Tokyo: My superpowers are updated every week

Emily almost wanted to overturn the table to express her rage.

She knew nothing about theology and was a complete layman. She rashly accepted all kinds of knowledge and a series of words imparted to her by a person of such a doctoral level, which made her head explode.

"Maybe Dior's going to heaven is just a little bit here, a little bit there, and then piecing together the complete plan."

Chiyo Morimoto's words made Emily fall into deep thought. She was already trying her best just to digest the doctor's knowledge, and it was impossible for her to free up her brain to think about other things.

Now that I think about it, maybe what Chiyo Morimoto said was right. We don’t have to follow the methods of Buddhism or Taoism, but we can extract the essence from them and then piece together a way to go to heaven.

"Morimoto, that's a good idea. I'll remember the key points first."

Emily thinks she is smart, but she doesn't think she is omnipotent.

No matter how smart a person is, there will always be omissions in his ideas, which need to be completed by someone else.

Emily was in a good mood. She picked up the meat and said with high morale: "Let's continue working after we finish eating!"

……

At the same time, on the rooftop of the teaching building of Guanghui High School.

Qingze swallowed the last piece of fried pork chop, without even a grain of rice left in it.

Wasting food is shameful.

Hojo Tetsuji squatted beside him, sipping the Coke that he had already finished, like a malfunctioning robot.

"Haven't you figured it out yet?"

“Hey, the young lady told me not to tell you the truth about my mental journey, for fear of scaring Sayuri.

But if I were to lie to Sayuri, I wouldn’t know how to tell her. ”

Hojo Tetsuji scratched his head. He was not good at lying and every time he lied, others would easily expose it.

Qingze closed the lunch box and said with a smile: "Since you are so distressed, I will give you an idea. You don't need to lie deliberately, just say that you painted it for someone.

As for who that someone is, unless you expose her, Sayuri would be embarrassed to think that it is herself.

At least you don’t have to worry about scaring her even if you don’t admit it verbally or in your heart.”

This sentence was like a ray of light that cleared the clouds, and Hojo Tetsuji suddenly became enlightened. He quickly stood up and said excitedly: "Qingze, you are really a genius!

Yes, that's what I should do!

As long as she uses someone else as a substitute, it won't be considered a lie to Sayuri, and this unknown nature can also arouse Sayuri's curiosity about that person.

Maybe she's paying a lot of attention to me because she wants to know if that person is herself!"

Seeing his excited expression, Qingze waved his hand and said, "You can dream slowly. I'll find a place to take a nap first."

Hojo Tetsuji asked in confusion, "You take a nap every day, are you that sleepy at night?"

“This is called health preservation.”

Qingze waved his hand without looking back and walked towards the stairs. He decided to take a walk outside the school to see if there was anything fun.

PS: Thanks to Bu Ru Dao, Goddess Liu Pai, and Guokr Mei Xin for the rewards.

Chapter 267 I’m afraid that gangsters are educated

Using the ability of element replacement, not all elements can jump at will.

For example, the element of wind. When Qingze turned into the wind, there were not so many red dots in his brain, and he could only go with the wind.

He didn't know the reason, but if wind was everywhere, then electricity was also everywhere.

Qingze passed through the street in the form of the free wind, causing a group of women in short skirts to scream, and then rushed into the sky from the end of the street.

He did not absorb the wind around him, but floated leisurely into the air, as if lying on the clouds, moving slowly forward.

Dense clouds covered the blue sky, leaving only a grayish-white sky view for the people below.

Only he could look up and see the clear blue sky and the bright sunshine.

What a beautiful view.

Qingze sighed in his heart, turned over again, peeled off the thick clouds, and floated down quickly. In an empty alley, he switched the element to electricity.

Crackling, lightning scattered in the air, and countless red dots jumped in Qingze's mind.

He randomly selected a red dot and quickly drilled into it, with a slight static jump.

This is a mobile phone.

Qingze did not stay any longer and jumped to the next place again.

……

Cold and dark.

Hiroshi Andachi had no idea what had happened to him. He only remembered that his last impression was that he was waiting for guests in an independent office.

Late at night, the Metropolitan Police Department contacted him and asked him to set aside some time in the morning to discuss academic issues with a woman named Emily.

While waiting, he felt a pain in the back of his neck and lost consciousness.

When he regained consciousness, Hiroshi Adachi's eyes were blindfolded and his mouth was taped with something, making him unable to make a sound.

Who did this?

Doubts flashed through his mind.

As a history tutor at the University of Tokyo, he prided himself on being incorruptible and not having much in his bank account. The kidnappers would not be stupid enough to kidnap a history tutor and demand money.

I don't have any debt outside.

His gambling skills are pretty good, and he usually wins more than he loses.

There is no enmity between colleagues.

As for the girls he targeted, it was even more impossible.

Hiroshi Adachi is not stupid. Before taking action, he always wants to know the other party's family background. The people he chooses are girls with clean family backgrounds and no close family members living in Tokyo.

Those who go to great lengths to get into the University of Tokyo from the countryside often cherish their chance to reverse their fate.

It was impossible to disobey him.

