American comic book red Superman

"Master, we have investigated Chiyo Ren's interpersonal relationships. Xiao Long believes that the Taoist temple he mentioned should be the Jing Si Taoist Temple on Mount Rhoni Moon. Although Chiyo Ren is not a staff member listed on the official website of the Jing Si Taoist Temple, Xiao Long checked the surveillance footage and found that he frequently enters the Jing Si Taoist Temple."

In the alley, the voice of the artificial intelligence dragon came through Luo Wei's headphones.

"Ah."

Luo Wei nodded. After being discovered by Shangcun, he guessed that Chi Hun had noticed something.

So Shenlong began investigating Chiyo's interpersonal relationships in order to find out where Chi Hun might be located. Unexpectedly, they actually found him. It can only be said that Chi Hun underestimated the technology of modern society and did not expect that the surveillance would expose his location.

"Master, are you going there now?"

The dragon asked.

"Of course, we need to finish this quickly."

Luo Wei was too lazy to waste any more time. He wanted to get rid of Chi Hun as soon as possible. It was already past 7 p.m. His parents had left early this morning and said they would be back around 11 p.m. before he could go out to Japan.

As for the Green Snake, the little girl was picked up by the Self-Strengthening Department around noon, presumably on a mission, which may be related to Chi Hun.

"Master, do you need navigation?"

Shenlong's Mandarin is very standard, with clear and accurate pronunciation, yet it also has a touch of childishness and electronic tone.

"No need, I heard the sounds coming from the Jingsi Taoist Temple."

Luo Wei shook his head, sprang into the air, and disappeared into the depths of the alley, leaving only a gust of wind and lingering dust, as if no one had ever been there.

Meanwhile, in a secluded base in Japan, in a conference room, a man dressed as a samurai sat at the head of a long table. His scarred face showed a solemn expression, and a black and gold mask was placed beside him. His hawk-like eyes swept over the people on either side of him.

"What are your thoughts on this mission from Jingsi Taoist Temple?"

The samurai spoke slowly, his deep voice slightly hoarse.

The five people present were none other than the Japanese.

The Superhero Association is a relatively new organization, so it only has five members, but each of them is a superhuman.

"Fujita, are you talking about the Taoist temple on Mount Roni Moon?"

A man with wings on his back looked at the warrior and said, "Jingsi Taoist Temple is quite famous. It has a history of over a hundred years. When my grandmother was still alive, she often took me to that temple. And before every exam, many people would go there to pray. It is said to be very effective. However, none of those effects have appeared on me. I dropped out of school after finishing high school. Haha, it seems that the temple only works on me."

“Shinji Nishimura, you should be glad. People often go missing in that area. Many people have mysteriously disappeared from Mount Ronnie, and their bodies have never been found.”

Samurai Fujita frowned, recalling the matter of Mount Ronnie. "Many people believe that the missing persons are somehow connected to the Jing Si Taoist Temple, thinking that someone in the temple is practicing evil arts, specifically capturing people's souls to practice their skills."

"I've heard some rumors, but no one's investigating them?"

Shinji Nishimura, the winged man, was puzzled.

"We've investigated and searched the Jingsi Taoist Temple several times, but we still haven't found anything wrong. Because the number of missing persons has decreased in recent years, because we have no clues or leads, and because of the prestige that the Jingsi Taoist Temple has accumulated over the past century, this case has gradually been shelved."

On the other end, a red-haired woman spoke slowly, her slender, white fingers spreading out as she spoke, with flames flickering faintly in between.

"Hirano Sakurada, you seem to know a lot about him."

Shinji Nishimura asked.

"I once investigated the Jingsi Taoist Temple, but unfortunately I didn't find any problems. Even the eyes of the people there looked so pure. The young man sweeping the floor had an innocent look on his face."

Hirano Sakurada, with her red hair, speaks with a regretful tone, yet it exudes a captivating charm.

"However, your regret will be made up for tonight. There really is a problem with Jingsi Taoist Temple. The higher-ups have ordered us to turn the temple upside down without any conditions."

Shinji Nishimura then asked, "Didn't China send people? When will they arrive?"

"I've already gotten off the plane and I'm on my way."

