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A massive amount of false information swept across major platforms in an attempt to conceal the true news about Dior Treatment Hospital from the public.

Including but not limited to limiting the flow of short videos.

Unfortunately, the CIA can put pressure on YouTube, Twitter, etc., but it cannot influence the public opinion platform of TikTok.

There is a very complicated relationship behind it.

So much so that on Douyin, people can still see things like patients suddenly recovering.

In particular, there is a new blogger named Xiangyejiang, who has some talent. With this wave of traffic, his subscribers have been increasing rapidly and have exceeded the 20,000 mark.

Her background also has selling points.

The girl was originally healthy, but she became blind after a hit-and-run accident with a rich man. However, she still did not give up and sang in the park whenever she had time.

In order to save the girl, the mother owed high-interest loans and lived a hard life. Then the company to which she owed the loan suddenly declared bankruptcy.

The lives of mother and daughter improved slightly, and Hibiki-chan miraculously regained her eyesight.

After regaining her life, she began to play songs praising God online and became a devout believer in God, believing that it was God who saved her.

In the past, such an incident would definitely be a major target of suppression by the CIA, but Dio has healed too many people recently.

All kinds of people signed up for TikTok, Twitter, and YouTube and started telling their experiences on them.

Coupled with some religious reasons, even the CIA could not erase those traces and could only try their best to direct the incident to God rather than Dio's name.

Chiyo Morimoto flipped the steak and fell into deep thought. She always felt that something was wrong. Was Dior really doing this to respond to the steps to go to heaven?

Although the importance of faith is clearly recorded in some religions, Dio's desire to ask for people's faith is still questionable.

At least Chiyoko Morimoto is skeptical.

No information related to the other world has been captured recently.

Chiyo Morimoto couldn't help but suspect that the other world was actually an illusion, a dream.

But the scenes I saw at that time were so real, and the characters were so vivid.

She couldn't imagine it being false, and could only attribute Dio's actions to metaphysics, which outsiders could never fathom.

After all, doing something in a certain period of time is indeed in line with the concept of metaphysics.

Although it is very likely that Mr. Yuga is just talking nonsense and wants to run away with the money, the knowledge he talked about is actually recorded.

Chiyo Morimoto was thinking about work, but she did not give up observing the pot.

When she saw that the steak was almost done, she turned off the induction cooker and put the steak on a plate.

At this moment, the door handle made a sound of turning, "Chiyo, I'm back."

"Well, wash your hands and eat."

Chiyo Morimoto put down the pot, untied her white apron, picked up the plate and placed it on the kitchen counter.

Qingze took a look at the short video played on Chiyo Morimoto's phone and said with a smile: "The quality of these bloggers' short videos is really good. The special effects are almost the same as those in Hollywood movies."

“Yeah, there are also some short videos with very crude special effects that look funny.”

Chiyo Morimoto swiped away the short video with her index finger, looked forward, and suddenly a strange thought flashed through her mind.

In the previous days, she had no doubts about Qingze, but when she looked at him again today, she suddenly found that Qingze seemed to be somewhat suspicious.

Chiyo Morimoto thought that maybe because she had no progress at work, her mind started to wander.

Perhaps this thought could only be truly eliminated when Qingze lost to Sunaga Takashi.

"Qingze, when will this year's Jade Dragon Banner be held?"

"Early August."

Qingze replied, smiling, "I will definitely win this time."

"To win the championship."

A complex look flashed across Chiyoko Morimoto's eyes, and it was unclear whether his confidence was based on ignorance or he was truly confident of winning the championship.

Why not test Qingze’s kendo skills on the spot?

This thought flashed through Chiyo Morimoto's mind, and she cut the steak with a knife and said, "Qingze, let's have a long-awaited sparring match later. Let me see if your kendo skills have improved."

A hint of surprise flashed across Qingze's face, and he nodded, "No problem, I'll let you know what it means to look at someone with new eyes after three days of absence."

"hehe."

Chiyo Morimoto chuckled softly, and this intensity best brought out the charm of her soft voice.

As a police captain, she is naturally no stranger to kendo, and is even quite strong. She is still the record holder for kills in the Women's Jade Dragon Flag Competition.

Forty-eight consecutive wins.

With such strength in kendo, he did not slack off even after entering the Metropolitan Police Department.

She seldom fought with Qingze because she was afraid of undermining his self-confidence, not because she couldn't beat him.

……

"noodle!"

With a loud shout, the soft voice was as sharp as a sword or a gun. Morimoto Chiyo swung the bamboo sword in her hand swiftly, and the sound of the wind rolled on Qingze's forehead, but did not actually hit him.

The bamboo sword stopped at Qingze's forehead. Morimoto Chiyo put away the bamboo sword and said with a complicated expression: "Qingze, I'm not trying to hit you. Your sword skills have improved a lot compared to before, but you are still within the range of mortals after all.

You can’t outsmart those geniuses.”

"Chiyo, this isn't the first time you've said something like this to me."

Qingze wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand. He did not use his superpowers to cheat just now. If he used the ability to stop time, Chiyo would easily notice something was wrong.

This person is not an outsider. She becomes suspicious and must make Qingze use the corresponding skills again to get to the bottom of the matter.

Obviously, Qingze's current physical condition is not strong enough to display the skills that can defeat Morimoto Chiyo without using the time stop.

