Academy City Temperature Control

"what happened?"

Saten-san's head was a little dizzy. He looked at Akemi who suddenly fell to the ground and was speechless. His phone suddenly vibrated, as if some message had been sent.

On the other side, Misaka-senpai finally arrived at the Mizuho Institutional Hospital. She was still out of breath because she ran too fast, but she still seemed to be in much better condition than Natsume Sonoko.

"Let's go in quickly." Misaka-senpai said anxiously.

"I am the Disciplinary Committee member Shirai Kuroko. I want to know the prisoner's recent situation." Taking out the Discipline Committee member's armband, Shirai said seriously.

"We have tried our best, but he still shows no signs of waking up."

"There is no damage to his whole body, including his brain. He has just been unconscious. In addition, similar cases have been sent to us in the past few days, but we also have no clue." The doctor in charge of the comatose person explained. The current situation, but the cause of the coma could not be found at all, and he was still confused.

"I don't know the cause of the coma. Can I see the patient's information?" Shirai-san held his chin in thought.

"of course can."

While Shirai-san and Misaka-senpai were communicating with the doctor, Natsume Sonoko had already arrived in a ward, and an unconscious girl with a double-headed head was lying on the bed.

Chapter 53 The longing that cannot be given up

In the hospital, Natsume Sonoko just came out of Shigefuku Shoho's ward, looking a little depressed and in a bad mood.

"Is Shigefuku Shoho-san okay?" Sensing the strange look on Natsume Sonoko's face, Misaka-senpai asked with some concern.

"Just like the doctor said, he fell into a coma and can't be woken up." Natsume Sonoko said silently.

"Actually, because the hospital's equipment and personnel are not yet able to handle this incident, we specially hired an expert in brain physiology from the outside. However, for unknown reasons, this expert has not shown up since yesterday. "The middle-aged doctor pushed his eyes and said with some shame.

"Expert? Brain physiology?" Shirai thought thoughtfully, and suddenly remembered something.

"Is it Haruso Kiyama from the AIM Analysis Research Institute?"

"That's right, even this expert, her achievements in brain physiology are obvious to all." The middle-aged doctor nodded and said, looking at Shirai Kuroko in surprise, as if he did not expect that this expert's reputation is not even close to Feng Ji. All the members are aware of it.

"In this case, the expert is no longer able to come to the hospital. Just this morning, she was listed as a criminal by the security guard."

Shirai-san affirmed that the information of the security officer system and the discipline committee are interoperable to a certain extent, and both sides can understand a little bit of each other's developments.

"Then this teacher Haruso Kiyama is very likely to be one of the murderers who produced or spread Fantasy Tamatera."

Misaka-senpai held her chin and said solemnly, imitating the expression of Sherlock Holmes when he was judging a case, and a series of reasoning and arguments were going on in his mind.

"Onee-sama, where did you get this speculation?" Shirai-san sighed helplessly, seeming to doubt Misaka-senpai's speculation.

"That's not necessarily true. I think it makes sense." Natsume Sonoko nodded in agreement.

"How does this make sense?" Shirai-san seemed to think that the two people's thinking was too out of the ordinary, and quickly retorted.

"Think about it, there was a large-scale coma incident just now, and today this brain expert was judged as a criminal. Shouldn't there be some connection between them?" Misaka-senpai said matter-of-factly. , I feel that my speculation is well founded.

"Sister-sama, the charge of Haruso Kiyama's arrest was intentional injury, not the so-called culprit of the coma incident. It's just a coincidence, a coincidence!" Shirai-san said again, rubbing his head in distress.

On the contrary, Natsume Sonoko looked at Misaka-senpai in surprise. This intuition was too powerful. She was indeed a railgun-senpai.

The doctors still had to do rounds, and after explaining the situation to Natsume Sonoko and others, they left. The three of them sat on a bench in the hospital and discussed countermeasures.

"In this case, don't we have no clues?" Misaka-senpai said helplessly.

"Actually, that's not the case. We can still trace the original audio publisher of Phantasm Master, but the other party is too hidden, and there is no useful information so far." Shirai-san frowned and thought hard about something.

"And you can also investigate the transactions between Fantasy Controller users. There will always be some clues."

While several people were discussing, Natsume Sonoko went to see Shigefuku Shoho-san a few more times.

When they came back, they saw Misaka-senpai and Shirai-san talking to a strange-looking old man.

This old man looks exactly like a certain toy. He is wearing a white coat. The top of his head is bare, with only some white hair remaining on the sides.

With a gentle and kind smile on his face, he looked like an ordinary old man.

"The real-life version of Guita." Natsume Sonoko felt a bit happy for no reason, and she really had an extremely recognizable appearance.

It's wrong to judge a book by its appearance. Natsume Sonoko quickly put her thoughts into perspective and hurried forward to join them.

"Hello, little girl." The real-life version of Guota paused and greeted Natsume Sonoko with a smile.

"Nice to meet you." Natsume Sonoko responded immediately.

"I recently checked the brain waves of all comatose people, and found a very interesting phenomenon. It seems that under the influence of something, which is what you call the fantasy master, the brain waves of the crowd become the same."

