Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive
Chapter 48 The Devil's Father
Since the day Fyodor returned from the slums, Café Poirot has indeed seen many new faces.
In addition to a certain young orange-haired boy, there were also many foreign tourists who seemed to be rushing to the newly launched desserts. They were particularly conspicuous among the familiar faces of Melas employees who came to eat.
The future Hong Kong black conscience, the Central Plains cadre who was so kind enough to help the old lady cross the road, is still deeply trapped in the quagmire of sheep, firmly imprisoned by countless pairs of greedy hands, and has not even realized his true situation.
Maybe it's vaguely aware of it, but I still don't want to delve into it.
He is surrounded by wolves and crowned, the only real lamb.
The main force was brutally devastated by people with strange abilities, and the remaining scattered combat forces were also dealt with one by one by the Central Plains. The Strain organization had to order to reduce its sphere of influence, recall its personnel, and swallow the broken teeth along with bitter water.
They assembled the remaining members, retreated back to their lair in disgrace, licked their wounds sullenly, and waited patiently for the next opportunity to rise.
Of course, that opportunity never came.The upcoming Dragon Head War will completely reshuffle the forces in Yokohama, and the Strain organization obviously failed to get a ticket to board Noah's Ark.
So far, the crisis of the sheep has been lifted, and Zhongyuan Zhong is finally free to visit Poirot Cafe.While contributing a negligible income to the owner Mikhail, the two inadvertently drew a lot closer.
It's purely a friendship of different generations.
When the store manager notices the wound that is hidden under his sleeve, he will temporarily put down the work at hand, showing a little helplessness in his serious expression.After that, he took out the medicine box from the staff lounge, and dealt with these wounds for him very professionally and skillfully.
The future conscientious cadres of Hong Kong gangsters will not know that this powerful person who interprets gentleness to the extreme, while bandaging his wounds, his brain activities are not commensurate with his elegant appearance.
After all, at the same time, a bandage spirit living far away in an underground clinic was extremely bored. According to the customized plan, he could easily guess what his lover was doing at this time.
So Shuji Tsushima chose to open the private chat interface, and clicked on the only chat partner for a series of deadly calls, and had a meaningless conversation.
[Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Fei Jia!Fedya! !
Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: rua slug take me one!
Kind Russian Rice Ball: Didn’t you see it on the BEAST line?
Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Not the same, this is just a limited edition King of Sheep Chuya Nakahara, an illustrated book that I have never lit up!
Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: unfortunately, no
Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Tch
Well-meaning Russian rice ball: Your first rivalry will be a year later, until then, please stay in Mori Ogai's clinic obediently.
Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Hey...but it's super boring]
……
There are many more conversations like this.
Shuji Tsushima expressed his dissatisfaction with not being able to see the destructive living paper man in advance, so in desperation, he could only redouble his efforts to bother an underground doctor who was tossed to the bone by him.
Mori Ogai: "???"
-
The scene of the battle between Fyodor and Strain was not an overly hidden location.
Disguised as a homeless person, the operatives of the Supernatural Secret Service who are constantly wandering in the slums to check for information can easily detect the abnormality not far away.
After comparing this fluctuation with the data stored in the department, it will be shown that it is exactly the same as a transcendent who appeared at the end of the power war.
A person who once belonged to the "Seven Betrayers", whose super dangerous level is not enough to describe his transcendence, appeared in Yokohama without a sound, and the situation was serious enough for the Supernatural Secret Service to enter a state of emergency.
Mikhail the Transcendence, except for the display method of the ability, the rest of the information is blank.
Even the name was learned after investigating the owner of Poirot's coffee shop.
The bloody setting sun shrouded the city in a layer of dim light, the scorching sun fell into the horizon, the dark night was blurred, and dots of stars loomed from the sky.
Saying goodbye to the hustle and bustle of the day, the city at the port gradually enters the night.
