Don't worry, Yokohama is about to end

"What do you think, Da Zhuang?"

Mei Zhishang, who had dark circles under her eyes, rubbed her pulsating and swollen temples, and looked at her little friend beside her.

"You ask me what I think?"

The hunched Sakai Dazhuang heard the words, and twisted his neck like a robot, revealing two panda eyes that were also not sleeping well.

"I feel like we've time-traveled into a vulgar third-rate technology movie."

Dazhuang Sakai gritted his teeth and said that the resentment was very deep.

It has been two days since they discovered that shit research institute on Ruilong Street, neither Mei nor Da Zhuang have slept well in these two days.

Especially the confidential record at the end, as long as the silver-haired girl closes her eyes, there will be those densely packed, bloody lines in front of her eyes.

【What is wrong with our city...】

In the middle of the night, the silver-haired girl nestled in the bathtub, listening to the howls of monsters outside the villa, and instinctively sensed the violation.

The first generation of supernatural powers

Thunderbolt Street

clone

Myth Cell

Takumoto

and also……

Miracle Technology...

The excessive amount of information constantly impacted the girl's brain, especially the appearance of the "miracle technology" at the end, which made Mei feel uneasy.

That is a miracle technology——

What role did they play in the power that single-handedly turned Yokohama into what it is today as the "City of God"?

Tomoshang Mei couldn't sleep, she felt creepy.

If you can't sleep, then don't sleep.

After realizing that the insomnia could not subside for the time being, the silver-haired girl simply rubbed her cheeks, stepped out of the bathtub, turned on her optical brain and logged into the Yokohama Electronics Museum.

At the same time, the same situation happened downstairs, in Dazhuang Sakai's room.

So the next morning, Mei Zhishang, who walked out of the room, met Daizhuang Sakai, and both saw the dark circles under each other's eyes, and smiled tacitly.

Mei held up a strawberry-flavored nutritional supplement: "Battle meeting?"

"Battle meeting." Da Zhuang took a mint-flavored nutritional supplement in his mouth.

The two simply touched the test tube and reached a consensus.

"Let's start with the simple ones, first Ray Bowl Street."

In the study room of the villa, Zhishang Mei threw a stack of transcribed paper materials on the big desk with a bang, and the materials were turned over with a clatter, and stopped on a critical page.

"After comparing the dream city before, I compared it with Ruilong Street again, and found a very interesting thing."

Ruilong Street, Abandon Street

An abandoned street.

According to Tomogami Mei's father, Tomogami Takeki, Zuigan Street used to be the most unpopular area in Yokohama, filled with a lot of garbage and poor residents from the previous era.

Gamblers, foundlings, prostitutes, street children—

This situation did not change until after 1973, that is, 30 years ago.

Led by the Yokohama City Government and funded by Miracle Technology, the residents of this block have been overall regulated. All underage children will be taken over by the government and a unified education will be arranged.

As for those adults, although there is no detailed description in the information, they all have fixed destinations.

Since then, Lei Bo Street has completely changed. Except for some reasons, the original architectural style has been preserved, and that block has become an uninhabited "viewing" area.

That is today's Ruilong Street.

"If the "confidential record" is true, there is a high probability that some of the reasons why it cannot be removed are..."

At this point, Mei Zhishang frowned again, showing a disgusted expression, "It should be related to these human experiments."

"I investigated the records of missing persons in the past 60 years, and found that most of the children and women recorded belonged to the high-risk groups living on the edge, and they were the best targets living in Lei Bo Street."

"Then after the rectification in 1973?" Dazhuang Sakai asked suddenly.

Mei Zhishang shook his head: "After that, the rate of lost children in the city dropped to the lowest level, especially after the government implemented DNA chip binding, this rate has been stuck at 0."

As for whether it was true, or was it additionally concealed...

Mei and Da Zhuang looked at each other, and they also thought of the miracle technology in "Secret Records".

There are still too few clues about the miracle technology. After Mei drew a triangle on it heavily, she temporarily jumped to the next topic.

"Next is Mythology. "Sakai Dazhuang said.

The brown-eyed thin boy waved his hand, and a row of light curtains flew out of the light brain, projecting in front of the two of them.

"I checked the relevant information and found that the names of Yujinjin and Tamamomae all come from an ancient picture book called "Hundred Ghosts at Night", and these are largely from the gods or great demons in Japanese mythology. "

"For example, this "Imperial Cuisine Jin". Dazhuang Sakai clicked on one of the light curtains, and the content in the light curtain was enlarged, showing an image of an ukiyo-e character, "He is the Inari God in Japanese mythology, in charge of agricultural harvest and industrial and commercial prosperity. It is the current belief One of the broad gods. "

"Now there are two guesses."

Dazhuang Sakai raised his index finger: "One, these legendary gods and monsters really exist. They were captured by that research institute by some means and used in human experiments."

