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"Shokuhou-san... Shokuhou-san?"

Suzuki Sonoko frowned, she tentatively called Shokuhou Misaki twice.The girl's clear voice echoed in the clear tiled room, but she didn't get the response she hoped to hear.

Suzuki Sonoko faintly had a bad premonition.

She bent down, walked to the bottom of the wall and picked up the lip balm—she could smell a faint honey smell when she got close.

Obviously, this is something that belongs to Shokuhou Misaki.

The lip balm was thrown aside without the lid on, and the handbag that Shokuhou Misaki never left was placed on the sink just like that, but their owners were nowhere to be seen.

As Mao Lilan's friend, Suzuki Sonoko has experienced countless murders, kidnappings, bombings and other strange cases.These experiences made her subconsciously start thinking about things in a bad direction.

If Shokuhou Misaki left by himself, then it is impossible to leave without putting away the lip balm, right?After all, it is also her personal item.

Summarizing all the abnormal phenomena and guesses above... Sonoko Suzuki had to come to a bad conclusion.

Shokuhou Misaki, disappeared.

Misaka Mikoto was sitting in the living room of the apartment.

The floor of the living room was covered with thick blankets, and she was sitting on the soft carpet with a laptop on the low table in front of her.

She is struggling to use the language art she has learned all her life to try her best to beautify this practice report that Mr. Watanabe estimated would raise her blood pressure.

If the school finds out that they have done so many troublesome things in Tokyo... they will definitely be lectured severely.

After typing the last character, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Writing the report is too tiring..." Misaka Mikoto stood up while whispering to herself.After sitting for too long, her legs were numb.

She walked to the workbench in the open kitchen, poured a glass of water from the kettle, and added a few cubes of ice from the ice tray in the refrigerator.She planned to review the practice report again, and if there were no problems, she could submit it to Tokiwadai.

Misaka Mikoto thought so, but the sudden ringtone of her mobile phone interrupted her train of thought.

"It's so late, who is looking for me..." Misaka Mikoto walked to the edge of the coffee table holding the water cup, bent down and picked up the vibrating mobile phone on the coffee table, "Could it be that guy Shokuhou who caused trouble? No way……"

The caller displayed on the phone screen surprised Misaka Mikoto.

It's Sonoko Suzuki.

If she remembers correctly, Shokuhou Misaki did go shopping with Suzuki Sonoko tonight.

"Suzuki-san?" Misaka Mikoto answered the call, "What's the matter?"

Suzuki Sonoko's voice was very small and seemed a little vague: "...is missing."

"What's missing?" Misaka Mikoto repeated a few syllables of Suzuki Sonoko's words suspiciously.

"Shokuhou-san," Suzuki Sonoko sounded extremely flustered, "Shokuhou-san is missing! I can't find where she is!"

"You..." Misaka Mikoto couldn't believe it, "What did you say?"

Perhaps the news caused her too much mental turmoil. She moved her fingers and couldn't hold the water glass firmly, so the glass fell to the ground together with the water.The glass splashed in all directions, and the water soaked the girl's skirt, socks, and carpet, leaving a dark color on the fabric.

"Shokuhou Misaki...is she missing?"

Misaka Mikoto couldn't believe Suzuki Sonoko's words.

She just felt completely bewildered.

Suzuki Sonoko's tone of voice was already stained with crying, "I've searched all over, but I can't find it anywhere..."

"Shokuhou-san went to the bathroom with me, and when I came out, there was only Shokuhou-san's bag left on the bathroom pool, and the opened lipstick still fell on the floor, and then I went to find it... I didn't see her anywhere."

"How to do?"

Suzuki Sonoko's eye sockets have turned red.

Suzuki Sonoko did not choose to call the police immediately, but called Misaka Mikoto first.

There is only one difference between Shokuhou Misaki and them - superpowers.If it was really aimed at Shokuhou Misaki, then it must be aimed at superpowers.

In this case, it is better to tell Misaka Mikoto, who is also a superpower, about this matter. She may be able to find Shokuhou Misaki faster than the police.

"Where are you? I'll be right over!"

Misaka Mikoto didn't care about the wet skirt and socks, hurriedly picked up her things, put on her shoes and opened the door of the apartment.

She couldn't describe how she felt right now.

Misaka Mikoto never thought that Shokuhou Misaki would encounter any accidents... She is the strongest spiritual power user in Academy City, she can instantly control the Tokiwadai students in the entire library, even the Everyone in the street can only bow their heads for the Queen Bee... Why did something happen to her?

absurd.

This is ridiculous.

……

The tea-haired girl leaps between the tall buildings in this steel forest in Tokyo, blue and white lightning flashes around her, and the big white bird passes her by, and even turns her head in doubt—why can humans fly? ?