After clearing away all the tableware, the clerk who had been busy all day stood still in front of the last table of guests, with a formulaic smile on his face, and reminded: "This guest, it's our closing time..."
It was a man who was too weird.
His figure is much stronger than ordinary people. He wears an old-fashioned attire, disc glasses and his overly conspicuous bald head. The whole person is filled with a serious and dignified aura, making it difficult to approach.
He sat down when the store was about to close, ordered a cup of coffee, and then sat in the corner, as if waiting for someone.Even after hearing the reminder from the clerk, he was still unmoved.
Fyodor took off the waterproof gloves, put the dishes back, patted the shoulder of the employee who was in trouble, shook his head and said, "It's okay, you go back first, I will take care of the store."
"But……"
"It's okay, you're here to find me."
After hearing the store manager's explanation, the employees finally let go of their uneasiness.He nodded, and returned to the lounge hesitantly. He was still watching their every move until before he left, for fear of any accidents.
He knew that his store manager, Mikhail, had a tough background, but he was just a sick and weak person with a rather thin body and a poor physique.If I really wanted to have a dispute with this unprovoked guest, I'm afraid it would be difficult to protect myself.
But the boss reassured him, so he could only choose to believe.
Worrying about his own safety, the staff who turned back three steps and two times finally left, Fyodor's gentle and restrained temperament disappeared, as if abruptly switching his personality, and instantly turned into a cold and ruthless existence.
He walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling windows, smiled slightly at the top of a tall building in the distance, and then blocked all surveillance sights outside the store with thick and cumbersome European-style curtains.
As for the thoughts of the sniper who was caught by the target in an instant and even greeted him through the scope, it was beyond his concern.
The young man with a stagnant appearance sat down gracefully opposite the only remaining guests, and said firstly, "It seems that I am not as big as I am for having Mr. Taneda Shantou from the Supernatural Secret Service Section personally visit me." He poured out a pot of freshly brewed He placed black tea between the two of them and filled a cup for himself. The rising mist blurred his mask-covered face.
Unsurprisingly, the farming chief declined his suggestion to have a drink.
He took up the conversation, "After all, as one of the members of the 'Seven Betrayers', it is impossible to treat it with caution."
"Sure enough, you were monitoring him because you acted too aggressively back then." Fyodor took a sip of the hot tea, savoring the taste that Shuji Tsushima had disliked for many years.
Perhaps only he, who has Russian genes in essence, can get used to the weird taste of black tea mixed with white wine.
The vigilance of Zhongtian Shantouhuo remained undiminished, and the reflection of the lens covered his frowning brows, "It's not just us, I believe that government agencies in all countries have lingering fears about His Excellency Mikhail's supernatural power."
The person who needs to face is one of the top transcendents in the world, and the supernatural secret service department can only appear serious enough if the head of the farming field comes forward in person.
During the time when Mikhail was active on the world stage, the early stage was completely hidden behind his six companions, directing their every move as an organizational mind.His layout is perfect, easily manipulating people's hearts, and playing tricks on all enemies.
It wasn't until the later period, when all countries joined forces to attack in an attempt to defeat the seven crazy "betrayers" in one fell swoop, that Mikhail's supernatural powers appeared for the first time.
It was a scene like the destruction of everything in the world, and the end of the world.
The black demons covering the sky and the sun are dispatched to devour the afterglow of the setting sun, kiss the corners of the lips of the confused traveler, and wipe out all the light falling into the world.The Messenger of Death laughed and handed out pitch-black invitations. The invitees had no right to refuse, and they were annihilated by the explosion that followed, leaving no ashes behind.
In an instant, there was nothing left.
Whether it was the warships, bombers, submarines sailing towards that island, or the soldiers who unfortunately stepped into that area, even including the nearby sea surface, all of these completely disappeared from the world.
Likewise, the governments of the countries that closely monitor that area have recorded fluctuating data that caused this abnormality.
Naturally, this includes Japan's Supernatural Secret Service.
