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Any human who grows up drinking lead in tap water will not become very intelligent and will have difficulty controlling his temper.

It is a disease, a disease that capitalists give to the poor in order to save budget.

The most terrifying thing is that even if this disease is exposed, the poor cannot change.

"Knowing that will only make you more miserable."

Ponte shook his head. He was not afraid of Amaniyaz awakening at all. He was already married and had a wife and children.

As long as he wants his wife and children to live a good life, he must continue to work for the Morgan Consortium and become a wild dog that obeys orders.

There is no difference between awakening and not awakening.

No, it should be said that awakening does have some benefits. At least it makes Ponte's life more interesting.

It feels great to see Amaniyaz reluctantly but forced to do things according to my arrangements!

Ponte said: “Let Ruan Long commit a crime in Shinjuku tonight and install a gas bracelet on him.

Once Dio appears, have him turn on the bracelet and release the poison gas into the air.

That kind of psychedelic gas is a product of the most advanced biological research laboratory in the United States and has a very strong nerve-paralyzing effect.

Only one gram is needed to paralyze a whale. It is colorless and odorless. I prepared one kilogram for Dio. Even an apostle may not be able to bear it."

Pavao was just an experiment to see if Dio could really be attracted. The next action was the highlight.

Ponte stood up and walked outside. In order to ensure his own safety, he decided to change his settlement every once in a while to avoid being found by Dio.

Amaniyaz frowned slightly, but still nodded and said, "Okay."

As this person said, he had no power to resist Ponte.

This is a man that even the devil would bow down to.

……

When it was time to get off work, Chiyo Morimoto finished the job of handing the case over to the detective without any hesitation.

She boarded the train back to Ayase and sat in the women's carriage.

Chiyo Morimoto leaned back, lost in thought.

The detective is constantly fed with various cases in this way. When the cases in Shinjuku are finished, the next step is Shibuya.

After Shibuya, it’s Ikebukuro, and sooner or later it’s Adachi Ward’s turn.

Chiyo Morimoto felt a little anxious. She was afraid that if she handed the case in Adachi District over to the detective, it might lead to some bad results.

To put it bluntly, she was worried that Qingze was related to Dio.

Originally, she didn't need to be anxious and could wait patiently for the results of the Jade Dragon Flag to come out before judging whether Qingze was related to Dior.

But the current situation is obviously not good. Under the detective's relentless pressure, Chiyoko Morimoto has to get a specific answer as soon as possible, that is, whether to tell Qingze in advance?

Let him confront himself.

But what should she do if Qingze continues to deny it?

In other words, if Qingze had nothing to do with Dio, his repeated suspicion and distrust of him would hurt Qingze's heart.

Upright officials can hardly break housework.

Even a smart person like Chiyo Morimoto finds such household chores difficult to deal with.

Qingze is not someone else, so she must consider Qingze's feelings and take prudent measures.

"It's so annoying."

Chiyo Morimoto muttered something, and when she arrived at her stop, she got off the bus directly.

The even more annoying drizzle began to fall to the ground again.

The annoying rainy season will continue for some time.

Chiyo Morimoto became more and more upset. She opened her umbrella and walked towards Ayase's apartment, stopping by the supermarket to buy food for tonight.

The weather was a little cool, so she planned to make oden and eat some hot food, and then buy a few bottles of beer to replenish the stock at home.

Chiyo Morimoto paused with her hand holding the wine, and suddenly a method that did not require any explanation to test Qingze flashed through her mind, that is, to pretend to be drunk.

She just didn't believe that Qingze could still go out for his daily night run after seeing her drunk, and he would definitely stay at home to take care of her.

If Dio did not show up at night for four or five days in a row, the possibility that Qingze was Dio would greatly increase.

Thinking of this, Chiyo Morimoto stopped buying low-alcohol beers and instead chose high-alcohol liquor and shochu in the supermarket.

The excuse for drinking is too much work pressure.

The more Chiyo Morimoto thought about it, the more she felt that her idea was a good one. She bought a lot of wine and returned home with a lot of ingredients.

She put on a white apron and started to get busy.

……

"I feel like Tetsuji and Sayuri have made great progress. They have already exchanged LINE messages and even agreed to meet at the accessories store on Saturday to collect materials for the comics."

"Meiji, this is all thanks to you."

“I just did what I had to do.”

"Okay, let's stop talking. I'm at the door."

The drizzle stopped at some point, but Qingze didn't notice. He still held the umbrella and chatted with Fenghuangyuan Meiji and the others. The conversation ended when they reached the apartment door.

It was then that he realized that it was no longer raining. He put away his umbrella, walked into the apartment, and took the elevator to the sixth floor.

Qingze opened the door and shouted, "I'm back, Chiyo."

A strong aroma of wine wafted into his nose, and he looked at the kitchen bar, where steaming oden was placed, and several empty bottles and wine were placed next to the tall woman.

"Welcome back~ Qingze, have a few drinks with me~"

Chiyo Morimoto's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were clearly drunk, and she waved, "Don't just stand there~"

Hot breath came out of her red lips. Chiyo Morimoto had dinner early just to cover up the two overturned shochu bottles.

