Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 129 Find her, meet her, take her away!
The night in Tokyo is full of undercurrents.

Inside Genji Heavy Industries, the hardworking director of the executive bureau is still working overtime, and the lonely old widower Masamune Totachibana is visiting left-behind children.

"Eri, how are you feeling?"

The red-haired girl was lying on the bed in the bedroom. She seemed not to hear the concerned words of the old man beside her. Her rosy red eyes were always fixed on the PS3 in the middle of the room.

"You need to rest now. You can play the game tomorrow." Tachibana Masamune's old face showed a bit of helplessness. This child was really too obsessed with the game.

These words seemed to touch the girl's heart. She turned her eyes to look in the direction of the old man, took the writing book beside her and wrote a line of words:

"I've had enough sleep!"

Today was the day for the serum injection, and she slept almost the entire afternoon under the effect of the sedative.

Her brother, who was waiting by her bedside for her to wake up, almost grabbed the doctor by the collar and asked him if he had added sleeping pills to the sedative.

In the past, the duration of drowsiness caused by the injection of serum was actually only one or two hours, but she would dream every time she slept, and every dream would make her feel a wonderful experience she had never had before.

So, she didn't want to wake up so soon.

The dream was great. Her brother and Ying were always by her side. She could walk around and see different scenery, and bask in the warm sunshine...

But after waking up, she could only stay in this closed room, with TV, game consoles and comics as her companions.

The reason why I didn't want to rest so early was because I had made an appointment with Sakura yesterday to play Bomberman together tonight.

There was no expression on Eri's delicate, doll-like face; she just stared quietly at the old man who regarded himself as the head of the family beside the bed.

On this floor, the only ones who can have direct contact with Eri are Tachibana Masamune and Minamoto Chisei, and even the medical team is not allowed to approach their only "patient" without special permission.

Over the years, Eri has actually roughly figured out their temperaments. Her brother is easy to talk to and dotes on her. As long as she makes a request, he will try his best to satisfy it.

This old man was very kind and treated her very well. However, she had to get his permission every time she left the room to play outside. Her brother also listened to him and never took her out without permission.

But this was not a discussion, just a notification.

Anyway, Uncle is very busy, and he can't stay here as long as his brother. As soon as he leaves, she gets up and plays games.

Tachibana Masamune is an old fox and has been with Eri for so many years. Even though she has a blank expression and her eyes don't flash with cunning, he can still see through her plan.

He sighed helplessly and raised a finger: "You can only play for a while, you have to go to bed early."

Having just been injected with the serum, Eri's body was actually still in a weak state. Although this so-called weak state did not prevent her from gaining power every second, the dragon blood in her body had not yet completely stabilized, so it was better for her to stay in bed and recuperate.

After getting permission, Eri blinked and immediately lifted the thin blanket, revealing a light-colored pajamas.

The pajamas were loose and comfortable, but the girl's figure was so graceful that her outline was revealed with unintentional movements.

Tachibana Masamune's gaze lingered on Eri for a moment, knowing that the girl would probably change into her most commonly worn shrine maiden costume soon, and he was ready to scold her gently before leaving when she unbuttoned the buttons to reveal her fair, snow-white skin.

However, unexpectedly, this girl who never cared about the difference between men and women, or didn't even know what the difference between men and women was, did not change her clothes as usual, but went into the bathroom with her clothes.

The old man looked at the slender figure, frowned slightly, and quickly answered the question in his mind.

She should be getting ready to take a bath, which is one of her favorite "exercises".

But this time she didn't throw the clothes she was going to change on the floor. She also closed the bathroom door and even locked it.

How come she suddenly changed the bad habits that the father and son taught her for so many years but she refused to change?

Is that dream like in a TV series really that magical?

Tachibana Masamune had to take the dream seriously. If he let things develop, perhaps Eri would have her own will.

Maybe one day she will get fed up and just walk out without any hesitation, and no one will dare to stop her.

So he got up and left, went to the medical team office on the same floor, and asked the person in charge for Eri's examination report. All indicators before and after the injection of serum were still within the controllable range. After all, she had been very well-behaved during this period, and the family had no major operations that required her.

