Chapter 230: 226 Chosen Alliance

Just like the Xuanmi Group in the Shenzhou Region or the Abnormal Biological Foundation in the New York Region, the Circum-Sea Region also has an Investigator Organization specifically responsible for abnormal affairs in that area.

Due to the evolution of the times, this organization was formed by the merger of dozens of smaller organizations in the Circum-Sea Region, with the Tianxuan Society from Sakura Island at the lead; thus, the organization was named the Chosen Alliance.

This fox-faced man who appeared in the hospital room without warning was from the Chosen Alliance. He Jia'an knew this and had been mentally prepared; given the activities he had conducted on Sakura Island, it was difficult to avoid the eyes and ears of the Chosen Alliance.

He Jia'an did not answer the other party immediately, but instead sensed his own state. Although his whole body was in pain, his strength was there, and overall he was doing quite well. It seemed that the experience of walking through the Inner World had not left him with any fatal hidden dangers.

Seeing this, the fox-faced man did not get angry; he smiled with a humble expression: "How rude of me, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am an S-Class Investigator from the Chosen Alliance, my name is Matsumoto Gin."

After hearing the other party's self-introduction, He Jia'an finally turned his gaze toward that smiling face: "You said something wrong just now. I didn't escape; I left a note and was discharged normally."

Matsumoto Gin opened his eyes slightly, a trace of strange playfulness in his small eyes: "Since you believe you were discharged normally, then so be it."

"What about the high school girl who was with me?" He Jia'an looked around and realized he was staying in a luxurious single-patient room.

Matsumoto Gin said with a smile: "You can rest assured. Miss Misaki is already fine. She is probably eating breakfast in the hospital cafeteria right now. I heard the little girl has quite an appetite."

He Jia'an felt slightly relieved, looked at Matsumoto Gin, and said: "Then, Mr. Matsumoto, what questions do you have for me?"

"You can just call me by my name," Matsumoto Gin said in a friendly tone. "As for the questions I would like to ask, there are actually quite a few. First of all, I would like to understand what happened between you and Miss Misaki the night before last."

"The night before last? Has it been that long?" He Jia'an frowned slightly. This meant that the time for the fulfillment of the Curse of Mimiko on Naomi Misaki was not far off—there were less than three days left. Slightly distracted, he gave Matsumoto Gin a rough account of the abnormal experience of visiting Kisaragi High School at night.

Matsumoto Gin nodded: "I see. It's about the same as what Miss Misaki said."

He Jia'an's expression remained normal, his eyes calm. He had been telling the truth, only withholding a few details about what had happened.

"Then, how did you escape?" Matsumoto Gin asked curiously. "After all, you were being chased by that existence before you escaped, right? How did you manage to get away from her?"

"Come to think of it, I also find it a bit strange. I thought I would be eaten, but she ran away first. Even though I escaped the fate of being eaten by the other party, I still fell half to death, look." Lying on the bed, He Jia'an lifted his two arms, which were covered in wounds and bandages.

Matsumoto Gin: "Have you thought about what the reason might be?"

"I don't know." He Jia'an shook his head and said thoughtfully, "Perhaps it was because Naomi herself was influenced by a Blessing."

"A Blessing?" Matsumoto Gin opened his eyes. In fact, his eyes were not that small; he was just used to this smiling way of dealing with people. Hearing this familiar yet "fresh" concept, he immediately focused his attention: "May I ask what you mean by a Blessing?"

"Do you know about the Curse of Mimiko that circulates at Kisaragi High School?" He Jia'an asked.

Matsumoto Gin narrowed his eyes: "I have heard a little about it. I heard from Miss Misaki that you were investigating this matter, and that your night visit to Kisaragi High School the night before last was also because of this. I wonder if you could share the information you collected with us?"

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"Thank you for your cooperation, sir. I have gained a lot." After the interrogation ended, Matsumoto Gin thanked He Jia'an, and before leaving the room, he said bluntly: "Please leave the rest to us at the Chosen Alliance. By tomorrow, your organization will send someone to pick you up. Before that, please rest well here. Oh, by the way, we have authorized Miss Misaki to come and visit you; you don't need to worry or be afraid that you won't see her. Well then, I shall take my leave."

He Jia'an withdrew his gaze from the closed door, his eyes fixed on the ceiling and the IV drip, his mind secretly calculating his next move.

Whether for his own sake or for Naomi Misaki's, it was impossible for him to stay obediently in the hospital bed. He decided to find an opportunity to slip out.

Shortly after Matsumoto Gin left, the door to the room was opened again. It was Naomi Misaki, wearing a hospital gown, who walked in full of energy. Seeing that He Jia'an had woken up, the little girl ran over, jumping with joy.

"Don't pounce, it hurts." He Jia'an keenly sensed Naomi Misaki's movement and immediately stopped her.

Naomi Misaki immediately braked before reaching the bed, then crouched down, took He Jia'an's right hand in both of hers, and pressed her forehead against the back of his hand, rubbing it gently: "Uncle, I'm just glad you're okay."

"Of course I'll be okay." He Jia'an changed the subject and asked with concern: "What about you? You didn't get hurt afterward, did you?"

After all, he had passed out halfway through, and he didn't know if Naomi Misaki had encountered any danger afterward. Although he actually knew that, given Xin Junmao's character, he would not sit idly by; even if he didn't want to appear in front of Naomi Misaki, he would provide protection from the shadows.

Naomi Misaki shook her head and smiled softly: "It's really good, isn't it? We both made it out alive."

"Your matter isn't over yet." He Jia'an did not feel relaxed and reminded her seriously.

"It's okay, don't we still have some time?" Naomi Misaki caught He Jia'an's hand and placed his palm on her head, her beautiful eyes soft: "If I can get rid of Mimiko's curse, that would naturally be best, but if not, I won't force it anymore."

"Hey, Uncle, why don't you spend the next few days with me?" Naomi Misaki requested, her eyes bright and expectant. "Let the people from the Chosen Alliance handle the rest."

"I don't trust the way they do things, and I said I would definitely save you." He Jia'an did not agree immediately and said earnestly: "I remember you said back then that you wanted me to wait for you to graduate. I didn't hear clearly what came after that, but it must be something you wanted to complete with me. I will definitely accompany you to finish it, so... before that, don't give up. Wait for me to save you."

"Uncle... you're clearly just an uncle, yet you really know how to act cool." Naomi Misaki suddenly puffed out her cheeks and threw He Jia'an's hand away, looking somewhat angry, yet also happy.