I'm really not a dark Ultraman

Chapter 66: Zong Fang: I quit drinking (Read more! Read more! I need to read more!)

The demon from another dimension is the code name of the huge monster in Hangu. She appeared very quickly and disappeared very quickly. When Dagu and Lina arrived, they didn’t even see her shadow.

"If it weren't for the data recorded on the computer, I would have suspected that I was dazzled." Horii looked at the picture of the demon and the abnormal electromagnetic wave data displayed on the big screen.

"Da Gu and I were in Hangu at that time, but we found nothing." Lina said calmly.

Commander Zong Fang touched his slightly prickly chin and asked softly: "Nori, is there any way to track that strange electromagnetic wave?"

Ye Rui smiled brightly and shook his head decisively.

"So that means that scientifically, we no longer have any means of tracking it," Iruma Kei said calmly.

"According to the current situation, this is the case." Nori replied.

"So, this is why you dragged me here so late at night?" Zhou Hong crossed his arms across his chest, making his posture more majestic. "Do you really think I'm free? I was originally going to go out for something."

"When science is helpless, you have to rely on your intuition to find the answer." Zong Fang also crossed his arms and imitated Zhou Hong's posture, but the muscles between them were still incomparable.

The physical difference was still too big, and after seeing it, Zongfang put down his hands as if nothing had happened.

Zhou Hong did not intend to intervene in this matter because it was too dangerous.

But the danger does not come from the devil, but from him.

He didn't know how much he would be affected by the electromagnetic waves from the demon god. If he was affected by that electromagnetic wave, he would suddenly become violent.

I don’t know if the planet beneath my feet can withstand my brutality.

"Ye Rui opened the footage he shot in Hangu."

Ye Rui obediently turned on the big screen. Zhou Hong looked at it for a while and pointed at the drama troupe on the screen and said, "Perhaps you can start your investigation from this drama troupe."

The Victory Team looked at those people in strange costumes and nodded silently. After all, it looked a bit strange at first glance.

"You guys? Ahong, aren't you going this time?" Dagu asked curiously.

You have to know that every time someone attacks with a hammer, this guy is the first to rush out.

Zhou Hong rolled his eyes helplessly, "Ah, I have some personal matters that I need to take care of."

"It's quite troublesome."

There is a full moon hanging in the sky, the cool moonlight shines on the branches, and the croaking of frogs at night plays music.

"Is this the guy who's looking for trouble?"

The moonlight shone on Zhou Hong from behind, and his sturdy shadow covered the terrified man.

The slightly young guy held the camera tightly in his hand and kept moving his butt backwards on the ground until his back hit the branches of a tree.

His gaze kept looking around, and his eyes, which kept flashing with emerald green light, were particularly creepy in the dark night.

He fixed his gaze again on the guy in front of him who looked no different from a human.

To be honest, he had never seen such a strong man. He suddenly appeared from the darkness. In addition, all the strange monsters around him were very respectful to this guy, which meant that he was very likely the king of monsters!
Zhou Hong walked towards him step by step. The heavy footsteps were like a hammer hitting his heart, making him panic instantly.

He waved his hands frantically, trying to stop Zhou Hong from approaching.

The weak performance made Zhou Hong laugh out loud. He slowly squatted down with his strong body and curled up to make his muscles stand out more fiercely.

"Kid, you know what? You entered private property without permission. You are now a thief."

Suddenly finding that the other party was actually easy to talk to, the young reporter suddenly gained courage.

"I'm not a thief, I'm a journalist, and I just want to show the truth about the world."

Zhou Hong looked straight into the eyes of the reporter opposite him, and even when he was facing him, he did not avoid his gaze.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the little monster who was identifying the real thing nod.

Very good, the identification is complete, he is another idealist.

There will always be idiots like this who think that people in the world really need something real, like whether Mongolia really only has the navy of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, in fact no one cares.

That didn't stop people from laughing at him.

But Zhou Hong doesn't hate people who pursue the truth.

"Let me tell you this. From this hill to that hill, I've bought everything here."

"If you want to leave here safely, you must pay a certain amount of money to compensate for my losses."

Zhou Hong used the "Give it" function to get the SLR camera and crushed the memory card into pieces.

"Without evidence, people will just say you're crazy. You know that, right?"

"I don't have that much money." He looked at the string of numbers with some despair. He now had an inexplicable confidence in his own safety.

"Then find someone to pay for it."

Coming from Ezo to this strange city, he didn't know anyone very well.

And the only people I am familiar with and have a good relationship with may be my seniors in the industry.

But would he really come at this late hour?
He made the call in despair, and the reply, "I'll be there right away," made him feel a little relieved.

After a while, a small car appeared on the hill on the other side of the darkness.

Guided by the fireflies, the car slowly approached.

"Really, Murata, don't act on your own in the future." The senior reporter in the car first criticized the junior, then quickly took off his hat and apologized to Zhou Hong.

"I'm so sorry sir, this guy is just starting out, please bear with me."

As he said this, an exceptionally thick envelope was handed over.

Zhou Hong's expression was a little subtle, and he did not take the envelope.

He seemed familiar with this reporter, with that little beard and black-framed glasses. Wasn't this the reporter who invited Zongfang to drink?

He originally planned to use this person to threaten the young reporter that if he leaked the information, he would kill the person he called.

This trick of scaring people is always effective against idealists.

But since he is an acquaintance of Commander Zongfang, I feel embarrassed to take action.

"Your last name is Onoda, right?"

Murata looked at Onoda with some surprise. He really didn't expect that his predecessor's methods would be so wild.

Onoda didn't expect that the person on the other side actually knew him. He looked up in surprise and said, "My last name is indeed Onoda. May I ask..."

"I heard Commander Munakata once talk about his drinking buddy, and you look exactly like what he described."

"He said he really enjoyed the feeling of having a few drinks with you. You can take back the money today. Next time, please ask Commander Zongfang to drink a few more times."

Munakata would definitely thank him, yes, for sure.

(End of this chapter)