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The distance between the sip of water and the coffee was less than 1 cm, so close that it seemed like it was going to fall into the coffee.

Qingze reached out and took the tissue from the table, wiped Hojo Shinoko's saliva from the cup, put it in his pocket, and let time flow again.

The gray filter faded from my eyes.

Everything became colorful again.

Hojo Shinoko thought that her saliva fell into the coffee, but she was a little confused. Why were there no ripples?

Qingze didn't give her time to think about it. He picked up the coffee, took a sip, and complained, "I almost wasted this delicious cup of coffee."

"Senior Qingze, I'm so happy that you've finally become an open pervert!"

Hojo Shinoko clapped her hands in encouragement, and her level of perversion towards Senior Aozawa was raised to a higher level. This was a perverted hero who could drink the saliva of a beautiful girl without changing his expression.

"Ms. Hojo, please add holy water to my coffee too!"

The fat guest at the next table was excited. He shouted while handing his coffee forward. His eyes behind his glasses were full of anticipation, like a baby expecting to be fed by its mother.

Hojo Shinoko turned around. She remembered the theme of the cafe today. Her brows were shrouded in a deep chill. She stared at the customer as if he were trash. "A fat pig like you is only worthy of drinking the sweat from my feet that I wrung out of my stockings after a day of exercise."

"Ah, this sharp remark touched my heart. Miss Hojo is indeed the best!"

The fat guy shouted excitedly, and his intoxicated expression made Qingze's stomach churn. How dare these people say such things? They were so perverted.

Seeing the satisfied look on the guest's face, Hojo Shinoko felt a little happy.

No matter what kind of perversion it is, as long as it does not harm society or affect others, their interests and hobbies have the right to be satisfied.

"I'll take my leave first," said Hojo Shinoko, and continued to walk briskly on the street to solicit customers.

Qingze complained in his heart about the horrible natural talent of his junior schoolmate Hojo Shinoko.

The guests nearby gathered around him like cats smelling fish, staring at the coffee in his hand with eager eyes.

"Sir, I'm willing to pay twice the price for the latte in your hand." "I'm willing to pay three times!" "I'll pay four times!"

"You guys should not underestimate Miss Hojo, that is holy water spit out by a beautiful girl, JK, it is worth sixteen times the price!"

Listening to the angry offers from the people around him, Qingze said speechlessly: "Shut up, everyone! I won't sell it no matter how much money you offer!"

Qingze couldn't understand their thinking, the beautiful girl's saliva was also saliva.

They can actually drink it, they don't care about hygiene at all.

Qingze took a sip of coffee, then cut the blueberry cake in front of him with a knife and fork, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.

The sweetness slowly erodes between lips and teeth.

Qingze took out his cell phone and started browsing the news in Shinjuku District to see if there was anything worth noting.

This search allowed Qingze to lock on his next target.

This is news about a public nursing home in Okubo, Shinjuku, being accused of corruption and mistreating the elderly.

Over the past five years, five single elderly people without relatives died due to abuse. The devil caregiver has been detained according to law and will be "severely punished" by the law.

The director of this public nursing home just bowed and got away with it.

There was no subsequent punishment and the business is still in operation.

Is this reasonable?

It's obviously unreasonable!

Qingze thought that the devil nurse deserved to die, but the dean who condoned that kind of nurse and did not notice anything unusual for five years also deserved to die.

The caregiver leaves it to the law, and the manager leaves it to him.

Qingze decided to make it clear to the inactive dean that he should not think that any problem could be solved by bowing.

If it were that simple, the word revenge would not exist.

Qingze began to collect relevant information and find out the location of the public nursing home.

He was going to come over after finishing his coffee, and experiment with the combination of telekinesis, perspective, and time pause.

Chapter 42 Internal Explosion (Please read it on Tuesday)

Shinjuku, Okuyo Nursing Home.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the dean's office on the second floor, you can clearly see the green lawn outside and a dying old man sitting on a brown bench.

There were young caregivers pushing some elderly people sitting in wheelchairs, strolling along the bluestone path on the lawn.

The scene in the courtyard looks particularly harmonious.

When Taro Kawamura saw this scene, he was extremely annoyed.

"Asshole! Asshole!" He pounded on the desk like an angry bull, recalling how he bowed during the press conference.

I just felt extremely ashamed and angry.

In Japan, people can do bad things but cannot be caught doing bad things.

Bowing during a press conference is something that should be looked down upon.

His body trembled, then he leaned back and cursed, "Damn Jiro, you made me look bad in public, you are really useless!"

Gulp, the woman at the desk in front of him moved her throat. She was wearing the light pink nurse uniform from adult comics. She licked her lips and said, "Hateful~ Dean, don't talk about my husband casually.

"You always make me angry."

When Taro Kawamura heard what the nurse said, he smiled and said, "The most useful thing about that guy is that he married a plump beauty like you.

Everyone told him to be more careful, try to use methods that no one could find fault with, and let the elderly in the nursing home age legally and naturally.

