About my brother and I are both gravity making this thing

035 Where did you come from as a counterfeit

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"Special Ability Division, Tsujimura Fukatsuki."

"Can you come with me now? Miss Zhongyuan Shenhai."

As soon as the words fell, I saw the corners of Ms. Tsujimura Fukatsuki's lips curled up.It is a very confident smile, which comes from the solid and reliable support behind her.

Apparently, the supernatural agent department is a department that does not exist in the government structure. Although being able to say the name itself means that she has a certain understanding of it, but how can knowledge alone be enough?In addition to me, the other two teachers of Xiongying must have dealt with the Supernatural Secret Service Department more or less.

Since I can't tell whether Miss Tsujimura Fukatsuki is lying to me, I don't know how to judge the authenticity of her certificate.More importantly, even if she is really a member of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, it is impossible for me to follow her obediently.

I hid behind Atobe, "No, my teacher and brother have taught me not to go with strangers."

During the conversation, the ambulance siren has gone away. About 10 minutes ago, I was under threat to my life. After 10 minutes, my side was quiet. I heard the police’s inquiry, which was the same as the beginning of "Please assist in the investigation" language.

I feel a little overwhelmed by all these noisy voices crowding my head.

But only a little bit.

At least when I thought I hadn't had time to recover from the whizzing and fleeting incident, my mouth had already started to smack people.

"But having said that, Ms. Tsujimura, are you really a member of the Supernatural Secret Service? Your principle is not to act in a low-key manner? Why do you drive such a ostentatious Aston Martin? Besides, can the Supernatural Secret Service's authority bypass the police? The department asked me not to make a record? If this is the case, please ask the police officer over there to explain the situation?"

"Oh, by the way, and although it's not a good thing to be your key observation object, I still know your organizational structure anyway. You have to follow the procedure when you take people away, don't take a copy of the one that no one knows the authenticity of." Show me the documents. If there is no arrest warrant or execution, then I need you to prove the authenticity of the authorization and its source."

To put it bluntly, I was questioning Ms. Tsujimura Fukatsuki's professional ability.

To translate it more generally, it is a very common customer complaint line in restaurants and hotels-"How do you do your work?! Let your manager in charge come to see me".

To be more popular, it is "I don't listen, I don't listen! Unless you ask Ango Sakaguchi to tell me!"

My uproar naturally made Ms. Tsujimura Fukatsuki's complexion suddenly turn ugly.Embarrassment and embarrassment hung on her face, Tsujimura Mizuki was silent for a few seconds, probably taking the opportunity to organize her words.This ability to restrain herself and be calm and sophisticated shows that she has experience in dealing with my troubles.

But experience doesn't mean experience—or rather, she probably didn't classify me as a "disturbed person" after reading my clean file.And I didn't expect that Zhongye's painstaking efforts could be reflected in this form.

Tsujimura Shenyue pondered for a moment and said, "Please wait a moment, I'll call my superior right away." She bowed slightly to me, and I shrugged my shoulders.

Anyway, I'm going home today, and no one can stop me.I grabbed the corner of Atobe's clothes and looked up a little before I realized he was looking at me.

In order not to delay the rescue time, all the people on the roof were moved to the open space in the vestibule long before the ambulance arrived. This space that can accommodate thousands of people is a shock-absorbing place, not far from the teaching building.Now there are only dozens of people standing around, but I didn't see anyone by the window of any class.

It's not because the future capitalists are indifferent by nature, it's just that they obviously can't make do with the excitement that may involve the reputation of the Ice Empress.

I staggered my eyes, looked at the flowers, at the trees, at the sky, at the ground, at the floating white clouds and the fluttering birds, but I stopped looking at the track.

In fact, the few policemen who separated Teacher and Xiongying from us have clearly stated their position. They are obviously assisting Tsujimura Mizuki so that our side will not be disturbed before the negotiation is over.

I knew that with Atobe's terrifying insight, he definitely saw that I had special abilities.However, as long as I firmly believe that as long as I don't tell, he will definitely not take the initiative to expose me.

Rather than saying that he saves face for me, it is better to say that it is the restraint and etiquette that Atobe has blessed him with from the education he has received since he was a child.The control of private space and distance is always important in social interaction.

However, it was only after a long time that I realized that the starting point of his silence now has nothing to do with these things I made up in my head.

Maybe my ability has a rough prototype in his mind, but he is silent and just wants to wait for me to take the initiative to tell him.

Just like some cats will show their fluffy belly when they are friendly, and they will bring dead mice and worms to the owner.

To be nice to you is to be honest with you and share with you what is most important to you.

Atobe squeezed my palm, I let out a cry, and shook my wrist, and suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have asked me about the brooch that Orihara Rinya took away today.

When Ms. Tsujimura turned around and walked towards us, I, who had just distanced myself from Atobe, immediately shrank back behind him.The civil servant lady whom I regarded as a wolf was obviously a little upset because of my attitude, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitched twice, and she immediately responded to the other end of the conversation, "She's by my side now—OK—— —I’m really sorry for the trouble, senior.”

The phone that was not hung up was handed to me, and the short number without the prefixed area code on the screen must be called back, but only the busy signal that cannot be connected can be heard.Instead of taking the phone from Ms. Tsujimura, I tapped the screen to turn on the speakerphone.

"Hey hey? Can you hear me?" I said.

"Miss Zhongyuan Shenhai."

