I am a god in Tokyo

The host swallowed and asked cautiously.

"What do you want to say to the people of the city?"

Uehara Satoru looked calm.

"We live in a false world, and this world is an unreal dream."

*

In all districts of Tokyo, whether it is a TV in a shopping mall, or an LED display in a business center, or a car radio.

All there is only Uehara Satoru's voice and Uehara Satoru's image.

"Dreamland, is he out of his mind?"

"Aren't you afraid of death? He's a terrorist!"

"but..."

The citizens were dumbfounded, watching the terrorists talking on TV.

quickly,

Police cars surrounded the TV station building.

"Superintendent, except for the hostages in the studio, everyone else has escaped from the TV station. No matter how powerful he is, he is only one person. Please order, and we will arrest him!"

SWAT team members ready to go.

Oya Seiji sat in the car, listening to the voice from the car radio, but fell into silence.

Dreamland, an imaginary world.

There are also stories that I heard during the day, and the search section [-] of the Metropolitan Police Department.

All kinds of chaotic thoughts rose in his mind, he wanted to continue listening, he wanted to know what this man who had never committed a crime but was inexplicably wanted and inexplicably became a terrorist wanted to do?

"Supervisor!"

The policeman shouted anxiously.

Seiji Oya waved his hand.

"We have to think about the safety of the citizens. Can you guarantee that he will not harm the citizens? Don't provoke him now and wait for the opportunity."

Although everyone was impatient, the rising stars of the Metropolitan Police Department said so, so they had no choice but to hold back.

at this time,

A third person's voice came from the radio.

"How are you going to prove this?"

Miyazono Kaoru lost her fear, and instead took over the task of the host, with a face full of curiosity and discovery.

'Do you really believe him? ! '

The host's face froze, and he complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak.

Uehara Satoru estimated the time.

"Soon, soon you will know whether I am telling the truth or not."

*

the present.

"5 minutes left!"

The professor at the University of Michigan counted the time and became more and more anxious. She tapped her toes on the ground and stared at the dark tall buildings in the distance.

Creston closed his eyes, giving up.

Christina stared at the tall buildings of the hospital and grabbed it nervously.

5 minutes,

In the last 5 minutes, it was too late to even escape from the hospital.

All the psykers gave up hope, and the presiding officer Asakusa sighed in a low voice, and recited the mantra of passing away.

"Captain, the fighter jets are ready and the support troops have arrived. It's time to evacuate."

The policeman looked at the tall building of the hospital that was motionless, and sighed regretfully.

Imamura Yuyoshi clenched his fists, expressionless.

He stared at it for more than thirty seconds, before closing his eyelids, his clenched fists slowly opened, and his eyelids drooped.

"Evacuate."

His voice was hoarse and dejected.

Suddenly, a cold wind swept across, colder than the cold wind, was an iceberg-like bass without emotion.

"I have a way."

Everyone followed the reputation, and after the crowd, there was one more person at some point.

The man was wearing a white weird mask and a black Hanfu with cloud patterns and stars, holding something covered by a red cloth in his left hand, with his jaw slightly raised, ignoring others or questioning, or looking strangely, staring into the distance hospital building.

cosplay?

There are many eccentric people among psykers, even if they like this kind of cosplay, it is not surprising.

It's just that everyone's suppressed emotions exploded out.

"This is not a place for nonsense!"

"Don't let me down again, please."

Everyone questioned, but Xia Zhiqiu was in a daze, looking at the man's attire, looking at the man's mask, and turned his head in disbelief, looking at the hospital.

"you are?"

Imamura Yuyoshi didn't question like others, but frowned.

"28 nights."

Uehara Satoru withdrew his gaze, ignored others, and looked at Imamura Yuyoshi.

"Jing Muyan."

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Everyone's doubts disappeared immediately.

The name Jing Muyan is no stranger to psychics. Since the birth of the monster, he has continuously eliminated the existence of two monsters.

