The purchase ratio of V chapter was 50%.

Only the little angels who did not reach the ratio would see the anti-theft stamp. It was late at night, but Kabukicho, located in the southern corner of Jingdong, was still brightly lit.

Toasts were exchanged.

Life of luxury, eight streets and nine paths.

Lights, red and green wine.

As the only pure entertainment place in the Government of Time,

Here, humans, monsters, and ghosts were mixed in every corner. The owner of the izakaya might be a fox with two tails, and the woman who played for you in front of the banquet might be pale and transparent …

Similarly, in this small place,

As long as your behavior was not out of line,

They would also be bypassed by the secret surveillance personnel with one eye open and the other closed.

The woman pulled the door closed gently,

And poured tea for him.

"Two days ago,

It was Lord Tsuru Maru who came to accompany Lord Hoshino. "

Sanchū Sōjin nodded lightly.

When he didn't smile, he was like a lonely moon hanging high in the sky,

It was daunting.

The woman didn't care about his attitude,

She just smiled warmly.

"When the Lord came two days ago, he just buried his head in drinking." She said, "Today,

That gave me a fright.

His hair was scattered, and his eyes were red,

He cried when he saw me, and when he was done crying, he began to laugh.

After that, he muttered to himself intermittently,

I only vaguely heard the words' sorry ',' should be taught a lesson ', and' can still be saved '… In the end, he fell asleep on the bed. "

"Sorry to trouble you."

San Riyue sipped a mouthful of hot tea and said with a relaxed expression, "After that incident, although the Main Palace Mistress acted the same as usual in front of us, we all knew that she was depressed because she couldn't save a single person."

"Oh, are you talking about the incident of This Pill A-31?"

The woman showed a surprised expression. "I also heard that the Dark Falling Sword and the God's Inquisitor died together, right?

After this incident, the Government of the Hour compiled all the statistics of This Pill, and yesterday issued a notice to summon the God's Inquisitor to Jingdong for inspection … It surprised us. "

"Could it be …" The woman's eyes moved. "Is there any inside story?"

"Curiosity killed the cat."

Mikazuki Munechika warned with a tone that was neither light nor heavy.

"My apologies.

I mean you no harm. "

The woman lowered her head to make tea, revealing her fair and beautiful neck. "What I mean is that my lord should have already passed the stage of being affected by the mission … Lord Sanchū, I watched this child grow up, and I'm very worried about her situation."

"It will end." Sanchū stood up. "It's getting late. I'll take her back."

The woman bowed respectfully and said, "Please be careful."

…

…

It was so comfortable.

Junka Hoshino thought in a daze.

A faint fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, like the combination of vetiver grass and cedar, steady and tranquil.

"Is it Sanchū?" She murmured.

"It's me." Fu Mourning God's voice sounded distant and ethereal to her. It did not sound like a real person.

Junka could not help but rub her head against his neck.

"Sanchū, you understand, right?"

She was like a child who was eager to explain herself. She said in a very low voice, "I'm not sad or angry.

Sadness and anger are the nutrients of incompetence.

I'm just … "

Sanchū Sōjin did not speak.

"If only I had made a request to the government earlier. If only I had thought more about it when I was dealing with the Dark Descent Pill.

The tragedy between the Divine Inquisitors and Fu Mourning God was not only caused by the evil of human nature. The system set by the Government of the Hour had a huge flaw in the starting point and the specific implementation process. "

"And I didn't discover it in time."

Her fingertips trembled slightly.

"I was the one who brought you to this world …"

"Master, it's okay."

Sanchū Sōjin changed to a more intimate form of address. His attitude was still gentle, but he did not stop walking. "'Man's strength exists to extend a helping hand to those struggling in the abyss of misery.' Isn't this what you have always believed?"

"But I …"

"You are very good."

He said, "Only half of the people can discover the flaw. Among the half, only a small number of people are willing to do their best to make up for the flaw. Among this small number of people, the number of people who can succeed can be counted on one hand.

