Chapter 127: The Truth

Takayama Muru held the steering wheel in her right hand, and her left hand was cobbled with Sadako Yamamura's right wrist while holding a pistol. She pointed motionlessly at Sadako Yamamura in the passenger seat. She had closed her eyes and looked like she had lost consciousness, but Takayama Muru didn't dare to relax for a second.

Hakone is only about 100 kilometers away from Tokyo. After a three or four-hour journey, Takayama Muren drove all the way to Hakone along the road in a bad condition, a place that may have the potential of a resort in the future.

He pulled the shackles on his left wrist and asked Sadako Yamamura to show the way. The woman opened her eyes and took a few seconds to distinguish the terrain, then pointed to a path leading to the woods by the sea.

After driving for more than ten minutes, the road conditions on the mountain road were so narrow that the car could no longer be allowed to move forward. Takayama Muren opened the car door, pushed Sadako Yamamura down, and then climbed down by himself.

In front of it was a lonely villa, which looked almost like a set in a classical ghost film. The exterior wall was covered with vines and the windows were nailed with wooden strips, just like the people living inside couldn't stand the light. Takayama Muren checked his pistol again, confirmed that the bullet was loaded and could be fired at any time, took out a small flashlight, unscrewed the light and held it in his mouth. Then he pulled Sadako Yamamura to himself and used her body as a shield to cover himself.

He quietly pushed Sadako Yamamura forward, kicked the decayed door open, and quickly aimed at the things inside.

There is nothing.

The messy furniture is piled up in a mess, the packaging bags of convenience food, unwashed dishes, and books piled up in hills...

Everything didn't look like a normal place to live. Yamamura Sadako opened her eyes, glanced around, revealing a bitter look.

"Ahem... who is it, a thief? There is nothing valuable here."

A dead voice came from the stairs of the villa. Gaoshan Muren quickly pointed the flashlight and the pistol at it, and then found that it was a haggard man. The man had a big skeleton, but was very thin. He was wearing a white robe and was very energetic, but he looked very sloppy. His hair on his temples was completely white and was scattered on him in a mess, and his beard looked like he had not been shaved for a week or two.

"Don't move! Raise your hands and lie on the wall! Japanese police officer!"

Takayama Muren roared, and he held the pistol in his right hand and aimed steadily at the old man's head. Whenever there was any abnormal movement, he would shoot him and kill him immediately. He squinted his eyes, as if he had some characteristics from the old man's face. This face gave him a vague impression. In the briefing he had seen before, it happened twenty years ago. At that time, this man was still an eloquent associate professor of psychiatry at the University of Tokyo and was becoming the focus of the entire medical community...

“…Dr. Ikehachiro?”

"...It's me." The dead man turned on a switch for some reason. The dim light bulb illuminated the entire room. He saw Takayama Muren and the Yamamura Sadako in his hand, then sighed a long sigh and said softly, "I had guessed that this day would be...."

Takayama Muren pushed Sadako Yamamura forward, and he pressed Hirahachiro with his gun, pushed him to the corner, and roared in a low voice: "Dr. Hirahachiro Imam! What research are you doing!? What is going on?! I order you now to hand over her sister, I want..."

"You want to kill them, right?" Yixiong Heihachiro said quietly.

"………………………” Gaoshan Muren was not panicked about his true intention being exposed. He shot Dr. Yixiong's leg. After the loud noise, the dead man sat down on the steps, "Yes, you guessed it right, I can't let such a monster continue to live in this world... Now, tell me where is another supernatural person?!"

"Shh--" Izumi Heihachiro was not excited at all about the fact that his thigh was shot through. He just glanced at the wound on his thigh slightly, then raised an index finger to put it beside his mouth, "She is sleeping... Don't wake her up... or... you will die."

"…………………………” Gao Shan Muren shot Dr. Yixiong's other thigh without hesitation. The other party just trembled for a moment, and the expression on his face did not change at all.

"Supervisor, do you know? Pain is just a physical hallucination..." A strange smile appeared on Yixiong Heihachiro's face. "As long as you have been trained in will for a period of time, you can do this, completely ignoring the physical pain. After Sadako's mother and I were expelled from the academic world, I have practiced under the waterfall here for several years, hoping to train my mind. Although it is not as powerful as her and her mother,... I can control my own nerves, which I can do, especially after living with the most terrifying monster in the world for so many years..."

A shocked expression suddenly appeared on Yixiong Heihachiro's thin face. He whispered in despair: "You shouldn't have shot... You shouldn't have woken her..."

