The World is Sick

"Miyu Kirishima, Asami Nakaoka, and Rika Minami of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department have all been promoted to middle and high-level positions. I know all of them. Who dares to arrest me?"

Jill rolled her eyes, looked sideways at the little guy with a gloomy expression, and said in a teasing tone.

"I'm a minor, breaking the law..."

After a night of relaxation, Kevin, who gradually connected the memory fragments about Jill, couldn't help but snort, and the two chatted very casually.

"Hearing you say that... I'm even more excited..."

Jill raised the corners of her mouth, looked at the flagpole standing under the quilt with burning eyes, and couldn't help licking her cherry lips.

"Early in the morning, don't..."

Kevin glanced around guiltily, before he finished speaking, he was thrown down by Jill, and then there was a burst of fighting.

At ten o'clock in the morning, in the cubicle of the Japanese food restaurant, Kevin cut a piece of reticulated abalone, dipped it in the sauce, swallowed it and chewed it in his mouth. Although the taste was delicious, he was a little absent-minded when tasting it.

"Don't think about it, boss, we will definitely make arrangements for what you explained..."

The policewoman Jill on the opposite side also tasted the special delicacies here unhurriedly, looking calm and at the same time revealing some information she knew.

"It's good for these children to stay, they seem to be closely related to the movement of gastroenterology..."

"Perhaps, only if they are all present can we solve the mystery of Seven Star Village..."

"The original enterovirus in Tokyo has not yet spread to the whole world. If these sources of infection are sent to other countries, they may be missed by those who care..."

Kevin thought of some questions and was a little puzzled.

"Since something unusual happened, why didn't the SCP Foundation intervene in the investigation?"

Jill pointed to herself, and stuffed the salmon sushi into her mouth.

"There are three reasons. First, the SCP Foundation has a disaster risk rating. The transmission of the original enterovirus depends on bodily fluids. Basically, only the human population will evolve to stage four and above..."

"The ocean they live in has not been found to be further polluted so far, and the number is naturally quite limited. After two battles, there are only two Zodiac signs left..."

"At this level, not to mention posing a threat to the world, even the technology owned by Shinra Corporation is enough to crush them. Did you see the super electromagnetic railgun last night?"

"Second, last time we joined forces with St. Freya Academy to help Japan once, but there were too many tricks in it. This time the incident happened suddenly and there was no time to intervene..."

"Third, the Japanese government seems to be deliberately obstructing the investigations of various organizations. The SCP Foundation suspects that they are doing something secretly, and there is no reason to shake a country's political system..."

"So, this time, Shirley and I are using our identities as Interpol to cut off the circulation of the original enterovirus on the black market, lest more guys who are full all day long will weaponize this thing."

"Fortunately, I have these friends in Tokyo, and when I do things, I am less constrained..."

"But so far, Shirley and I can only use the name of biochemical anti-terrorism, with the cooperation of special raid forces, to get rid of some small gangs that profit from it, and we have not been able to get in touch with big fish."

Kevin nodded thoughtfully, having a clearer understanding of the current situation.

"So, to find out the actions behind the Japanese government and the cause and purpose of the gastroenterology, these children are the key?"

"There is also the Avalanche Organization! According to the internal documents, this group of people did enter Qixing Village when the crime happened.

While talking, Jill broke off the crab legs, peeled off the crab meat, dipped it in soy sauce, and then ate it.

"So, we can cooperate a lot..."

With such a huge backup, Kevin couldn't help feeling a little relieved.

Unexpectedly, Jill, who swallowed the snow-white crab meat, raised her finger with a smile and swung it left and right.

"You are wrong, BOSS, now the SCP Foundation is in charge of the second speaker..."

"That person has explicitly requested that no one can contact you privately, interfere with your actions and judgments, so as not to affect the choices you make in the future."

Kevin was a little taken aback, and pointed to Jill.

"Yesterday you weren't..."

Policewoman Jill inhaled a spoonful of crab paste into her stomach, smiling charmingly.

"It was you who came to me, and it wasn't for nothing to help you. You also paid the price, didn't you?"

Apparently this woman found a weakness in the rules and ate her fill secretly.

Is this considered a private...power-sex transaction?

Kevin recalled a certain vocabulary, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

At this time, a figure opened the door and sat down to complain.

"Sister Jill, you ran away again. This time you have been busy all night, and finally finished handing over to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department..."

"Sister Meixi and the others are still working overtime to track down the transmission channel of the original enterovirus. There is no food over there. Working overtime with the Japanese is a nightmare..."

"Also, you ordered such a large table of food, and you didn't notify me until halfway through, isn't it embarrassing?"

After Shirley entered the door, she buried her head in front of most of the table and started to cook, and by the way, scolded someone for being unkind.

"By the way, I seem to see a white-haired child in the abandoned warehouse through the scope at the scene. How can it be wrong when checking the number of people?"

"He, like Schrödinger's cat, is between existence and non-existence. Simply put, let's treat him as dead."

Jill put a piece of shellfish into her mouth, glanced at the empty cushion opposite, and responded angrily.

Xue Li, who was hungry in her belly, put this doubt behind her in an instant, and concentrated on the food in front of her.

"I feel that there is no substantive news from these small groups that sell the original enterovirus, and the guys nearby have basically been cleaned up by us. What should we do next?"