Do you understand what I mean? "

"… Yes."

"… Thank you. I will work harder."

It was a very serious moment, but after saying this sentence, for some reason, Junka Hoshino's consciousness became muddled again.

Because of this, she missed the last sentence of the Fu Mourning God on this journey.

Perhaps it was the only time he, Sanchū Sōjin, revealed his true feelings.

…

[You being safe and happy is my greatest wish.]

Sanchū Sōjin, who was born in the Heian era, experienced countless storms, and was always described as "astonishingly high in divinity" by the government commissioners and the Divine Inquisitors, seemed to be possessed by something as he said such gentle words.

Junka Hoshino fell into a mysterious realm.

Her eyelids seemed to be glued together. She couldn't "see", but she could feel that she was placed on the soft bedding. She could hear the shouts of the daggers, and the voice of One Period One Rise who pretended to be strict as he chased her brother back to his room. She knew that Tsuru Maru leaned over and touched her forehead. Hasegawa brought her water, and Kendo hurriedly boiled medicine for her.

"Am I sick?" Junka realized in hindsight.

"Yes." Tsuru Maru's voice sounded in her ears, "So, please rest well."

She didn't know why, but she fell into a deep sleep after Tsuru Maru's voice fell.

"The Admiral is too tired."

Kendo Shiro answered his brother's question in full detail, "Last night and last night, the light in the Admiral's room was only turned off when it was almost dawn.

During the day, the Admiral didn't go out. He was still writing in his room.

Today, he went out early again and stayed in the government office for a day.

He doesn't have a regular schedule, and the work intensity is high. Plus, he's under too much mental pressure. If he suddenly relaxes, his body may feel uncomfortable … just like now. "

One Period One Rise couldn't help but frown, "You stayed in This Pill for the past two days. Didn't you persuade the Temple Master?"

Kendo Shiro sighed helplessly and said, "Brother One Rise, you know the Admiral's personality."

Although he would listen to other people's opinions, he would be very stubborn about what he wanted to do.

"That's …"

"After we failed to persuade him the first time, Tsurumaru Hall wanted to do it again, but he was stopped by Sanri Yue Temple.

Therefore, the two of them almost fought outside the Templar Temple. "

One Period One Rise facepalmed.

"Anyway, I'll take good care of the Admiral. Brother One Rise, go back and rest."

Kendo Shiro took the towel off Junka Hoshino's forehead. After rubbing it a few times in the basin, he soaked it again and put it back on her burning forehead.

One Period One Rise looked at his mature and reliable younger brother with a gentle and gratified expression.

He said, "I'm counting on you, Kendo."

Then, he turned to Junka Hoshino, whose cheeks were red, and bowed, "… You must get better as soon as possible. Temple Master."

After One Period One Rise left, another Fu Mourning God opened the door and walked in.

"Yo, Hasegawa."

Because they were more familiar with each other, Kendo's attitude when greeting him was much more natural than when greeting other people. "Please help me change the basin of water. Also, bring the medicine I put on the table."

"Okay."

After Hasegawa agreed, he didn't immediately go out. Instead, he carefully tucked Junxia Hoshino in and used a towel to wipe off the fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

"I shouldn't have gone on an expedition. Otherwise, I wouldn't have …"

"It was the Admiral who arranged for you to go." Kendo said.

Hasegawa was silent.

Seeing this, Kendo Shiro could only say, "I'll give you a chance to atone for your mistakes … Please stay here and take good care of the Admiral. I'll go change the water and get the medicine."

Hasegawa hesitated for two seconds, then agreed.

"I'm sorry, Kendo." He had an apologetic expression.

"It's okay. I understand."

Kendo rubbed his slightly numb legs, raised the basin, and said, "Then I'll come over later … Also, it's very late. For the sake of the Admiral's rest, please don't let anyone else enter her room."

"Okay."

