Zongman: The post-2D era

At this moment, the light suddenly exploded, and a figure fell out and fell heavily to the ground.

Feng Feng looked carefully and saw that the person was the heroine of the Psychic Detective Yakumo - Haruka Ozawa.

"Is this hell? Where is Yakumo?"

Haruka Ozawa struggled to stand up, with a trace of confusion in her eyes, as if she was unfamiliar with this world.

Feng Feng was shocked when he saw this and immediately rushed forward. He carefully helped Ozawa Haruka up, only to see that her face was pale and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

"Are you okay?" Feng Feng asked with concern.

Ozawa Haruka looked up at Feng Feng, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but then she became confused again.

"Who are you? Why am I here?" she asked weakly.

Feng Feng did not answer. He looked around and saw that his classmates had gathered around him curiously and were talking about him.

He frowned, thinking that this was not the place to talk.

"I'll take you to the infirmary." Feng Feng said, gently helping Haruka Ozawa up and walking out of the classroom.

Feng Feng carefully supported Ozawa Haruka, and their footsteps echoed softly in the corridor.

The sun shone through the window at the end of the corridor, forming a bright beam of light that illuminated the road ahead.

The surrounding scenes seemed to gradually become clear in Haruka Ozawa's eyes. She looked around curiously, her eyes full of confusion and uneasiness.

Feng Feng could feel her physical weakness, so he tried to slow down his pace so that she could keep up.

As he walked, he quietly explained his relationship with Mr. Yakumo: "Mr. Yakumo is our counselor and teacher."

"He is a very good psychic detective. Your appearance here may be related to him. Let's go find him, he will definitely be able to answer your questions."

Haruka Ozawa staggered into the psychotherapy room, her eyes carefully examining every corner of the room.

The abstract painting hanging on the wall seemed to be a type that she and Yakumo had chosen together; the green plants on the windowsill also seemed to be the same as those she had planted herself.

She walked to the coffee machine and operated it skillfully. Soon, a rich aroma of coffee filled the whole room.

"It seems that Yakumo's habit has not changed." Haruka Ozawa whispered to herself, with a smile on her lips, but there was still a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"I thought I had gone to hell after I died, but now I can finally rest in peace for a while."

She picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. The familiar taste made her feel as if she had returned to the past, when she and Yakumo discussed the mysteries of the mind.

However, when she put down her coffee cup and looked around, the feeling of strangeness came over her again, and she couldn't help but frown.

Feng Feng glanced at Ozawa Haruka and sat on the sofa in the treatment room. The sunlight slanted in from the window, adding a bit of warmth to the whole room.

He looked at her with concern in his eyes, "Ozawa Haruka, can you tell me how you came to this academy? And why do you say this is hell?"

When Haruka Ozawa heard this, her expression changed slightly. She lowered her head and unconsciously twisted the corner of her clothes with her fingers.

The sunlight cast mottled shadows on her face, making her expression a little blurry. After a long while, she raised her head, with a hint of hesitation and guilt in her eyes.

"I...I'm not sure. I just remember that I was investigating a case with Mr. Yakumo, and then I suddenly felt dizzy. When I woke up, I found myself in this strange place."

Feng Feng complained in his heart: Can lying be more professional?

Haruka Ozawa gently held up the coffee cup, her fingertips trembling slightly, as if she was trying hard to recall the vague past.

Her voice was low and slightly hoarse as she spoke slowly: "That day, Mr. Yakumo and I were investigating a seemingly ordinary missing person case."

"We followed a clue and unexpectedly found a door hidden behind a bookshelf. Mr. Yakumo pushed open the door and it was pitch black inside, as if it led to another world."

"Before he went in, he left a note saying, 'I'm going to hell to find hope, don't look for me.' And then he left without saying goodbye."

"Then, he just disappeared like that."

At this point, a trace of fear and confusion flashed in Ozawa Haruka's eyes, as if that memory came to her mind again, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Except for family and a few friends, there is no trace of Yakumo's mission in the school or government reports."

Ozawa Haruka's body suddenly tilted, as if she could not hold on.

Feng Feng quickly reached out to support her and let her lean on him. She looked up at Feng Feng, her eyes flashing with anxiety:

"Feng Feng, do you know? Yakumo has been studying Cthulhu Mythos. He said that there is a certain power hidden there that can overcome strange diseases."

"Has he found a way to deal with that power? Is there some magical place here that can help us find him?"

There was a slight tremor in Ozawa Haruka's voice, and it was obvious that the fear and uneasiness in her heart had not dissipated.

Feng Feng looked at her and couldn't help feeling an inexplicable sense of nervousness in his heart.

There are many unknown secrets hidden behind this academy, and Haruka Ozawa seems to be stepping into them step by step.

Just as the two were lost in thought, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.

Then, the door of the treatment room was suddenly pushed open, and a figure rushed in. It was Mr. Yakumo mentioned by Ozawa Haruka, his face was full of anxiety and worry, and his eyes were shining with determination and resolution.