Hiroshi Ando thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure out who had attacked him.

I don’t know how long I will stay in such a place, ten days or one day?

hungry.

When Hiroshi Adachi was reminiscing about the past for the umpteenth time, he heard a slight sound in his ear.

Click, as if a door opened, and then there was the sound of footsteps, like the sound of high heels stepping on the ground.

"It looks like you're awake, Dr. Anda."

The sound was crisp and clear. Hiroshi Adachi frowned slightly. He could guarantee that he had never heard such a sound before.

The thing stuck in the mouth was torn off, and the black cloth on it was also taken off.

"who are you?"

Hiroshi Adachi questioned and looked around, realizing that they were in a dim warehouse.

The area occupied is not small, and most of the shelf area is empty, with only a small part filled with goods.

In addition to the white-collar woman in front of him, there were four other men in black. One of them looked particularly tall and thin, with arms that reached his knees. His skin color did not look like that of an Asian, but was black.

“I’m sorry to have you here in this way.

Dr. Anda, we are doing this to protect your safety."

The woman showed a hint of sincerity on her face and asked her men to untie the ropes tied around him.

Hiroshi Andachi really wanted to complain about this way of protecting himself, but he was afraid of angering this woman with a slightly abnormal brain.

He held back what he wanted to say and said, "Really? Then I really have to thank you."

"You're welcome. I'm Yuina Soma from the New World Church."

When he heard the name of the New World Church, Hiroshi Andachi's pupils suddenly dilated. He remembered clearly that the day before yesterday, this church had ordered people to find him.

They wanted him to help compile scriptures for dissemination within the University of Tokyo.

Although the New World Church offered a generous reward, Hiroshi Adachi did not accept it.

How could a great master of the East University compile scriptures and help promote those inferior churches?

If this matter gets out, his reputation will be ruined.

Hiroshi Adachi makes his living by his reputation, so naturally he doesn't want to damage his reputation.

So he flatly rejected the other party's request, but he didn't expect that these crazy people would actually kidnap him.

"I should have said that my ability and knowledge are not enough to compile the scriptures of your religion. You should find someone else."

"Dr. Anda, I want you to take a look at this one."

Soma Yuina showed no sign of annoyance at his rejection and turned to point to the other side.

……

Hiroshi Adachi followed her finger and saw that behind an empty shelf, there was also someone tied to a chair, his eyes covered with a black cloth and his mouth taped.

He looks tall and strong.

The face seemed familiar to Hiroshi Adachi. After looking closely, he found that it was Shimakawa Ryoko's brother, Shimakawa Masao.

"What do you mean?"

Hiroshi Ando frowned.

Soma Yuina said, "This man is not a car mechanic, he is an important member of the Daikoku Group, Shimakawa Masao, nicknamed the workaholic.

If we hadn't discovered his conspiracy in advance, you would have been captured by the people he arranged.

Maybe the body has been sent to the slaughterhouse and mixed with the pork and put into the can."

There was a hint of surprise on Hiroshi Adachi's face.

Before he revealed his true face, he tried to talk to Shimakawa Ryoko. That girl looked honest, but she actually lied behind his back. She was really just tying herself up in knots.

If he knew about that relationship, he would never have attacked Shimakawa Ryoko.

Wait, Hiroshi Adachi reacted and said, "Did you cause Ryoko's death?"

"Dr. Anda, the root cause is you. If you hadn't caused her to suffer from depression, we wouldn't have been able to force her to end her life by verbally abusing her."

Soma Yuina did not deny that she had contributed to this matter. She patted Adachi Hiroshi on the shoulder and said, "Now we are friends with a common secret. I believe you will not refuse a friend's request."

"Why do you have to look for me?"

Hiroshi Adachi was very depressed. There were many doctors in Tokyo who were proficient in such things.

He refused and said he could find someone else.

Soma Yuina said seriously: "God's request cannot be rejected. God asks you to compile it, so you must compile it."

That being said, Soma Yuina actually drew Adachi Hiroshi's name in a random draw, and decided to have Adachi Hiroshi compile the church scriptures to help them spread the New World Church within the University of Tokyo.

Even if this person does not agree, Soma Yuina has plenty of ways to make him agree.

A look of helplessness flashed across Hiroshi Ando's face. He had not expected that at this age he would still face the risk of having his reputation ruined.

In their circle, attacking students is not a big deal. It is better to say that many tutors have such a habit.

But compiling scriptures for the New World Church and helping to spread them is different.

They are intellectuals who look down upon those kinds of superstitious things. Even though he is a doctor who specializes in that kind of stuff, he has never believed in it.

I study this knowledge just to get an extra salary.

"Okay, I promise you, but if you kidnap me, it might cause quite a stir. I have an appointment with someone from the Metropolitan Police Department today."

"It's okay. I have someone in the Metropolitan Police Department."

Soma Yuina smiled.

The Japanese government advocates cracking down on religions that engage in improper behavior. In fact, as long as they don't go too far, there are no restrictions at all.

Hiroshi Adachi was feeling depressed and wanted to vent. He glanced at Masao Shimakawa and asked, "How are you going to deal with him?"