Otherwise, if she really drank according to Qingze's known alcohol tolerance, then she would not be pretending to be drunk, but really drunk.

Qingze couldn't even react much when her clothes were taken off, let alone leaving home.

"Chiyo, what happened to you?"

Qingze closed the door with his backhand, a hint of surprise on his face. He remembered that Chiyo always hated getting drunk and always said that being slightly tipsy was considered drinking.

Getting drunk is asking for trouble.

She would only get drunk if she wanted to get into trouble.

Chiyo Morimoto supported her face with her hands and said charmingly, "The current task force has too much work to do.

Damn it, that old man and Ponte are both bastards. They treat me like a robot, only caring about efficiency and not showing any humanity at all."

These complaints are not lies, they are her thoughts from the bottom of her heart.

In the past, although Emily was a complicated person, she still had some humanity. Unlike now, Dicky wants to turn her into a machine that never stops.

"Come over and have a few drinks with me."

"it is good."

Qingze nodded and decided to add a new target, to kill even Dicky. How could someone hated by Chiyo be a good person?

Chapter 321 You Don’t Understand the Power of Superpowers

On the kitchen bar, the oden in the pot was bubbling and the aroma of food was wafting in the air.

Chiyo Morimoto did not give him white wine or shochu, but instead took out a can of beer and placed it there as usual.

This low-alcohol beer tastes almost the same as a beverage.

For people who don't like drinking, they can only taste bitterness after taking a sip.

For those who like to drink, they can taste a hint of malt aroma amidst the bitterness.

"We won't go home until we're drunk tonight~"

Chiyo Morimoto tilted her head, her long black hair fell on her shoulders, her red lips were wet with wine, and her eyes seemed to be emitting electricity, and traces of electricity struck Qingze's heart.

"no problem."

Qingze nodded and decided to have a good drink with her to help her relieve her depression.

For workers, drinking is not so much a hobby as it is a way to vent their unhappiness.

He raised his can of beer and clinked it with Chiyoko Morimoto's glass, "Cheers!"

"cheers."

Chiyo Morimoto replied, tilted her swan-like neck and drank the shochu in the glass.

"Hu~" Like the mysterious sound of the woods at night, she exhaled a breath of air filled with a strong aroma of wine, blowing it onto Qingze's cheek.

There was a smile in her eyes, and it was obvious that she was teasing him on purpose.

Qingze rolled his eyes at her, put down the empty beer can and said, "Come on, eat some meat and relax."

He picked up a piece of beef and put it into Chiyoko Morimoto's bowl.

"Scumbag."

"Hey, Chiyo, in this situation you should call me a warm man, right?"

"The gentleness of having multiple relationships is called scum."

Chiyo Morimoto smiled and replied, picked up the meat, pointed at him and said softly: "You little rascal~"

Looking at Chiyo Morimoto who looked like she was drunk, Qingze shrugged and said, "Okay, you can call me whatever you want."

……

The two of them chatted while eating.

It was already seven o'clock and the sky outside was getting dark, but the oden was still not finished and ingredients were still being added.

"That guy Ito is really disgusting, he smells like disinfectant.

I didn't say anything about her, but she actually said that my perfume smelled bad and that there was something wrong with my nose."

Chiyo Morimoto started complaining, from her colleagues in the task force to her superiors, Dicky and Ponte, and then she complained about the busy workload.

But she was not drunk enough to say anything random, and she never revealed what her job was.

Looking at Chiyo's appearance, Qingze thought it was obviously impossible for her to go out for a night run today.

"Okay, okay, she's not a good person."

Qingze responded by putting a piece of meat into his bowl and using his ability to stop time.

A gray filter covered my eyes in an instant.

Chiyo Morimoto's expression froze with her mouth open.

Qingze sat there, shrinking the defensive force field into an arm that extended outward from the open balcony, then turned a corner and reached straight into the sky.

When it rose to a hundred meters, he stopped pushing the defense field upwards and instead controlled the defense field to split into tentacles that radiated toward Honshu Island, like a huge firework exploding into the sky.

But unlike fireworks, the defensive force field does not disappear quickly.

Qingze dropped the tentacles of the defensive force field onto the buildings in major cities and villages across Honshu Island, and then activated the catalyst induction.

In an instant, images larger than ever before flooded into my mind, even more intense than the first week.

With the force field tentacles as the center, buildings within a radius of one kilometer became his eyes and ears.

But Qingze's brain did not feel the pain. His desireless mentality allowed him to ignore the noisy sounds and instead filter the images according to the keywords he had already thought of.

For example, the white man with shoulder-length blond hair is accompanied by a darker-skinned bodyguard with a horrible burn scar on the left side of his face.

There are also strong Vietnamese men who are over two meters tall, have afro, and have pointed chins and monkey faces.

An American old man with white hair, blue eyes and well-dressed.

This information was revealed to him by Phoenix Court Meiji, who said it was from Ponte, his bodyguards, and Dr. Dickey.

Relying on this information, he immediately locked on two main targets.