Taniguchi said loudly: "You can't be so tired anymore. You must take a good rest. If you have an attack again next time, you may not be able to be saved."
"At least I'm alive now. Since I'm still alive, I should do something." Nezu took a few breaths, then turned his head and looked at Chiba Makoto, panting and laughing at himself: "I haven't seen you for a long time.
I’m a reporter. I’ve almost forgotten how to accept interviews. If you have anything to ask, please ask me quickly. I’ll be working soon.”
When Dr. Taniguchi heard Nezu Masachika say that he would have to work soon, he pointed at Nezu Masachika angrily, "You still want to... ugh!"
In the end, he swallowed his words of persuasion. He had already tried to persuade Masachika Nezu more than once, but to no avail. Every time, Masachika Nezu just said, "You don't understand," and then continued to use that extremely crude instrument.
, conduct research that he doesn’t understand.
He felt that Masachika Nezu might want to research something to prove that he was not a cursed scientist, but was this more important than life? What's more, with an instrument like Nezu's, it was impossible to research anything.
You are wasting your little life.
Maya had been watching Asami, and when she saw how sad she was, she quickly comforted her. However, she heard Asami choke and say through telepathy that she wanted Maya to help ask what kind of disease her father had. Although Dr. Taniguchi's tone had already indicated that,
It's definitely not a minor illness, but Asami still wants to know.
So, Maya spoke before Chiba Makoto: "Dr. Nezu, are you seriously ill? Our car is outside, why don't we take you to the hospital for a check-up."
She felt that compared to Taniguchi, who didn't even wear a white coat, the examination results from the advanced equipment of a large hospital were more convincing.
"Thank you, I won't bother you anymore," Nezu Masachika stood up with difficulty and began to organize the test tubes on the table. He pretended to be busy and said in a low voice: "If there is nothing else, I think I should start working.
, and... there is still a lot to do."
Dr. Taniguchi was very angry. Nejin was the most stubborn person he had ever seen. He was even more stubborn than the old people who were over 60 or even 70 years old who lived on the other side of the village. After another earnest persuasion was ineffective, he walked out of the house angrily and prepared to go.
Look at other elderly people in the village.
His job is to make rounds in several nearby villages to ensure the health of the elderly people who live alone in the empty villages. But most of the time, he can only give advice on going to large hospitals for diagnosis and treatment, and prescribe some medicines.
Cheap medicine can’t do much else.
Taniguchi's departure restored silence to the room. Nezu Masachika also put down the empty test tube in his hand, turned his head, and stared at Taniguchi through the window as he walked out of the messy yard and disappeared into the messy yard, carrying the old medicine box on his back.
Within sight.
He was just pretending to be busy just now so that Taniguchi could leave as soon as possible. He knew that Taniguchi was doing it for his own good, but he had something he had to do and had no way to rest, so he could only live up to his good intentions.
"Alas!" Nezu Masaki threw down the test tube in his hand, sat slumped on the chair, looked up to the sky and sighed, his eyes full of sadness. Taniguchi's tone was unprecedentedly serious. It was obvious that his condition was extremely bad, but his research was still
There is no clue, no progress at all, and there seems to be no way to atone for my sins.
Nezu sat in silence for a while before he remembered that there were other people in the room. He turned around and said, "Do you have anything you want to ask? Just ask. I didn't expect that I would be worthy of an interview."
By the end, I was laughing at myself.
"Actually, we can find it here," Chiba Makoto glanced at Mami, whose face was filled with sadness, and said, "It was your daughter Mami who told me..."
‘Clang!’
Before he could finish his words, Nezu Masaki stood up with a 'Tang!', knocking down the stool, but he didn't realize it, anger appeared on his face, and the anger in his eyes was almost hysterical.
He shouted: "Get out of here, get out of here, get out of here."
As he spoke, he was still panting, gritting his teeth and running over, reaching out to push out this guy who was making a fuss about his daughter who had been dead for twenty years.
"Asami wants me to ask, you promised her that you would bring a set of Barbie dolls as her birthday gift when she comes back from a business trip. Are you still there?" Chiba Makoto said one word, and Dr. Nezu stood there blankly, stretching out his hand to push Chiba.
Ye Cheng's hand suddenly stopped and was so trembling that he could drop a bowl of water until no bowl was left.
The anger on his face had not dissipated, but deep shock appeared in his eyes, and his breathing became rapid. After a while, he trembled and said: "You...you...how did you know?" Chiba Makoto did not answer. Instead, he started talking about his trip to Tomita Farm yesterday. Because he was curious about the haunting incident, he went to Tomita Farm at night and met a ghost little girl who told a sad and pitiful story, and they
Following that story, I got here.
While telling the story, he also described what the little girl was wearing. Dr. Nezu turned around and walked to the table, opened the drawer, took out a spotless photo frame from the drawer, and turned the photo side to the direction of Chiba Makoto.
, said with a trembling voice: "Is it her?"
"Hmm!"
Chiba Makoto's affirmative answer made Dr. Nezu, who was holding the photo tightly, turn his back, his shoulders trembling, tears streaked across his cheeks that had been tempered by years, and fell on the documents on the table. He was a scientist and never believed it.
Soul or something, but now he wants to believe that his daughter is still alive, living in another form.
After a long time, Dr. Nezu adjusted his mood, turned around, with tears on his face, but squeezed out a smile and said: "Thank you, thank you, whatever you want to know, as long as it doesn't involve confidentiality."
He didn't ask more about his daughter Asami. Didn't he want to know? No, he really wanted to know, but he didn't dare to ask. He was afraid that if he asked more questions, he would expose the lie.
But as soon as Dr. Nezu finished speaking, the voice of the young man in front of him suddenly sounded in his mind: "What I said is true. I have some special abilities. I can see and hear incredible existences."
The expression on Dr. Nezu's face froze, and he looked at Chiba Makoto, who had his mouth tightly closed, in great shock. Moreover, the voice did not come from him, but appeared directly in his mind.
This reminded him of the second 'superpower craze' launched in 1982, led by a large news group. A child in elementary school was dubbed a 'clairvoyant boy' and performed similar tricks on TV.
The ability of telepathy has gained a lot of attention.
But not long after, the rival of News Corporation, which created the "clairvoyant boy", presented a series of evidence to prove that the so-called super powers were all fake.
The two major news media engaged in a war of words, exposing each other's scandals and exposing each other's old stories. The explosive gossip was more attractive than any superpower. Gradually no one paid attention to this so-called 'clairvoyant boy', and there was no news about him ever again. The reason why Dr. Nezu remembers it is because at that time, he and several fellow scientists discussed whether telepathy really existed many times, and even argued endlessly.
Thinking of this, Dr. Nezu blurted out: "Are you... Kirino?"
He didn't remember his full name, he only remembered this uncommon surname, but he didn't think it looked like it. It had been more than 20 years ago, and the child was probably in his thirties, but the boy in front of him looked like he was only 2 years old.