The man said: "Leaving aside the past, your Excellency knows the reason why I came here in person."
"What if I refuse?"
Fyodor pretended to be indifferent, and turned the cuff fabric of the bartender's uniform into a pure white bat in front of Zhongtian Shantouhuo.It seems that if the opponent makes any changes, they will immediately rush forward to destroy the enemy, "Do you really have the strength to stop me from the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"
"Since I dare to come here, I must be fully prepared." The farming chief just frowned slightly, and was not afraid of the threat.He clenched the folding fan in his arms, his eyes rested on the supernatural bat for a while, his eyes were dim, and he replied seriously: "Your Excellency will not do this."
Hearing this, Fyodor put away the ability, and the missing corner of the cuff was quickly filled by the white bat, so complete that there was no trace of splicing.
Deliberately guiding the other party's thinking, and thinking about the need for clothing for the activation medium of the [Demons] ability, is just a matter of following the trend.
He leaned back on the back of the sofa, withdrew all the fierce killing intent that was floating on the surface, relaxed his whole body, and said with a soft snort: "After all, you have dug out my every move these years."
It's a pity that Mikhail, the owner of Café Poirot, has a regular schedule, and it's hard to get any useful information from it.It is also a little unusual that he suddenly arrived at the store early in the morning and no longer waited until almost noon. The rest of the time he is a conscientious shop owner, and there is no abnormality.
But probably no one would have thought that the reason for arriving early was that he was forced to separate from his lover.
Fyodor's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up in a subtle arc, and he tapped his mask with his left hand.
He said abruptly: "In the Supernatural Secret Service Division, there must be supernatural beings who can read memories."
The heart rate of Tan Tian Shantouhuo on the opposite side of the table was out of rhythm for a moment. Even if it was quickly adjusted to normal, it could not hide from the administrator account that had been strengthened in all aspects.
The man who was personally involved in the danger did not speak, but looked at Mikhail with more serious eyes.
For a moment, the atmosphere was tense to the point of freezing.
"According to my behavior in the slums, normal people should be vigilant." Fyodor pretended to analyze, with only half of his face showing a half-smile, "But I didn't read this kind of emotion from you at all, Explain that from the beginning, you knew that I would not do this city any harm."
A transcendent who had disappeared for many years suddenly appeared in the Yokohama area and killed many people with supernatural powers.Normal official forces should be vigilant about his next move, monitor him secretly, and prepare multiple contingency plans at the same time, instead of boldly negotiating with high-level officials.
"You know my philosophy."
Fyodor chuckled and whispered, a dark crimson light flashed faintly from the gap between the eyes of the mask, "Look at this reaction, my guess is right."
Tantian Shantouhuo remained silent.
"Through some method, the Ability Secret Service Division learned what I said in the slums."
The young man stroked his upper lip with his fingertips, subconsciously wanting to bite his knuckles for a moment, then continued, "In order to prevent those children from intervening, I deliberately used French to talk to those pests."
French is a less common language than English.Not to mention that this is still Yokohama, Japan. There are not many local people who can know the content of the conversation between Fyodor and the leader of the Strain team, but this does not include the Supernatural Secret Service Division.
He deliberately tilted his head and said: "There was no unrelated person present at the time. Since this is the case, the only possibility is the supernatural power."
However, the facts are not as Fyodor speculates, or in other words, his conjectures are just elaborating the known script.
As early as the beginning of the layout, he and Shuji Tsushima calculated someone who should not appear on the bright side at this time, and wrote it into the dark line of the script.
It was Ango Sakaguchi who had not yet started his undercover port mafia mission.
His power and degeneration theory can read the memory of objects, and at this time, all the files linked to the official should be erased, and when he used his new identity to intervene in the dark forces in Yokohama, he was suddenly summoned urgently by his superiors.
It was about a transcendent who was crazy enough to destroy Japan. Even if there was a risk of identity exposure, the priority should be at the forefront.
