The Metropolitan Police Department and the Yamanashi Prefectural Police Headquarters have jointly investigated the fifteen skulls sent by the extraordinary person Dilu. Through tooth mark identification and comparison with missing persons files, the true identities of several remains have been determined. The earliest one disappeared three years ago. Over the past few days, through investigation and restoration of on-site traces and questioning of believers who attended the Dharma Assembly, the Joint Investigation Headquarters has initially restored the truth. Three years ago, a Type A had been hiding behind the Zhengxin Society, using the power of the Zhengxin Society to secretly devour people. Even if we don't take into account the sudden intrusion of the Orthodox Society's extraordinary land, hundreds of Orthodox Society members died at one time. The collusion between the Orthodox Society and Type A is not a trivial matter. This means that those monsters have begun to become familiar with the rules of human society and are even infiltrating human society in turn. There was also the Makotogumi incident that occurred in Edogawa District shortly afterwards. Although the death toll was only 36, and they were a bunch of Yakuza thugs, the appearance of a shark-faced monster suspected to be the Arakawa water god and a giant monster that was identical to the Umibozu in folk legends all indicated something unusual. The mainstream view has always been that supernatural phenomena only appeared in Japan after 1992 and did not exist in history before that. But after the Makoto Group incident, some experts began to doubt whether Supernatural really appeared after 1992? The Metropolitan Police Department attached even greater importance to the Makoto-gumi incident than to the Bukozan incident, and they even took the initiative to detonate the Bukozan incident to attract the attention of national media and public opinion, in order to cover up the Makoto-gumi incident and divert public attention. Although the investigation into the Makoto Group incident has not made much progress, the infighting between Investigation Section 4 and Section 5 has already begun.
The first to bear the brunt of the attack was Uchiha Senmon, the commander, who was criticized by Chief Mori of the Fifth Section of the Public Security Department for his poor command in the Makoto Group incident, for not launching an attack in the first place, and for missing the opportunity. Section Chief Akagi of Investigation Section 4 defended his subordinates, saying that the monster had summoned a strange fog and the enemy situation was unclear, and a rash attack would be irresponsible for the lives of the police officers. The verbal battle continued to escalate to higher levels, leading to today's questioning of the Uchiha Senmen. After leaving the conference room, Uchiha Senmon followed the Director of the Criminal Division of the Metropolitan Police Department to his office. "Inspector Uchiha, your report titled "Suggestions on the Timing of Publicizing Supernatural Phenomena to the Public" is not approved. Don't submit such things again in the future." The head of the Criminal Division threw a report on the table and shook his head at Uchiha Senmon. "But after the Bukozan incident and the Makoto Group incident, I think now is a very appropriate time." Uchiha Senmon said calmly. "The ones who died were just trash... people who didn't contribute much to society." "I don't sympathize with the people of the Orthodox Society and the Makoto Group, but the people sacrificed by the Orthodox Society are so innocent. In recent years, the frequency of supernatural events has been increasing, and more citizens die every year than the previous year. If the public knew the truth, many innocent deaths can be avoided." Uchiha Senmon straightened his back and said solemnly. The head of the Criminal Department rubbed his brows, sighed, and asked: "Inspector Uchiha, do you know how many people commit suicide in Japan every year?" "Reporting to the Minister, the number was 21,000 last year." Uchiha Senmon blinked and immediately reported the number. “So how many missing persons cases have been reported to the police?” Uchiha had vaguely understood what the head of the Criminal Division meant, and hesitantly said, "About 80,000." "Compared to these 100,000 people, the number of people who die in supernatural incidents each year is only in the four digits, less than one-tenth." The head of the Criminal Division said earnestly, "There has always been an opinion within the Metropolitan Police Department that the existence of supernatural phenomena should be made public. But we must consider the overall situation. If we make it public, how much panic will it cause to the people? Who can bear the responsibility for the resulting social unrest, economic recession, and capital flight?" So even now, we have to hide the truth from the public and let them die in obscurity? Uchiha Senmon remained silent. "Uchiha Inspector, you are too soft-hearted. Otherwise, with your ability, you will definitely be able to climb to a higher position."
