Tokyo: My superpowers are updated every week

Hojo Shinoko spoke her mind, crossed her arms over her chest and said, "Please don't do this, I just want to repay you with a lunch box, not with my body."

"Xiaozi, sometimes you are so serious that I can't tell whether you are joking or serious.

I just feel that it’s not nice to always eat your food, so I want to treat you to a meal, but if you don’t want to, forget it.”

“If treating me to a meal would make Qingze-senpai feel more comfortable accepting the bento, I wouldn’t mind, but my schedule is full this week.

Next week at noon on Sunday, you will treat me to a meal in Shinjuku."

"Why can't I treat you to lunch this Sunday?"

"Because I don't have any plans to have lunch with Senior Qingze on Sunday this week."

"But you didn't eat with anyone else, so what does that have to do with eating with me?"

In response to Qingze's questioning, Hojo Shinoko said confidently: "The schedule is to be followed, not to be broken.

I don't have plans to have dinner with Senior Qingze this week, so I'll have to arrange it for next weekend."

"Don't you think this is troublesome?"

"No trouble at all."

Hojo Shinoko shook her head and continued, “After arranging a week’s schedule, I will know what I will do next and what I will gain.

Don’t you think this is a great feeling, Senior Qingze? "

“I prefer unexpected surprises.”

Qingze shrugged, didn't continue the conversation, and walked towards the teaching building with his lunch box.

He is going to have dinner with Hojo Tetsuji.

After a hearty meal, it’s time to go to the Metropolitan Police Department’s detention center and talk to the prisoner about life.

The next step is to deal with Iwasaki and his men.

Using Schrödinger's cat, one noon is enough to solve the problem without having to wait until night.

……

Chiyoda-ku, Metropolitan Police Department.

The detention center's interview room.

The criminal who was denounced by netizens was sitting carelessly on a bench. He was 1.89 meters tall, with a face full of flesh, a short haircut so that his scalp could be seen, and he was wearing a gray T-shirt and trousers.

Hirano Toda picked up the crispy fried pork chop, took a big bite, and then ate a few mouthfuls of rice, making his mouth full of grease.

The lawyer sitting opposite said, "Remember, when you go to court tomorrow, follow the lines we gave you. Don't forget them."

A page of relevant lines was pushed forward by the lawyer. In order to get away with the crime smoothly without leaving any handle, it was natural to have to write the trial script in advance.

In court, the questions asked by the prosecution and the defense, the answers, when the judge speaks, etc.

Before the trial begins, everyone needs to memorize their lines in order to reach a very intense debate, and then reach an outcome of not guilty and release in court.

Hirano Toda nodded, swallowed the rice and pork chop in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I don't want to go back to jail and eat prison food anymore."

Lawyers make a lot of dirty money in this business, helping all kinds of villains get out of jail, and they boast that they are knowledgeable.

But it was the first time he saw someone so cruelly killing someone and then acting as if nothing had happened.

The lawyer couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid that they will turn into evil spirits and take revenge?"

Hirano Toda blinked and said in surprise, "Lawyer Gao Liu, you don't believe those nonsense stories about gods and ghosts, do you?"

Lawyer Gao Liu pushed the frame of his glasses and said, "Those things are hard to say."

"Haha, I thought that educated people like you didn't believe in those things. There are no evil spirits in this world, so why should I be afraid of those people?

After I kill them, they are just a pile of meat waiting to rot, no big deal."

Hirano Toda continued to lower his head and eat the pork cutlet rice in big mouthfuls.

He is a staunch atheist who does not believe in karma or the existence of gods or ghosts.

The first time he killed someone, he was still a little afraid that the person would turn into an evil spirit, but after killing so many people, he felt that killing people was no different from killing chickens, ducks, and fish.

Dead people are just a pile of motionless flesh, there are no evil spirits at all.

"makes sense."

Lawyer Takayanagi waited patiently for Hirano Toda to finish his meal before ending the meeting.

The policeman escorting Hirano Toda said with a disdainful tone: "Hurry up and leave."

"Haha."

Hirano Toda smiled, totally confused as to what these people were so proud of. They all despised him for his heinous crimes.

But compared to him, how much better are these people?

A tax thief who just slacks off all day and doesn't want to do any real work.

A lawyer who makes dirty money for those big shots.

What qualifications and standing do they have to laugh at themselves?

