Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1226: Hirohiko Araki, Come with Us

An urban legend circulating on the Internet is also ridiculous: Mr. Araki will not grow old because he really possesses the Stone Oni Mask and is a Ripple Messenger, so he just shows it to everyone in the comics.

Especially after they saw the JO-level evolution table, they became even more suspicious.

After all, Hirohiko Araki is over 50 years old, but he still looks so young.

Is that man really immortal? Why does he seem to be getting younger as he gets older?

"There's something wrong with Araki Hirohiko, hurry up and capture him and ask him!"

The Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office took immediate action.

Hirohiko Araki is serializing JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. He has much more integrity than a certain mahjong lover and a certain fat man who runs a hospital. After all, he has maintained the serialization and update of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure for more than 30 years. His perseverance and self-discipline have surpassed more than 90% of cartoonists.

Then Araki Hirohiko heard a knock on the door, and he had to stop what he was doing and open the door.

"Who will it be at this time?"

He muttered to himself, stood up and walked towards the door.

The door slowly opened, and what came into view was a group of men in black suits and serious faces. There was tension and vigilance in their eyes, as if they were facing a potential threat.

"Hello, who are you?"

There was a hint of confusion and doubt in Araki Hirohiko's voice, and he couldn't help but wonder if this might be a prank by a TV station, or a surprise event organized by overly enthusiastic fans.

The scene before him obviously exceeded his expectations.

Fukuda Kosuke took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calmer: "Mr. Araki Hirohiko, I'm very sorry to bother you, but we have some things that require your cooperation for investigation. Please come with us."

Araki Hirohiko's face was full of confusion, and he instinctively wanted to refuse: "Please let me call my lawyer or call the police first."

Fukuda Kosuke quickly took out his ID from his pocket and showed it to Araki Hirohiko: "No need, Mr. Araki Hirohiko, I am an agent of the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office, and this is my ID. The situation is urgent, and we have to take this measure."

Hirohiko Araki's eyes fell on the certificate, and the four big words "Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office" were particularly eye-catching.

He thought to himself, this department is known for its close relationship with America and often carries out some highly confidential tasks. Why would he, an ordinary cartoonist, be involved with them?

However, before he could think too much, the agents had already begun to enter the house in an orderly manner and conduct a search.

Their movements were quick and professional, and they were obviously well trained.

The search lasted for nearly an hour, from the study to the studio, even to the bedroom and kitchen, leaving no corner untouched.

Agents searched carefully for any items that might be related to the supernatural, such as the legendary stone mask or hidden creatures such as vampires.

However, after a thorough search, they found nothing.

Everything in Hirohiko Araki's house could not be more normal, except for the walls full of comic manuscripts and books.

It can be said that they searched Hirohiko Araki's house almost thoroughly, but in the end they found nothing.

However, they could not let Hirohiko Araki go, so they took him back for investigation. The street where the incident happened, a bustling commercial street on weekdays, was now as silent as a dead place, tightly surrounded by thick yellow cordons.

Under the dim glow of street lamps, there were few people around, and only the occasional sound of sirens in the distance broke the depressing silence.

On both sides of the street intersection, several official patrol cars of the island country flashed dazzling red and blue lights, but their arrival did not seem to bring much substantial change to the tense atmosphere.

Because when the official personnel of these island countries finally arrived and prepared to take over the scene, they found that the place had already been firmly controlled by another force - the American army.

Tall military Humvees stretched across the middle of the street, forming an indestructible barrier.

American soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms, helmets and holding M4 carbines stood on both sides of the defense line as if facing a great enemy, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

Their presence not only made the air around them a little stagnant, but also discouraged those official personnel from the island country who tried to approach from making any rash moves.

Inside the cordon, a group of scientific researchers in white robes were excitedly gathered together, their eyes focused on a specific area on the ground where the legendary vampire Dio once lay.

Although Dio is nowhere to be found at this moment, researchers are still searching for possible samples with hope using various high-precision instruments.

They knew that if they could find a sample of Dio's body tissue, then there would be hope for a breakthrough in vampire research.

After all, vampires have always represented the power of immortality and longevity in human legends, which is a mystery that many scientists have dreamed of!

Naturally, they found nothing.

Luther cleaned it up thoroughly, leaving not even a drop of blood or a hair behind.

So they are destined to do useless work.

Natsukawa Masuyoshi was in even greater pain. She had lost one-tenth of her blood. For most healthy people, losing one-tenth of their blood might not immediately cause obvious symptoms.

This is because the human body can maintain blood pressure and body perfusion by constricting blood vessels, increasing heart rate, etc., thereby compensating for the decrease in blood volume.

But Natsukawa Mansuyoshi is not like most healthy people, so she experienced slight discomfort, such as slight dizziness, fatigue or palpitations.

Fortunately, the doctor said it was not serious and that it would be fine after a blood transfusion in time.

However, at this critical moment, a group of people in plain clothes and with stern faces suddenly rushed into the scene.

They ignored the doctor's advice, forcibly seized the blood transfusion equipment, and ordered medical staff to conduct blood tests and various physical examinations on Natsukawa Shinliang.

The identities of these people are self-evident - they are American scientific researchers, and they are also full of desire and enthusiasm for the study of vampires.

The targets whose blood has been sucked by vampires undoubtedly become excellent research subjects in their eyes.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and must not be missed.

Research on vampires may reveal the secret of human immortality, which is undoubtedly a huge temptation for the scientific community.

Natsukawa Masuyoshi didn't expect it to be such a big deal. She could only say that she underestimated humans' desire for vampires and that this was the second supernatural incident.

(End of this chapter)