Now that this matter has been exposed by the media, I must keep a low profile, lest the police find out that I used the bodies of the elderly to cover up and launder the organs of young people. "

Taro Kawamura runs a public nursing home. How can he turn it into his own treasure house?

He put a lot of thought into it.

First, let the elderly sign an organ donation agreement before their death, and then go to the designated hospital to donate the organs, and replace them with young people's organs. This will allow them to legally transplant to wealthy people and form an industrial chain.

The process is troublesome, but if something goes wrong, the reputation of those rich people will not be involved.

His business can grow bigger.

"Now Jiro is destined to go to prison. I will have to rely on you, the dean, for help from now on."

The female nurse had seductive eyes and crossed her arms over her chest, making the most of her advantages.

Taro Kawamura suddenly became energetic again.

The beauty of being a wife is that it allows you to demonstrate your power. A mediocre person is not qualified to plunder another person's spouse. Only a strong person can do such a thing.

"Don't talk to me."

Taro Kawamura lay back, and the female nurse understood what he meant. She came forward and covered his mouth with her bright red lips, making him unable to utter a word.

"Huh~" Taro Kawamura leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath. Thinking back to the scene at the press conference, he still felt a little unwilling.

What to do next?

Customers will certainly remain on the sidelines, and suppliers are also afraid of the risk of being caught by the police and dare not continue to contact us.

The only thing we can do is to lie low for the time being and wait until this storm has passed.

Kawamura Taro was thinking about something in his mind, and suddenly felt a trace of pain, and immediately cursed: "Asshole, are you that kind of inexperienced little girl?

Take it seriously!"

The nurse's pupils dilated, and she quickly freed her throat, asking in astonishment, "Who are you?"

Taro Kawamura frowned slightly and turned his head to face the floor-to-ceiling window facing the courtyard. The young man was standing there. A ray of sunlight shone through the glass onto his shoulder, which was out of tune with the darkness in the room and looked bright and vivid.

"You little brat, who told you to sneak here?!"

Taro Kawamura was furious and stood up from his seat. He felt that this man was particularly irritating.

He hates handsome guys.

Qingze looked at the couple.

With his ability of perspective, the body organs of both parties appeared before his eyes.

“Experience the pain.”

He didn't say much nonsense and raised his hand.

With a click, a gray filter quickly covered the world in front of me.

Taro Kawamura and the female nurse stood there like statues.

Qingze used his telekinesis to pinch Kawamura Taro's heart, then pulled his intestines, then pulled the fragile nerves in his thighs, and finally attacked him with a testicle explosion.

These are the three super power combinations he came up with.

Telekinesis can penetrate objects and also the human body.

The prerequisite is that he can see and has a specific goal.

Qingze hadn't thought of it before, but he just wanted to use his ability of perspective to see others.

Now he had that idea because he wanted to experiment with various ways of stopping time.

First, use time to pause, so that you have enough time to use telekinesis to attack the enemy's multiple vital points.

He ends the timeout.

The gray filter disappeared from the room, and Kawamura Taro originally wanted to laugh at the middle school boy who came from nowhere and talked about experiencing pain.

How could a man as rich and powerful as him possibly feel pain?

"Ah!" Before Taro Kawamura could finish his thoughts, he was hit by severe pain and let out a shrill scream.

The body could no longer stand still and fell to the ground, curling up like a boiled shrimp.

The pain in his thighs, heart, abdomen and lower body simultaneously made his brain lose the ability to speak.

The nurse looked at the scene and her pretty face turned pale with fright.

She had no idea what was going on, she only knew that after he finished speaking, Kawamura Taro became extremely painful.

What's happening here? !

The female nurse was so scared that she looked at Qingze with tearful eyes. The three unbuttoned buttons were her most proud weapon.

Qingze glanced at her and consoled her: "Don't worry, when I get ruthless I'll even hit women."

"No!" The female nurse was so scared that she kept shaking her head. Her legs went weak and she didn't even have the strength to run.

Taro Kawamura's painful cries still echoed in the office.

Qingze paused time again.

This time he did not hold back and used his telekinesis to destroy them from the inside.

In front of him who possesses super powers, humans are really vulnerable.

If I have to describe it, it is a humanoid self-propelled machine gun against ordinary people, a completely one-sided crushing.

……

One p.m.

Okubo Police Station received a very serious homicide case.

More than a dozen police cars rushed out and arrived at the Dajiubao Nursing Home, where a cordon was set up at the entrance.

Someone is arranging for family members to pick up the elderly inside.

A large number of elderly people were standing outside, like withered weeds, with no one paying attention to them.

Inspector Oda really wanted to take a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, but considering those media, he suppressed his urge to smoke and quickly walked into the crime scene.

Someone came forward to report: "Inspector Oda, it has been confirmed that the director, doctors, nurses, cooks... a total of 36 people in the nursing home are all dead.

There are no obvious wounds on the outside, and the person is vomiting blood. This should be caused by internal injuries. The specific cause needs to be determined by the forensic doctor. "

Seeing that there were no outsiders around, Inspector Oda took out his cigarette, took out one and bit it, muttering, "There have been a series of murders in Shinjuku today.

Oh, my life is miserable."