"Second..." Sakai Dazhuang continued to raise his middle finger, "The second possibility is that these Yuyanjin and Yuzaqian are all some kind of DNA extraction order, but they have been matched with corresponding mythological characters."

"But no matter which one it is, there is an unavoidable question."

"That institute, what is the purpose of doing these human experiments? What exactly are they trying to create?"

And these all point to the core of that "confidential record"——

Mei Zhishang and Daizo Sakai turned their heads together, and cast their eyes on the last line of the list.

【The first generation of supernatural powers】

??

Yokohama, the highest level of the port mafia headquarters.

"I didn't expect that we would meet again under such circumstances..." Sitting behind the huge desk, Mori Ogai looked at the visitor with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes, "I don't know this time, Guangminglei The president of Ruo's armed detective agency has come to our little port? Hei, what advice do you have, Your Excellency Fukuzawa."

Obliquely in front of the desk, a silver-haired man was sitting on the sofa. His hands were wrapped in the sleeves of his kimono, his back was straight, and his face was cold. Interested to come here."

Mori Ogai's expression remained unchanged: "To each other."

This is the office of the head of the port mafia. Not long ago, Fukuzawa Yukichi was unarmed, and his appearance at the headquarters inevitably aroused a lot of vigilance, even the five major cadres were alarmed.

"Is the enemy attacking?" Numerous guns raised and aimed at Fukuzawa Yukichi in the center of the hall.

The silver-haired man who was being aimed at by countless weapons showed no signs of fear, and just glanced sideways, making the foreheads of the front row of people break out in cold sweat.

The scene is instant, and it is about to explode.

"Everyone—put the guns down!"

An order sound interrupted the confrontation in the hall.

The guards were slightly taken aback, and neatly and quickly put away the weapons in their hands.

As the sound of leather shoes knocking on the ground approached, the vigilant black suits spread out to both sides like Moses dividing the sea, and a young man with red hair in a black coat and a Western-style hat appeared in front of Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his hat slightly, nodded and said: "I'm sorry, President Fukuzawa, the leader has been waiting for a long time."

"Thank you..."

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded in return.

He was deeply impressed by this young man. Chuya Zhongya, the gravity envoy of the port mafia, one of the five major cadres, is a man worthy of admiration.

Nakahara Nakahara was a little surprised by the friendly attitude of the other party, but his cobalt blue pupils did not show any sign of letting go of his guard. He followed Mori Ogai's order and took him to the top leader's office.

Afterwards, Nakahara Chuya stood guard at the door, and the heavy door closed, leaving only Mori Ogai and Fukuzawa Yukichi in the huge chief's office.

After a short verbal confrontation, the leaders of the two organizations clearly took sides, looked at each other for a moment, and turned their heads away in disgust.

tsk...

In a word, the atmosphere is really not friendly.

But even so, they agreed to meet in Hong Kong and Black today, but they had to do it. If you want to ask the reason——

Two days ago, Wanxiangtang.

"Okay, I see, thanks for your hard work."

Fukuzawa Yukichi hung up the phone and turned to look at the old man standing behind him.

The old man wore a brown coat similar to the London period of the 19th century, and sat on the desk in the Evening Fragrance Hall with a cane in his hands. His appearance was quite iconic, with brown, black, and black hair, behind him was the blackboard of the podium, and above the blackboard hung The inscription of the past reads, "No matter what is right, no matter how human, no matter what shame".

"How?" asked the old man.

"Just as Natsume-sensei predicted, the future Yokohama has traces of "first-generation people with different abilities". "

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at his life teacher complicatedly, and had a vague guess in his heart, "Teacher Natsume, could it be that the first generation of supernatural powers—"

The old man, Natsume Soseki did not answer, he stood up from his cane, and said to Fukuzawa Yukichi, "All the information has been collected, go, it's time to unite with PortMafia."

Then today, Fukuzawa Yukichi stood in the office of the head of Hong Kong and Black.

"A first-generation superhuman?"

Mori Ogai looked thoughtfully at the president of the Armed Detective Agency: "Your Excellency Fukuzawa, is that person's identity..."

"On this point, let Natsume-sensei talk about it."

Fukuzawa Yukichi did not give Mori Ogai extra time to test, and directly threw out the answerer.

Hearing this, Mori Ogai couldn't help but twitched the corners of his eyes.

Then the next second, the leader of the world's scumbags saw with a heartbeat that, according to legend, in his office, which was so heavily guarded that no mosquito would be let in, a three-colored cat came out of a dead corner and sat upright. in front of them.

"Natsume-sensei..." Mori Ogai felt a little stuck.

Sanhuamao raised his head, the disguise of supernatural powers was removed from his body, and an old man with high morals appeared in front of them.

The teacher of Mori Ogai and Fukuzawa Yukichi, the chief planner of the Yokohama Three Quarters concept, and the rumored strongest person with supernatural abilities——

Natsume Soseki...