single row ahead

silence.

In the spacious conference room, no matter whether it was the high-spirited new sheriff or the calm and sensitive veteran, they all felt deeply powerless at this moment.

"...Damn it!" Someone cursed in a low voice, breaking the suffocating atmosphere.

Tsukauchi Naomasa, who was wearing a beige windbreaker while sitting on the long table, sighed helplessly and said, "Kondo, calm down."

"Since you can't find a clue, analyze it from the beginning again. Don't be anxious and stay rational."

"Finding the possible out of the impossible and creating miracles in difficult situations are not the patents of professional heroes, or in other words, this is the bounden duty of the police."

"The problem with the serious situation now is that the prisoner has caused ten deaths, and we," Tsukauchi Naomasa paused, but still pointed out the fact that everyone present knew it well, "don't talk about catching the prisoner. , is the effective clue that can be grasped, so far, it is zero."

"But looking at it from another angle, we have ten cases to analyze the criminal's information, and if he continues to act according to the current unchanging crime pattern, the longer the time, the more information will be exposed, and it will only be a matter of time before he becomes a turtle .”

"So," Tsukauchi Naomasa clapped his hands, looked around, attracted the attention of the policemen who participated in the meeting, and encouraged him, "Everyone, work harder, and start with the case of the fugitive's 'Extreme Speed' death, and deal with it one by one." Let the prisoner analyze thoroughly, let him have nowhere to escape!"

"Yes!" The elites sitting in the conference room cheered up, or at least on the surface, and shouted in unison.

The sound of flipping paper was heard again in the meeting room.

Is this really possible?

The conscientious police department looked at the meeting room, which looked energetic but still shrouded in a disturbing and sluggish atmosphere, and sighed secretly, quietly hiding the worries in his heart.

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"No, no." Matsumoto Chrysanthemum lamented in a muffled voice, with her face pressed against the tabletop, not paying any attention to the cruelly squeezed nose bridge.

"One-way Accelerator~" Looking up, supporting the table with her chin, Matsumoto Ju squinted her good-looking eyes and looked at Yifang Accelerator who was sitting on a chair and playing a handheld game console, deliberately dragging out the end of the sound, thinking She said coquettishly, "Although being strong is a good thing, but I always use the same move to kill the enemy in an instant. I have no way to fully understand a party from the inside to the outside~"

"Don't talk to me in such a disgusting tone!" Accelerator, who was disgusted and accidentally pressed the wrong button, looked at the game over icon on the game console screen, and added in a bad mood, "Besides, you didn't ask me to use all my strength. ?"

"Well, it's really because the level of the 'prey' around here is too low." Matsumoto Ju returned to her normal sitting posture, leaned her head on the swivel chair, and sighed helplessly.

With her toes on the ground and another kick, Matsumoto Kiku raised her legs and stepped on the edge of the seat with her beautifully shaped arches. She didn't care that the scenery under her skirt was unobstructed, and squatted on the swivel chair with her hands around her knees. With a slight dizziness, he closed his eyes and thought quietly.

The prey that barely reached the edge of qualification had basically been provided by her to a passer-by. Even if she found thousands of low-quality prey, it would be nothing more than an almost indiscriminate level jump from simple to easy.

Or expand the 'hunting range' to a little further away?

No, it can't, not to mention the time and energy spent looking for prey, just say that based on her current understanding of the personality of one of the Accelerators, most of the people who can make him a little more serious are immobile characters.

There is only that way.

Since the natural strongman is not at the same level as Tong Xingjun at all, then the only option is to find that person and cooperate with him to create an artificial strongman specially restraining him based on the personality of Tong Xingjun.

But if this is the case, there is no way out at all, and maybe even she will have to pay for it.

But...it doesn't matter, if it's for Tong Xingjun, it doesn't matter how much the price is.

face up.After making the decision, Matsumoto Ju exhaled lightly, showed a relaxed smile, and in the unceasing dizziness, realized with unprecedented clarity that he was indeed a lunatic.

Perhaps her way of paying everything for a mere experimental product is unreasonable in the eyes of some fools.

But people like her are incomprehensible. Yifang Tongxing is a unique miracle in this world, and there will never be a second miracle!

perfect personality.perfect brain.Perfect combat instinct.

Even though she has slight physical flaws, it doesn't matter. As a carver, Matsumoto Ju will smooth this out and create a perfect Accelerator.

As a researcher, I have no regrets in creating such an Accelerator in my life, and having such a feat left in the annals of history!

Under the cover of long and thick eyelashes, a frenzy that could burn one's body flashed across the orange-red eyes.

So it's decided, but, before starting to implement the plan to contact that person...

The swivel chair stopped slowly under the action of resistance, and Matsumoto Ju showed a habitual smiling face towards Accelerator, hiding all the thoughts under the smiling face without any flaws, and his red lips were slightly parted, like a seductive demon, bewitching: , "Hey, Fang Accelerator, do you want to try to go to school?"