Shirley, who was seventy percent full after eating, thought of the progress of the current investigation, so she couldn't help asking her boss and partner.

"Investigate the avalanche organization, or the transformation of the 787 mechanized unit led by the Japanese government, and try to get some clues."

Based on the information disclosed by someone, Jill made arrangements casually and added a sentence.

"Keep an eye on the [Seventh Heaven] bar, since the last time we met, I felt something was wrong there."

Immediately, the policewoman turned on her mobile phone and deciphered the encrypted file on the information network.The corners of the mouth slightly raised.

It is actually an additional task of World Tree Game Company, to find all the news about SCP-001 Angel of Eden within Tokyo.

Now, it's getting more and more lively.

ps: anyone?The latest update is so deserted, after reading it, please leave a few big guys who signed in and complained. . . .

The two basic updates have been released, and the two additional chapters are expected to be completed before 12:[-].

Chapter 513 Chapter 480 The Sixth Angel Comes To Me (Gageng)

Kevin, who returned to Tiantong Security Company at this time, looked at the indoor scene with a look of astonishment on his face.

I saw a girl with clear black and white eyes, short yellowish hair, and two over-the-shoulder braids, reading a book quietly, exuding an aura of calmness like water all over her body.

The long-sleeved one-piece dress and leggings in a steady color, as well as the matching shoes, made the child look a bit more refined.

And the rushing page turning made the girl look like she was flipping the book instead of reading.

"Welcome back, my assigned name is Chishou Natsushi, and I will be in charge of the front desk reception of Tendo Security Company from today on."

"Need to eat, please turn left and walk 40 steps into the kitchen, there is Pizza Hut's pizza on the oven..."

"Need to rest, please enter the second bedroom on the right, before lunch, you have about one and a half hours to rest..."

After being infected with the original enterovirus, Qianju Natsushi, who had integrated the dolphin factor, reluctantly closed the book, jumped off the office chair, lifted the hem of his skirt, and bowed slightly to Kevin.

Seeing that Kevin was in a daze, Qianju Natsushi kept a calm tone and continued to ask.

"What kind of drink do you want, water? Black tea? Milk? Coffee?"

At this moment, Kevin, who was immersed in a trace of astonishment, finally came back to his senses, and he couldn't help waving his hand to signal the girl not to work.

It seems that when he made a deal with Jill last night, he forgot to ask these cursed sons what to do after completing their accounts.

"It's okay, I can solve it myself, you can continue reading, you can call me if you need anything..."

When Qianju Natsushi heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and jumped on the stool, and continued to read the natural science magazine.

When Kevin passed by the counter, he paused, secretly took out a thick stack of comic books from the space rift, and placed it next to Qianshou Natsushi.

"Hey, I just met, these are for you..."

"Also, you don't need to be so cautious in the future, just call me Brother Kevin..."

Seeing the stack of new books next to him, Qianshou Natsushi saw some color in his eyes, and nodded slightly. He carefully smoothed out the natural science magazine that he had read seven or eight times, and put it aside. After that, he opened the manga and read it excitedly. stand up.

"Aaaaa...aaaaaa..."

After Calvin calmed down, he walked to the aisle, and when he passed the utility room, the depressive but clear singing voice, the melodious symphony of pearls and jade on the plate, made people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

With a trace of curiosity, the boy couldn't help but gently opened the door, looked inside, and suddenly found two silver-haired little girls with gray cloth strips wrapped around their faces, who were struggling to wash the mop.

"...we...we are not lazy..."

The two who recovered from the immersion in the singing suddenly found a strange figure standing at the door. They couldn't help being startled, and backed away again and again. The taller twin sister protected the younger sister, mustered up the courage, and pleaded to Kevin.

"Ahem, I'm just here to listen to the music, my voice is very charming..."

The elder sister breathed a sigh of relief, but the younger sister, who was obviously well protected, responded more lively.

"We have the nightingale factor in our body!"

The little girl poked her head out, as if showing off her collection of rare candies to her companions, full of pride.

The older sister, who was wary of other people, held back the talkative younger sister reproachfully, using her usual gentleness and calmness to cover up her inner tension and cowardice.

"Well, the sound is beautiful, I want to keep listening, but can you speak louder?"

Kevin smiled and showed his goodwill, took out a handful of candy, and handed it to the eager younger sister behind her.

"thanks…"

The older sister nodded hesitantly and agreed that the younger sister took the boy's candy, but the little girl who got the candy at the first time put the sweetness that was the first to peel off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into her sister's mouth with a smile.

The two sisters hugged each other, the atmosphere was warm, and then they held hands and stood in front of the steps, their lips and teeth fluttering.

A ray of spiritual sound flows from it, and the gentle part is like a spring breeze blowing a pistil, and pearls fall into the plate;

It's a pity that these two children don't know the specific lyrics and rhythm, and all the vocalizations are talented singing. With a thought, Kevin excitedly invited them to sit down and discuss the basic notes and singing methods.

When it came to their areas of interest, the two little girls gradually let go of their guard and sat beside Kevin on the left and right, listening carefully to what the boy said.

It seems that because of the shattered memory, Kevin has made up for the composition of lyrics and music, including some basic knowledge of music, and the content of classic songs pops up in his mind from time to time.