"In fact, everyone's brain waves are different, so it is impossible to read the same waveform on the machine. It is strange that this phenomenon happens."

"Excuse me, can we check the brain wave images?"

After Shirai listened carefully to the old man's words, he asked eagerly. It seemed that they had finally found a very valuable clue.

"Of course. I saw that you were investigating, and I originally wanted to provide some useful clues. It would be best if I could solve the incident one step ahead. I was also very anxious when I saw everyone unconscious."

The doctor, who many people call the ghost hunter in the underworld, said that in fact, the hospital did not invite him to come for treatment, but out of his original intention of treating illnesses and saving lives and prioritizing human life, he still took the initiative to come and help.

Several people came to an office, and Dr. Netherland Soul Chaser turned on the computer and retrieved a large number of patients' brain wave patterns.

Surprisingly, the waveforms of these patterns are surprisingly similar, and the similarity between various ripple patterns can reach 90.00%.

"Can such a thing be done?" Shirai-san muttered to himself thoughtfully, seeming a little confused.

"If someone forcibly changes other people's brainwave models, it will have a great impact on other people. In fact, many people should be able to support it for a while based on their physical conditions, but recently it seems that someone is occupying their brains for high-intensity training. Calculation, this is why the body cannot persist." The ghost chasing doctor replied affirmatively.

"So they are all being used as computers. What kind of witness did they do this?" Misaka-senpai seemed to be stimulated by the fact, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"It should be your job to investigate the real murderer and his motives." The ghost-hunting doctor turned around and said.

"The users of these fantasy gauntlets all have similar brainwaves, so as long as we investigate the owner of this brainwave, we should be able to find clues to the murderer." Natsume Sonoko, who was standing nearby and had not moved for a long time, suddenly said, with a look on her face. He looked worried.

"You are such a smart little girl, but looking at you, you seem to have a lot on your mind. It doesn't matter."

"It's okay, I'm just a little worried about my friend." Natsume Sonoko said hesitantly, as if she had made some decision in her heart.

Just as he was about to go back, a few more students who were unconscious using Fantasy Controllers were sent, including Saten Ruiko's classmate who hurried to the hospital, and happened to meet Natsume Sonoko and others.

"Raiko, what happened?" Misaka-senpai asked with concern

"Akimei... they, they... all fainted, and it's all my fault. They know clearly that they are incompetent, but they still have illusions." Saten-san's face had some tears and some knots. He stammered, his face full of regret.

"What exactly is going on? Tell us quickly." Shirai was also a little worried. He wiped away the tears on Saten Ruiko's face and then asked.

"It's Fantasy Controller, I downloaded it from a music website..."

After roughly understanding what happened, Natsume Sonoko and others also learned the specific news.

"Uiharu-san, hurry up and block this music website. There is a download link for Fantasy Mitsuru on it." After listening to Saten-san's words, Shirai-san immediately called Uiharu-san.

"It's hidden in these websites. Fortunately, Saten-san is fine." Misaka-senpai breathed a sigh of relief, but then looked at Saten Ruiko-san with some worry.

"Saten-san is fine, that's great."

Natsume Sonoko breathed a sigh of relief at this meeting. Great, Saten-san is fine.

"No, Uiharu said that the holder must be destroyed, but I have always been reluctant to let go. Later, I heard Akemi and the others said that they wanted to fantasize about the hand..." Holding his head, Saten-san suddenly collapsed and said.

"I hate myself when I am powerless, but I really can't give up my longing for ability."

Chapter 54 Two Mushan Chunsheng

"Is lv0 a defective product? Because he gained the ability through cheating, is he being used as a prop? He knew clearly that there was a huge risk behind it, but he still took action without hesitation, but ended up hurting everyone. .”

Saten-san sat on his knees and muttered feebly to himself.

Shirai-san wanted to say something, but couldn't, so he could only remain silent.

"Don't worry, leave it to me to take care of your friends. Now your task is to investigate the fantasy master and end this farce as soon as possible." The ghost-hunting doctor walked out of the corner and patted him with relief. Patting Saten Ruizi on the shoulder, he spoke.

"Don't worry, even if you use Fantasy Controller, just treat it as a nap. When you wake up, your friends will have solved everything smoothly. You must believe in everyone's efforts." Netherland Chaihun said seriously. He said to Saten Ruiko-san with an encouraging smile on his face.

"That's right, just leave it to us." Natsume Sonoko nodded vigorously and said, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"It doesn't matter, even if you fall asleep, I will wake you up right away, wake up Saten-san, wake up Akemi-san, wake up all the sleeping people, so please leave everything to me. Shirai My classmates, Natsume-san, Misaka-senpai, everyone is working hard for the same goal, so Saten-san doesn’t have to worry at all!”

Uiharu-san's voice with some vibrato came from Shirai-san's cell phone, and one could hear Uiharu-san's inner uneasiness.

"When the time comes, Saten-san will definitely say something like, 'Let me sleep for another five minutes.'"

"Even if I don't have the ability, isn't Saten-san still pulling me forward?"