After Ango Sakaguchi disguised himself, he went to the slums to join his colleagues in the blocked area, and used his ability to read everything that happened here not long ago.
The cake that didn't fit in the slums was the most conspicuous reminder, and it immediately locked Mikhail's location.And the concept he explained successfully paved the way for this negotiation, making the Supernatural Secret Service Division think that he is a person who can get along peacefully with the same goal.
You can even use Mikhail's idea to protect the city of Yokohama.
"As expected of the brains of the 'Seven Betrayers', you really can't hide it from Your Excellency."
Realizing that the important information could not be concealed from the other party, the Chief Farmer took out his folding fan and responded in a tone of pretended helplessness.
His expression changed slightly, and he returned to his previous serious appearance, and asked: "I just raise a question on behalf of myself, why do you want to protect the 'sheep' whom you have never met?"
Fyodor glanced at him.
"Ask knowingly." The young man sneered, groping for a black bug the size of a grain of rice under the table, and crushing it in front of the other party, "I'm talking to that sheep boy, you have been bugging me a long time ago."
After all, there has been a surge of strange customers in the store these days. Except for a few who were sent by the Supernatural Secret Service to install monitoring devices, most of the rest are innocent passers-by who did not know anything about this behavior as a cover.
The past that he least wanted to be known by others was exposed, and anger surged in his heart uncontrollably.Mikhail simply lifted the scar that had never healed, and let the blood and pain calm his anger.
"If my son hadn't died in the war, the children with the sheep would be about the same age now."
The hand that squeezed the black tea cup inadvertently applied force, and with a crisp "click", cracks instantly spread all over the bone china tea cup.
It is impossible to know whether this anger is aimed at the Supernatural Secret Service Division or the supernatural war that year.
"Sorry, I'm sorry." Realizing his gaffe, Mikhail quickly adjusted his emotions.
Fortunately, there was not much black tea left in the cup, and even though the cup was torn apart, the clothes could not be splashed.He swept the debris into the trash can under the table, filled the teacup that he had prepared for the other party politely, put it in front of him, and turned back into the elegant young shopkeeper.
"So, why did you choose Yokohama?" Seeing that the topic was about the same, and he roughly figured out the bottom line of this transcendent, Taneda Shantou finally asked the most important question of this trip, "Your Excellency Mikhail is Russian. Well, you are clearly not used to the climate here, why do you still stay here?"
It is not a secret that the "book" is in Yokohama. It is not known when it was reported, and this land is destined to become a stage for the decisive battle of the powerful from all sides.The Japanese officials once obtained the "book" for a short time, but it disappeared quickly. Now they only have a page in their hands that is kept secretly by the Supernatural Secret Service Division.
If Mikhail's purpose is to "book", he wants to change the fact that his son is dead, so he lurks secretly in Yokohama, waiting for a certain opportunity to make a move.This is actually okay, resurrecting a dead person will not have much impact on this world.
The question is, what if this transcendent, who is invincible in the world, wants to make the supernatural war never happen?
Although Mikhail is a rational person, his superhuman mind is enough to play with the world between applause.But is he really willing to miss the unique opportunity to create a utopia without disputes?
The world cannot afford such a future.
"Yeah, why..." Fyodor picked up the teacup and stared at his own reflection, as if he didn't know all the suspicions in the other party's heart, "It's because it was Pandora who brought up this point, only his I don't want to refuse the request."
He smiled helplessly, deliberately revealing a little pampering look, and then was filled with bitterness.
This kind of affection should not be something that should exist between ordinary friends, but like a lover, the stable party can't help but indulge his behavior, no matter what the request is, he can do it.
Of course, if you don't get a response from the other party, it will be too miserable.
Chief Farmer: "..."
Very good, the search can be focused on "the person behind the scenes is Pandora's Actor".
"In fact, it doesn't matter where I am, but Pandora doesn't need my company, and it doesn't matter if I agree to such a small matter as sitting in the company's branch." Fyodor explained.
