Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 8 A Divine Decree (New Book Seeking Monthly Tickets)

There's something strange about this guy named Song Chushi.

After parting ways at the wonton shop, Han Su still accepted the recording pen. After taking the bus back to his rented room, he closed the security door tightly and covered the narrow window with curtains.

Although he wasn't afraid of the bounty posted on the black table, he had to be careful about the trouble it might bring him.

He didn't want someone to suddenly enter his room in the middle of the night, hold a knife to his neck, and slowly tell him they were there to cooperate with some investigation. Nor did he want someone to enter his room in the middle of the night to install listening devices or cameras and spy on his browsing history.

Those self-proclaimed clever private detectives and those bounty hunters who would do anything for money—anything can come to mind in their little heads, and a sudden inspiration can lead to their own downfall.

"Cape Harbor... fishermen... incantation..."

He made as many arrangements as possible, and even set up a few tricks, before opening his secondhand laptop and starting to search for a few keywords.

Compared to the bounty on the black table, Song Chushi's feelings were more complicated.

That guy looked tired, weathered, and unkempt, but when he got serious, his narrow eyes would radiate an unusually dangerous aura.

Having escaped from that monster-infested place countless times, Han Su was very sensitive to such dangers, and the last incantation he left behind inexplicably stirred a feeling of longing within him.

Does such a mystical logic of contact truly exist?

And just then, he found a way to activate this remaining mysterious power to confirm the possibility of a certain phenomenon.
Silently thinking, he took out the voice recorder from his bag and examined it carefully for a few moments.

There was nothing wrong with the pen, but Han Su's vigilance could not be so easily dispelled.

The families of the victims reacted differently after the case occurred, but overall, many were skeptical or even hostile towards them.

Looking back now, it's funny; the louder they were at the time, the faster they gave up.

On the contrary, it is the chairman of Magic Box Group and Song Chushi, who seemed somewhat restrained from the beginning, who have been unable to let go for so many years.

But regardless of whether the spell is real or fake, Han Su needs to make some preparations first.

Soon, a series of pages and news articles popped up on the brand-new second-hand computer as keywords were entered.

Han Su looked around slowly and quickly gained some understanding of this relatively remote fishing port. Located in the southwest of the East District, it was a fishing port with a strong atmosphere of mystery and religion, where people had been burned to death in the past.

The local residents are very xenophobic, which seems a bit mystical to outsiders. A simple search reveals many strangely shaped statues and churches whose origins are unclear.

As he scrolled down, the biggest news he saw was about local fishermen who claimed that the coast had been attacked by evil spirits from the sea, resulting in seven deaths and twenty-three injuries, and the destruction of churches and countless homes.

However, the news article also provided an explanation:

Subsequent investigation by the Public Security Bureau confirmed that it was merely a shootout between a group of arms smugglers.

Everything looked perfectly aligned.

Han Su took out his headphones, put them on, imported the audio from the recorder into his computer, and then reopened the dialog box with the black rose icon.

【Are you there? 】

【explain! 】

There's a spell inscribed in the mantra; could you listen to it for me and see if you can find its origin?

【…】

[These are incantations used by fishermen in Jiaogang to appease sea demons. When did you become interested in these things?]

【…】

Han Su paused for a moment, then said, "A friend gave me this incantation. He said it can activate some mysterious powers!"

The other party seemed to get serious, perhaps looking through some documents, and it took them a long time to reply:
【What is this mess? 】

I saw it in the materials; it seems to be a normal incantation. A few bytes are indistinguishable, but the general meaning is still understandable.

[Meaning: A divine decree has been issued!]

From a folkloric perspective, this is merely the language used by the fishermen of Cape Harbour during their rituals. They believe this language can be heard by the gods, inspiring them to brave the storms. It has no power to activate any mystical forces.

【…】

Han Su listened, somewhat curious: [Activate Courage?]

So, is it possible to activate the mysterious forces that remain within certain spaces or things?

Black Rose said, "No, why are you asking this? Hey, your head's already pretty muddled. You don't actually believe in these mystical things, do you?"

【…】

Hearing her say that, Han Su finally realized what was going on.

