Chapter 174

Sitting in front of a table piled with documents, Muroto Sumire was holding her stomach and laughing unrestrainedly, her messy purple hair rising and falling with the movement of her body.

As the object of his ridicule, Satomi Rentaro stared at Muroto Sumire who was laughing so hard that she fell backwards with a straight face and expressionless face.

".......Doctor, you look very happy......." His eyes were tilted to one side, and his tone revealed a certain unhappiness.

"After all, you haven't been here for a long time since you joined the Guard of the Holy Emperor, and you brought such interesting news as soon as you came. You can't not be happy."

"The Holy Emperor didn't kick you out of the Guard directly, I think it was for the sake of Kikunojo."

Hearing what the other party said, Satomi Rentaro scratched his head, and then sighed helplessly.

In a certain sense... No, it should be said that this answer is completely correct.

If it weren't for Tendou Kikunojo as a backer, he might have been kicked out of the Guard long ago.

Unlike the white uniform of the Guards, Rentaro Satomi is now wearing a very ordinary uniform.

The reason is that he was "given a holiday" by the Holy Emperor... Well, this is a nice way of saying it.

To put it bluntly, he was forced to suspend his duties for a week.

But he can't blame anyone else. To some extent, this result can be said to be his own fault.

——There are scumbags in the Guards who enjoy hunting the cursed children.

Whether for his own justice or to maintain the reputation of the Holy Emperor, he can't just let it go.

Therefore, after returning from the outer area last time, he was very sure of this and spontaneously investigated the matter, trying to find out the termites hidden in the Guards.

The whole process was not complicated or tedious. With the support of the Tendo family, he did not encounter any resistance, and there was no twists and turns like the protagonist in the detective movie.

Hey.

Don't say, this investigation really made him find a lot of things.

Even though quite a long time had passed, the other party did not think about the subsequent concealment when doing these things.

Through some children's oral descriptions and drawings, he quickly locked the target - the former captain of the guard team, Takuto Howaki.

"Speaking of which, the recent investigation of the slammer has really troubled Mr. Satoma. Why don't you take a break and adjust your state during this time?"

In short, the process is almost like this.

After he reported the results of the investigation to the Holy Emperor, the other party directly gave him a week-long "short vacation".

Then he came to Muroto Sumire to maintain the forged prosthesis and complained by the way...but what he received was the other party's ridicule.

"Of course, your lifesaver is said to be a scumbag. No matter how good your temper is, you can't help but lose your temper."

"Doctor, do you know the former captain of Howaki very well?"

"Not too well. After all, I only met him once and didn't even communicate... I can only say that the incident was quite famous at the time."

Shaking her head, a look of nostalgia flashed across her face, and Muroto Sumire said with some sighs.

"He saved the former and current Sheng Tianzi from the hands of the fanatical worshipers of the protogastric creatures, killed 5 people, and became the captain of the guard from a newcomer in the guard in just one month."

"It is said that during his tenure, Sheng Tianzi, who had just succeeded him, was very attached to him."

"Oh my, so you are much better than Rentaro, who has been in the guard for half a year but is still an ordinary member, and even now is hated by Sheng Tianzi."

Listening to Muroto Sumire's teasing words, Satomi Rentaro grabbed the corner of his clothes anxiously.

He had already known what the other party said during the investigation. If it weren't for the fact that all the characteristics matched, he would have suspected that he had found the wrong person.

There was a big difference.

To be honest, when investigating Bao Xie Zhuo Ren, he always felt a deep sense of... separation.

Before joining the guard team, the other party's life was no different from some cruel second-generation officials, relying on the power of his family to be domineering.

But after joining the guard team, it seemed that all the bad habits disappeared overnight... It's not that the prodigal son can't turn back, but you've gone too far, the prodigal son is drifting, right?

It's just that there's no way to verify this even if you find the person himself.

After all, the other party disappeared a long time ago, roughly the same as the author of the pigeon. After asking for leave from the Holy Emperor at the time, he completely disappeared.

Although the subsequent investigation gave the result that it was caused by the revenge of the extremist organization, it doesn't seem right to think about it.

But there's no point in saying these now, at most it's just a complaint.

Compared to this kind of thing, he still wanted to ask the other party something more important.

"Doctor, do you know the Smasher?"

"It's the kind of monster that you investigated that's like an urban legend, right? What's wrong?"

"Uh, I just want to know what you think, doctor."

Although the woman in front of him has a weird personality and likes to hunt for strange things such as corpses, she is one of the world's top "Four Sages".

So she should know something about artificial monsters like the Smasher, right?

He took out a few photos from his arms and handed them to the other party. These were all collected by him during this period of time.

Among them, of course, there were the two giant individuals who fought with Mu Geng yesterday, and Lin Qiao who transformed into Blood Riot.

She picked up the photo on the table and looked at it carefully, but gradually, Sumire Muroto frowned.

Finally, focus on Kisara, who is fighting the slammer in the photo, or rather on the driver around her waist.

"This is......?"

"What's the problem, doctor?"

"No, I just remembered something... Anyway, if possible, let's stop the investigation of the attacker, Rentaro."