"I'm retired, at least for now, let me be an ordinary coffee shop owner."
In addition to a certain young orange-haired boy, there were also many foreign tourists who seemed to be rushing to the newly launched desserts. They were particularly conspicuous among the familiar faces of Melas employees who came to eat.
The future Hong Kong black conscience, the Central Plains cadre who was so kind enough to help the old lady cross the road, is still deeply trapped in the quagmire of sheep, firmly imprisoned by countless pairs of greedy hands, and has not even realized his true situation.
Maybe it's vaguely aware of it, but I still don't want to delve into it.
He is surrounded by wolves and crowned, the only real lamb.
The main force was brutally devastated by people with strange abilities, and the remaining scattered combat forces were also dealt with one by one by the Central Plains. The Strain organization had to order to reduce its sphere of influence, recall its personnel, and swallow the broken teeth along with bitter water.
They assembled the remaining members, retreated back to their lair in disgrace, licked their wounds sullenly, and waited patiently for the next opportunity to rise.
Of course, that opportunity never came.The upcoming Dragon Head War will completely reshuffle the forces in Yokohama, and the Strain organization obviously failed to get a ticket to board Noah's Ark.
So far, the crisis of the sheep has been lifted, and Zhongyuan Zhong is finally free to visit Poirot Cafe.While contributing a negligible income to the owner Mikhail, the two inadvertently drew a lot closer.
It's purely a friendship of different generations.
When the store manager notices the wound that is hidden under his sleeve, he will temporarily put down the work at hand, showing a little helplessness in his serious expression.After that, he took out the medicine box from the staff lounge, and dealt with these wounds for him very professionally and skillfully.
The future conscientious cadres of Hong Kong gangsters will not know that this powerful person who interprets gentleness to the extreme, while bandaging his wounds, his brain activities are not commensurate with his elegant appearance.
After all, at the same time, a bandage spirit living far away in an underground clinic was extremely bored. According to the customized plan, he could easily guess what his lover was doing at this time.
So Shuji Tsushima chose to open the private chat interface, and clicked on the only chat partner for a series of deadly calls, and had a meaningless conversation.
[Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Fei Jia!Fedya! !
Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: rua slug take me one!
Kind Russian Rice Ball: Didn’t you see it on the BEAST line?
Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Not the same, this is just a limited edition King of Sheep Chuya Nakahara, an illustrated book that I have never lit up!
Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: unfortunately, no
Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Tch
Well-meaning Russian rice ball: Your first rivalry will be a year later, until then, please stay in Mori Ogai's clinic obediently.
Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Hey...but it's super boring]
……
There are many more conversations like this.
Shuji Tsushima expressed his dissatisfaction with not being able to see the destructive living paper man in advance, so in desperation, he could only redouble his efforts to bother an underground doctor who was tossed to the bone by him.
Mori Ogai: "???"
-
The scene of the battle between Fyodor and Strain was not an overly hidden location.
Disguised as a homeless person, the operatives of the Supernatural Secret Service who are constantly wandering in the slums to check for information can easily detect the abnormality not far away.
After comparing this fluctuation with the data stored in the department, it will be shown that it is exactly the same as a transcendent who appeared at the end of the power war.
A person who once belonged to the "Seven Betrayers", whose super dangerous level is not enough to describe his transcendence, appeared in Yokohama without a sound, and the situation was serious enough for the Supernatural Secret Service to enter a state of emergency.
Mikhail the Transcendence, except for the display method of the ability, the rest of the information is blank.
Even the name was learned after investigating the owner of Poirot's coffee shop.
The bloody setting sun shrouded the city in a layer of dim light, the scorching sun fell into the horizon, the dark night was blurred, and dots of stars loomed from the sky.
Saying goodbye to the hustle and bustle of the day, the city at the port gradually enters the night.
After clearing away all the tableware, the clerk who had been busy all day stood still in front of the last table of guests, with a formulaic smile on his face, and reminded: "This guest, it's our closing time..."
