I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapter 89-090 Teleportation?

"..."

After a moment of silence, the Minister of Public Security slammed his fist on the control panel and roared, "What are you doing?"

"What's going on? Why has all the surveillance video from Section 5 been cut off?! How much kickbacks did your monitoring room take, and what kind of garbage equipment did you buy?!"

The few unfortunate technicians present were sweating profusely, frantically typing away at their keyboards until the video on the monitor screen was quickly restored.

But the surveillance video freezes on the last moment when the superhuman looks up at the camera.

The image on the screen remained unchanged.

"Why is this happening again? I want to see the live CCTV footage!"

A balding technician re-entered a series of commands, but the screen remained unchanged. After a long pause, he said uncertainly:

"It's not a malfunction...it seems like all the cameras on the ceiling have been destroyed."

In other words, the superhuman only glanced up once, and in an instant, he simultaneously destroyed five cameras on the ceiling at different angles and positions.

What kind of ability is this?

Like Superman, shooting lasers from your eyes?

Everyone couldn't help but look at the screen, meeting those mysterious eyes once more, before simultaneously shifting their gaze away.

All the electronic cameras on site were destroyed, which rendered all the Metropolitan Police Department bigwigs in the command center completely blind!

The Minister of Public Security's lips twitched, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he quickly asked:

"What about the communication equipment? Can the SAT troops on site still be contacted?!"

"Communication is normal!"

Fortunately, although the electronic cameras were destroyed, the communication equipment was still functioning normally, so their command center was not completely in the dark and could still control the situation through the communication equipment.

The Minister of Public Security, in a great hurry, grabbed the walkie-talkie and rattled off a barrage of questions like a machine gun:

"Captain, what's the situation on the ground? Have the superhumans attacked you? What are the SAT's losses? If attacked, retaliate immediately! Don't worry about the hostages!"

A stammering, seemingly shocked voice came through the communicator:

"No...we weren't attacked..."

The Minister of Public Security breathed a sigh of relief; the worst-case scenario he had anticipated had not occurred.

For example, no one answers the communication device, or a strange voice comes from the communicator, coldly telling him that he has failed the SAT.

That would really be the end!

Since no bloodshed has broken out yet, there is still room for de-escalation.

"But the superhuman has disappeared!"

"What? It's gone?"

The Minister of Public Security's heart pounded wildly; he could even hear his own heartbeat.

There were more than fifty SAT team members on site, completely blocking the entrance and exit of Section 5. There was also a team of SATs stationed at the stairwells upstairs and downstairs. Not even a fly could get out.

What happened in less than half a minute after the camera was destroyed?

"Yes, right in front of all of us, that superhuman seemed to turn into a wisp of smoke and vanished in an instant!"

Instant teleportation?

If it really is teleportation, then it would be an almost impossible task for the Metropolitan Police Department to catch a superhuman!

"Don't act rashly! There might still be superhumans present."

The Minister of Public Security's throat went dry, and his mind raced as he recalled the expert group's conclusions.

Whether it was the monk Jiroku or the superhuman in the red-cloud-patterned black robe who appeared at the Metropolitan Police Department this time, in previous records, they also mysteriously disappeared from the scene as if they were teleporting when they left.

However, the mainstream view of the expert group is that this is just a smokescreen, not the legendary spatial teleportation or instantaneous movement.

After all, there weren't many witnesses at either the apartment or the abandoned shopping mall, and the lighting was dim and the area was spacious. Human vision is easily deceived.

From a scientific perspective, compared to controlled nuclear fusion, which is always only fifty years away, space travel is simply impossible. Even the two fundamental theories of relativity and quantum mechanics cannot support the technology of instantaneous travel.

The expert team confidently asserted that spatial teleportation is simply impossible in this world.

Upon recalling these words, the Minister of Public Security immediately issued an order:

"SAT, maintain your position and close all entrances and exits to the Section 5 office! No one is allowed to enter or leave! I'll be there shortly."

The SAT staff on site remained vigilant, cautiously guarding the entrances and exits.

Soon, the Minister of Public Security arrived at the scene alone.

Guided by the SAT captain, he first went to the place where the superhumans disappeared and couldn't help but stomp his foot on the thick floor.

Without any official intervention, the Minister of Public Security then turned his attention to the SAT team members present.

The SATs were all wearing riot helmets, with black masks covering their faces below the eyes, obscuring their features. He frowned, cautiously issuing the order:

"Captain, count the number of people, then take off your masks in batches."

After the number of SATs on site was counted, it was exactly the same. When they took off their masks, they were all familiar faces to the team members. There were no superhumans mixed in.

However, the Minister of Public Security did not relax his vigilance. He then brought in a batch of complicated equipment and a dozen police dogs to thoroughly inspect the Fifth Division, including every corner of the ceiling.

After working hard for half a day, I still came up empty-handed in the end.

Only after confirming that the superhuman had truly disappeared and was not hiding using any tricks or deception did the group of Metropolitan Police Department bigwigs from the temporary command center arrive at the scene.

Seeing the safe with its door wide open, completely ransacked and not a single scrap of paper left, and Chief Mori lying unconscious on a stretcher along with other officers from the Fifth Division, all the high-ranking officers of the Metropolitan Police Department present were dumbfounded.

The Metropolitan Police Department mobilized a large force to make the arrest, and this is the final result?

The superhumans completely destroyed their hideout, even emptying out the archives. From beginning to end, the superhumans disdained to communicate with them, treating all the Metropolitan Police Department officers like mere billboards on the street.

The superhumans can come and go as they please, and the Metropolitan Police Department is powerless to stop them.

Even though these Metropolitan Police Department bureaucrats were all seasoned veterans, they still felt their faces burning with embarrassment.

It was like being slapped repeatedly across everyone's face!

"The archives had several rows of cabinets, containing thousands of files, weighing hundreds of kilograms. How did they all disappear?"

The Minister of Public Security looked ashen-faced, his eyes practically spitting fire.

"Not only have the people disappeared, but all the files have been taken away too. Is it really teleportation?!"

This time, it happened inside the closed tenth floor of the Metropolitan Police Department, a completely sealed room. The scene was surrounded by fifty SATs, and all entrances and exits were blocked. Yet, the superhuman still disappeared instantly in full view of everyone.

Not only that, they also emptied the entire archives room.

Aside from teleportation, there is no explanation for how the superhumans and all the documents disappeared.

An unnamed rage raged within the Minister of Public Security. He took several deep breaths, but finally couldn't hold back any longer and erupted in fury:

"Damn monsters! A bunch of good-for-nothings, a bunch of useless trash!"

I don't know who he was cursing.

I live with my brother, who has had a fever and cough since Saturday and was diagnosed with COVID-19 yesterday. I started experiencing symptoms yesterday, and started having a fever today too, so I'm definitely not going to get it...

Damn it, it's going to be released this week, and at this crucial juncture, I'm hoping to get my full attendance bonus from Qidian. I'm praying this attack won't be too severe.

(End of this chapter)