The hairs on Takayama Muren's body exploded. He held the pistol and quickly turned around, searching for suspicious things with his sharp eyes as sharp as a hawk. Unexpectedly, at this time, Izumi Heihachiro quickly reached out and pulled a switch, and then the whole house fell into darkness.

"Damn it - you bastard!!" Gao Shanmuren had already put away his flashlight with his left hand in order to speak. At this moment, he took out the flashlight as quickly as possible, and then turned on the switch.

"Not to see the light - turn off your flashlight, leave this room, never come back... Otherwise you will die here, and the demons will be released by your atrocities..." said Ikena Hirahachiro, who was sitting on the ground.

"No, it's too late." Sadako Yamamura, who had not spoken, said calmly, "My sister... has arrived here."

Gaoshan Muren swept around with a flashlight in a frenzy, and his hand holding the pistol began to tremble. An invisible force of oppression began to invade his mind, trying to transform him into a madman who had lost his mind. His subconscious had already made him understand what evil and pure beastly nature were approaching him, the descendants of demons sacrificed by human flesh and blood, and the collection of black mind powers full of negative consciousness.

He slowly turned around and pressed his pistol on Sadako Yamamura's forehead. Under the flashlight, the girl's face was pale and stagnant.

"I understand... I understand..." Gaoshan Muren murmured to himself, "You have never had sisters. As I thought before, that is just another personality imagined by you, a crazy woman. Your mind cannot withstand the consequences of the power of uncontrollableness, so you imagined an evil self. You are just an escapist in personality division! That destroyer, the evil will, is just your own evil thoughts! You pretend to be kind, just because you completely divide the evil self! So you can maintain such a pure and pitiful look... I was deceived by you! As long as you kill you, everything can be solved! Even if the bullet can't kill you, use a knife, fire, and explosives - as long as you kill you, everything is over!!"

Sadako Yamamura looked at him calmly, and a trace of pity gradually appeared in her eyes. The fingers of Takayama Muren's pulling on the trigger gradually tightened. Then he found that Sadako Yamamura's eyes seemed not to look at him, but to look at... something near his shoulder.

"...You are wrong. Mr. Takayama." Sadako Yamamura closed her eyes, "Goodbye, I'm sorry."

The mountain wood man froze, and he already felt something was wrong. A cold little hand stretched out from the back of his neck, and his weak limbs wrapped around his neck, and his hair like aquatic plants was floating around his neck. He knew that something was attached to his back, something like a mollusk, evil and indescribable creature.

He slowly turned his head and saw the indescribable soft creature wrapped in a white robe.

A wail that was not like a human voice came from the villa, followed by three consecutive gunshots, and then another one.

In the end, everything fell silent.

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In the night sky, a giant bird that swelled its wings fell from the sky, and then stepped on the small Toyota without mercy, trampling a huge depression on the roof. Su Jing tied up his long hair with a hairband to avoid being blown by the wind from the sky and affecting his vision.

He jumped off the roof of the car, glanced into the window, and found no clues. Then he set his sights on the dilapidated house in front of him.

Su Jing activated his infrared vision and psychic vision. The silver long whip in the sleeve of his right hand slightly exposed his head and walked towards the ominous house step by step. Then his figure was swallowed by the shadow cast by the villa under the moonlight.

He walked into the open door and unexpectedly saw a body lying on the ground. It was the short and solid middle-aged man he remembered before. His face was full of horror, his mouth was wide open, and his right hand was holding a police revolver with empty bullets. In his temple, there was a deep bullet hole that penetrated from the right to the left. Su Jing touched his body temperature and died about an hour to two hours ago.

He stood up, glanced around, and then saw the decayed old man sitting on the stairs. If it weren't for the heat on his body, Su Jing would have almost regarded him as a dead person. He just sat there, without any breath of life on his body.

Su Jing walked to the elderly man and poured his mind with gentle and powerful mental power. To his surprise, this person's will was so tough that it was difficult for him to influence him.

With this stimulation, the person sitting on the stairs opened his eyes.

"Ah... you're... cough, Sadako's... man." Yixiong Heihachiro coughed twice with difficulty. He held Su Jing's hand and whispered, "I'm going to die soon... But you must destroy her... that thing."

"...Who to destroy? Throne?" Su Jing raised his eyebrows.

"No... it's not Sadako... it's another Sadako." Yixiong Heihachiro looked at Su Jing with the eyes of the dying man. There was a faint ghost fire in his eyes. "Others always thought... I am Sadako's biological father... but only Shizuko and I know... she... is the descendant of the demon..."

Su Jing listened motionlessly.
Chapter completed!