It was a man who was too weird.
His figure is much stronger than ordinary people. He wears an old-fashioned attire, disc glasses and his overly conspicuous bald head. The whole person is filled with a serious and dignified aura, making it difficult to approach.
He sat down when the store was about to close, ordered a cup of coffee, and then sat in the corner, as if waiting for someone.Even after hearing the reminder from the clerk, he was still unmoved.
Fyodor took off the waterproof gloves, put the dishes back, patted the shoulder of the employee who was in trouble, shook his head and said, "It's okay, you go back first, I will take care of the store."
"But……"
"It's okay, you're here to find me."
After hearing the store manager's explanation, the employees finally let go of their uneasiness.He nodded, and returned to the lounge hesitantly. He was still watching their every move until before he left, for fear of any accidents.
He knew that his store manager, Mikhail, had a tough background, but he was just a sick and weak person with a rather thin body and a poor physique.If I really wanted to have a dispute with this unprovoked guest, I'm afraid it would be difficult to protect myself.
But the boss reassured him, so he could only choose to believe.
Worrying about his own safety, the staff who turned back three steps and two times finally left, Fyodor's gentle and restrained temperament disappeared, as if abruptly switching his personality, and instantly turned into a cold and ruthless existence.
He walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling windows, smiled slightly at the top of a tall building in the distance, and then blocked all surveillance sights outside the store with thick and cumbersome European-style curtains.
As for the thoughts of the sniper who was caught by the target in an instant and even greeted him through the scope, it was beyond his concern.
The young man with a stagnant appearance sat down gracefully opposite the only remaining guests, and said firstly, "It seems that I am not as big as I am for having Mr. Taneda Shantou from the Supernatural Secret Service Section personally visit me." He poured out a pot of freshly brewed He placed black tea between the two of them and filled a cup for himself. The rising mist blurred his mask-covered face.
Unsurprisingly, the farming chief declined his suggestion to have a drink.
He took up the conversation, "After all, as one of the members of the 'Seven Betrayers', it is impossible to treat it with caution."
"Sure enough, you were monitoring him because you acted too aggressively back then." Fyodor took a sip of the hot tea, savoring the taste that Shuji Tsushima had disliked for many years.
Perhaps only he, who has Russian genes in essence, can get used to the weird taste of black tea mixed with white wine.
The vigilance of Zhongtian Shantouhuo remained undiminished, and the reflection of the lens covered his frowning brows, "It's not just us, I believe that government agencies in all countries have lingering fears about His Excellency Mikhail's supernatural power."
The person who needs to face is one of the top transcendents in the world, and the supernatural secret service department can only appear serious enough if the head of the farming field comes forward in person.
During the time when Mikhail was active on the world stage, the early stage was completely hidden behind his six companions, directing their every move as an organizational mind.His layout is perfect, easily manipulating people's hearts, and playing tricks on all enemies.
It wasn't until the later period, when all countries joined forces to attack in an attempt to defeat the seven crazy "betrayers" in one fell swoop, that Mikhail's supernatural powers appeared for the first time.
It was a scene like the destruction of everything in the world, and the end of the world.
The black demons covering the sky and the sun are dispatched to devour the afterglow of the setting sun, kiss the corners of the lips of the confused traveler, and wipe out all the light falling into the world.The Messenger of Death laughed and handed out pitch-black invitations. The invitees had no right to refuse, and they were annihilated by the explosion that followed, leaving no ashes behind.
In an instant, there was nothing left.
Whether it was the warships, bombers, submarines sailing towards that island, or the soldiers who unfortunately stepped into that area, even including the nearby sea surface, all of these completely disappeared from the world.
Likewise, the governments of the countries that closely monitor that area have recorded fluctuating data that caused this abnormality.
Naturally, this includes Japan's Supernatural Secret Service.
The man said: "Leaving aside the past, your Excellency knows the reason why I came here in person."
"What if I refuse?"
