Mecha Start, Nuclear Bomb Tokyo

"So what if it's true...? Does this have anything to do with you?"

Feeling the scrutiny in Satomi Rentaro's eyes, Tendoki clenched his fists and asked back.

She doesn't want to give in in this kind of place!

Even if she knew that giving in would calm down this insignificant quarrel.

Her character was already very strong.

The moment she was suspected by Satomi Rentaro, she couldn't stand it anymore.

"What you did was wrong, Sister Mu Geng."

At such a time, Satomi Rentaro calmed down instead: "The police have already started investigating the matter of you beheading Yuichi Nagasawa yesterday, which fully shows that what you did on the spur of the moment was completely wrong. It's gone."

"Don't continue to degenerate, Sister Mu Geng."

Satomi Rentaro persuaded: "You have already stood on the opposite side of justice, and being around that man will only make you continue to be blinded by hatred, violence, and killing. Even for you, Sister Kigeng, I will never do it again let you go on like this."

"...I can't go on."

Hearing this, Tendoki packed his things and stood up.

From entering the room to now.

From beginning to end, Satomi Rentaro vented his inexplicable temper inexplicably.

She just couldn't take it anymore.

After packing up his things, Tiantong Mu stood up again: "I won't meet with you, classmate Satomi, during this period of time. Let's talk about it after you wake up."

"I'm sober now!"

After the exultation and anger just now, Satomi Rentaro's expression returned to his usual calmer look.

"...Let's go, Yeonju."

Watching Satomi Rentaro's expression, Tendoki took a deep breath, and greeted Aihara Nobuju on the other side.

And just when Aihara Enju subconsciously stood up.

Satomi Rentaro's voice also came over: "Enju."

"Ah..." Aihara Enju Sakura's lips moved.

She glanced at Tendo Kigeng.

Another glance at Satomi Rentaro.

Dilemma.

placed in front of her.

At last.

In confusion and hesitation.

Aihara Enju took a step forward.

In the end, he went to the side of Tendo Kisara.

Satomi Rentaro...

Clenched fist.

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This is a well-decorated Japanese-style building.

White walls, winding stone roads stretching inwards.

Stones laid on the ground...

Bamboo planting.

Koi in the pond.

From time to time, there will be the crisp sound of startled deer hitting the bamboo joints.

And this place.

It is the place where Tendo Kikunojo, who is known as the actual ruler of Tokyo, lives.

At this time, Tendo Kikunojo was flipping through the book in his hand.

Then he raised his head and calmly looked at the official standing in front of him like a child who had done something wrong.

These people are all well-known senior officials in the Tokyo area.

But in front of Tiantong Kikunojo, they lined up neatly, not daring to be slighted.

In such a gaze.

Tendo Kikunojo finally asked, "How is the investigation going?"

"As you can see, Your Excellency Tendo."

Mustering up the courage, someone finally took the initiative to speak.

Long before the One Night City appeared.

Tendo Kikunojo had already sent professional investigators to investigate the information about An Yi who suddenly appeared around Sheng Tianzi.

But the results obtained, without exception, are all unknown.

Tendo Kikunojo didn't even know An Yi's birthplace.

But if you just listen to the name.

Presumably the other party is a celestial person.

Originally, Tiantong Kikunojo didn't pay too much attention to this person, thinking that he was just an unlucky guy pushed by Shengtianzi.

After all, to build a city in the outer area of ​​Tokyo...

This is simply impossible.

However, what happened next surprised Tendo Kikunojo, and was even a little frightened later.

The Overnight City actually came from the hands of this unidentified Celestial Man!

Although I have heard about the infrastructure strength of the Celestial Dynasty for a long time.

But Tendo Kikunojo never imagined building a city overnight.

He immediately continued the investigation.

Then he found out.

There are several attacks in Tokyo, and there is actually a shadow of An Yi behind them!

more importantly...

Institutions that have been attacked.

Basically, they are organizations related to the Son of the Damned!

As long as you do it, there will be basically no living person left who knows.

But what surprised Tendo Kikunojo was that...

Such a superior ability shown in accordance with An Yi.

These traces left on the scene should be able to cover up seamlessly.

But An Yi made no attempt to hide it.

This is too reckless, almost as if he doesn't bother to hide the traces of his actions.

This behavior naturally also attracted the attention of other experts on the anatomy of the Son of the Damned.

They immediately designed many traps for that young man.

But the final result is the collapse of the organization, and none of the insiders survived.

And now.

Tiantong Kikunojo finally understood why An Yi did not hide the traces of his actions...

"The Kikuoka Group stopped research on the Son of the Damned."

"Matsumoto Auction refuses to auction the Son of the Damned."

"The Daze Group publicly stated that it will not take over any business related to the son of the curse..."

Tendo Kikunojo flipped through these materials, and took a deep breath: "They are all scared..."

Yes.

A figure in the current upper class circle in Tokyo.

As long as anyone who has been contaminated with the sale and transaction of the son of the curse has indirectly or directly rejected the sale and purchase of the son of the curse.

People cherish life.

This is especially true for the pampered rich.

And ease...

This bloody and terrifying name has already circulated among the upper class circles in Tokyo.

Everyone was terrified.

I was afraid that one night, this cold-blooded demon would come to his door.

It's like an invisible threat.

Everyone knows that the research and sale of the Children of the Damned is the most profitable.

But due to the existence of comfort.

No one dared to touch the interests in this area.

What concept is this?

You must know that the bodyguards of those big figures in Tokyo's upper-class circles can be described as nearly a hundred.