Junka, who was cared for by many people, was currently in a wonderful dream.

She was in a small and secluded courtyard.

At this time, the season was about late autumn. The red leaves in the courtyard fell on the withered flowers and plants on the ground.

White frost descended, forming a courtyard that seemed to be covered with a thin layer of snow.

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"Where is this?"

Junka Hoshino hesitated, not knowing whether to go to the residence or not.

At this time, she heard a gentle voice:

[Ji Jun, Lord Qing Ming invites you to come in.]

Where's the voice?

She looked around for the speaker.

[Ji Jun, if you want to find me, I'm at your feet.]

"At my feet?

There's only Silver Flower at my feet … "Junka stopped, as if she finally reacted. She asked with a little surprise," Are you Silver Flower? "

[Ji Jun's appearance is a bit like Boya's three.]

The woman whose original appearance was Silver Flower smiled: [Okay, please go in.]

As if she was being led, Chun Xia unconsciously took a step forward.

At the bottom of the stairs, another woman looked at her with a smile.

"— Please follow me."

She followed the woman in confusion, passing through layers of fluttering curtains and arriving in front of the sunlit corridor.

A man in white hunting clothes was drinking wine, and his movements were full of wind.

"Oh, you're here." The man said lazily and casually pointed: "Please sit."

Junka followed the direction he pointed and sat down respectfully.

She tilted her head and looked at the man for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Qing Ming Duke?"

The man smiled and poured her wine as he said:

"The moon hangs in the sky, shining clear light in all directions.

Although the clouds cover it temporarily, they will never extinguish the clear light. "

…

Is this … encouraging me?

Junka was about to ask again when she heard Kendo's anxious call.

She saw Qing Ming raise his eyebrows slightly, and in a flash, she was already in the room where she was in This Pill.

"My name is Junka Hoshino." She quickly sat upright.

[When will the historical revisionists you mentioned appear?]

Qi Mu Namio asked.

"The 23rd century."

Qi Mu Namio said: [Oh, then you can go.]

Junka Hoshino's head was full of question marks, but she had already gotten the answer she wanted, so she didn't say anything more. Instead, she bid farewell to Qi Mu Namio, Qi Mu's father, and Qi Mu's mother, and left under the reluctant gazes of the couple.

After that, Qi Mu Namio's father and mother criticized him: "Namio, your attitude is too cold.

She's a girl, and she even bought you coffee and jelly. "

[It's better not to have anything to do with her.]

Qi Mu Namio replied indifferently.

"Wow, the day is finally over.

I'm back. "

Junka Hoshino stood in front of her house with her hands on her hips.

There was no reply. Well, she forgot that she was alone.

"… That's the bad thing about being on the mountain. It's dark, and there are weird noises. It's creepy," she muttered to herself as she opened the door, placed the key on the cabinet, and turned on the light.

There was no surprise, no surprise.

Apart from her, there was only furniture in the huge house. It was empty, and there was no sign of life.

"Forget it, I'll go online first."

Junka Hoshino skillfully took out the computer, plugged it in, turned it on, and entered the password. Then, she first looked through the results of the second review that the Government of the Hour had sent internally today before opening the email from her boss.

Her boss said: [Two more fakes were found. They were recommended to the government by the guy with This Pill A-31.

They were exposed during the inspection today and were immediately taken away.]

This Pill A-31 was the first batch of This Pill set up by the Government of the Hour, and the God's Inquisitors were also the first batch of God's Inquisitors to be summoned. Therefore, the God's Inquisitor with This Pill A had the right to recommend talents to the government.

[How did you explain to the other God's Inquisitors?]

Junka asked.

Her boss's reply came quickly:

[Just say that they are suspected spies.]

Isn't this operation too simple and violent?!

Junka Hoshino temporarily put the email aside and opened the forum where the God's Inquisitors gathered all year round. Sure enough, a post with a bright red title came into view:

— "Are there really spies or a conspiracy?

