Ordinary Kihara is the Strongest in Education

The man fell silent.If Kihara was really knocked down by Accelerator, he might have a chance to be saved.

他 说:

"Anyway, you can't win Mr. Shuduo and Mr. Tianti. You have no possibility of winning at that level. Even if you find a way to counter Mr. Shuduo, how do you deal with the simple What about Mr. Celestial, who relies on strength to crush you?"

"Maybe. But you can't win either. If you want to win, live to see the last one, and then shut up now, don't bother me, is the bleeding too little? I think you're in good spirits?"

Accelerator rummaged through the body bag-like synthetic leather bag to see what else could be used other than a shotgun.He found some kind of machine.

It is shaped like a pistol with a silencer attached, with a microphone-like spongy sensor at the front.On the top of the grip—the part that is equivalent to a hammer for a pistol, there is a small LCD screen of about three centimeters.

"...that's an olfactory sensor."

Probably seen from the central rearview mirror, the man from the "Hound Troop" replied.

"That's what businesses use in perfumes or deodorants, diverted to military use..."

"Simply put, it's a mechanized police dog?"

This thing should be more sensitive than a dog.If the sensory information is digitized, just extract the necessary things from the multiple mixed smells and register them in the memory,

Odors can be classified into several categories, each with a similar molecular structure.The enemy should be cut in from this part.

"We've been using that to track the tracks of our targets. The effect is quick and sure. I've never seen a man who was being targeted by Mr. Shouto and survived..."

"—"

Accelerator showed a bored expression.

He had absolutely no objection to the defeat of the "Hound Army".But he doesn't like the pattern of being "surprised by opponents" often.He prefers the composition of his own "surprise attack on the opponent".

"It's no use even driving. Just track the smell of the tires to find this van, then track your smell, and you're done. We won't give up until we catch each other. This should be found soon. "

Accelerator listened to the man's words and fiddled with the smell sensor.

"How is this used? Maybe it can be used to find that kid."

"......impossible."

The man said with a smile.It was a very pale, dry laughter.

"The 'Hound Dog Unit' has a cleaning agent that eliminates olfactory sensors, and it can interfere with the molecular structure of smells to some extent. So even if you use it at the attack site, you can't grasp anything..."

According to the man, the cleaning agent is divided into two types: spraying on the members' clothes and distributing it on the scene afterwards.

"Do you have that detergent?"

"I've used it long ago. But the units are different. Tracking footprints and erasing footprints are separate jobs..."

Accelerator clicked his tongue.

Just knowing that there are substances that can fool the olfactory sensor can be considered a gain.

Accelerator dropped the smell sensor and said:

"...I have nothing to ask. You, stay there and don't move."

"babble!?"

The man in the driver's seat made a terrified voice, sensing the vibrating breath of the back seat.

You will still be killed.

The man thought so, but unexpectedly, Accelerator moved towards the doorless entrance.He was going out.

"You... where are you going?"

"Ah? Of course, I'm going to defeat the bastard Kiharajuta and the scumbag Kihara Celestial to save that kid."

Hearing his impatient answer, the man was dumbfounded.

"Why don't you give up? No matter where you flee, Mr. Kihara will kill you with a smile, and you don't have time to prepare for the battle at all. The control is all in the hands of the opponent, so you should go?"

"of course."

"...What is the basis for such an immediate answer? Immersed in this kind of world, you should be very aware of what kind of bad situation you are in? Not only Mr. Shutuo, but Mr. Tianti is the most terrifying guy, completely Can't see what he's trying to do, if Mr. Shuto is the type of person who will kill you if you do something wrong, then Mr. Celestial just doesn't know why, and he'll probably cut you into pieces. "

"How do I know? And I know those two bastard researchers better than you, but I was beaten hard."

Accelerator said.

In order to contact Dr. Frogface, he put his hand on the backseat entrance that lacked the door.

Accelerator looked at the member of the hound unit who was watching through the rear-view mirror, nervously moving by himself.

"How would a useless peaceful idiot like me know?"

three hundred and fifth

"So who are those guys?"

Kamijou Touma whispered to the girl next to him to confirm.

It was a black-haired girl, probably a high school student, who looked similar to Kamijou.

However, because he was not wearing a school uniform, but a casual dress, he even wore some kind of ski mask on his face, and the LOGO on it seemed to be something from a big brand.However, although Kamijou couldn't see the other party's appearance, Kamijou Touma could vaguely feel some kind of suppressed emotion fluctuating in the girl's body during the battle just now, and the undulating shoulders during the battle felt like It's unnatural to hold back a smile.

Besides Kamijou and the black-haired girl, there was a small figure wrapped in a blanket curled up in Kamijou's arms.

(What is going on in this city now?)

Facing the blank paper without any answer, the young man was sweating coldly.

Kamijou couldn't move because of this situation, and suddenly there was movement in front of him.

And the last piece of the curled body suddenly broke free from Kamijou's arms, ran outside the eaves, and squatted beside the fallen man, playing with the equipment.She suddenly raised her head as though she had noticed something, and hurriedly ran towards Kamijou and the black-haired girl.

