The traveler had his head down and was looking at his phone, as if he couldn't see the odd arm. Not long after, the two took a cab and headed straight to the high-speed rail station. A few moments later, Ohori also came to his side. Sagen Takei looked in that direction for a while, but could not find the figure of the old woman that matched the description Ohori had given him. Description of the class: A "first class" that can enter any creature's dream and dominate the nightmare depending on its mental strength, with more than 50 flashbacks. The woman noticed that he really didn't seem like a bad guy and nodded, "Come on in, what do you want to see?" Ohori thought for a moment, "Meat flavor? And the wonton skin is sticky, but it doesn't seem like the skin has much flavor." She was afraid that she was wrong, trying to open her eyes wide and leaning forward, after a few moments of observation, she found that the old woman was indeed looking at herself obliquely, the direction and
About five or six minutes later, knock knock knock, there was another knock on the window. A series of questions rose up in his head, and Sagen Takei frowned without withdrawing his gaze. "Then let's stay away from the closet here and simply leave your bedroom and go to my side." Ohori suggested in a whisper again. With Sagen Takei by her side, Ohori's heart dropped and she was no longer afraid of safety issues, except for some vague concerns about herself. Sagen Takei said, "It's just isolated behind the door, whatever it is. Anyway, it can't get into the space we're in now." "It has a little sweet and sour taste." Ohori said. There were no words along the way. Ohori wondered why he suddenly asked that question and shook his head to indicate that he didn't know. Sagen Takei's guess is not unreasonable. Just now, without knowing it, he heard someone knocking in the hallway outside the living room, so he opened the bedroom door and went to the living room. No one would believe
Sagen Takei immediately held the can in his left hand, made a fist with his right hand, and smashed it on the left cheek of the old woman. This slightly obese five fingers, that black nails grow quickly, pierced Sagen Takei's pajamas, then was stopped by the protective film of black tendons just covered, making the sound of sharp knives scraping on thick cowhide. The pain in the shoulder, the teeth dripping with mucus in front of him gradually enlarged, Sagen Takei knew that his strength was still a bit short of this old woman, and even the black tendon protective film could only resist in the first few seconds, indicating that the other party's strength was still higher than his own. Ohori, on the other hand, sat on the bed and stuffed another candy into her mouth, and finding that she could still feel the sweetness, she silently spit it out again and rewrapped it in candy paper. Taking this time, Sagen Takei is also ready to run through the recent encounters in his head. Sagen T
Now the body's strength is also enhanced again, and is up to the previous absorption of an abnormal 3 times the effect of strengthening. After taking the bowl over, Sagen Takei said, "Here's a trick for you, swallowing noodles in one bite." For now, at least until an effective solution is found, Sagen Takei will keep this secret. According to the requirements, the ten prisoners on death row are to be physically ill kind, because the requirements are harsh, so this is from other cities to scrape together to get. "I'll give you the information on the special investigation team over there later." Horie Iemochi pointed to the stack of papers on the table, "I'll tell you first, the two group members over there are Mitsue Mori and Komuro Toyozo, Komuro Toyozo also joined the special investigation group not long ago, should be almost half a year. mitsue Mori is a little more experienced, but this Both of them have not fused with the static field, Mitsue Mori may be soon." Wakayoshi Washi
After about half an hour, some people were still reading the newspaper, others were leaving their little white beds and walking around the room, while others were sitting and staring. Wakayoshi Washichi put his mind at ease for the time being by increasing the number of staff in the forensic office. Only this one is more real, because this time it was not seen in a video, but right under his nose. Hirata Harunobu's lips were shivering and she kept pressing the button to call the elevator. Ding! With these words, Wakayoshi Washichi looked around the corridor and was very careful, checking each door of the confinement room to see if it was loose or had been opened. Sagen Takei fell into silence and did not speak. Sagen Takei stared at Wakasugi Shirai, who was lying behind the door of the confinement room, and who had been lying in this position since the incident in the next room, listening to the movement, and was apparently talking to Wakayoshi Washichi, who could be seen grinni
"It's possible." Sagen Takei nodded, "Otherwise I don't believe a person, even if they are smart, could have guessed that there is such an unconventional way to escape in this world." This palpitating feeling came suddenly and went quickly, and soon disappeared. "What do you want to do after you're let out?" Sagen Takei continued to ask. After a pause, Sagen Takei inwardly pondered, "Could it be that it was looking for a brain that would fit its mind control, and the previous ones were not actually pieces that would satisfy it." "Then let's follow the plan first, and you check the anomaly information database to see if there are similar anomalies available for reference on how to solve them." Sagen Takei proposed, "There is really no other way, and then your special investigation team will decide. But my attitude is that he cannot be let out." "Anomalous information from the city?" Wakayoshi Washichi's throat knot twitched. After serious consideration, he thought he still hadn't
The rain started to get heavier and heavier, and it felt like it only stopped for a while when Sagen Takei went to pick up Ohori from school, but the rest of the day was cloudy and rainy. In a short time, just as the black tendons in this palm were almost finished breaking, Sagen Takei's palm stopped swelling and began to swell. After closing the door to Ohori's astonished gaze, Sagen Takei heard the sound of the door unlocking before leaving. Wakasugi Shirai was silent at first, then repeated the terms of the deal he had made to Sagen Takei during the day. Sagen Takei could see himself in the mirror earning his keep standing in front of the shelf, but the place was empty except for himself. Wakasugi Shirai has been lying on a white sheeted crib since he ended the call with Sagen Takei, always in bed except for peeing. A few moments later, the right hand's black tendon protective film began to be swollen palm broken, but did not make a sound, just saw the twig-like black tendon b
"Bring this newspaper with you so you can easily control me?" Sagen Takei laughed. "Do you think…" said Mitsue Mori, suddenly coming forward, almost close to Sagen Takei's ear, and whispering, "Could it be Wakayoshi Washichi thief to catch a thief?" Overall, this person can be very selfish. And looking at this, the whole process did not attract attention and suspicion, it is likely that someone from the inside or someone familiar with the Sheriff's Office did it. "Has Sagen Takei arrived yet?" Wakayoshi Washichi laughed out loud, "Mr. Takei is so funny!" The screen shows a corridor, the very one outside the confinement room, and at that moment a back appeared in the corridor. "Good." Ohori smiled. "We can try first, and if we are sure we can't work together, wouldn't it be better to disband on the spot?" Sagen Takei said. When he returned to the counter after seeing this customer off, his eyes slid past the newspaper spread out on the counter, and suddenly Sagen Takei shuddere