The vest can't be broken if you make trouble

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After paying for the ambulance and medical expenses for the man who was fainted by his fright, Xinggong Zhenxun left the scene under the grateful eyes of his adopted sister and Mao Erniang.

The gold that Gojo Satoru exchanged for weighed several tons. This small amount of money was nothing to Xinggong Zhenxun, so he paid out very readily, and ordered that the other party should live in the highest-level ward.

Now that mobile payment is fast, anyone who wants money can just use Misaka Mikoto’s ability to move the account balance in the Swiss bank, but Hoshimiya Mahiro still wants to be a law-abiding person, and the reason why he wants gold is also considering Even in different worlds, gold is still an equivalent insured item, and it can be used in the worlds of Wenye, Mingke or Manhui.

[It’s really good to do a good deed every day. ] Xinggong really seeks the white fairway of the system.

[Come on, it’s not that you scared others into fainting, this is not called doing good deeds every day, it is called debtors. ] The system white ball poured cold water on him.

[Who told him to participate in that late-night attack to kill Shokuhou and the others?It also deserves it. ] Xinggong really seeks the way.

[I'm not a good person who doesn't hold grudges, but I still paid the medical bills in advance, can't it be said that I am doing good deeds? ]

[What nonsense...] The system white ball didn't understand.

[Release all the vests, now is a good time for activities, I can't relax alone, Yokohama is a good city for vacation. ] Xinggong Zhenxun ordered.

Although to a certain extent, the actions and thoughts of these vests can represent real people, they will always be controlled by the star palace and the system. In a sense, this is the tradition of the Crowley family.

His father, Aleister Crowley, had done something similar - stealing the body of Mathers' teacher Anna, and installing a controller on the back of her neck to make it move.Although Aleister respected and communicated with Anna when she was active, but after asking questions, he would immediately cut off the switch on the back of her neck to restore her to a corpse.

Xinggong Zhenxun is currently trying to add "activity" to the vests.

This is a very vague thing. His own idea is to let the vests have more contact with the outside world, accumulate more performance and experience, and maybe one day they will become people with real souls. The specific example is that they have no feelings of their own. Like the conscious Misaka sister, they can learn to obtain souls through contact with people.

How to deal with the relationship between the vest after obtaining the soul and their ontology, will there be an ethical relationship like human cloning?Xinggong Mahiro thinks there is no need to worry.

After all, he has more than one billion fathers... The self in the if line is also himself.

Talking to the white ball of the system in his heart, Xinggong Zhenxun walked around as he wanted, as if he was interested in the new environment, walked into the unmanned alley, turned a few turns and walked towards the deepest point——

Tsujimura Mizuki followed this suspicious coser all the way, and she was able to cover herself with the help of the crowd on the main road. As Xinggong Zhenxun went more and more remote, there were fewer and fewer people around her, and she gradually became a person.

Why did you come to that kind of place? Tsujimura Fukatsuki carefully raised his feet and passed by a piece of sewage that blocked two-thirds of the ground, so as not to let it stain the bottom of his trousers.

Doesn't he feel dirty?Tsujimura Shenyue thought, or is it that a remote place can give him pleasure?

No, no, you can't think of others that way, Tsujimura Fukatsuki corrected her thoughts, what if the other party is a very similar coser?Maybe he just lives here, just like the Raibo Street in the slums in Yokohama... But if the family is so poor, do you have the money to spend cosplay?And helping someone else pay for the ambulance...

Thinking of this, she felt a sudden pain in her head, "Huh!"

When I looked up, I found that my hair was caught by debris. There was a lot of debris in front of me, and it was almost impossible to get through. There was only a very narrow gap for people to pass through.

Tsujimura Fukatsuki: "..."

Is he a cat? !How did this go!

No way, she endured the narrowness and aggrievedness and tried a little bit to let herself through this gap.

"Fortunately, I have lost weight recently..." she said to herself.

Squeezing out from the gap, there was a wall in front of him, and the silver-haired boy had disappeared.

"what?"

Tsujimura Fukatsuki couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Behind her, the pile of sundries suddenly collapsed, making a "booming" sound, and tightly sealed the gap that could get out.

"Trapped!"

Tsujimura Fukatsuki turned around immediately.

On top of the pile of debris, there was already a young man with silver hair and blue eyes, a delicate face, holding a mobile phone in his right hand, and looking down at her.

"Are you looking for me?" Xinggong Zhenxun pointed at himself.

"Lanhuayue?"

After spitting out the name registered in the top-secret file, Tsujimura Fukazuki's eyes widened.

"What did you say?" Xinggong Zhenxun tilted his head, "You know me, this character?"