He could only use his strength apart from his super powers to fight against Chiyoko Morimoto.

"This is a fact. If you plan to participate in the Jade Dragon Banner, the chances of winning are slim. I hope you can be mentally prepared."

Chiyo Morimoto sighed softly. She once fought with Takashi Sunaga using kendo out of curiosity, but she ended up not being able to withstand even a single move from him.

As far as kendo is concerned, high school sophomore Takashi Sunaga has already reached a level that many adults cannot reach.

It is no exaggeration to say that he can be compared with the ancient sword saints and sword masters who left their names in history for their kendo.

It was undoubtedly a monster.

Sunaga Takashi's brilliant talent in kendo makes him as different from ordinary people as the size difference between a three-year-old child and an ant.

The ant had no chance of beating him.

Unless it is a monster that tramples on reality and science, a person with super powers.

"Haha, don't worry, no matter what the result is, I will do my best."

Qingze threw the bamboo sword on the sofa and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I want to go out for a run and exercise."

"Ah."

Chiyo Morimoto reached out and rubbed his head, her eyes full of pampering as she said, "Since you want to do it, then go for it, Qingze."

……

The evening wind was a little cool. Qingze ran forward at full speed, following the familiar route, all the way to his final destination, the small park.

The sky grew dark. Even in summer, after seven o'clock, the sky would darken at an alarming speed.

Not to mention, Tokyo is in the rainy season.

The street lights were flickering due to poor contact. Qingze took a few breaths, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and increased his running speed to fourteen kilometers per hour. It was indeed very challenging.

Almost timed out.

He thought to himself, sat down, placed his right hand on the floor, and used his catalytic sensing ability to put himself into a state of mind where he had no desires or requests, in order to relieve the physical fatigue caused by running.

Through his ability, he made sure that there was no one else in the small park.

Qingze withdrew his hand, stood up and walked into the grove. He hid his cell phone, used his ability to replace elements, turned his body into a breeze, floating the leaves on the branches, and then activated Schrödinger's cat ability.

In an instant, he appeared in Shibuya.

There is a limit to the number of diseases that can be stored by Miraculous Hand. When the number reaches 500, he must release some of the collected diseases.

It was obviously inappropriate to return those diseases to ordinary people, so he decided to find some people who deserved it and give them these diseases.

Aosawa floated through the streets of Shibuya.

Shibuya at night is as prosperous as Shinjuku, but the street scenes are very different. The young people walking around are dressed rather strangely.

It’s okay for women, even if they dress a little weird, as long as they are good-looking and have a good figure, they can still be pleasing to the eye.

There are some men’s dressing styles that make Qingze feel deeply self-doubted. For example, does anyone really watch the live broadcast of a man wearing a pink Pikachu coat?

Qingze didn't understand, he just watched the uncle standing there twisting and turning, which seemed quite magical.

Occasionally, a few young people in strange costumes would pass by and choose to join in the dance, dancing together like the shaman dance in the countryside, twisting their bodies casually, and then leaving with a smile.

Random interactions like this may be the fun of the uncle’s live broadcast.

Of course, Qingze still prefers watching women dance.

After he understood this, he did not stay here to watch Uncle Pikachu dance, but chose to move closer to the building and use his catalytic sensing ability to search the area within a one-kilometer radius.

See if there is any lucky person who chooses to commit a crime while he is searching.

Pictures after pictures flooded into Qingze's mind.

Even after turning into wind, he still had a brain, for some reason he couldn't explain.

All kinds of complicated sounds were heard, and the one-kilometer area around Shibuya Station was obviously more prosperous than other places.

more people.

Qingze quickly distinguished those images and screened out those normal ones. When he found that no one had committed a crime, he quickly disappeared here and looked for the next place to continue the screening work.

This thing is like a lottery, you can't win it in one go.

Chapter 289 Chaos in the Dark Night

Shibuya, Ebisu.

Nishijo luxury apartment.

Landlord Masao Tsuchiu was busy bringing warmth to the residents of 301, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be piled up by his smile, "Mrs. Akino, I know you haven't been happy at work recently.

This is my small token of my appreciation, I hope you can accept it.”

As he spoke, he handed over a new LV bag.

Akino waved her hands and said, "I'm sorry, this bag is too valuable, please take it back."

"It doesn't matter. As the saying goes, a brand name bag won't cry unless it's in the hands of a beautiful woman."

Nishijo Masao had a big smile on his face. Instead of taking back the gift, he held Akino's fair right hand, forced the LV bag into that hand, and closed it.

Without waiting for Akino to refuse again, he waved and said, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Uh."

Akino showed a trace of confusion on her face.

As a highly educated woman, how could she not know that this old man had bad intentions, but the bag in his hand made her unable to refuse.

If you want to maintain a glamorous life, you must have brand-name embellishments.

But those famous brands are very expensive. In the current bad environment, people like her who call themselves middle class have very high daily living expenses.

She sighed and put the bag away. At worst, she could return it later.

When Masao Nishijo heard the door closing as he was walking away, a smug expression appeared on his face.

At the age of 56, if there is any pleasure for him, it is probably to communicate with the young wives of the tenants.

To fulfill some responsibilities for their husbands who are busy with work or have no time to accompany them.

After all, he is the landlord and must ensure the tenants' living experience.

Not only here, but all the young ladies in the thirteen high-end apartments need to be taken good care of.