Tokyo: My superpowers are updated every week

"That's what happened. The idea was proposed by the Oda Police Department and had nothing to do with me. I was just temporarily blinded by fame and fortune, so I came to that conclusion."

Fujii Miki felt very regretful. In order to save his own life, he decisively betrayed his teammates and put all the blame on Oda Nobuteru.

Although the idea was indeed proposed by Oda Nobuteru, it was he who hinted to Fujii Miki to do so.

But Oda Nobuteru still felt angry about being betrayed, and cursed Fujii in his heart.

Javier had learned specialized polygraph knowledge, and after confirming that the two were not lying, he waved his hand and said, "Take them away."

Soldiers immediately dragged the two men away.

He turned and walked up to Walter and said, "Commander Walter, do you need me to report the situation again?"

"No, Colonel Javier, you can go down."

Walter waved his hand to refuse. His ears were not deaf yet and he could hear it clearly standing here.

He didn't care about the little thoughts of Fujii Miki and Oda Nobuteru at all. He only cared about one thing: was this a weapon?

If so, who created the weapon?

Could it be a big country in the East?

Walter thought the possibility was not high. If they were experimenting with weapons, it was impossible for them to experiment in Japan. He was more inclined to believe that a right-wing consortium was secretly researching weapons behind the scenes.

Ever since the five-star emperor left Japan, the United States' control over Japan has become somewhat weaker and it has lost complete colonial control.

After all, the Five-Star Emperor's level of warfare depends on whether his ingenious strategies are effective, and it is hard to say whether his level will fluctuate.

But his political level is absolutely unquestionable, and Japan has absolutely no chance of escaping from American control.

All matters, big and small, including left-wing and right-wing forces, are carried out within the scope of the Five-Star Emperor's planning.

The United States is not doing well now.

Walter frowned and thought about countermeasures.

After a while, the forensic doctor came with his conclusion and said, "Commander Walter, according to our examination, some people's hearts showed signs of being pinched, and some people's blood vessels and nerves were directly severed.

Judging from the situation, the weapon is not a large-scale attack on the human body, but an attack on a certain part of a person's body.

This part can be multiple or single.

Moreover, the damage this weapon causes to human organs is limited.

Judging from the damage to the organs, the force was approximately 49 kilograms.

This is based on the known damage to the body. I cannot judge whether the other party can increase their strength."

"Okay, I understand."

Walter nodded and made a decision in his mind to hand over the matter to the CIA for investigation.

The US troops stationed in Japan and the CIA are not in a superior-subordinate relationship, but Watt knows that the head of the CIA in Japan belongs to the same party as him.

We are all Democrats.

With this relationship, he only needs to give the other party some money to help search for those suspicious consortiums.

Although Walter is greedy, he still knows what to do.

He planned to find the right-wing consortium that was secretly developing weapons, then plunder the research results and pass them off as the research results of the US Seventh Fleet, so that he could continue to demand research funds from the other side of the ocean.

In order to consolidate his power in the Seventh Fleet.

……

At night, Adachi-ku, Ayase.

Qingze is running at night.

A gray filter covered the entire street, street lights, and even the moon in the sky seemed to be shrouded in gray.

He was not wearing any clothes.

Running naked on the busy commercial street, there was no wind in this world forbidden by time, but he could still feel a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Qingze experienced a feeling called freedom.

A long time ago, he had imagined himself running freely on the streets wearing nothing.

But he didn't have the ability to realize his dream at that time, and if he ran like that, he would definitely be regarded as an exhibitionist by others.

Qingze is thin-skinned and cannot bear such a reputation, nor does he have the courage to do such a thing.

Only when time stands still and no one in the world can detect his actions can he run without restraint.

He enjoys running around naked in front of people. Even if he shows off his big dick in front of women, it won’t cause screams or shouting of hooliganism.

The only drawback is that he needs to count how long he runs, and the alarm on his phone cannot remind him.

In order to avoid accidents, Qingze ran for half an hour before taking off all his clothes and continuing to run outside for another half an hour.

Allow yourself plenty of time to avoid the embarrassment of not having your clothes on after the time pause ends.

Qingze ran back to where he put his clothes and saw the pit bull sleeping in the yard. It looked like it was sleeping soundly.

He climbed over the door, kicked the pit bull on the head, turned over and went out, put on his clothes, and walked leisurely to the side.

The time pause ends.

The sleeping pit bull immediately felt the pain in his head and woke up immediately. He looked around and saw no enemy.

It was still barking angrily.

Qingze was in the back street and heard the barking of dogs. He also saw four people coming out of the lighted window on the second floor, not even bothering to put on their clothes. They hurriedly went down the water pipes and climbed over the wall very skillfully.

When they saw Qingze outside, the four of them suddenly felt awkward. No one spoke and they quickly put on their clothes and left.

Mrs. Ishimura on the second floor stared at Qingze without any shame. Her face was flushed with a moist glow, and the light reflected on her snow-white skin. On her chest were two silver rings, like the nose rings worn by buffaloes.

She blinked.

Qingze turned around and walked home, not wanting to offend this person.

Before he reached home, the cell phone in Qingze's pocket rang. He took it out and saw that it was a message from the eldest lady.

"what are you doing?"