Samurai Fujita glanced at the clock on the wall and said.

What are your thoughts on Superman?

A silent, white-haired young man crossed his arms and said in a deep voice, "Today I checked all the airport surveillance footage and found that Superman got into a car. The taxi stopped by the park to drop off Superman and Uemura and then left. When I went to the park to investigate, I saw Uemura's body, but it shouldn't have been Superman who killed him. The characteristics on Uemura's body are similar to the information from China, and it also has black marks."

"Arai, why don't you tell us your thoughts first?"

The samurai Fujita looked at the white-haired youth, touched his black and gold mask, and said.

"I think Superman is a potential threat."

The white-haired young man, Arai, said.

"The Chinese side has said that Superman is also a member of the Chinese Superheroes and poses no threat. He is our teammate and will play a key role in the mission."

Shinji Nishimura frowned slightly, not quite agreeing with Arai's words.

"Superman's unauthorized trip to Japan is against the rules, and I don't think we can completely trust what the Self-Strengthening Ministry says."

"We ourselves may not even be sure of Superman's true identity, so why should we trust him?"

Arai looked displeased and couldn't resist adding a sarcastic remark: "Nishimura, are you afraid of Superman? After all, you've been talking about Superman lifting an airplane for days on end the other day."

"How...how could that be? Arai, if you keep talking nonsense, come and fight me one-on-one when we get outside!"

Shinji Nishimura slammed his fist on the table and stood up as if his hair had been standing on end. He then looked at the man in the rags who had never spoken before. The man was wrapped in gray rags all over his body, and even his eyes were not visible.

He said, "Strip, say something."

"kindness."

The man in the cloth strip nodded, responded, and then said nothing more.

"Ha, even Cloth Strip thinks you're a piece of trash. When we get out of here, I'll beat you to a pulp and prove you right."

Arai said sarcastically.

"Okay, stop arguing."

Samurai Fujita slammed his hand on the table, frowning slightly in anger, and said, "Superman is an outsider. Arai is right. We can't ignore him because Superman is also a potential threat. If Superman appears in the future, Arai and Bujo will be responsible for monitoring him."

Dididi

"The Self-Strengthening Department has arrived. The four of you should go out and greet them."

Samurai Fujita's phone beeped, and he glanced down at it.

The four of them didn't linger and all left the meeting room. They knew that time was of the essence and the mission had to be completed tonight. The reason for choosing to act at night was mainly because there were fewer tourists at the Taoist temple, so innocent people would not be harmed.

After everyone left.

Samurai Fujita sat alone in the conference room. After a moment, a small door behind him opened, and a Japanese man in a black suit walked in.

"President."

Fujita quickly stood up and said respectfully.

"Do you understand what I told you? You must get that token back. It might lead us to a more powerful force, and that will help you become stronger!"

The person in front of him was the president of the Superhero Association. He pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a dazzling light, but also unable to hide the sharp glint in his eyes.

"I understand, but why involve the Self-Strengthening Department?"

Fujita was puzzled. Dealing with Jingsi Temple was already difficult enough. If the Ziqiang Tribe got involved, wouldn't it be even more difficult to get the token back in front of everyone? After all, even if the Ziqiang Tribe was stupid, they could see the importance of the token and would definitely not let them get it back easily.

“If we don’t let them get involved, it will definitely arouse suspicion. The Chinese are shrewd. Besides, with the Self-Strengthening Corps helping, the mission will be much easier. And this is Japan, so you have the initiative. You know what to do.”

The president pointed his fingertip at his temple.

"What about Superman? He's no pushover."

Fujita recalled the various stories about Superman that came from China.

"Don't worry, Superman is strong, but not so strong that he is omnipotent. He has been more mythologized by the Chinese media. After all these years, China has finally produced a decent superhero."

The chairman picked at his fingernails, looked at Fujita, and said, "You can't even handle Superman?"

"I can."

Upon hearing this, Fujita lowered his head slightly, then looked up again. The chairman in front of him was gone. His gaze was solemn. He picked up the black and gold mask on the table, put it on, tightened the katana at his waist, and strode out of the conference room.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang.

The ceiling light swayed violently a few times, its light flickering on and off.