I took a look at the routine mental status assessment and EEG examination and found nothing abnormal.

The family actually had more sophisticated equipment that could check Eri's brain condition, but because it was too sophisticated and could check too many areas of the brain in detail, it was not put to use.

Gently groping the two stick-like objects in his arms, a hint of thought flashed across Tachibana Masamune's eyes.

It seems that I still need to find a chance to check on Eri.

But there is no rush for now. For some reason, Zhisheng has been watching her very closely recently, as if he was afraid that someone would suddenly rush out and snatch her away.

I just happened to catch a good catch, so I'll enjoy it tonight when no one is bothering me.

Thinking of this, he put the report away and turned to leave.

Soon, the red-haired girl changed her clothes and turned on the game console. As soon as she came online, she received a game invitation and a message:
"Hello, hello, is Little Duck here? I'm Sakura. Please reply if you get the message!"

Eri sat cross-legged on the tatami. She did not rush to click on the game invitation, but first explained why she was online at night.

She didn't say there was anything wrong with her health, but just said that her elders didn't allow her to play for too long, and it took a long time for them to agree to let her go online and play for a while.

Sakura sent an "embarrassed" emoticon, which was unexpectedly vivid.

The brief exchange between the two ended here. Eri accepted the invitation to join the game, and the two had a great time playing this game which just joined the PS3 family last year.

At the Peninsula Hotel, Old Tang sat on the sofa and looked at Lu Mingfei, who had been playing games for nearly an hour with a smile on his face. He then looked at Ling, who was still immersed in looking at the gentleman bear as if they were communicating with each other through eye contact. He felt that he was the only normal person left in the room.

Oh, no, there's another one.

He looked at the hazy and illusory smoke shadow that pushed open the door, and vaguely saw a tall and sexy woman hiding in it.

It's strange to say, yesterday when he saw this girl named Jiude Mai using the Word Spirit, it was just a wisp of gray smoke, but now he can vaguely see through the illusory shell and see the essence.

Could it be that my buddy's words are actually clairvoyant?
This is too despicable. It would be better if you could just give me telekinesis. I guarantee that I can empty the Federal Reserve.

As Old Tang was pondering, he saw the girl with a supermodel-like figure and appearance reveal her true identity and walk forward to poke the gentleman bear.

When Ling saw her coming, he hugged the little bear sitting opposite him into his arms, looking like a hen protecting her cubs.

"You're so stingy. It won't hurt if you touch it." Jiude Mai snorted and sat down next to Ling. Looking at Lu Mingfei who was sitting cross-legged on the street stall playing games, she didn't care whether it would disturb him or not and directly told Su Enxi the information she had found out.

First of all, there are the fierce ghosts. According to investigation, quite a number of them are actually traitors of the Eight Clans of Sheqi, and many of their main members are from the five small surnames.

Of course, it is not clear whether there are any members of the inner three families, and an investigation of just two days is too hasty.

Anyway, these traitors from the Eight Snake Clans believed that there was a "Yellow Springs Road" in the world that could allow hybrids to evolve into pure-blooded dragons, and they worked tirelessly to achieve this.

However, given the strength of the Sheqi Eight Clans, these people are actually no different from useless people, always living under the shadow of the Sheqi Eight Clans. It's just that in the past ten years, they have inexplicably come together, like a protagonist who fell off a cliff and picked up a secret manual of divine skills and had an old grandfather teach him skills, and they have risen up strongly, forming a rivalry with the Sheqi Eight Clans.

There must be experts guiding them, but their leaders come and go without a trace and have never been exposed to the public.

The origin of the patriarch of the Eight Sheqi Families, who has always been in the public eye, remains a mystery. No one knows his true identity. He has hidden it very well for so many years, and no one knows that his bloodline is actually impure.

The elders who had verified his identity were all in the heavily guarded Kobeyama Shrine, and even Shude Mai would have found it difficult to sneak in.

Lu Mingfei was multitasking, and with his skill level, he could easily play this game that would be outdated in the future and almost no one would play it.

