Conquer District 11

Of course it is not absolute, if it is someone like Chen Xiaofeng who has experienced life and death many times, maybe he can do this.

To be able to make a correct judgment at the moment of being attacked, speaking of it, it is just the psychological quality of making a judgment in an instant, and stepping onto the cruel battlefield with the consciousness of life and death-such a thing is definitely done by ordinary students less than.

To sum up, that is to say, those who were attacked were definitely not ordinary students.

However, according to the scene, I did not see the body of the friend of the last work, that is, the guy who lived should still be alive now, although I don’t know if he was arrested or has escaped, but no matter what the situation is, now is the economy. The situation will not change.

And now there seems to be no clue.

In short, let's notify the police now, at least they have some advanced equipment to help with the investigation.

After getting this judgment, Misaka Mikoto took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

But, don't you think it's strange?

Just when Misaka Mikoto pressed the phone button, she suddenly realized something strange.

Why... so far no one has reported the crime?

This is not a deserted suburb, and the time is only 22 o'clock, but why no one reported the crime?

Misaka Mikoto looked at the dilapidated commercial vehicle in front of her. Judging from the burnt appearance, it should have been a long time, and judging from the vehicle that rushed onto the sidewalk, it must have happened If there is a big accident, then someone will definitely hear it.Even because of the unknown light a few streets away, it is impossible for fires and traffic accidents to go unnoticed here.

So, there shouldn't be a need for Misaka Mikoto to report the crime with her mobile phone, there should be well-meaning citizens reporting the crime--what it should look like under normal circumstances, but now the strange thing here is that there is no one around to watch the excitement.

Misaka Mikoto looked around, there were only street lights on the street, without any sound, as if completely wrapped in the silence of the night, only the crackling of flames.

So... Is it possible to think so.

Not without causing a commotion, but if it fails to cause a commotion?

If the people around here seem to have mastered hypnotic magic——Misaka Mikoto, who originally sneered at non-science, began to understand that aspect after being in contact with "that world".

So... is this a conspiracy that has been planned for a long time?

This is just speculation, and it is not clear whether this is the case. In other words, Misaka Mikoto is completely in a state of confusion.

However, the most terrifying feeling did not come from this silence.

If it is really as conjectured, then the city is like a wood eroded by termites, without human manipulation, the city's skills are slowly stopping.

This helplessness dares to arise spontaneously.

Just like the helplessness in the face of difficult problems during an exam, Misaka Mikoto sweated anxiously in front of the snow-white answer sheet.

What the hell is going on in this city?

Suddenly, Misaka Mikoto found her hands were grabbed by a pair of cold hands.

"Hurry up—Misaka Misaka urged vigilantly."

The Last Work on the side suddenly made a rather urgent voice.

"Those villains are coming—Misaka Misaka is reporting the situation while pulling her sister and running towards the side of the road."

Misaka Mikoto was forcibly pulled behind a parked car by The Last Game and hid.

those bad guys?Do you mean the attacker?Misaka Mikoto was full of doubts.

But now there was no time to ask questions about confirmation, because Misaka Mikoto could hear the hum of the engine coming from afar.

The sound of the engine came from three black commercial vehicles without headlights on.

The car drove cautiously, the exhaust pipe made an unusually light sound, and finally stopped beside the ruins left by the battlefield.The car door was opened, and several black-clothed men in the same uniform as the man in black who fell to the ground died.

Even if it is only a rough estimate, the number of the other party will not be less than ten.It would be better if I was alone, but there was a Last Worker by my side, and her safety could not be guaranteed if she was too far away.

Even if the other party is a newcomer and is under siege, it is difficult for him to guarantee the safety of his last work.

and……

"Where did these guys get their guns?"

Misaka Mikoto couldn't help but say it.

The men in black who got out of the car were all equipped with automatic rifles of the same specification, and judging from their bulging waist pockets, they might have weapons such as grenades.

These guys, who looked similar to the security guards who guarded Academy City, were actually not friendly.

The tension emanating from them gave Misaka Mikoto reason to believe that as soon as the other party found herself and the last work, those bullets would be fired immediately.

The men in black uniforms rudely lifted up the "original" companion who had fallen on the ground, and threw them into the car.In addition, some of the men in black were taking other actions.

Misaka Mikoto noticed that one of the men was covered by something similar to a pesticide box for spraying pesticides, spraying the surrounding ground with a nozzle like spraying pesticides.

"That's an acid spray—Misaka Misaka explained."

"What's that?" Misaka Mikoto really didn't know anything about military stuff.

"It's an acid purification sprayer, which sprays out a special weak acid liquid, which can destroy fingerprints and bloodstains. It's a method of destroying evidence—Misaka Misaka retrieved information from her brain."

It seems that things are serious... Misaka Mikoto thought so.

Even though these guys have done such a big move, they are still trying their best to cover up the evidence. That is to say, if they find out that there are witnesses, even a fool can think of what they will do.

Speaking of which... if things really develop like that, Misaka Mikoto has no confidence at all that she can guarantee the safety of the final work.

Misaka Mikoto was so nervous that she dared not even breathe.

However, the sound of approaching footsteps still came from my ears.

Misaka Mikoto looked towards the foot of the last work.

Because the whole body was soaked in the last work, the footsteps with watermarks along the way extended to this place.

And now it was early spring, and it was night when the whole body was soaked——The Last Work was already shivering from the cold.In this case, it will hinder the movement. To put it bluntly, the body's response will become dull

However, even if there are footprints, at night, where there is not enough light, the other party should not notice it.

So, it's okay.Misaka Mikoto prayed in her heart.

but……

Snapped--

Even the people in black who were far away from Misaka Mikoto and the others looked in the direction of Misaka Mikoto and the others.