze.

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Walk through a few neon-sign avenues and a few half-deserted long streets.

Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain...... I don't know when it started in the light rain, the sound of the engine came, and then stopped.

In front of an old apartment in the middle of nowhere, Reiko Arakawa stopped the car, took out a business card that was some years old from the lining of the lady's suit, checked it against the handwritten address on it, and said in a low voice: "It should be here, I hope the address given by the professor is correct." ”

Exhaling softly, she put away her business card and slowly stepped into the apartment, then knocked on the door of one of the households.

"Excuse me, may I ask if it'......"

Her voice didn't fall, but with a creak, the door seemed to have forgotten to lock it, and with the movement of her tapping, a little crack opened, revealing a bit of darkness.

Could it be that the person she came to suddenly go out at this time?

Quietly shook her head, this doubtful thought only flashed in Reiko Arakawa's mind, and was immediately denied by herself.

The next moment, she pushed the door open, and the sound of rain broke into the apartment.

Turning on the lights and stepping on the sound of rain, Reiko Arakawa stepped through the entrance and saw that all kinds of things in the house were meticulously placed in a certain obsessive-compulsive order, forming a scene of cold tones.

Records are safely displayed in glass cases, books are neatly arranged on shelves, and there is an old record player in the corner.

The only exceptions to this unusually simple apartment were its owner lying on the couch, and the book that covered his face to block the light.

"By 1999, another July."

"The King of Terror descended from the sky, and the King of Angrumoa was resurrected, and he will rule the world in the name of Mars, the god of war......"

The voice of the young man was like a dream.

The book slowly slipped down her face, and Rosetta, who slowly opened her eyes, met the woman's gaze and saw that it was a woman wearing a light gray women's suit, with good facial features, and short mid-length hair, revealing a neat meaning from beginning to end.

"Nostradamus's Centuries?" Reiko Arakawa asked, her expression not timid, and she pulled out a business card from her bosom as she spoke, and at the same time, put it on the table.

[Fuji TV editor and reporter Reiko Arakawa]

Rosetta's instincts caused him to smell a hint of trouble, causing him to sigh silently and put his card down and reach out to sign.

"There's no tea, but please sit down first."

"Thank you, I was recommended by Professor Umi and was introduced to you, Mr. Luo."

Reiko Arakawa said this first, then sat down, pulled out an old business card from her bosom, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Rosetta, with the name of 'Umi Shoru', a professor of folklore at Kyoto University, written on it.

Of course, this name Rosetta is familiar, because this 'Umi Shiru' was his mentor when he studied abroad in Yingzhou.

He himself is a Dashun person, and he came to Yingzhou to study for further study, as well as some personal reasons.

Although it has been two or three years since she graduated, Rosetta was indeed greatly helped by her mentor.

"Since it was the professor, he introduced it......"

He muttered, flipped to the reverse side of the business card, and sure enough, found a line of address written in scribbled handwriting at the bottom, then raised his head to look at Reiko Arakawa, and asked, "Then Miss Arakawa, what are you coming to me for?" ”

Rosetta bookmarked Reiko Arakawa's business card in the Centuries and blinked, "Or how can I help you?" ”

"With such a straightforward attitude, Mr. Luo, the personalities of you and Professor Yumi are really different."

Reiko Arakawa couldn't help but smile, showing her white teeth, and said, "When I tried to contact the professor, he said that Mr. Luo, you are the most talented student he has ever taught in his life, but unfortunately he is a weirdo who has no interest. ”

"If you can still talk like that, I guess the professor's body should be still strong."

"It's tough." Reiko Arakawa nodded and said, "I can even travel to Hokkaido, and I'm going to find a sexy Ezo black-skinned hottie to be my seventy-third girlfriend." ”

"The last time I saw him, his girlfriend was sixty-seventh."

Speaking of which, Rosetta probably already knew the reason why this woman had been finding herself from her tutor, and couldn't help but sigh and say, "Because he didn't have time to spare time himself, he left the matter to his former student and introduced me to Miss Arakawa here?" ”

"In terms of results, it looks like this."

Reiko Arakawa spread her hands, and then talked about the business here:

"Due to the recent impact of the domestic economy, the response to several programs originally planned by our TV station has been extremely sluggish recently, and the ratings are quite low, so the producers held an emergency meeting and decided to cut these programs and remake a new program that is 'in line with the current social situation'."

"In line with the current social situation?" Rosetta asked rhetorically, and then said, "Are you saying that the TV station is going to shoot those urban weirdos who don't know the truth and the cult followers who can be seen everywhere?" ”

"Mr. Luo, you forgot that there are still those murderous maniacs who grow everywhere like mold in the corner."