"Saten-san is my best friend. So... please don't... talk about such sad things."

The crying voice of Uiharu's classmate came over the phone, making everyone's hearts tremble involuntarily.

"Sister-in-law, we already have the brain wave map. I have to rush back to branch 177 immediately to check the library information." Shirai, who was a little silent, suddenly said.

"Let me help. After all, this matter involves Saten-san." Misaka-senpai pursed her lips and looked a little depressed.

"I understand."

"Leave it to me at the Aim Analysis Research Institute. After all, it is a clue that may be related." Natsume Sonoko took the initiative to say not knowing where the courage came from.

"But that place is now in ruins. I heard that Harusi Kiyama is still lingering around there." Shirai-san said hesitantly.

"Don't worry, there's only so much I can do for Saten-kun."

Natsume Sonoko naturally understands the existence of the treatment program, so as long as she can get that program from Haruso Kiyama, everything is still in time.

"Okay, then let's set out separately."

....Ordinary dividing lines....

The Aim Analysis Research Institute was now in ruins. The building of the research institute collapsed, and the cars parked nearby were also damaged. They were basically smashed into discus by scattered stones.

From a distance, you can see the guard's armored vehicle parked nearby, and an extra-long yellow blockade has been pulled up to prevent anyone from approaching.

"Did something pass over there?" A security guard took off his helmet, rubbed his eyes, and looked strangely at a corner not far away. He seemed to vaguely see the outline of a person.

"I didn't see anything. Is it your imagination?" Another security guard also looked around for a while, but found nothing.

Passing through the blockade smoothly, Natsume Sonoko has almost arrived inside the aim analysis institute.

This is the first time I have tried to use optical refraction. The hot air rises within a certain range, causing the medium through which the light passes to change. However, it is far from the level of total reflection like a mirror. But if you just focus on one The angle can also achieve an effect similar to invisibility, but if you look at it from another angle, it will still look the same.

Natsume Sonoko was a little surprised by the extent of the research institute's destruction. The building seemed to have been cut open by countless laser-like sharp weapons, the ground became pitted, and even the load-bearing wall was broken in the middle, revealing a very neat cut mark.

"The original appearance is completely unrecognizable. Now I can't find Haruso Kiyama's office." Natsume Sonoko was a little anxious, what if the treatment program was broken during the battle with the security guard.

After rummaging through the ruins for a while, Natsume Sonoko reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​continuing to search, and stood there feeling at a loss.

"Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, a hoarse and tired voice came from Natsume Sonoko's ear.

Natsume Sonoko looked back and saw a woman wearing a white coat sitting in the corner of the ruins.

The white coat on his body was still intact, as if he had not encountered any battle, but his whole person showed a trace of extreme fatigue.

"Counting the fourth Atomic Breaker in Academy City, you are the fourth batch of people who came to see me today." Getting up from the ground, Kiyama Haruso said in a dull tone, his face still pale. Feng Qing couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"I already know your purpose very clearly, so there is no need for you to explain it yourself." Haruso Kiyama pointed at his head and said with a self-deprecating tone.

"Do you have telepathy?" Natsume Sonoko said in surprise.

"To be precise, it is memory reading and writing. It can read and change memories. However, for people with too strong brains, they can only simply read the most recent memory."

"Oh, by the way, you probably want this." Taking out a player and a chip from his pocket, Kiyama Harusheng said calmly.

"Your guess is correct. I am the one who invented the Fantasy Controller, and just as you imagined, I also invented a treatment program. There will be no sequelae, everything will return to its original state, and no one will be sacrificed."

"Now that you know everything, please give me the treatment procedures for Fantasy Controller." Natsume Sonoko said anxiously.

"Although I am willing to leave it to you, it is not possible right now. If I use the treatment procedure now, the monster will go berserk."

Kiyama Harusi suddenly said something unclear, leaving Natsume Sonoko a little confused.

"That monster has now not only accepted my consciousness, but due to its huge computing power, it has unknowingly become the aggregate of all fantasy guru users' aim diffusion positions, carrying the collective subconscious of all owners, that is to say Once the network of the Fantasy Master is completely removed and it loses my control, it will completely go berserk."

Kiyama Chunsheng said with some difficulty, his eyes became red, his pupils were bleeding, and his brain seemed to be under tremendous pressure.

"What do you mean?"

Although what you said seems very serious, Natsume Sonoko doesn't understand it at all. This seems to be different from the plot.

"It's nothing. I will try my best to kill its consciousness and let the fantasy hand user's subconscious escape, and then everything will return to the way it was before. It's a pity that it was obviously about to succeed, but it was destroyed by the atomic collapse." Continuing to fall to the ground, Kishan Chunsheng had a look of regret on his face.

"I still don't understand, what kind of monster is this? I just want a treatment procedure."

In a natural park a few kilometers away from the Aim Analysis Research Institute, a guy who looked exactly like Harusi Kiyama was standing on a fallen tree, his eyes dull, and he stood motionless.

However, around this 'Mushan Chunsheng', there were people from three parties surrounding him, and they were all ready.