This woman's primary profession is actually a psychologist, and the police department arranged for her to provide regular psychological counseling. She's just interested in the occult and enjoys researching related things, but fundamentally, she doesn't believe in these things...

Of course, as a psychologist, Han Su also felt that she wasn't very professional.

But that makes sense. They're appointed by the Public Security Bureau, and you don't have to pay for it yourself. They use public funds, so how could they be professional?

[Just playing around when I'm bored.]

Han Su answered casually before tentatively asking, "So, in the occult, is there such a thing as a contact theory?" "My eye was blinded by a monster; could there be some mysterious power remaining in it?"

【…】

Black Rose seemed bewildered by Han Su's words, taking a while to recover. Her words, though seemingly weak, said: "Brother, you're blind, you're blind. Don't let yourself go insane."

[Don't you think, if something so miraculous were truly possible, why hasn't anything happened yet?]

Also, I like the occult, but I don't believe in it. However, even if these things were true, you should never try them out casually.

The key to mysticism lies in the word "mystery," and its logic is chaotic. If you find a fake incantation, you'll at most suffer a loss or be fooled.

But if what you find is real, then you should be careful.

【…】

At this point, she typed a row of exclamation marks, the font itself carrying a hint of warning:
Have you ever heard of the monkey claw phenomenon?

The power of the occult often works through twisted logic.

[You might dream of having a young, beautiful, and wealthy girlfriend to accompany you, and inherit her family's business, but the reality is often that a wealthy heiress who died young falls for you, her family arranges a ghost marriage for you, and then sends you to the grave to rest in peace with her.]

You might want to have more money than you can ever spend in a lifetime, or you might get hit by a car the moment you step outside, leaving you with only twenty dollars in your pocket forever.

Of course, while the concepts I'm describing are theoretically different, it's true that ordinary people suddenly encounter mysterious things, whether it's incantations, objects, or rituals.

[Essentially, all of that involves using mysterious forces to distort one's normally progressing life.]

This kind of distortion often leads to unforeseen crises.

Whether it's being targeted by something unknown, or experiencing unexpected changes in life, these often become a nightmare for ordinary people...

[The reason I've studied the occult for so long, but never tried to determine its truth or falsehood, is related to this!]

【…】

She spoke with such seriousness that even Han Su became somewhat grave: "Will I die?"

Black Rose: 【...Not really.】

Han Su said: "That's good then."

This time, Black Rose seemed a bit hesitant. After a while, her tone softened, and she said, "Of course, it's also possible that I'm overthinking it."

For this spell to work, you must know how to recite it.

[Take this incantation, for example. Although it's readily available in databases, fishermen who want to undertake the ritual need many years of practice, and it's only truly effective when recited in their local language.]

That's why your friend recorded the incantation for you.

【…】

Han Su nodded slowly, and after a long pause, replied: 【Thank you!】

【You're welcome!】

Black Rose calmly replied: 【By the way, would you like to come and visit me?】

The Public Security Bureau has been quite diligent lately. They called yesterday to ask if you had been to your doctor on time and also to inquire if they had obtained any information from you during hypnosis.

【No time. 】

【Can. 】

【…】

After ending the conversation, Han Su shut down his computer, sat down in the cramped room, and slowly closed his eyes. A subtle, strange feeling welled up inside him.

Even without Black Rose's reminder, I understand that for ordinary people, rashly venturing into these mysterious and unknown things is a double-edged sword.

Such illogical and unrealistic ideas could very well destroy one's peaceful and stable life.

There's no going back now, I don't even know where to find a way to undo my regrets.

But I'm different...

What peaceful life can I possibly have now?
As for Song Chushi, putting aside whether he is trustworthy based on intuition, logically speaking, what is the likelihood that he would harm me?

Thinking about it in a darker light, for these victims' families, I am their only clue to finding their loved ones again. So, even if they have a lot of dissatisfaction and doubts about me, how many of them would dare to take my life?

After sitting quietly for a while, when Han Su opened his eyes again, his eyes were filled with a mixture of madness and anticipation.

I picked up the recorder, slowly turned it on, and brought it to my ear.

"Hiss..."

As the static from the recorder subsided, a long, deep voice began to ring out.

"Sic erat in abysso!"

(End of this chapter)