Fyodor pretended to be indifferent, and turned the cuff fabric of the bartender's uniform into a pure white bat in front of Zhongtian Shantouhuo.It seems that if the opponent makes any changes, they will immediately rush forward to destroy the enemy, "Do you really have the strength to stop me from the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"
"Since I dare to come here, I must be fully prepared." The farming chief just frowned slightly, and was not afraid of the threat.He clenched the folding fan in his arms, his eyes rested on the supernatural bat for a while, his eyes were dim, and he replied seriously: "Your Excellency will not do this."
Hearing this, Fyodor put away the ability, and the missing corner of the cuff was quickly filled by the white bat, so complete that there was no trace of splicing.
Deliberately guiding the other party's thinking, and thinking about the need for clothing for the activation medium of the [Demons] ability, is just a matter of following the trend.
He leaned back on the back of the sofa, withdrew all the fierce killing intent that was floating on the surface, relaxed his whole body, and said with a soft snort: "After all, you have dug out my every move these years."
It's a pity that Mikhail, the owner of Café Poirot, has a regular schedule, and it's hard to get any useful information from it.It is also a little unusual that he suddenly arrived at the store early in the morning and no longer waited until almost noon. The rest of the time he is a conscientious shop owner, and there is no abnormality.
But probably no one would have thought that the reason for arriving early was that he was forced to separate from his lover.
Fyodor's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up in a subtle arc, and he tapped his mask with his left hand.
He said abruptly: "In the Supernatural Secret Service Division, there must be supernatural beings who can read memories."
The heart rate of Tan Tian Shantouhuo on the opposite side of the table was out of rhythm for a moment. Even if it was quickly adjusted to normal, it could not hide from the administrator account that had been strengthened in all aspects.
The man who was personally involved in the danger did not speak, but looked at Mikhail with more serious eyes.
For a moment, the atmosphere was tense to the point of freezing.
"According to my behavior in the slums, normal people should be vigilant." Fyodor pretended to analyze, with only half of his face showing a half-smile, "But I didn't read this kind of emotion from you at all, Explain that from the beginning, you knew that I would not do this city any harm."
A transcendent who had disappeared for many years suddenly appeared in the Yokohama area and killed many people with supernatural powers.Normal official forces should be vigilant about his next move, monitor him secretly, and prepare multiple contingency plans at the same time, instead of boldly negotiating with high-level officials.
"You know my philosophy."
Fyodor chuckled and whispered, a dark crimson light flashed faintly from the gap between the eyes of the mask, "Look at this reaction, my guess is right."
Tantian Shantouhuo remained silent.
"Through some method, the Ability Secret Service Division learned what I said in the slums."
The young man stroked his upper lip with his fingertips, subconsciously wanting to bite his knuckles for a moment, then continued, "In order to prevent those children from intervening, I deliberately used French to talk to those pests."
French is a less common language than English.Not to mention that this is still Yokohama, Japan. There are not many local people who can know the content of the conversation between Fyodor and the leader of the Strain team, but this does not include the Supernatural Secret Service Division.
He deliberately tilted his head and said: "There was no unrelated person present at the time. Since this is the case, the only possibility is the supernatural power."
However, the facts are not as Fyodor speculates, or in other words, his conjectures are just elaborating the known script.
As early as the beginning of the layout, he and Shuji Tsushima calculated someone who should not appear on the bright side at this time, and wrote it into the dark line of the script.
It was Ango Sakaguchi who had not yet started his undercover port mafia mission.
His power and degeneration theory can read the memory of objects, and at this time, all the files linked to the official should be erased, and when he used his new identity to intervene in the dark forces in Yokohama, he was suddenly summoned urgently by his superiors.
It was about a transcendent who was crazy enough to destroy Japan. Even if there was a risk of identity exposure, the priority should be at the forefront.
After Ango Sakaguchi disguised himself, he went to the slums to join his colleagues in the blocked area, and used his ability to read everything that happened here not long ago.