When he heard that Tachibana Masamune first adopted the Minamoto brothers and raised them deep in an unknown mountain, and later only Minamoto no Chisou was brought to Tokyo to be trained as the heir of the Minamoto family, he had a bad feeling.

"We found Yuan Zhisheng's classmates and learned some information from them." Jiude Mai was spinning a kunai in her hand. It was a gift from the Fengma family brought by Lu Mingfei. At this moment, it was flying in her hand like a butterfly:
"In the year when he first became a law enforcer, he took a long vacation. We don't know what he did there. The Sheqi Eight Clan kept this a secret, and the number of people who knew about it was estimated to be no more than five.

But we still noticed some clues from his classmates.

As the school idol and a top student, Yuan Zhisheng has always been a campus celebrity. His popularity is even greater than that of your senior Chu Zihang in Shilan Middle School.

According to his little fans, before he took leave, he always gave the impression of being a sunny and energetic big boy, the kind of ambitious young hero who was trying to make a name for himself in Tokyo.

But after that half-month long vacation, he returned like a different person, silent and solitary.

Despite his continued popularity, he seemed to have a sense of brokenness around him, as if something was missing deep inside him.

What did you say he did when he took leave? "

Old Tang thought that it was time for him to use his subjective initiative as a senior hunter to provide some suggestions to the gang members. As the old Chinese saying goes, this is called throwing a brick to attract jade.

However, before he could open his mouth, he heard Lu Mingfei say without even looking up: "It's his brother."

"Yuan Zhisheng is a person who values ​​family very much. To him, the most important people in the world are his younger brother and sister." Lu Mingfei's hands kept moving, and his voice was cold:
"But now, he has no relatives or friends, and only cares about his family and justice. He has completely become a tool to bear the burden of the Eight Clans of Sheqi."

Old Tang was a little surprised when he heard this. He wanted to ask where that Yuan Zhisheng's sister came from, but when he looked at the little man pushing the bomb on the game screen, he immediately realized something and silently corrected what he was about to say:
"You mean that Tachibana Masamune wants to use Minamoto no Chisei as a puppet, so that he can still have absolute control over the Snake Eight Clans after his retirement?"

"No, he has big plans." Lu Mingfei shook his head slightly and controlled his bomber to move forward frantically:

“The Japanese hybrids are not descendants of any elemental monarch, and they have always hidden the secrets of their bloodline and refused to let outsiders know.

There is a high probability that there is some problem with the bloodline of the Eight Snake Families, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why those traitors would betray their families to form the Ghost Clan and seek to evolve into pure-blooded dragons.

The Japanese royal family has a tradition of marrying close relatives in order to maintain the purity of their bloodline. It is very likely that the Sheqi Eight Families also retained this bad habit in order to prevent the outflow of their bloodline.

This tradition can ensure that their bloodline is pure enough, but it is also more prone to deformation, and the risk of degenerating into a deadpool is greater than that of the half-bloods in other regions.

After all, the probability of a genius being born from inbreeding is much lower than the probability of a deformed child. On this basis, since both parties are mixed-race, it would not be surprising even if a Deadpool or a baby dragon was born.

The prejudice and hostility of the mixed-blood society towards Deadpool and dangerous mixed-bloods are obvious. The Eight Snake Clan must have their own detection methods to detect which tribe members have genetic mutations or whose bloodline is too dangerous, and control them. "

His series of inferences simply stupefied Old Tang. This conceited and experienced senior hunter had never expected that things would turn out this way. The most ridiculous thing was that the more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

Is this the benefit of reading more books and newspapers?
but……

He raised his hand and said, "Since inbreeding will give birth to children with high-risk bloodlines, won't they find ordinary people to dilute the bloodline?"

A family that has been able to survive for so many years is definitely not a fool. The IQ of the Japanese emperor is getting worse and worse. Sooner or later, a idiot will ascend the throne. With a ready-made example in front of them, it is impossible for the Eight Families of Sheqi to fail to understand this truth.

“Don’t forget the secret party and Kassel College. No matter how powerful the Eight Snake Families are, they are nothing more than a dog tied up with a chain by the secret party.

Diluting their bloodline will only lead to a decline in their combat effectiveness, and they will never be able to escape the control of the secret party."