Ah, it really is Mr. Sakaguchi's voice.I'm not surprised at all.Since I first met Mr. Sakaguchi of the Supernatural Secret Service Division when I was thirteen (I met Mr. Sakaguchi of Port Mafia when I was 11 years old), he has been in charge of everything related to me.

Although they have no way of knowing exactly when I use superpowers (to achieve complete monitoring, unless the monitored object wears a special electrode ring that can detect brain waves, of course they have no way to wear that thing on me ), but through the monitoring of Ice Empress, it will not be particularly difficult to grasp my dynamics.

Besides, the report is to describe the situation.

The call to the police from the Ice Empress has been able to make them take it seriously.And this kind of process sounds a bit weird, and it also led to sudden incidents with bloody consequences. Even if it has nothing to do with me, they will send someone to check on my situation-and because I have always been well-behaved, I am a healthy and thriving future Adult citizens, for the sake of human rights, they are not qualified to directly send people to garrison Ice Emperor to monitor me.Otherwise, the person I'm going to meet today will not only be Mr. Sakaguchi, but also Mr. Taneda, the commander of the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

Hey, to be honest, this feeling of being guarded occasionally makes me feel a little bit uncomfortable.But this is indeed what the Supernatural Secret Service Division has always advocated.

But when I think that this is the case for Chuya, Ms. Momiji, Kyoka, Akutagawa, Mr. Mori, and even Mr. Dazai who has turned to the light, I feel much more comfortable (I only found out about Chuya’s Supernatural Secret Service a few months ago) The file number I belong to is A5158, and for the convenience of management, they gave me the number A5159, hehehe).

I pretended to be confused and asked him, "Who are you?"

However, there was no response at all on the other side of the phone - this is the mentality of a person who is irritated by me. Ms. Tsujimura Shenyue has to study hard - he said directly: "Tsujimura has already explained the reason to me, and I am sorry for her. I apologize for being incomplete. From now until I send you back to Yokohama, she will temporarily replace me to ask you about the details of the incident that happened in the Hyotei Academy at [-]:[-] this afternoon. Please cooperate then Work."

This professor's glasses can really tell, I shrugged.

But as for working with?If it doesn't exist, I can pretend that I haven't heard these words at all later, and refuse to accept cross-examination-just like before.

However, just as I was planning this, the other person said on the phone, "All I said above will be recorded to ensure the fairness of the follow-up investigation. Please understand."

Times have changed, and the honest Mr. Sakaguchi has also learned to counter-routine.

Hey......

I couldn't hide my disappointment and didn't speak.

It wasn't until the person on the other side of the phone and Ms. Tsujimura who was holding the mobile phone lost their patience in waiting, and when the bell rang that Hyotei was over from school, he gave a slow and unclear "tsk".

"...What do you mean?" Mr. Sakaguchi asked me.

"What do I mean?" I scratched my head and started circling with him again, "What do you think I mean?"

Often when I ask this question, it is usually for the purpose of provoking emotions.Even ordinary onlookers are obliged to assist in the investigation of the incident, let alone someone like me who is at the center of the incident.I did this, in fact, just to procrastinate for time.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon. If Chuya hadn't lied to me today, he should have been near the school by this time.

Although I know I am right—I believe that Mr. Sakaguchi will make a legal and reasonable judgment after understanding the situation, but rational understanding and emotional dissatisfaction have always been two opposites without conflict.

I know that I should be obliged to cooperate with their work, but the problem now is that they have seriously affected my daily life.

This makes me very unhappy.

Central Plains Deep Sea is not happy, everyone should not think about it.I lowered my head and rolled my boss's eyes.

After Ms. Tsujimura greeted the police, she walked towards the school gate. I shook Atobe's hand and told him that these were small scenes that I had seen a lot, so don't worry.He frowned and stared at me for a while, then slowly let go of the palm that was pinching my entire wrist.

I followed Miss Tsujimura's pace.

Perhaps it was because of the movie "007" that Ms. Tsujimura, who is also an agent, chose Aston Martin, but this sports car gleaming in the afternoon sun is simply a testament to its smooth shape and proud appearance. The livery is a strong statement of "here I am! Look at me!" to everyone passing by (and, I must say, the salary of the Paranormal Service is really high).

But to be reasonable, this is indeed a beautiful car that even Zhongya would praise when he was there.

When Ms. Tsujimura was unlocking it, someone suddenly came up and asked, "How is the performance of this model?"

"It's not bad, with an output of 510 horsepower. The transmission is a ZF8-speed automatic manual gearbox. The top speed can reach 314 kilometers per hour." Talking about her car, Ms. Tsujimura was delighted.

And I stood aside and just wanted to complain, the traffic jam in Tokyo is serious, how could it give you the space for this kind of supercar to take advantage of chasing.

"Sounds good, can you please continue to tell me the details of this model?"

"This... I'm really sorry, there's something else to do." Ms. Tsujimura opened the door and motioned for me to get in the car. "I'm still in a hurry to take my sister home. If it's convenient, I can exchange contact information with you."

"The contact information is unnecessary. But you just said that this little girl is your sister?"

"Yes." Miss Tsujimura nodded.

"Oh? That's weird."

"Eh?"

No matter how dull Ms. Tsujimura was, she finally realized that something wasn't quite right with the conversation.

The young man in front of him was wrapped in pitch black with one hand in his pocket, and the other hand raised the brim of his black hat slightly.

The shadow gradually moved away, finally revealing his eyes like Tanzanite blue stones under the bright sunlight.

With a hint of sarcasm, he declared to Ms. Tsujimura: "She is obviously my sister. Where did you come from as an imposter?"