If it is him, maybe there is a way?

Hope appeared in the psyker's heart again.

'28 nights, Jing Muyan——'

Imamura Yuyoshi quietly observed Uehara Satoru.

Unlike other people who were excited at the moment, he was dubious. It wasn't that the other party claimed to be Jing Muyan, so he had to believe everything. Although the time was tight and the crisis was not resolved, he didn't just recognize a stranger casually.

Or dress up as such a mysterious, never-before-seen stranger.

He was about to say something and asked the other party to identify himself.

Uehara Satoru moved his lips slightly, and transmitted the voice to Imamura Yuyoshi's ears in a method similar to "thousand miles of sound transmission".

"Setagaya, the pipes are weird."

Imamura Yuyoshi's eyes moved slightly, and he took a deep look at Uehara Satoru.

"Mr. Jing Muyan, what method are you talking about?"

Uehara realized: "You want to awaken the demon's self-awareness. You have the right idea, but your approach is putting the cart before the horse. No matter how many people are filled in the hospital, no matter how much effort you make, it is absolutely impossible to awaken the demon's consciousness."

Everyone was contemplative and listened silently.

However, quite a few people noticed that Satoru Uehara referred to Miyano Akira as a 'demon', not a 'flash'.

The difference is worth pondering.

Uehara Satoru ignored the thoughts in other people's minds, and his eyes fell on the hospital building, maintaining a calm tone.

"To awaken the demon's consciousness, one needs to find someone close to the demon's predecessor, so as to have the opportunity to penetrate into its heart and awaken the true self of humanity."

Someone close to Akira Miyano?

Imamura Yuyoshi also frowned.

It's not that they haven't thought about this, but Miyano Akira has been missing for three consecutive years. Not only does he have no friends, he doesn't even have a close relationship with his former laboratory colleagues. His only family member is Kaoru Miyano.

And Miyazono Kaoru himself is in the hospital.

Where else can I find someone close to Akira Miyano?

at this time,

A car rushed towards it and stopped abruptly.

Under the dazzling headlights, a figure quickly jumped out of the carriage, and everyone looked at the figure who was walking quickly in a moment of surprise.

The former is the logistics forensic doctor who searched Section [-],

The latter, on the other hand, is a tramp with sloppy clothes and awkwardness.

"Captain, I have brought Mr. Katayama as you ordered!"

Sansumi Mikoto led the homeless man to Imamura Yuyoshi.

My order, when did I give the order?

As soon as Imamura Yuyoshi became confused, a police officer beside him exclaimed.

"Daisuke Katayama!"

This homeless man is actually Daisuke Katayama who took care of Akira Miyano during his wanderings... Yes, we are considering Akira Miyano's previous relationships, and we did not include his relationships when he returned to Tokyo .

Katayama Daisuke and Miyano Akira have such a relationship, and they can be regarded as close friends.

"It's Mr. Katayama. I didn't expect the captain to have a vision."

"None of us thought of that."

"As expected of the captain!"

The members of Search Section [-] all looked at Imamura Yuyoshi with admiration.

Imamura Yuyoshi was only dumbfounded, and he could be sure that he had never issued such an order.

'It's Mr. Jing Muyan. '

Not far away, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu watched this scene.

She understood that this was a collaboration between Jing Muyan and sister Meiqin, and the reason why she wanted to give credit to the captain was because Meiqin didn't want to expose her other identity.

Although I want to understand, I am still very depressed.

Depressed that he has mistaken the person, and also depressed, why did Jing Muyan only ask Miss Meiqin and not me for help?

"Mr. Jing Muyan, how sure are you?"

Imamura Yuyoshi looked serious.

It is impossible for him to send ordinary citizens into dangerous places just for the chance of narrowly dying.

If he is not very sure, he would rather give up this opportunity than sacrifice anyone else.

"Eight points."

Uehara Satoru was extremely calm.