What is the Government of the Hour up to?! "

She opened the post and found that the OP of the post claimed to be a friend of the two men who were taken away. They had just been God's Inquisitors for a year and had "always had a good relationship" with the Fu Mourning God.

After they were taken away by the government, their This Pill had become a "mess."

In this regard, the government only pretended to appease them, but refused to tell the Fu Mourning God the specific reason why they took away their God's Inquisitors.

The OP listed a few reasons why they were not spies, followed by a detailed analysis of the recent measures taken by the Government of the Hour. He sharply pointed out that the government had "ulterior motives." It was very likely that they wanted to do something and started with the God's Inquisitors.

It was reasonable and well-founded.

Junka Hoshino twitched the corner of her mouth and continued reading.

Most of the God's Inquisitors expressed that they did not quite believe the OP's guess, but they asked the Government of the Hour to publicly announce the results of the investigation of the arrested God's Inquisitors.

Some people also said that the "spiritual power investigation" of the God's Inquisitors only happened when the Government of the Hour was just established. It was reasonable to do it again after so many years, and to a certain extent, it could indeed ensure the safety of the God's Inquisitors. However, the OP insisted that the government wanted to do something bad to the God's Inquisitors, which was too extreme.

These were all very normal guesses.

Junka Hoshino's gaze slowly fell on a reply from the OP:

"Everyone says that I am extreme, so I admit it!

But don't you think that they were caught because they were implicated by This Pill A-31?

Otherwise, why did the government inform all the God's Inquisitors to come to the Shi Capital alone for a 'check' when the matter of A-31 was just settled?

And it was a 'spiritual power investigation'?

The government previously said that the God's Inquisitor of This Pill A-31 had perished together with the fallen Fu Mourning God, and their corpses were not left behind.

But did the God's Inquisitor really die a heroic death?

Why didn't the government take any follow-up action?

Also, let me tell everyone a piece of news. Those two friends of mine were recommended by the God's Inquisitor of This Pill! "

This was a piece of news that had just appeared.

Junka Hoshino thought for a moment and typed in the input box: Could it be that the upper echelons of the Government of the Hour are fighting?

Confirm, send.

A second later, someone replied to her, "That makes sense. Maybe the big boss behind Yamamoto Maru has been taken down, and that's why everyone in that faction is done for."

Another God's Inquisitor refuted her: Is your head full of conspiracy theories?!

The most important thing now is to fight the historical revisionists!

Common interests are here, so why are there so many internal strife?

Some even pinched her: The God's Inquisitor of This Pill A-31 died so tragically, and was innocently speculated to be a victim of political strife.

How old are you?

Don't you know how to respect the dead?

The topic was steered in a controllable direction by her words.

Junka Hoshino closed the page, switched accounts, and left a message under the post: Thank you for your support of the government's work. I'm sorry for making everyone feel uneasy and confused.

I promise that the Government of the Hour will definitely give everyone an answer!

Soon, a new email from her boss came: [Are you the one who came up with the conspiracy theory?]

[Yes, it's me.]

[Actually, there's no need to do this.

We've already investigated clearly. These two people are just pawns planted by the historical revisionists. Nominally, they're assisting the God's Inquisitor in his work, but in fact, they're used to monitor his every move.]

[Don't doubt the people you use, and don't use those you doubt.

Why are they doing this?]

[Because that guy hasn't done anything for five years … Interesting, right?]

Junka replied with a "hmm" and replied: [Feels like the water/is/very/deep.]

[That's it.

Don't worry about the person who posted the post. We'll send someone to 'visit' her tomorrow.]

Her boss followed up with another message: [I'll settle these two Fu Mourning God of This Pill … But they're not in a good state. Do you want to go and take a look?]

The author has something to say: It's a big chapter!

It's enough to make up for a double chapter!

[Hey!

Since the author created Little Black Pill, there'll definitely be a scene for the little ancestor. 23333

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