How could you not know him!That is the person on the list of terrorists that every intelligence agent must remember when he enters the department, Tsujimura Mizuki thought.

But she superficially said: "Because she is very famous."

"That comic, you dress up like that, I followed you because I wanted to take a photo with you."

If it's me, I absolutely can't have an affair with him. Instead of letting him find out that I'm following him because of his identity, it's better to cover up the past in another way. Anyway, someone did post his cosplay, and if the coser in front of me is not me, this sentence Words are also impeccable.

"You really know that you are stalking, knowingly committing the crime, I called the police?" Xinggong Zhenxun said indifferently, turning the phone.

"No!" Tsujimura Mizuki blurted out.

Although it’s not impossible to come out, the intelligence agents of the special ability special service department will definitely be ridiculed because they follow the target into the trap. Really, I didn’t expect to encounter such a thing, so I took half a day off with Mr. Ayatsuji to participate Comic exhibition, but because the technology is not up to standard, it is found that it is regarded as a stalker and called the police...

In other words, if he can call the police aboveboard, this kid is really a cosplayer and not himself, right?Tsujimura Fukatsuki thought so.

How could the real Lan Huayue do such a thing as calling the police? He should have blown up the whole place long ago... According to his performance in the file.

"I've already called the police, it's too late."

The silver-haired boy said vaguely, pointing the screen of the phone at her so that she could see the number broadcast on it clearly.

"Quick, stop quickly, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Tsujimura Shenyue realized that he had made a big oolong, and tried to make it up.

"Is the stalking intentional?" The young man grasped this point aggressively, "Who knows if you have something wrong with me."

"I must put you in prison! You incomprehensible man!"

"Because you are very similar to a certain target person, yes, I am on a mission!" Tsujimura Fukatsuki showed him his license as an intelligence officer.

"You look like a suspect so you followed the wrong person. I'm very sorry. Please hang up the phone. I won't hurt you."

Use the certificate to appease the other party, since he is an ordinary person, there is no reason for him to worry about being hurt by her, Tsujimura Mizuki thought.

"That's it..." Xinggong Zhenxun said meaningfully, flipped his hand across the picture, "Haha, I was lying to you just now, I didn't call the police."

"You——!" Being teased by someone younger than herself, Tsujimura Mizuki couldn't help but blush.

"Who told you to sneak around in the back? This is revenge." The silver-haired boy said, his words suddenly paused, as if he suddenly discovered something.

"Wait a minute, you know that my cosplayer is Lan Huayue, you are following me, Lan Huayue is the suspect? A paper man is wanted by you, is he a real person?" Xinggong Zhenxun deliberately widened his eyes and pretended Shocked and curious.

"No, it's not." This kind of words cannot be admitted, so Tsujimura Mizuki denied it.

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me." Xinggong Zhenxun waved his hand and jumped off the pile of debris, "Do you want to take a photo together? I also think I look like him now."

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I have met the role of an intelligence officer. It looks different from ordinary police and mafia. Come on, let's take a group photo as a commemoration, and then I will forgive you for identifying the wrong person, okay?"

Tsujimura Fukatsuki: "...Ah."

Looking at the exquisite face in front of her, she finally didn't say any words of rejection - although, as an intelligence officer, it's better not to leave photos or the like.

"Crack."

Hoshimiya Mahiro made a "v" gesture, and Tsujimura Fukatsuki smiled politely.

"Speaking of which, do you know the meaning of this gesture?" Xinggong Zhenxun asked suddenly.

"I don't know, ordinary scissorhands?" In fact, Tsujimura Fukatsuki thinks this pose for taking a photo is a bit old-fashioned, but because the boy is good-looking, this pose is not only not awkward, but also has a special sense of beauty.

"This posture is the initials of victory, representing the meaning of victory." The silver-haired boy explained.

"Okay, since you're not a bad person, it's time for me to leave."

"Wait, how do we get out?" Tsujimura Fukatsuki asked.

There is a blocked wall in front and a pile of debris behind, and it doesn't look like you can get out.

"Call the police." Xinggong Zhenxun suggested while rubbing his chin.

"So should we call the police in the end?"

Tsujimura Mizuki wanted to complain, but when she looked up, the boy had disappeared.

"Eh……?"

"Did you jump down from the pile of debris?" Tsujimura Fukatsuki looked at the place where he was standing, "If I had gone there, I would have to climb this pile of debris now... Woo, new clothes! "

Xinggong Zhenxun walked on the street, throwing up the phone and catching it again.

[The level of the Secret Service Division with different abilities, if they are all like this, I can understand why the port Mafia can be so big. ] He said to the system white ball.

[Maybe you meet a newbie. ] The system white ball said so.

