The human body in the comic world The human body in the comic world

When the old man heard this, he slowly turned his head and looked at me with inexplicable meaning in his eyes: "Isn't that kind of thing often seen on TV news?"

"It's true that you see it often, but there haven't been aquatic monsters yet, have they?" I dreamed of changing into a disapproving expression: "Actually, I also think this rumor is ridiculous, if there really are water monsters or monsters, the defense team should have come here to visit long ago, right?"

"Self-righteous little ghost." The old man snorted lowly, very dissatisfied with my cynical attitude of dreaming.

"Do you know who spread the news about the danger in Longsen Lake not long ago, you young people don't know the sky and the earth and treat fooling around as a risk, and when there is an accident, even God can't save you."

"Could it be that the news on the news that Longsen Lake was in danger came from you?"

"What's the use, more people don't listen to advice." The old man shook his head angrily, thinking that he classified my dream as the kind of person in the words.

I dreamed of this, but listening to the tone of the other party, I obviously knew some insiders, otherwise it would be impossible to convey the dangerous information of Longsen Lake to the outside world for no reason.

"Ojisan, I sincerely want to know the situation here, if you know something, please let me know."

When the old man heard this, he didn't move, and after a long time, he slowly raised his hand and waved: "I can see that you are a good boy, but this kind of thing is not something you should understand, so quickly take your girlfriend and leave here."

"Girlfriend..." Akane Mikawa on the side originally had no good impression of this old man with a bad personality, but when she heard the other party's title, her feelings suddenly rose.

I didn't dream of dwelling on this issue, and by observing him, I found that the old man's eyes had been deliberately avoiding the direction of the center of the lake, just as he had always rejected the topic of water monsters.

"Old sir, your surname is Nakamura, right?"

Hearing my dream's sudden inquiry, the old man did not reply, but nodded unknowably.

"It is rumored that there was a mysterious incident in Longsen Lake many years ago, when there was a lot of noise in the nearby area, and it was once in the headlines, but then it suddenly disappeared..." I dreamed of looking at the old man like a torch, "I think someone wants to cover up all this." The

old man named Nakamura suddenly turned around, his eyes bursting with sharp edges, and there was still the casual affinity just now.

"Little one, did you come specifically to disturb my old man's leisure?"

I smiled and shook my head, "I just want to understand what happened back then, and you can see me as a listener."

A flash of memory appeared on Nakamura's wrinkled face, which quickly dissipated again.

"Go back, this is not the place you can come."

"Others can come, why can't we come?" Akane Mikawa on the side couldn't help but retort anymore.

"Do you want to die if they want to die?"

One sentence made the atmosphere of the scene freeze, and Akane Mikawa was surprised by the huge amount of information between the other party's words, and my dream confirmed my conjecture from the other party's words.

"There are actually monsters in this lake... It should be said that there are monsters. I dreamed of half-crouching in front of the old man named Nakamura, and said with a solemn expression.

"Alas~" Mr. Nakamura sighed softly, turned half of his body to the surface of the lake, and said in a low tone: "I have been guarding here for decades and have been safe and sound, until the past two years have slowly discovered the abnormality in the lake, but it is too late."

"Don't you want to know what happened all those years ago, come with me." Mr. Nakamura stood up with his hands on his chair and walked slowly towards the cabin.

I dreamed and Akane Mikawa looked at each other, and we both saw the importance in each other's eyes, and immediately followed in tacit agreement.

Entering the house, you will see the simple decoration and old furnishings, simple furniture and clean environment are enough to prove that the other party is indifferent.

In the center of the wall hangs a photograph of young people standing side by side inside.

Mr. Nakamura reached out and dusted off the frame, fumbling to take out another photo from behind the frame.

"When I was younger, I loved adventure as much as you did, especially photography, and whenever there was big news in society, I would be the first to rush to the scene."

"It's a pity that dreams can't be loved forever, and I still just use it as a sustenance." Mr. Nakamura said and handed the photo to my dream, and the latter took it with both hands and began to examine it carefully.

"Ichiro Nakamura!" Akane Miyakawa glanced at the signature on the photo, and raised her head to look at the old man in front of her with a surprised face.

"Ichiro Nakamura? Is this Mr. Nakamura's name? "I couldn't figure it out in my dreams.

"He is the famous Nakamura Ichiro, who founded the Nakasaki newspaper office by him is a well-deserved king of the media, and even the first few monster cases were reported by them!"

Akane Mikawa usually likes photography in her spare time, naturally knowing that this paparazzi reporter admires the big senior, to know that the other party is a man who can clearly take positive photos in the face of monster invasion scenes, in the era when full coverage of the Internet has not yet been achieved, he is almost regarded as a god-like existence by peers.

"I heard that Mr. Nakamura was left ill at a proper age because he liked to go to the scene, and he had to announce his retirement twenty years ago, but I didn't expect that you would actually come here to spend your old age in peace."

Nakamura Ichiro listened to Akane Mikawa's praise in his ears, his face was always as indifferent as water, but he shook his head slightly and said: "Those are all things of the past, and I am just an ordinary person now."

I looked at the other person's face with a frown, and then looked down at the photo in my hand.

There is nothing special in the photo, only a red light will cover one and a half, I dreamed of silently comparing the red light with the light of Gaia, and found that the two were strikingly similar, or it should be said that both belong to the original power of the giant of light, the same mystery and awe.

"This photo is..." I muttered dreamingly, and looked up at the picture in the frame on the wall, and found that the background of the two photos was somewhat similar, and if I thought about it, this was not the forest around Longsen Lake.

"These are my friends from my youth, and I haven't seen them in years." Ichiro Nakamura stood in front of the photo with his hands on his back, and there was a touch of nostalgia in his eyes.

"You took both photos at Longsen Lake, right?" I asked dreamily.

"That's right." Nakamura Ichiro bowed his head slightly, "Fate meets here and resolves here." "

The red light in that picture... Do you know each other?

"This... A bit like the light released by the red giant that day, it should be said that it was Ultraman. "