Lu Mingfei once again mentioned the names of the two organizations, still feeling a little disgusted:

"Old Tang, do you remember those buildings hidden deep in the forest that we saw in Shenbe Mountain?"

Being suddenly cueed, Old Tang came back to his senses and nodded, "Of course I remember, it looks just like those haunted villas in Conan."

"That place is most likely where the members of the Sheqi Eight Clan with unstable bloodlines are monitored or imprisoned." Lu Mingfei typed with difficulty while controlling the game controller, speaking at the same speed:
"This is most likely the reason why 'Ghost' chose to defect, because the law enforcers of the Eight Snake Clan actually have another name - Ghost Slayer, who is specifically responsible for killing traitors who have fallen into the hands of their fellow countrymen!"

Old Tang was shocked when he heard this: "Then that Miyano Kenji said that Gen Chisei is the strongest demon slayer..."

Considering the changes in Yuan Zhisheng before and after he took leave, as well as his deceased brother, Old Tang had a jaw-dropping guess.

Could it be...

"His title as the strongest demon slayer cannot be verified for the time being, but what is certain is that the first demon he killed was most likely his younger brother."

Lu Mingfei did not delve into this topic. Just then a game ended. He quit the game and started to send messages to his little duck:

"Old Tang, if you were Yuan Zhisheng, and you abandoned your brother and went to live in a big city alone, and then stood on the opposite side for various reasons, you thought he turned into a monster and wanted to hurt you and the people around you, what would you do?"

"I..." Old Tang's heart throbbed when he heard this, and a golden light inexplicably began to flash in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared under Lu Mingfei's gaze. He frowned and said with some difficulty:
"If I don't recognize that the monster is my brother, I might... shoot him."

"Yes, that's right." Lu Mingfei nodded, "When you were not here, Yuan Zhisheng told me alone that his brother was probably dead.

Then we can suspect that the situation at that time was that he mistook his brother for a ghost and beat him until he was seriously injured and kneeled on the ground, but at the critical moment he recognized the other party's identity and did not deliver the fatal blow.

And because of the brotherhood in the past, he let him go. Whether he died from excessive blood loss or serious injuries was up to fate. From his tone, he must have thought his brother was dead. After all, it is not uncommon for wild animals to attack people in Japan. "

Jiude Mai listened to his analysis and stopped spinning the kunai. She straightened her back and listened attentively. At this moment, she could not help but speak:

"From what you said, you think Yuan Zhisheng's brother is still alive?"

"There is a high probability." Lu Mingfei nodded, but he himself was not too sure: "But this has nothing to do with what I am going to say next. Whether he is alive or dead is put aside for now."

"A foreigner like Tachibana Masamune definitely came to Japan not just to satisfy his desire to be a gang leader, he may have come to Japan to study the mysteries of the Japanese mixed-race bloodline, or he may have wanted to give birth to a powerful offspring to continue his bloodline.

But in any case, this old bastard is probably not a good guy. I even suspect that he was behind the killing of the Genji brothers. "

"How to say?"

"A man's intuition." Lu Mingfei typed with one hand, and with the other hand he held down Old Tang who wanted to raise his hand to speak, and looked around at his three accomplices:
"You should have guessed it by now. The person I'm looking for is Eri Uesugi, and she is most likely the head of the Uesugi family who is recuperating from illness."

Jiude Mai crossed her arms and nodded: "I expected that."

Ling remained silent, but when Lu Mingfei's eyes met his, he nodded slightly.

Finally, he said "good night". Lu Mingfei put down the game controller, stood up and raised three fingers:
"That's right, I came to Japan for only three things - to find her, to see her, and to take her away!"

He didn't know whether Eri was really bedridden due to illness, but since he had already guessed that the eight families of Snake had the bad habit of marrying close relatives to purify their bloodline, and that old man Tachibana Masamune was not a good person, he could no longer sit idly by and wait.

After all, delay will lead to changes!
He picked up the hood from the table and put it on his head, his voice becoming a bit more ferocious like a beast:
"Let's go and see what's going on with the Sheqi Eight Clans!"

(End of this chapter)