Reiko Arakawa sighed with emotion, and sighed again: "The desire for blood and violence is the instinct of all human beings, and the people will show them what they want to watch, isn't this the duty of our TV station." ”

"Since horror novels, biographies of murderers, and religious doomsday remarks about these elements are so popular at the moment, this new program of our TV station is ready to investigate those unsolved cases or supernatural events with 'controversy', and restore an 'answer' that the public needs."

"In this new show, we originally planned to ask Professor Umi as a 'professional' to provide some consultation and analysis on folklore or occultism, but the current situation, Mr. Luo, you also know, he strongly recommended Mr. Luo to us as his replacement."

Sure enough, it's a nuisance. Rosetta pursed her lips and said, "As a 'professional', my level is too far from being a professor, and I'm afraid I can't provide much useful consulting and analysis for the show......

When he said this, there was an obvious refusal in his words, but Reiko Arakawa couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "Whether a professional is professional or not is not something that a layman like me can judge casually, I came here in a private capacity this time, rather than this, Mr. Luo should first come and see the meeting gift I brought."

"What greeting?"

Rosetta seemed a little curious.

"Hmm...... Mr. Luo, wait for me to find it. ”

Reiko Arakawa lowered her head and rummaged through the briefcase she was carrying, and after a while, she turned something out, put a plastic document bag on the table, pushed it in front of Rosetta, and snorted at him, "Take a look first?" ”

Rosetta took the file bag and opened it, quickly scanning the materials on the stack of documents, and his eyes gradually became serious, and he was surprised to find that it was a photocopy of an unknown document.

There is a record of absurd and wild history that is completely different from the current official history.

Perhaps the contents of this document may seem absurd to others, but ...... He should have known only that: if it had not been for the birth of the Iron Curtain, the continuation of wars without the use of weapons would have been another way of developing world history.

"What do you mean, Miss Arakawa?"

Rosetta looked puzzled, and did a great job of hiding the surprise in her eyes.

Arakawa Reiko said: "Out of professional habits, I inquired about Mr. Luo's preferences before I came, and I heard that Mr. Luo, you have always been extremely interested in the historical documents of various countries before the Iron Curtain blockade, as well as all kinds of supernatural things, I thought, as a greeting gift, Mr. Luo, you should be able to like it." ”

"It's just a little personal hobby, and it's rare for Miss Arakawa to hear about it." Rosetta spoke calmly and put the photocopy back of the document without paying attention to it, and he found that Reiko Arakawa didn't seem to know the meaning of the document at all.

"Let's talk about the pay for the job."

Perhaps because of the interest aroused by this document, Rosetta suddenly seemed to loosen his attitude.

Reiko Arakawa said: "This is easy to say, but business has to be done, Mr. Luo, you have to go back and talk to the person in charge of our TV station in this area." ”

"Okay then." Rosetta agreed to this and immediately asked for contact information for follow-up contact arrangements.

After the two talked to each other for a while, he suddenly got up and said, "By the way, Miss Arakawa, do you need to drink tea?" ”

The reporter was a little surprised by this question, and said, "Mr. Luo, didn't you say that there was no tea at home before?" ”

Rosetta spoke calmly, without the slightest embarrassment: "You came in without knocking on the door before, you are not a guest, and of course I don't need to prepare tea."

"It does seem like it's mine, I'm sorry."

Reiko Arakawa scratched her head and sighed, but then as if she had thought of something, she looked up and asked Rosetta who had come to the kitchen to make cheap tea: "However, since you didn't know in advance that I would come, then Mr. Luo, you opened the door in advance, and who is waiting for which guest?" ”

Rosetta continued to make tea without looking back: "I have two statements, one true and one false, which one do you want to hear?" ”

Reiko Arakawa blinked and said, "Of course I have to listen." ”

"Well, one theory is that I just forgot to close the door, and the other is that there is some subtle premonition that I foresaw someone coming tonight."

Rosetta took a sip of tea, which was a little hot, then put two cups of tea on the table, and said very calmly: "There are two theories, one true and one false, as for which one is true and which is false, it depends on which one you prefer, Miss Arakawa." ”

Seeing this unexpected reply, Reiko Arakawa was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and couldn't help laughing: "Professor Umi said that Mr. Luo is a strange person who is not interesting, it seems that he said it wrong, I didn't expect Mr. Luo You would still be joking." ”

Rosetta said: "Actually, I'm not kidding. ”

However, Reiko Arakawa smiled even more.