[PS: These Japanese superheroes are original creations because DC hasn't written many superhero stories about Japan. Of course, it could also be because they're too niche; I haven't seen them (I only read one Japanese comic, but the story is set in ancient times, when Japan was still embroiled in internal strife and war, which doesn't fit the timeline, so I didn't use any Japanese superheroes from the original work).]

Chapter 61-060: Superman Sweeps Through Japan (Part 3)

Mount Roni is not a world-famous mountain, but it has a considerable reputation in Japan. Of course, the most important reason is that a Taoist temple named Jing Si Taoist Temple was built in the mountains a hundred years ago. Over the years, it has gradually made a name for itself in Japan. Not only local residents, but also many people from the surrounding areas and Japan would come to visit. It is said that the gods in the temple can protect people and bring peace. Therefore, Jing Si Taoist Temple is always crowded with people during festivals or important events.

It was late at night, but the secluded path leading to Jingsi Taoist Temple was still bustling with people. Perhaps it had rained lightly, as the steps were damp and raindrops were dripping from the trees.

Fearing that he would disturb the enemy, Luo Wei did not choose to fly. Instead, he followed the stone steps and walked through the secluded forest. Soon, he saw an ancient Chinese-style Taoist temple in front of him. Using his super vision to see through the building, he could tell that the layout of the Jing Si Taoist Temple was similar to that of Pei Xushan's courtyard in Sichuan and Chongqing. Both were in harmony of yin and yang, divided into two poles, and the layout was neat and orderly. There was a stone statue standing in the temple.

"Sorry, we have to close now. We can only let people out, not in."

At the entrance, a child stopped a couple. It seemed that it was too late and Jing Si Taoist Temple was about to close. Although Taoist temples look grand and elegant, they have regulated business hours and can't be open 24 hours a day.

However, a mere doorman couldn't stop Luo Wei, especially since he had no intention of entering through the main gate. While the doorman and the couple were arguing, he had already entered the dojo in the blink of an eye.

"interesting."

After entering, Luo Wei carefully observed the structure of the Taoist temple again and found that there were no modern facilities inside. There wasn't even a power cord in sight. The rooms were lit by kerosene lamps or candles, which showed that the owner of the temple was very cautious.

Just before entering, Luo Wei saw a rule at the entrance to collect electronic devices. Everyone entering the Taoist temple must temporarily store all electronic devices, including watches, at the gatehouse.

This phenomenon further convinced Luo Wei that the owner of the Taoist temple was Chi Hun, who was far more cautious than he had imagined. No wonder he had been hiding for a hundred years without being detected by the underworld. If it weren't for the recent door knocker incident, Chi Hun could probably have continued to hide like this.

"On the surface, the Jingsi Taoist Temple appears to have no problems."

Luo Wei searched the Taoist temple thoroughly. There were Taoist boys resting in the rooms, and many tourists were walking out of the main hall. No one made a loud noise, and the temple was quiet. The wind blowing the candles could be heard clearly.

Jingsi Taoist Temple appears to be just an ordinary Taoist temple, sacred and serene, detached from worldly affairs. Each young Taoist priest seems kind and gentle, with no trace of hostility in their eyes, and even when tourists argue with them, they show no displeasure.

But all of this seems too bizarre; the perfection of Jingsi Taoist Temple is precisely its biggest problem.

Instead of rushing to search for clues in every house, Luo Wei chose to conceal his presence and reduce his visibility by standing in a dark corner. Even if someone walked by, they wouldn't notice that someone was standing in the corner.

Until the swim

After all the guests left, the young Taoist priests returned to their rooms to rest, chatting and laughing. The Jing Si Taoist Temple fell into silence. Only then did Luo Wei begin to move. However, just as he was about to go to the main hall to take a look,

But then they discovered that a stealthy figure had also entered the main hall and was standing in front of the stone statue, bowing repeatedly. Suddenly, the stone statue split in two, revealing a deep passageway, and strange runes were faintly visible on the statue.

"It's the kind of rune I saw in the underworld."

Luo Wei recognized the runes; they were the runes engraved on the palace of Yama, the King of Hell in the underworld. It was these runes that had rendered his super vision ineffective.