Her cold, rain-soaked hands grabbed Kamijou and the black-haired girl's hands and kept pulling, as if a child was dragging their parents to the toy store.

"Come on, Misaka Misaka urges you to be vigilant."

Her voice was very urgent.

"They are here, and Misaka is hiding in the alley and reporting."

Kamijou was pulled by the last work and hid in the dark of a nearby car, frowning.

"'who are they?"

"The hound of Academy City."

Kamijou Touma didn't know the meaning of "hound" in the girl's mouth, but also because of his nervousness, he couldn't be distracted too much.

Nearby drains were clogged with fallen leaves, and a pool-like pool of water was formed around the car.Just stepping in a little, the socks were completely soaked in water.

But he had no time to complain.The low sound of the engine came.

A strange black van approached with its headlights turned off.

The car made a crept-like low exhaust sound and stopped at the place where the man in black fell. The sliding door at the back of the car opened, and people wearing the same equipment got off one after another.At first glance, there were about ten people.With such a number, even if the opponent does not have a weapon in his hand, he will definitely not win.Not to mention the absolute disparity in numbers, even if it is one-on-one, Kamijou Touma is not arrogant enough to use the skills of an ordinary high school student to win a guy who looks like a professional soldier at first glance, right?

and......

"...Damn, where did they get so many guns?"

Kamijou couldn't help but whisper.

The men in black all had submachine guns hanging on their shoulders, and probably had pistols and grenades on their bodies.

They didn't look like the security guards in Academy City. They were different from the stern and fierce guards they usually saw, but they were full of warmth. These guys smelled of danger all over their bodies.Undoubtedly bad intentions.

There was a sense of tension around these people, as if Kamijou would be shot as soon as they were spotted.

No, I'm afraid even if it wasn't for Kamijou Touma and the others, maybe a primary school student inadvertently broke into their range, they wouldn't have any hesitation to start shooting, right?

Kamijou didn't know who they were or what their purpose was, but even Kamijou Touma could sense the abnormal tension in them and the worry about not getting something done.

Kamijou couldn't see their eyes, because of the standard helmets, Kamijou Touma couldn't see their faces, but he was sweating profusely from fear and nervousness.

Kamijou looked at his right hand. The fantasy killer possessed by this hand could easily block the level 5 superpower's railgun, instantly obliterate the level 5 superpower's non-elemental substance, and even eliminate a certain monster. The researcher's self-augmenting right hand.

However, it has absolutely no effect on bullets that have nothing to do with the power of supernatural powers.If hit by a bullet, his right hand is no different from an ordinary arm, and the bullet will tear him through the flesh, and anything goes through the other side.

Or worse, the scattered shrapnel would rip through his aorta, and then nothing.

The man in black picked up his colleague who had fallen on the road (probably) and shoved it roughly into the car.Those men in black were defeated by the black-haired girl next to Kamijou. The other party seemed to be a high-level telekinetic person. The other party's bullets could not get close to her body at all, and they easily subdued more than ten people. armed men.Especially the punch that pierced through the power of the boxcar that the opponent drove, Kamijou Touma seemed to see the shadow of a certain blond monster researcher, in fact, Kamijou Touma felt that the girl was fighting...

It is simply a low-profile Kihara celestial body.

Kamijou Touma judged that, although he couldn't say why.

Moreover, Kamijou Touma is not so worried that his heart is beating wildly at present, and the reason is this girl.

The sixth of Academy City, a superhuman named Lan Huayue.

At least that's what the girl claims to be, and combined with her previous fighting strength, Kamijou Touma can't be sure whether she is telling the truth or not. If it is a few months of Kamijou Touma, she may not hesitate to believe that any prize hope is pinned on her. on the body?

But after seeing the "Saint", "Angel" and "Maximum Spiritual Equipment" on the magic side, "Monster Researcher" on the science side and so on, Kamijou Touma felt that the girl in front of him was too ordinary. If she was the kind of person who could blow up an entire street at will, Kamijou would probably choose to "try" to believe she was the real sixth, right?

While the people in black not far away were doing this work, there were other people doing other actions.A man is carrying three transparent cylinders of [-]-liter bottles in series.A nozzle was attached to the bottom of the container, and the man held the nozzle like he was holding up a flamethrower.

"That's acidd, and Misaka Misaka calls it a generic name."

"what is that?"

"Acid purification...that is, spraying a special weak acid to remove DNA information such as fingerprints and bloodstains. Misaka Misaka obtained information from the evidence annihilation guide."

"..."

Kamijou thought, this is the slot.

That group prepared such exaggerated equipment must have felt the need to annihilate the evidence.You can imagine what these guys will do when they spot witnesses,

The conclusion is-

(—If it turns into this situation, I’m not confident that I can escape!)

The throat made a "gumbling" sound.

It felt that even such a voice was likely to be heard by the man in black over there.Kamijou couldn't tell whether it was raindrops or cold sweat that wet his body against his T-shirt.

Can only wait silently for the other party to leave,

Don't find out, don't find out, he prayed in his head,

Clap, the sound of water entered my ears.

"—"