The cake that didn't fit in the slums was the most conspicuous reminder, and it immediately locked Mikhail's location.And the concept he explained successfully paved the way for this negotiation, making the Supernatural Secret Service Division think that he is a person who can get along peacefully with the same goal.
You can even use Mikhail's idea to protect the city of Yokohama.
"As expected of the brains of the 'Seven Betrayers', you really can't hide it from Your Excellency."
Realizing that the important information could not be concealed from the other party, the Chief Farmer took out his folding fan and responded in a tone of pretended helplessness.
His expression changed slightly, and he returned to his previous serious appearance, and asked: "I just raise a question on behalf of myself, why do you want to protect the 'sheep' whom you have never met?"
Fyodor glanced at him.
"Ask knowingly." The young man sneered, groping for a black bug the size of a grain of rice under the table, and crushing it in front of the other party, "I'm talking to that sheep boy, you have been bugging me a long time ago."
After all, there has been a surge of strange customers in the store these days. Except for a few who were sent by the Supernatural Secret Service to install monitoring devices, most of the rest are innocent passers-by who did not know anything about this behavior as a cover.
The past that he least wanted to be known by others was exposed, and anger surged in his heart uncontrollably.Mikhail simply lifted the scar that had never healed, and let the blood and pain calm his anger.
"If my son hadn't died in the war, the children with the sheep would be about the same age now."
The hand that squeezed the black tea cup inadvertently applied force, and with a crisp "click", cracks instantly spread all over the bone china tea cup.
It is impossible to know whether this anger is aimed at the Supernatural Secret Service Division or the supernatural war that year.
"Sorry, I'm sorry." Realizing his gaffe, Mikhail quickly adjusted his emotions.
Fortunately, there was not much black tea left in the cup, and even though the cup was torn apart, the clothes could not be splashed.He swept the debris into the trash can under the table, filled the teacup that he had prepared for the other party politely, put it in front of him, and turned back into the elegant young shopkeeper.
"So, why did you choose Yokohama?" Seeing that the topic was about the same, and he roughly figured out the bottom line of this transcendent, Taneda Shantou finally asked the most important question of this trip, "Your Excellency Mikhail is Russian. Well, you are clearly not used to the climate here, why do you still stay here?"
It is not a secret that the "book" is in Yokohama. It is not known when it was reported, and this land is destined to become a stage for the decisive battle of the powerful from all sides.The Japanese officials once obtained the "book" for a short time, but it disappeared quickly. Now they only have a page in their hands that is kept secretly by the Supernatural Secret Service Division.
If Mikhail's purpose is to "book", he wants to change the fact that his son is dead, so he lurks secretly in Yokohama, waiting for a certain opportunity to make a move.This is actually okay, resurrecting a dead person will not have much impact on this world.
The question is, what if this transcendent, who is invincible in the world, wants to make the supernatural war never happen?
Although Mikhail is a rational person, his superhuman mind is enough to play with the world between applause.But is he really willing to miss the unique opportunity to create a utopia without disputes?
The world cannot afford such a future.
"Yeah, why..." Fyodor picked up the teacup and stared at his own reflection, as if he didn't know all the suspicions in the other party's heart, "It's because it was Pandora who brought up this point, only his I don't want to refuse the request."
He smiled helplessly, deliberately revealing a little pampering look, and then was filled with bitterness.
This kind of affection should not be something that should exist between ordinary friends, but like a lover, the stable party can't help but indulge his behavior, no matter what the request is, he can do it.
Of course, if you don't get a response from the other party, it will be too miserable.
Chief Farmer: "..."
Very good, the search can be focused on "the person behind the scenes is Pandora's Actor".
"In fact, it doesn't matter where I am, but Pandora doesn't need my company, and it doesn't matter if I agree to such a small matter as sitting in the company's branch." Fyodor explained.
"I'm retired, at least for now, let me be an ordinary coffee shop owner."
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