He took a few steps to Ozawa Haruka and held her in his arms, as if he wanted to merge her into his body.

"Haruka, I'm so glad you're okay!"

Chapter 686: Ms. Kotoura, the hospital director.

Wednesday, May 17

"You idiot, you contracted Cthulhu syndrome in order to find me, and you participated in a secret government experiment."

Teacher Yakumo's voice was trembling a little, and he hugged Ozawa Haruka tightly, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

"If the world is going to end, I just want to die in your arms."

Haruka Ozawa trembled slightly in his arms, tears glistening in her eyes. She looked up at Teacher Yakumo with a relieved yet helpless smile on her lips.

"Teacher, there's no need to be so sentimental in order to get me to take action!"

Feng Feng looked at the two people hugging each other tightly, and an inexplicable feeling of envy surged in his heart.

He coughed lightly, breaking the warm yet slightly awkward atmosphere. "Um, Mr. Yakumo, Haruka, I still have classes to go to, so I won't disturb you."

As he spoke, he stood up, dusted himself off, and prepared to leave.

Upon hearing this, Teacher Yakumo raised his head and looked at Feng Feng, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"Thank you for taking care of Haruka yesterday, Feng Feng. I'll take her back to rest. You can go to class now."

He loosened his arms, gently helped Ozawa Haruka up, and they walked towards the door together.

Feng Feng looked at their departing backs and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"Cthulhu Mythos, the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, the effective solution is... the ability to read minds, but..."

He turned and walked out of the psychotherapy room. The sunlight shining on his body seemed unable to dispel the inexplicable heaviness in his heart.

"Let's go meet Miss Kotoura today."

He took a deep breath and quickened his pace towards the classroom, his mind still recalling the warm and touching scenes just now.

The figures of Teacher Yakumo and Haruka Ozawa walking away made Feng Feng feel helpless.

He turned around and prepared to leave, but suddenly heard Ozawa Haruka's voice behind him: "Teacher Yakumo, Feng Feng he... is he really your complacent student?"

Feng Feng paused and looked back subconsciously. He saw that Teacher Yakumo had stopped and was staring at the white clouds in the sky with complicated eyes.

After a moment of silence, he slowly shook his head, his voice low and firm: "No, Haruka. Fengfeng...he is not my complacent student. He is the savior...that I and thousands of souls have found."

Feng Feng stood there in a daze, with a strong shock in his heart.

"How dare I acknowledge the title you gave me."

He looked at the receding figure of Teacher Yakumo and sighed in his heart that he had to be stronger.

White clouds floated across the sky as the sun shone at five o'clock. Feng Feng stood in front of the nurses' station of a mental hospital on Tenth Street.

"Hello, my name is Feng Feng. I don't have an appointment, but could you please talk to Miss Qin Pu for me?"

The nurse picked up the phone, tapped lightly on the receiver with her slender fingers, and had a professional smile on her face.

"Please wait…"

She dialed the internal line, had a brief conversation with the dean's secretary, then turned to look at Feng Feng.

"Mr. Feng Feng, I'm very sorry, the dean is currently busy and does not accept visits without an appointment."

The nurse's voice was gentle and polite, but her tone revealed an unquestionable firmness.

Feng Feng frowned slightly. He knew that in such an occasion, forcing a meeting might backfire.

"I'm really not used to this kind of situation."

He took a deep breath, tried to remain calm, and nodded to the nurse to show his understanding.

"Go back and ask Mr. Yakumo to come."

He turned around and prepared to leave, but the moment he took a step, the name Yakumo used today flashed through his mind.

He stopped and looked back at the nurse, with a gleam of determination in his eyes.

Feng Feng stood in front of the nurses' station, his eyes firm and deep, as if he could penetrate all obstacles. He clenched his fists tightly, as if to cheer himself up.

"Ms. Kotoura, I need your help!" He called silently in his heart. Although his voice was soft, it was full of determination and persistence.

The nurse looked at Feng Feng and couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

She felt the strong aura emanating from Feng Feng, as if something important was about to happen.

She unconsciously winked at the guards at the door, signaling them to pay attention to Feng Feng's movements.

The guards immediately became alert and kept a close eye on Feng Feng, fearing that he might do something extreme.

However, Feng Feng seemed unaware of the tense atmosphere around him. He just stood there quietly, waiting for Miss Kotoura's response.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard at the door, accompanied by the refreshing aroma of ice cream, and Miss Kotoura hurried in.

"Don't move. Displeased Master Feng Feng is more serious than starting World War III."

She was wearing a white coat, with a friendly smile on her face and a freshly opened ice cream in her hand.

When she saw Feng Feng, her eyes lit up and she walked over quickly.

"Mr. Fengfeng, why are you here?" Miss Kotoura's voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of surprise.

She walked quickly to Feng Feng, her steps staggering, and the ice cream in her hand accidentally stained Feng Feng's sleeve.