I am a god in Tokyo

Damon staggered up, sat on the ground, and watched these people go away.

Poker face.

"Come out."

He said.

Accompanied by strange noises, a drenched woman walked out from behind the water tank on the roof.

Sansumi Mikoto.

As Kasumigaoka had guessed, the forensic doctor had followed him a long time ago, and using the walking bracelet, he came to the factory before the SWAT team sneaked in.

She's waiting for her chance,

Wait for a chance to know the truth.

"Why?" The forensic doctor stepped forward, holding tightly behind his back the breastplate that had not been returned to Jing Muyan.

"15 years ago, why did the Eternal Sleep Conference create such an incident?"

Damon looked up in surprise.

Until then,

It was only then that Sansumi Mikoto saw clearly the state of the young man at this time, his body was rapidly aging, visible to the naked eye, with wrinkles and gray hair.

He is going to die.

"Fifteen years ago...why did you want to know about this?"

The aging youth asked calmly.

The forensic doctor adjusted his breathing.

"My parents and younger brother were involved in the sacrifice event of the Eternal Sleep Society 15 years ago."

"I want to know the truth. Why did the Eternal Sleep Conference hold such a sacrifice? What kind of organization are you guys? Why haven't I been able to find anything in the past 15 years?"

Damon looked at the forensic doctor with pity.

"If I say—"

"The group sacrifice 15 years ago was a salvation activity of the Society of Eternal Sleep, would you believe it?"

Group sacrifice, salvation?

How could Misumi Mikoto believe it!

but--

From the very beginning, her ability 'emotion perception' has been activated, and she wants to know the other party's true thoughts.

People lie, emotions don't.

When Damon said this sentence,

There was nothing unusual about his mood.

This is the truth!

"impossible."

The forensic doctor staggered back, his face turned pale, and he couldn't believe it.

The Society of Eternal Sleep she hated, the Society of Eternal Sleep that killed her whole family, should be a cult.

The sacrifice 15 years ago was a complete cult activity.

What does this have to do with salvation?

"The Church of Eternal Sleep is just a part of the organization." Damon said calmly: "Besides the Council of Eternal Sleep, there are three other sects. Each sect has different teachings, but the core is the same—"

He was getting older and his skin was covered with age spots.

"The world you thought was not what you thought it was." Coughing several times, the aging young man raised his head: "Why did the Eternal Sleep Society develop so fast 15 years ago, and then disappear so quickly without a trace?"

"What is the organization behind you, who is supporting you?"

The forensic doctor squatted down and looked directly into the young man's eyes.

"I just want to know the truth."

The old man had a smile on his face.

"The meeting of eternal sleep, the valley of the windless, the fire that does not burn, the land of silence." His voice was hoarse: "We are just the old days——"

Bang!

His head exploded like a watermelon, pouring the forensic doctor all over his head and face.

There was also the sound of gravel cracking on the ground.

Sansumi Mikoto stared blankly, there was a deep bullet hole in the ground, and traces of sniper bullets stuck in it could still be seen.

Uehara Satoru, who was observing in the dark, was also shocked by this shot.

It's hard to hear some news,

just this?

It's just as hateful as some authors deliberately stuck the plot out of chapters.

Satoru Uehara looked in the direction of the sniper, his body swayed slightly, and he crossed the distance in an instant to the room of the residential building outside the factory.

"mission completed!"

The foreign woman with a good figure and a heroic figure exhaled lightly, and quickly put away the sniper rifle.

"The target has been killed, there is no abnormality."

When she packed her equipment, she couldn't see Uehara Satoru standing in front of her.

The woman quietly went downstairs with her cello bag on her back. At the back door, there was already an off-road vehicle waiting.

In the carriage was the mercenary team that Uehara Satoru had seen in the manga exhibition.

It's just that he didn't expect

These mercenaries are real mercenaries.

Because they are not psychics and have no spiritual thread, they were ignored by Uehara Satoru.

"Why did the BOSS ask us to kill Damon?"

Among the mercenaries, the second child was very puzzled.

"Didn't the boss want to capture the shining person? I thought he would ask us to capture each other alive?"

"Who knows?"

Sister Yu sniper shrugged and smiled.

"But this sum, we have made a lot of money, boss, let's use this money to have a good time!"

The car drove, and the mercenary left laughing.

Uehara Satoru watched the car go away and did not continue to follow.

*

Rewind time 5 minutes ago,

Damon was shot in the head, Uehara Satoru fled away.

Only the forensic doctor was left staring at the fallen body in a daze.

She gritted her teeth and stood up, about to leave.

But suddenly his eyes widened.

I saw a translucent soul body protruding from the corpse on the ground, which turned out to be the youth version of Damon.

He stood up in a little confusion, saw Misumi Mikoto next to him, and then looked at the translucent body, and immediately understood his situation.

suddenly,

Damon looked up at the sky, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"So it is, so it is!"

He laughed wildly.

Laughing wildly, blood and tears flowed from both eyes, and the illusory soul body suddenly exploded, turning into countless dots.

This is the first time Sansumi Mikoto saw the real soul body,

next moment,

The center of her brow twitched, and the chaotic sound of chanting sutras appeared in her ears. The 'relic' inserted between her brows by Master Qingfang strengthened her abilities in an instant.

Among the star dots, there were a few dark particles of light that dissipated too slowly, rushing towards her as if attracted.

Then blend into her eyebrows.

this moment,

There are residual pictures appearing in her mind,

Has a memory that doesn't belong to her, and blends into her memory.

With a mood that does not belong to her, it merges into her mood.

The forensic doctor stumbled to his feet,

She turned her head to look downstairs, the dark clouds in the sky were slowly dissipating, and she could see the sunlight pouring in from behind, blurring the clouds and illuminating the sky and the earth.

I love this world,

The last love from the youth for the world came to mind.

Apart from this feeling,

In Sansumi Mikoto's memory, there were three more unknown rituals.

Link to the gods to obtain the divine enlightenment ceremony of blessing.

The source is unknown, and it is also a ritual used by Damon to control flash pollution and create new life.

and the last one,

From the "meeting of eternal sleep", it is a sacrificial ceremony that makes life sleep and never wakes up.

PS: there is another chapter

Chapter 120 Reversal of the Flash Infection

It was dawn.

The chemical factory located in Katsushika Ward is still blocked.

Imamura Yuyoshi turned his head and looked, the battlefield between the sword hero and the infected body was isolated by the staff, and the scientific researcher wearing a sterile isolation suit walked through the gray-green, dead vegetation area.

Apart from these researchers,

There are also police officers who are in a hurry, rushing in and out, either investigating the situation of the wounded, or appeasing the emotions of the workers.

"Imamura Police Department, the cause of Damon's death has been found out!"

Someone came in a hurry.

"He died with an M200 sniper rifle." The policeman spread out the transparent ziplock bag, which contained a deformed brass bullet: "The 10.36MM bullet has an effective shooting range of two kilometers. This is not a weapon we are equipped with. "

Imamura Yuyoshi pursed his lips, looking serious.

He glanced at the corpse that had been placed on a stretcher and covered with a white cloth.

"I see."

Rubbing his forehead with some headaches, the captain waved his hand and asked the medical staff to carry the body away.

His eyes fell on the silent Misumi Mikoto.