The head of the Criminal Division reached out and patted Uchiha Senmon's shoulder, saying meaningfully: "You must be very tired from accepting internal inquiries these days. I will give you a few days off so you can rest up." "Is this a suspension?" Uchiha Senmon looked directly at the minister and asked in a deep voice. "No, it's a holiday. I'll give you three days off to think about it." At ten o'clock in the evening, Uchiha Senmon walked out of the Metropolitan Police Department with a gloomy face and a hint of confusion in his eyes. Uchiha Senmon, who had been working day and night, was suddenly given three days off. He was not used to the feeling of having free time. Moreover, Uchiha Senmon is in a very confused mood right now, and what the Minister of the Criminal Department said makes sense. It may not be a bad thing for them to hide the truth about supernatural events from the public. Uchiha Senmon got into his car and took out a booklet with more than a dozen names on it, all of whom were the names of his colleagues in the Fourth Investigation Section who had died in the line of duty. The engine started, but the car was not heading towards Nakano Ward, but towards Bunkyo Ward. Uchiha Senmon arrived at Tokyo Gokokuji Temple at Otsuka 5-chome, Bunkyo-ku. The destination is the cemetery managed and operated by Huguo Temple. All cemeteries in Japan are run by temples. Regardless of one's beliefs during life, one can only be buried in a cemetery run by a temple after death. As long as one is a monk who has inherited temple property, they will run a cemetery near the temple and make a lot of money from the underworld real estate industry. Several of Uchiha Senmon's colleagues who died in the line of duty are buried in the western cemetery of Gokokuji Temple in Tokyo. He walked into the cemetery holding a large bouquet of white chrysanthemums purchased from the flower shop. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and there was no one in the Gokokuji Cemetery. The shadowy tombstones in the night created a creepy and terrifying atmosphere, but Uchiha Senmon did not show a trace of fear. "The grave of the couple Yuejianli should be here. I haven't been here for more than half a year. Plus it's dark now, so I can't recognize it clearly." "Gah!" Suddenly, an unpleasant bird cry was heard. Uchiha Senmon looked in the direction of the sound and saw a crow perched on a cherry tree whose petals had not yet completely fallen, looking at him with its head tilted. Under the cherry tree, there was a girl lying there with a face as white as moonlight. The girl was holding a sword bag, with her back against the trunk of the cherry tree, her eyes closed, as if she was dozing off. But when she heard the noise, she immediately turned her head alertly and blinked her left eye: "Uncle Uchiha?" Chapter 78 079 Cemetery The night was getting deeper and deeper, and it was almost approaching the early morning hours. Most of the houses around Yayoi-cho 2-chome in Nakano-ku had turned off their lights, with only dim street lamps illuminating the empty streets, but the single-family house where the Uchiha family lived had light shining through the entrance. In the living room, Uchiha Ming twitched his lips and looked helplessly at Uchiha Senmon and Tsukimi Inaba who followed behind him. Seeing Uchiha Ming's expression, Uchiha Xianmen thought he had some misunderstanding, and quickly explained: "Ming, this child is the daughter of my former colleague. She may have to stay in our house for a while." "This is my son, Uchiha Ming. He is now in the first year of high school..." Uchiha Senmon introduced Tsukimi Inaba. "No need, Uncle Xianmen, we know each other." Tsukimi Inaba said lightly. The sword bag, which was almost as tall as her, was still carried on her back.
"We are classmates." "Is that so? That's really a coincidence, hahaha." Uchiha Senmon touched the back of his head and laughed. Uchiha Ming also sighed in his heart at the magic of fate. After Tsukimi Inaba rushed out of the Kendo Club, Uchiha Ming immediately arranged a crow to hang far behind her. After rushing out of Jinguji School at a speed that would make even the captain of the track and field club ashamed, Tsukimi Inaba stood on the crowded street, as if looking for something, but in the end found nothing. But after standing quietly there for half an hour, Tsukimiri took the tram and came to the Gokokuji Cemetery in Otsuka 5-chome alone. He took a wooden bucket, a rag and a shovel from the entrance of the cemetery, cleaned the two tombstones engraved with Tsukimisato's family name, and then sat quietly under the cherry tree where he could see the tombstones. From dusk till nightfall, he remained almost motionless like a puppet. If the Uchiha Senmon had not happened to come to the Gokokuji Cemetery, Tsukimi Inaba might have sat there all night. However, he did not expect that Uchiha Senmon would force Tsukimi Inaba to visit the Uchiha family. Although he had learned from Tsukimi Inaba that she knew Uchiha Senmon, Uchiha Ming was still a little surprised. However, Uchiha Ming had no objection to Tsukimi Inaba's plan to stay at the Uchiha family for a while, after all, the house was bought with a mortgage from the Uchiha Senmen. What's more, Uchiha Ming was very interested in Tsukimi Inaba. If Uchiha Senmon hadn't come intruding, he would have used his bird clone to take the field at the Gokokuji Cemetery. "Uncle Xianmen, I still..." "Goo-" In Tsukimi Inaba's transparent, snow-white cheeks gradually turned slightly red. "Ah, I remembered that I didn't eat anything at the Metropolitan Police Department today, and I'm hungry." Uchiha Senmon stood up. "The oden at the 24-hour convenience store at the street corner is pretty good. Do you want me to bring you some?" "That convenience store was converted into a drugstore half a year ago." Uchiha Ming said expressionlessly. Uchiha Xianmen didn't go home for many years and didn't know anything about the changes in the area around his residence. Hearing this, he said awkwardly, "Is that so? Isn't there a ramen shop near our house that operates at night?" Uchiha Senmon was completely unable to display the authority of a father in front of his son. “That ramen shop doesn’t allow takeout.” Uchiha Ming said coldly. "Wait a moment, I'll make you something to eat." Uchiha Ming stood up and walked towards the refrigerator. "Wait, Ming, you can cook?" Uchiha Senmon asked doubtfully. Uchiha Ming did not answer. He took out some vegetables and meat from the refrigerator, washed them simply and put them on the chopping board. He cut the vegetables and meat with his knife skills as smoothly as flowing water. Then take the wok, add a lot of oil over high heat, add the vegetables and stir-fry. Soon, a large plate of greasy stir-fried vegetables and meat was served. The white rice is also cooked in advance and prepared for use in lunch boxes in the morning.