Whether it's her or Accelerator, the identities on the surface are still useful. Although the school is troublesome, it is still necessary to solve it.

"Huh?" Accelerator glanced up, and perfectly conveyed the meaning of 'are you an idiot' to Matsumoto Ju with one syllable.

Besides, there seemed to be a police department in the police station who cared a lot about Tong Xingjun, and even took time out of his busy schedule to personally ask about trivial matters such as his taking a leave of absence for the entire first-semester course.

Matsumoto Ju, who was thinking like this, ignored Accelerator's opinion as usual, and said to himself: "Hey, then the first semester will not be able to catch up, so go directly to the second semester class in a few days, Accelerator."

"Hey, why do I have to follow..." Accelerator was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Then please, go back and have a good rest now. I will prepare the school supplies and send them to your room."

While speaking, Matsumoto Ju stood up and picked up the materials from Accelerator and walked towards the laboratory.

After walking a few steps, she seemed to think of something suddenly, and she turned her head and smiled at him, "By the way, don't sleep badly because you're too excited."

Seeing the figure of Matsumoto Chrysanthemum leaving, Fang Accelerator let out a 'tsk' and didn't say anything else.

Although they are the relationship between the researcher and the experimental animals, the employer and the employed, under normal circumstances, Matsumoto Ju still respects his opinions and will not force him to do what he does not want to do, as long as it does not affect the experiment Will meet his needs to the greatest extent.

So as it is now, it is undeniable that what he is asked to do is usually because Matsumoto Ju's ability cannot be solved, or the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

In view of Matsumoto Ju's willingness to pay the 'living expenses' and his satisfaction with the status quo, Accelerator still intends to follow Matsumoto Ju's request.

So, just sit quietly in the classroom, reflect off all unnecessary sounds, and read the novels you are interested in, so, should it be all right?

Accelerator had been assigned to a special classroom with only him, and Accelerator, who had never been to school seriously, thought uncertainly.

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No, it really can't.Accelerator frowned and thought.

The child with a golden exploding head fell to the ground, the clothes on his body were scorched black everywhere due to the flames of the explosion, and his skin was also covered with scrapes and scratches.

Even so, he didn't cry like an ordinary child because of the pain. Instead, he jumped up more and more courageously, and rushed forward again, shouting such cruel words as "Go to hell", and the flames dancing in the palm of his right hand He pressed hard on the white-haired and red-eyed child who was quietly flipping through the books.

No matter who it is, seeing this scene, they should not be able to help but worry for the white-haired and red-eyed child.

However, on the contrary, in the classroom of the first grade (2) class of this ordinary national elementary school, the children who played well with the blond child were crying because they were frightened by the injuries of the children of the same age, while desperately dissuading the blond child from his behavior.

"Katsuki, woo woo woo, don't continue."

"Yeah, Katsuki, you're bleeding."

With a sound of 'BOOM! ’, the blond child named Katsuki once again suffered a blast he released head-on, and flew out backwards.

Accelerator, who was so annoyed, closed the book with a snap and sighed.

Are ordinary kids this annoying?

Accelerator who was thinking this way thought of Hong Jiao Dong who was so cute and cute in comparison.

No, there are only a few that are particularly annoying.

Standing up and walking in front of Bakugo Katsuki who was lying on the ground trembling with pain, Accelerator said, "Little devil, my personality is reflex, no matter how hard you try, it's useless, don't waste your energy."

"Also, although I don't know what you wanted to say to me at first, but at that time I didn't hear anything because I reflected the sound away."

Trying to finish this passage in the most gentle tone, and even remembering that Matsumoto Juqian asked him to remember that his personality is a reflection of the fake information, Accelerator felt that he was about to be disgusted by such a self.

[...Because the sound was reflected, I didn't hear anything. ]

[… is reflected off, so nothing is heard. ]

[… hear nothing. ]

Shocked by the new transfer student's words, Bakugo Katsuki's face went blank, and he recalled rushing to the desk of the hateful transfer student as soon as school was over, trying to expand his (gen) friends ( ban) friend (dui) circle (wu).

At that time, what did I say to him.

'Hey, newcomer, do you want to play the hero game with us, because you are the first time, you can play the hero with me. 'Although I know his name, but because I want to show my status as the boss, I only call him 'newcomer'.

'...'

'Hey, are you listening to me! 'Annoyed by the silence of the other party's delay in answering, he yelled.

'...'

'hateful!Are you ignoring me? ! 'Feeling ashamed in front of the attendants who came with me, I rushed forward with my self-esteem exploding.

Bakugo Katsuki, who was lying on the ground, gritted his teeth, his body trembled more and more, and sparks flickered in his palms that were sweating faster due to anger.

Accelerator, who felt that he had settled the matter, turned back to his seat and planned to pack his things and go back.

"...Damn it! You bastard!!"

Instead, he heard such a shout, and the rising temperature behind him.

"Stop! Xiaosheng!"