Hirano Toda couldn't figure it out, and was too lazy to think about it.

His education level was never very high, and he just hummed a song as he walked towards the room where he was imprisoned.

Such an arrogant attitude made the policeman's face look even more disgusted. However, due to the detention center rules, he couldn't take any action. He directly took the man back to the room and slammed the door shut.

"sorry to bother you."

Hirano Toda knew that he disliked him, so he pretended to be polite.

The policeman's face turned pale. He did not respond to him and just left.

"Haha."

Hirano Toda laughed, turned around, and the smile on his face froze.

Chapter 128: Let You See the Evil Spirit

The detention room is square in shape, with tatami on the floor and a bed in the corner.

At the innermost part is a Western-style bathroom with an automatic sensor door.

Besides, there should be nothing in the house.

This was not the first time that Hirano Toda had been in a detention center.

Look through his life history.

Going to a detention center or jail is as common as eating and drinking.

In his thirty-six years of life, he spent twenty-three years in prison and detention centers.

Coming back here is like coming home.

However, Hirano Toda could not feel any relief at the moment. He only felt his heart was tightened by a fear he had never experienced before.

His eyes widened, and he briefly suspected that he was hallucinating from the drugs he took.

If it wasn't an illusion, how could the man he killed be standing in front of him?

His honest facial features were pale, and he was wearing a black T-shirt and trousers.

This is an illusion...

Cold sweat broke out on Hirano Toda's forehead, and there was no trace of ferocity on his face anymore. He swallowed and opened his mouth to call out to the people in the detention center.

"Ah." His mouth was clearly open, but he couldn't speak. It was as if an invisible hand was stuffed into his throat, holding his larynx.

"what."

Hirano Toda could only make a few sounds, and the expression on his face became more and more frightened.

He finally realized that this was not an illusion, it was real.

It turns out there really are ghosts in this world!

Hirano Toda turned around and wanted to knock on the door to alert the people outside to come and rescue him.

Prisoners also have the right to live!

But his tongue was suddenly pulled towards the evil spirit, and the severe pain forced him to move away from the door.

The cold gaze frightened him so much that a large spot on his pants got wet, and he tried hard to retreat towards the door.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Hirano Toda was frightened and cried.

The evil spirit approached step by step, growling: "Give me back my life~"

The voice that seemed to come from the underworld made Hirano Toda's heart tremble. He began to retreat with all his strength and shook his head frantically.

The tear-stained eyes were full of pleading.

Please don't let the evil spirit come over here.

He is just a thug.

“You’re going to hell.”

The evil spirit continued speaking, stepping forward, slowly raising his hands in a gesture as if to strangle him.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Hirano Toda looked at the evil spirit that continued to approach, and panic ran wildly in his body like a wild horse.

When the evil spirit's hand was about to strangle his neck, his fear reached its peak. His body twitched violently, and the muscles on his face froze in an extremely terrified expression.

He stopped breathing and was actually frightened to death.

"Tsk, I thought he was a brave man."

The evil spirit complained, and its body slowly turned translucent.

He did not continue to use his telekinesis to pull Hirano Toda's body, allowing him to knock heavily on the door.

There was a loud sound when the head hit.

He can also use other superpowers when he enters Schrödinger's cat state.

The catalytic sensing ability was always on, allowing him to see the people coming outside.

"Hirano, what are you slapping?"

An impatient voice floated from outside.

The policeman looked inside and found no sign of the criminal, so he opened the door again.

Hirano Toda's body fell directly to the ground, his mouth wide open, his eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets, staring blankly at the police.

"what!"

He stepped back in fear and shouted, "Hurry up, someone's in trouble!"

……

Saitama Prefecture, Iwasaki family.

The bigwigs who were discussing how to reap the profits at home left, and only the younger generation continued to stay in the mansion.

Iwasaki Taro put down his knife and fork, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth. He smiled and said, "Okay, the bear has been delivered to the door. Let's see how 007 deals with the brown bear."

"Haha, you will definitely be surprised if you see it."

Mitsui Takao smiled and stopped eating.

Most of the dishes on the table in front of me were only eaten in one bite.

For them, dining is not only about filling their stomachs, but more importantly, it should be delicious.

It is enough to eat the most delicious part of a dish.

The rest is garbage that should not be eaten.

There are now eight billion people in the world.

Nearly three billion people are in a state of hunger, unable to satisfy their basic needs.