If the big white bird could get closer, it would be able to see the girl's expression clearly - just by looking at those beautiful brown pupils, one would be able to feel the suffocating anger rushing towards her face.

Counting from the time Suzuki Sonoko informed her of the address, Misaka Mikoto arrived in Ginza in just 10 minutes from the apartment building.She didn't care about keeping a low profile, and walked a straight distance away, of course, it was ridiculously fast.

"Misaka-san!" Suzuki Sonoko waved vigorously at Misaka Mikoto, "Here!"

She saw Misaka Mikoto at a glance—it couldn't be helped, Misaka Mikoto was too conspicuous.

It is also taking the air route. If it is a helicopter that lands in Ginza, then probably no one will make a fuss. After all, the rich people here walk everywhere.But if a person is flying and falling from the sky, then it is not a matter of having money... This will 100% attract everyone's attention.

Misaka Mikoto's eyes fell on the handbag held in Suzuki Sonoko's arms.

The white handbag has dark patterns of stars printed on it, and it is indeed the bag that Shokuhou Misaki never leaves.

Even if there is something to do, it is absolutely impossible for Shokuhou Misaki to leave the bag behind.

Misaka Mikoto knew very well that the medium used by Shokuhou Misaki to control her abilities was the remote control.It can be said that as long as the remote control is not at hand, Shokuhou Misaki will not use her abilities easily... Then she will most likely lose control of her abilities to the point of going berserk.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Shokuhou Misaki not to carry the remote control with him.

And the bag and the remote control were left behind, which can only confirm one thing: Shokuhou Misaki was indeed kidnapped.

But that doesn't make sense.

This is outside Academy City, how did those kidnappers manage to kidnap Shokuhou Misaki, the strongest spiritual ability user?

Misaka Mikoto took the bag from Suzuki Sonoko's arms, and she unzipped it to take a look inside.All the remotes in the bag were there, but besides the remote, there was an old fire whistle...and, the hairpin she used to tie up Shokuhou Misaki's long hair.

Didn't you say... lost it?

Misaka Mikoto pursed her lips tightly, and the girl's long eyelashes drooped down, casting a shadow.Countless complex emotions surged in the brown color, and her chest was swelled by unexplainable and inexplicable emotions.

The heart seems to be taking more emotion than it can handle.

Excessive.

Whatever was lost was a lie to her.unacceptable.

Shokuhou prayed for this liar.

"I didn't expect it to be so easy."

The voice of the man driving the car was relaxed, "I thought superpowers were so difficult to deal with... Isn't it very easy?"

His tone was full of contempt.

The man sitting in the co-pilot seat laughed: "What kind of superpower, after all, it's just a junior high school student, how strong can it be?"

Shokuhou Misaki fell into a coma.

The blond girl was lying and curled up in the trunk of the car, her long hair messily scattered on her shoulders and in the car.

She was knocked unconscious by a blow to the back of the head.

Although known as the strongest spiritual power user, if she loses her ability, then Her Lady Queen, who is frail, sports idiot, and physically useless, is a scumbag who can be beaten with one hand. kind.

The two men who attacked Shokuhou Misaki were not capable, they were just ordinary people—but as long as you look at their heads, you can find that both of them have strange machines on their brains.

It was a machine used to prevent interference by people with psychic abilities. As long as they wore this thing, Shokuhou Misaki's ability would lose its effect on them.

And what they were waiting for was a time when there were few people, it was quiet, and no one else could be manipulated by Shokuhou Misaki.

"What we have done is a big deal. This is a person with superpowers." The man driving was complacent.

"Maybe this task is completed," the man in the co-pilot seat was very excited. "We can get the code name given by the organization. I would prefer whiskey."

A code name named after wine—obviously, they are the people of the organization.

But it's just the lower-level people of the organization, at best, they are just small fish without a code name.

"You really dare to think about it, but...well, who doesn't want a code name?" The man driving the car cursed a few times with a smile, but his tone was full of expectation.

"Hey..." The man in the passenger seat was suddenly a little confused, his eyes fell on the rearview mirror of the vehicle through the screen of the machine, "The person behind us... who is it?"

The man driving looked over suspiciously, but the girl reflected in the rearview mirror surprised him, "Y-Misaka Mikoto?!"

"hateful!"

The man in the passenger seat cursed angrily, turned around and opened the window and leaned out his upper body.Holding the gun in his hand, he fired at Misaka Mikoto without hesitation.

But the bullet didn't penetrate the girl and splash blood as he thought.The brass-colored bullet didn't even touch her hair, and it deviated strangely when it was about to approach her, and the ballistic trajectory formed a weird corner.

Misaka Mikoto's brown pupils were burning with fierce anger, and blue-white lightning danced around her fingers.

"Who allowed you to touch her?"