"I just finished a night run."

Qingze took some photos of the surroundings and sent them to Fenghuangyuan Meiji, saying, "Have you finished your classes today?"

"No, there's more tonight. I'll secretly send you a message during dinner time."

Fenghuangyuan Meiji also took a picture of tonight's dinner and said, "Do you know what happened in the Dajiuyong Nursing Home?"

"I don't know."

Qingze pretended to be confused and sent another message: "What happened?"

Chapter 48: Today we resume two updates

Fenghuangyuan family, in the restaurant.

The crystal chandelier in the center released warm light, making the golden hair sparkle.

Meiji Fenghuangin sat upright in her chair, staring at the message sent by Qingze, slightly hesitant in her heart, not sure whether to explain in detail.

My mother told me not to tell anyone else, lest someone upload it to the Internet, causing dissatisfaction among the US military and escalating the existing situation.

However, if he didn't explain it clearly, he was afraid that Qingze would not know the seriousness of the matter and would still wander around outside.

What the US military did this time was horrifying.

This is Tokyo.

Japan does not have a capital in the legal sense, but everyone regards Tokyo as the capital of Japan.

Because the Emperor lives in Tokyo.

The US military actually dared to recklessly experiment with new weapons in such a place, and even arrested those who knew about it and detained them in US military bases. It is estimated that they are in great danger.

Such arrogant and overbearing behavior made a number of consortiums very dissatisfied.

I can understand beating them for being rebellious, but to still beat them when they are so filial is really too much.

Diplomatic protests are something the government should do, while the business community is something that big corporations need to deal with.

As one of the top financial groups in Japan, the Hououin family naturally had to seek connections with the United States to put pressure on the US troops stationed in Japan and demand the release of Oda Nobuteru and Fujii Miki.

After receiving the news, Fenghuangyuan Meiji was a little worried that Qingze might have encountered US military experimental weapons while wandering outside during the holidays.

If she died accidentally, she would regret why she didn't remind Qingze to stay at home today.

Thinking of the possible regret, Fenghuangin Miki gritted her teeth and decided to tell Qingze about the matter.

Her left hand was typing rapidly under the table, while her right hand casually used the knife and fork to pick up the cake and put it into her mouth.

"According to the information I received, the US military is testing the latest weapons in Tokyo. Don't tell anyone.

Stay home during the holidays and don't go anywhere.

That weapon is very powerful and can penetrate the human body to cause internal damage. All the people in the Dajiubao Nursing Home were killed by that weapon."

When Qingze saw her message, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Last time it was the CIA, this time it was the US military base.

Does it mean that any unusual and vicious incidents happening in Japan must be related to the United States?

If you think about it carefully, this idea seems to be correct.

If anything bad happens in this world, nine times out of ten it can be blamed on the United States.

The remaining one or two will be divided equally between Russia and other Western countries.

Qingze complained in his heart and typed a reply: "I see, thank you for telling me this, don't worry, I will keep it a secret."

"It doesn't matter, we are friends."

Fenghuangyuan Meiji typed this sentence, thought about it, deleted it silently, and changed it to: "It doesn't matter, for me, this is just a small matter."

She tried her best to answer Qingze in a calm tone, so as to avoid letting him misunderstand that she had feelings for him.

It's troublesome when friendship deteriorates.

Qingze looked at the message, smiled, and without stopping, typed and chatted on the screen with his two thumbs.

We didn't talk about any specific topics, just the weather, homework, what we did during the day, etc.

As they chatted, Qingze arrived at the door of his house and said, "Let's talk again next time when we are free. I will take a shower and read a book when I get home." "Okay."

Meiji Fenghuangin sent an emoticon of a nodding panda.

Qingze put the phone back into his pocket, unlocked the door and said, "I'm back, Chiyo."

Chiyo Morimoto was lying on a multi-person sofa with a facial mask on her cheek, with her mobile phone on a stand, on which was playing a short video of a fashion blogger.

"If you want to be a qualified hot girl, you must know how to lead the fashion. Next, I will show you how to wear clothes..."

The fashion blogger was wearing a peacock mask, which almost covered the upper half of his face, leaving only his nose and lips exposed. The crisp voice reminded Qingze of an acquaintance.

Looking closely, the gradient colored hair falling down the other person's shoulders and the outline of the chest, isn't this Akizuki Caiyu?

Qingze couldn't help but ask, "Chiyo, is this a very popular blogger?"

Chiyo Morimoto gently massaged her temples and said casually, “Of course not, I like interacting with those little bloggers.

As long as you give them a little tip, you can get their gratitude.

They are in a good mood and I am in a good mood too.

Unlike those big bloggers, if you don't invest a lot of money in them, don't even expect to get a thank you from them.

I already have one at home and can’t afford to raise a second one, so I can only give gifts to these bloggers and listen to them thank me.”

"I see."

Qingze thought to himself, could it be that Akizuki Caiyu wanted to date him, so she debuted as a blogger to make money?

Hmm...that's impossible. Qingze shook his head to dispel the thought, thinking that he was thinking too much.

One should not be too narcissistic.

Qingze turned to the bathroom, opened the door, and found the bathtub empty. He looked surprised and asked, "Chiyo, where is your bath water?"