He persuaded Rentaro Satomi with serious words.

But her somewhat abnormal attitude made the latter frown.

Chapter 202 Abolition of the plan

"Doctor, I..."

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, Sumire Muroto raised a hand to stop him from continuing.

"That's what I said, but it seems you won't listen to my advice, so I will reveal what I know to you."

Sighing, Sumire Muroto gathered her words and spoke slowly:

"Three years ago, a senior official of the Self-Defense Forces, together with the then Tendo Kikunochori, came up with a plan called the "Build Plan." "

"To be specific, we plan to use human body modification and special combat armor to create super soldiers in batches, and then counterattack the gastrea organisms."

"How's it going? Does it sound very familiar?"

No, it can no longer be said to be familiar to this extent.

Such similar content reminded Rentaro Satomi of the plan that he had personally experienced but was abandoned a long time ago.

He couldn't help but blurt out: "New human creation plan?"

"Absolutely, but the soldiers created by that plan are much stronger than the previous mechanical soldiers."

From the cabinet behind him, he took out a piece of paper document with the corners folded and handed it to Satomi Rentaro.

The latter flipped through two pages on the spot without any scruples, and then put them on the table... There were too many professional terms and he couldn't understand them.

"Anyway, when the plan was approved, I, the former top person in charge of the New Human Creation Project, was naturally invited to be responsible for the manufacturing of special armor."

"Then what?"

"Of course it failed. Although the prototype of the combat armor used by the modified people was successfully created, the success rate of the transformation was too low. There was not even a single successful case until it was stopped."

With only equipment but no users, even if it is created, it is just waste, not to mention that the equipment itself is only a semi-finished product.

In addition, this is not a life-or-death situation like the original gut battle, so this bottomless pit-like gold-swallowing project was naturally stopped.

"Having said that, if we continue according to the plan at that time, I'm afraid the final result will be a Kamen Rider like Kisara."

Pick up the red pen on the table and focus on the driver worn by Kisara in the photo.

"And the belt is proof of this. Although it is much different from the style when I designed it, some basic parts have not changed."

In other words, has someone restarted this abandoned plan?

But who is it?

"Doctor, who came up with this plan?"

"Howara Teppei."

After searching through his memory, Satomi Rentaro confirmed that this was a name he had never heard before.

"But to protect the threat...could it be?"

"That's right, that man is the father of Baohie Zhuoren, the captain of the Holy Emperor's Guards."

He nodded, confirming Rentaro Satoma's idea, and at the same time called up the other party's information on the computer.

"Are you doubting him?"

"Well, after all, he is the one who proposed this plan...at least he does have this suspicion."

If it was because he was unwilling to accept the rejection of his painstakingly proposed plan, then the motive would also make sense.

But if the Holy Emperor heard this, his "vacation" might have to be extended for a while.

"That being said, he died not long after the plan was stopped." Sumire Muroto spread her hands helplessly.

"Dead? Assassination?" Rentaro Satomi thought of this immediately.

After all, it was a human experiment. So much money was wasted for no reason, and many people died. It is really unjustifiable that no one should take the blame in the end.

But his statement was denied by Sumire Muroto the next second: "No, it was suicide...at least it looked like it was suicide."

"It just doesn't matter."

Everyone has been dead for so long, it's useless to pursue this now.

It's impossible for a dead man to rise from the grave and create a mysterious organization, right?

"Does this mean it's a completely unsolved case?"

Satomi Rentaro, who also understood this, felt helpless.

But it can’t be said that there is no gain.

But anyway, at least compared to the previous situation of running around like a headless fly, at least now there is a target.

Next, as long as we find out who restarted this plan, everything will come to light.

'Build plan...'

I muttered the name I heard from the other person's mouth.

Just from the name, I knew it must be somehow related to the building driver used by Ms. Kisara.

What's even more troublesome is that the Tendo Kikunochori who adopted him is involved in this matter - no matter what the outcome is, he has confirmed that the old man who was kind to his adoption will definitely not have a clean position in the whole matter. .

And the guy called Blood Riot last time was not easy to deal with either. His combat power was even higher than that of Tendo Kigen. Unless he used firepower coverage and other means, almost no one could be his opponent in single combat.

Oh, by the way, there was also a Hiruko Kagein who was acting in secret... Did everything happen at the same time?

He understood a little bit why Muroto Sumire didn't want him to get involved before.

"Doctor, can I take this plan?"

"In principle, no, but I can accidentally throw it out. As for who picks it up later, it's hard to say,"

Muroto Sumire chuckled and said, "But I'm not saying that you can't understand that thing with your cultural level, right?"

"Doctor, you are really annoying sometimes..." Although it was true, it was a bit unpleasant to be said like this.

He was regarded as the next political successor by Tendo Kikunosuke. He had a very sensitive political sense and could be said to be a natural politician.

But if it comes to pure mathematical knowledge, it's basically no different from an ordinary top student.

"I met a friend outside recently, maybe he can understand."

"Really." He said absentmindedly, without asking further questions.

"By the way, doctor, have you heard of the name 'Lin Qiao'?"