Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

"It's another boring day." In a ramen stall near the University of Tokyo, Uesugi grabbed his back and watched the short movie in front of him in boredom.

The discs of these movies are from the last century, and some of the movie stars are now married.

"A bowl of ramen, add an egg."

"It's closed now." Uesugoshi waved his hand without raising his head.

"But I'm not prepared to pay, so you won't be in business."

"Ange, you have been a bastard all your life!" Uesugi was so angry that he stood up in a big stride: "What kind of noodles are you eating?"

"Just the one you're good at." Angers casually found a seat to sit down.

"It's as if I used to be your royal ramen chef!" Uesugi angrily threw the noodles into the soup pot. "We haven't seen you for more than sixty years. Can you be more polite?"

"Polite? I would like to be more polite, but now, hey, it's all a mess."

Listening to Ange's words, Uesugoshi's fingers stiffened briefly and he paused for a second.

"And what do you think is troublesome? It's really strange. If you have anything you're unhappy with, tell me and it will make me happy."

"Ha." Angers laughed.

It should be said that they are indeed old friends, and it still feels like this familiarity.

Ange shook his head and looked around: "This place has not changed much. The entire Japanese underworld has never thought that you liked to hang out on this street sixty years ago, but you are still living here sixty years later. Just became a ramen chef.”

"The former King of Movies in Japan is now selling ramen here."

"Otherwise." Uesugoshi shook his fingers.

"Continue to stand in the position of the Shadow King, and then watch those people do disgusting things."

"You knew already."

"Nonsense." Uesugi raised his finger and pointed at his eyes.

"I'm not blind yet. I can clearly see whether it's a human or a ghost."

"So, what are you going to do?"

Angers was a little curious.

He originally thought that his old friend would always be kept secret, but more than sixty years later, he actually understood some of the truth behind it.

"What else can be done?" Uesugi rubbed his wrist.

"Do you think I can still stand up and fight them with my sword? I'm just an ordinary Japanese movie king. I'm a mass-produced product. I'm lucky to be alive."

Ange watched Uesugi pick up the noodles and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Uesugoshi chose to show off and give up in front of his so-called position as the Shadow King.

To say it's a show off is actually a form of protest.

But the effect of this kind of protest is close to nothing.

Angers lifted up his cover and turned to look at the small street.

Walk a few dozen steps out of the small street and you will see brightly lit high-rise buildings. However, the small street is still the same as it was after World War II. There are old-fashioned Japanese houses on both sides of the road, with sycamores and cherry trees planted in front of the houses. It is quiet and dilapidated.

The distance between the two is obviously so close, but they are like two worlds. The outside is the prosperity of the passage of time, and the inside is the decay and aging that has not changed for thousands of years.

"I am a person abandoned by the times, so I should live in a shabby old place. Unlike you, you are still suave." Uesugi added an extra piece of barbecued pork to the noodles and placed it in front of Ange.

Angers reached for the chopsticks and began to taste.

He ate the steaming noodles slowly.

Anger's eyes narrowed slightly. After taking a bite, he put down his chopsticks and turned to look at Uesugi: "Actually, you are not abandoned by the times. Your investigation of the Sheqi family shows that you are also looking for the source. ”

"Yes, I was young and ignorant at the time, and felt that I needed to save the world." Uesugi waved his hand, as if he couldn't bear to look back on the past: "Hey, I really had too many superhero dreams at that time, and felt that I could really save the world. ”

"The results of it?"

"What else could it be? The fact that I am shrinking here now has already explained what the result will be."

"You were still alive then."

"Does it matter?"

"It's not important." Angers replied.

It doesn't matter. Both he and Uesugi Koshi understand that the so-called Shadow Emperor is nothing more than a combat unit to those behind the scenes who are really seeking the treasures hidden in this land, a monster that can be mass-produced.

At most, some of them are excellent and carry the title of elite.

"What are the results of the investigation?"

Uesugoshi glanced at Angers in surprise. This is not something you would say: "You didn't take any medicine today?"

"I found some clues." Angers pointed at Uesugoshi, and then pointed at himself.

"Some of the things you have here are related to Kassel College in 1900?"

"Ah, wait." Uesugi paused, and then pointed his finger back and forth between himself and Ange again.

"You said that the mastermind behind our case is related to the incident at Kassel College in 1900?"

"Yes."

Uesugoshi asked unceremoniously: "Have you been deceived?"

"No." Angers shook his head.

Seeing how determined he was, Uesugi thought more and more, and said to himself: "It's impossible. These can create a shadow emperor like me. It's meaningless to take action against Kassel Academy."

Although the first-generation Kassel Academy was very strong, there was no reason to go there specifically to target it and still let you survive.

"Yeah, so I suspect someone's not dead."

"Not dead." Uesugoshi instantly understood what Angers meant.

During the Summer of Mourning in 1900, the first generation of Lionheart members at Cassel College were most likely betrayed by some of their companions, which led to the accident.

These traitors faked their own deaths and left Kassel Academy to lurk in Japan, trying to gain something.

"I understand what you mean, but why did you come to me? I'm a powerless poor fellow, and it's useless for you to tell me this."

Angers put down his chopsticks.

"This is a street worth 1.2 billion U.S. dollars. Previously, a company was willing to pay 1.2 billion U.S. dollars to purchase this land for commercial development, but it couldn't find a land holder. You put it on a piece of land worth 1.2 billion U.S. dollars. Ramen stall, stop pretending to be poor.”

Uesugoshi cleared the table nonchalantly and replied in a calm tone: "I am really poor. I have supported myself by selling ramen all these years. The only valuable thing I have is this piece of land, but I sold it. It will be developed into skyscrapers, these old houses will be demolished, and the old trees will be removed, and there will be no place for old people like me.”

"But you didn't accept everything, right?" Ange said casually while eating ramen.

"You are still investigating, you are investigating her death. You don't believe that a woman who can give birth to an emperor is an ordinary woman. You see the thread hidden behind it, and you detect the so-called 'coincidence' of fate."

Uesugoshi was silent. He grabbed the table tightly and dug his fingers deeply into it.

Miracles are great, but people like him and Angers never believe in so-called miracles!

They only believe in the cold reality and the countless thread networks hidden behind it!

Causal connection, the context determines the so-called inevitability of fate.

Charlotte Chen is the name of Uesugoshi's mother. The word "Chen" hides a lot of deep sea craze, and the abyss is enough to swallow everything to explore it.

"Miracles do not exist." Angers spoke, then looked at the silent Uesugoshi.

While eating ramen, the two seemed to have fallen into some awkward situation and began to think deeply about each other.

"Okay, you're right." Uesugoshi hung the rag on the shelf, walked to Angers, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"What's your plan?"

"My plan is, well, an interesting one."

"Yeah, I hope so."

"I hope so." (End of chapter)