“Is this Chinese food?” The Japanese call all dishes stir-fried in oil Chinese cuisine. Uchiha Senmon picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into his mouth with some doubt. It tasted surprisingly good. He looked at Uchiha Ming with some surprise and relief. He didn't expect that Ming had grown so much without him knowing. Although he still had a lot of money in his hands, Uchiha Ming's big appetite wouldn't allow him to sustain it for too long. No matter which country he was in, cooking by himself was the most economical way. Uchiha Ming also started to cook for himself and bring his own lunch boxes these days. With the Sharingan, it only takes a blink of an eye to learn the art of cooking. "I'm gonna start now!" Uchiha Senmon and Tsukimi Inaba whispered something in a very Japanese way, then picked up their bowls and chopsticks and started eating. Tsukimi Inaba ate his food in small bites seemingly in a very elegant manner, but he finished it as fast as a volcano and a forest of fire. Uchiha Senmon only ate one bowl, and the rest of the food went into Tsukimi Inaba's stomach. The rice in the rice cooker was cooked full based on the amount of rice Uchiha Ming eats, but it was also eaten up by Tsukimi Inaba, which means that Tsukimi Inaba has an appetite that is not inferior to Uchiha Ming. The Uchiha Senmon were all stunned, wondering how the petite Tsukimiri could eat so much food in one breath. Inaba's face also turned slightly red in Tsukimi. She took the initiative to collect the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. Then Uchiha Senmon cleaned up the guest rooms on the second floor and arranged for Tsukimi Inaba to stay there temporarily. If there was anything he needed, he could buy it tomorrow. At three o'clock in the morning, the window of the guest room on the second floor was gently pushed open, and a petite figure jumped down from the second floor and landed lightly in the yard, making no sound like a cat landing. Just as Yue Jianli looked up at the two-meter-high wall and was about to jump, a voice came from afar: "Father will be very sad if you leave without saying goodbye like this." At some point, Uchiha Ming suddenly appeared behind Inaba in Tsukimi. "I can't live here." Inaba said indifferently in Tsukimi. Under the moonlight, her white face was like ivory porcelain, beautiful and fragile. "This shoulder bag is yours, right?" Uchiha Ming took out the shoulder bag that Tsukimi Inaba left behind in the Kendo Club. "Thank you, but it's no longer useful." "Excuse me for asking, but why did Tsukimiri-san rush out at that time?" "I have something I have to do." Tsukimi Inaba avoided the topic, but suddenly her expression froze and she turned to look to the east. The cold and evil chakra that she had felt in the kendo club before emerged bit by bit. What's to the east? Uchiha Ming subconsciously looked to the east, but could only see the wall. "Ouch——!" A shrill sound similar to a wolf's howl came from that direction in the distance.
Uchiha Ming frowned. Is it a stray dog? When I turned around, I saw Tsukimi Inaba had already jumped onto the wall of the Uchiha residence with great agility. After hesitating for a moment, he lowered his head and smiled at Uchiha Ming: "Thank you for your hospitality. The meal you cooked was delicious." Then he moved quickly along the wall, and in a flash, he jumped onto the balcony of the neighboring resident like a ninja, nimbly climbed over the roof, and ran towards the place where the whistling sound was made before. Inaba in Tsukimi was lying under the cherry tree in the cemetery, as if he was looking for a suitable grave for himself.