[Perhaps, they tracked down what I was doing, wanted to monitor high-risk superpowers, and I was one of them, but I didn't want to be monitored, I wanted to enjoy the vacation life... and let some vests that haven't moved Active. ]

The sunny Xinggong Zhenxun was very comfortable. He yawned and walked into an electronics store to start a new round of shopping.

On the other hand, Tsujimura Fukatsuki returned to the detective agency—not the Armed Detective Agency, but the Ayatsuji Detective Agency.

"Go change your clothes first, there are maid's clothes over there." Ayatsuji pedestrian glanced at her and said.

"No!" Tsujimura Fukatsuki replied.

"That's why you went to dig through the trash." Looking at the dust on her pants, Ayatsuji pedestrian said casually.

"It's just that I met a cosplayer who looks like Lan Huayue, but the way back was blocked by piles of debris, that's all, it's not some garbage dump." Tsujimura Fukatsuki retorted him.

"Like it? It's probably me." Ayatsuji pedestrian replied.

"It's not me." Tsujimura Fukatsuki said firmly.

How could I take the initiative to call the police to arrest her, Lan Huayue is not a law-abiding citizen.

"You took the photo, right? Let's take a look at it now?" Ayatsuji pedestrian said.

"Want to bet? If you lose, put on that maid outfit—"

"Don't bet." Tsujimura Fukatsuki felt that he would not win.

"Wait, is he really Lan Huayue?"

Now that Ayatsuji Xingren said so, she also began to doubt.

"And how do you know I took the photo, teacher."

"The other party is a cosplayer. If you want to get close, there is only this reason. I think you will definitely use it." Ayatsuji pedestrians took the photo that Tsujimura Mizuki handed over.

Tsujimura Shenyue poked her head over, and couldn't help screaming when she saw the content on it.

"Eh?? Why did it change?"

It was originally a photo with the silver-haired boy, but now it is a photo of her alone, and the boy next to her has disappeared.

"He obviously made such a gesture, and asked me if I knew who invented it..." Tsujimura Fukatsuki stretched out his hand and made a V-shape.

Ayatsuji pedestrian looked at her with a smile, "Hasn't he already revealed who he is?"

The abnormality of the photo made Tsujimura Shenyue have to believe that the other party turned out to be Lan Huayue, but why is this an indication?

Tsujimura Fukatsuki didn't understand.

"Although you are a newcomer, at least you are my supervisor and the intelligence officer of the Supernatural Special Affairs Section," Ayatsuji pedestrian said, "It can be found that the person you are following is not a normal person and is suspicious. The fact that you crawled out of the pile of debris... It can be inferred that because he led you to a remote place, you were discovered and induced by him from the very beginning."

"There is also this gesture, V-shaped." Ayatsuji pedestrian paused, "It is a gesture invented by Aleister."

"Aleister... the original name of the chairman in the manga?" Tsujimura Mizuki immediately responded.

"But it's not mentioned in the manga." She had read the manga several times, and even checked the details.

"Aleister is also a person with supernatural powers in the West. This is a gesture he invented. If you look up the information, you will find that the name of Aleister, the chairman of Academy City, is not only in comics, but in reality. With Lan Huayue, there will still be Aleister in reality, just check it out."

Tsujimura Fukatsuki was startled.

How could this be possible!

It's so funny, obviously he led her to a remote place, but he started to accuse her of following him, and even more unexpectedly, that Lan Huayue would pretend to call the police!

What should I do?Now, have I exposed what the supernatural special service department thinks of him? Is this considered hostility?

Tsujimura Mizuki thought nervously.

"He didn't mean anything malicious, he just wanted to tease you." Ayatsuji pedestrian said.

"Really?" Tsujimura Fukatsuki asked.

"But teacher, you never met him face to face, how do you know..."

"...Observation," Ayatsuji pedestrian sighed.

"If I didn't want to tease you, why would I agree to take a photo with you and leave this obviously problematic photo?"

"Ah-choo!" Xinggong Zhenxun turned around and sneezed.

"Who's talking about me?" He muttered, "Is the leftover photo discovered?"

"It's really funny." The blond girl on the opposite side looked at Hoshimiya Mahiro who had just sneezed in distaste, and moved away calmly.

"In short, the thing is like this, whether you use your chess pieces quickly or 'book in advance', re-investigate the situation in the Special Ability Secret Service Division, I don't want this kind of thing to happen again." Xing Gong Really seek the way.

"Is it your attitude to beg for help?" Shokuhou Misaki asked dissatisfied.

"Don't think that you can command me like this now that you have the real power in Academy City—"

"Reversing the spell." To this, Hoshimiya Mahiro just said such a word.

"Got it! I'll tell you some news!"

Shokuhou Misaki placed the cup on the table heavily.