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In an instant, Qingze found that his line of sight was higher than ever before, as if he had reached the clouds in one breath.

Images far beyond those seen previously using catalytic induction flooded into my mind.

Many sounds gathered together, like a swarm of flies circling around your ears.

But Qingze didn't feel annoyed at all. In his god-like mental state, he could see every picture and hear every sound clearly.

Most of the pictures show something being washed, such as various clothes, socks, etc. in the washing machine.

You can also hear the housewives complaining while washing dishes.

This is about children’s academic performance.

The wife in that picture complained that her husband was not very good at lasting.

Another lady told someone that she wanted to find a part-time job, make some short films, etc.

Those trivial matters have nothing to do with being interesting, so it’s okay to say they’re boring.

But the fact of eavesdropping added a layer of attraction to the gossip, making Qingze listen with great interest.

Apart from those scenes of trivial family matters, there were also some scenes that Qingze found pleasing to the eyes.

There are quite a lot of people taking a bath at noon in Tokyo.

The men simply ignored it and focused on the women.

The young woman was also skipped over, as the sagging and black ones were not of much viewing value.

The best are white-collar women whose homes are located in what is clearly a high-end hotel bathroom.

Some people even sing and dance while taking a shower, showing their talents to the guests on the other end of the video.

He could also see someone in the restaurant's kitchen washing vegetables and talking about kitchen gossip.

For example, the relationship between a chef and someone, the relationship between a manager and a waiter, and so on.

These scenes are more interesting than watching movies or TV, and Qingze is immersed in them.

Soon, he discovered an interesting new scene.

……

Dong! A thick square wine glass filled with tap water fell on the table.

This is a very narrow room.

Just placing the desk, sofa, and table makes it feel like all the space is occupied.

The blond man sat upright on the sofa. Judging from his age, he was about 40 years old, with a mouth full of stubble, looking like a decadent uncle.

His hands were crossed, his right foot kept shaking, and he looked at the mobile phone on the table from time to time, with anxiety filling his face.

Jack was nervous.

The next phone call will change his prospects and future.

As a CIA agent, he had a bright future until he came home one day and discovered that his boss was paying close attention to his beautiful wife.

In a rage, he beat up his boss, and as a result, he received a transfer order at work.

He was transferred directly from the United States to Japan to serve as a special intelligence investigator for the CIA here.

This is a position on the verge of being abolished, and the investigator has the least power in the CIA.

Its heyday was during the Cold War.

At that time, in order to end the most dangerous opponent, the United States and the Soviet Union started a crazy arms race and developed a strong interest in super powers and magic.

They fantasize about super-powered soldiers who can kill enemy high-ranking officials just by writing their names on a piece of paper.

A super-powered observer who can see the enemy's high-level meetings from thousands of miles away.

A super-powered doctor who can heal all injuries on a person with just a touch of his hand.

Looking back now, those ideas were just wild fantasies and had absolutely no scientific basis.

But at that time, everyone from the president to the congressmen was caught up in a frenzy of exploring the unnatural.

A lot of money has been spent on this, and various psychics, qigong masters, people who claim to have super powers, aliens, etc. have been found from all over the world.

In the end, it was discovered that they were all liars without exception, and the most dangerous opponents automatically collapsed.

The top American officials have finally woken up from their unrealistic and fanatical fantasies, and just like all adults who keep their childhood dark history secret, the official authorities no longer release news about such super powers.

The occasional mention of aliens is just an attempt to trick a certain country into investing funds in outer space projects.

Just in case, the CIA did not abolish the position of special investigator. It cut staff again and again but still retained one person.

Just to find out what might be possible.

Of course, this person had very little funding and power, and was pretty much on the bench in the CIA, with no chance of making a breakthrough in his life.

Jack has been working in this position for three years.

Three years!

This period of time is enough for the sugarcane to turn into a limp banana.

Jack even had an illusion that he would probably live a mediocre life like this for the rest of his life.

At this moment, a glimmer of hope appeared.

That's Dior!

It is not a big deal that the brutal criminal who has recently gained notoriety in Tokyo originally targeted the Yakuza.

When Masao Yasuda wanted to deal with Dio, almost everyone could foresee the news of Dio's death.

No one expected that Dio would actually kill Masao Yasuda.

This move allowed the CIA to rapidly advance its information collection on Dio, second only to the Okubo case that was currently under investigation.

Out of curiosity, Jack looked up some information about Dio and discovered that he might not need to continue wasting his time.

He wrote a very long report overnight and submitted it to his superiors, hoping that it would be taken seriously.

At least he should be treated not to a glass of tap water, but a glass of brandy.

"Fake!"

Thinking of the past years, Jack cursed that damn boss. Thinking of the fact that he had not been home for three years and the news that his wife was eight months pregnant, he felt more depressed.

That duo should have been shot to death right then.

He picked up the wine glass and was about to take a sip of water when the phone on the desk suddenly rang.

Jack put down his glass in a hurry and quickly replied, "Good afternoon, Chief John!"

"Well, I read your report."

Commander John's voice was authoritative and cold.

Jack swallowed, his expression very nervous, waiting for the other party's next sentence.

“You write very well.

If Dio is a person with super powers, this would explain why he could appear freely in the Yasuda family and why he could kill so many people at the same time without leaving any fingerprints.

I have sent your report to the higher-ups for review."

John's words made Jack feel a little happy, but then he became panic-stricken, fearing that the chief would choose a better elite who was not an alcoholic to take over the case, and then let him listen to that elite and investigate the incident.

"I plan to allocate a budget of one million to you. I will also add three more people to be at your disposal and give you corresponding identities, so that no Japanese agency can stop you from investigating."

"Yes! I promise to complete the tasks assigned by my superiors!"

Jack answered confidently, "I will definitely capture Dio and study his super powers!"

"Well, I'll send someone over later. The budget has been transferred to your bank account. Please report to me immediately if anything happens in the future."

"Yes!"

Jack replied and John hung up the phone.

"Ha ha!"

Jack laughed, he finally got the funds.

It doesn’t matter whether Dio is a person with super powers or not. What’s important is that no one can prove that Dio is not a person with super powers.

Considering his profession, it would definitely be more advantageous to attribute such unexplainable things to super powers.

If we don't push it into super powers and just conduct normal investigations, then what is the value of him as a special investigator?

It would only be in Jack's interest if Dio were a superpower.

As long as Dio is not caught, his claim that Dio is a person with super powers will be subconsciously approved by the higher-ups.

Of course, Jack knew that John didn't believe that Dio was a person with super powers.

But this matter can increase funding for the CIA department in Japan, and there is no need for John to be at odds with the activity funds.

As for the senior management above, they consider the issues more comprehensively and thoughtfully.

The CIA has money and connections, so it doesn't mind allocating more funds to investigate Dio's whereabouts from the perspective of super powers.

The desire of American top leaders for super-powered soldiers has never stopped, and various human experiments are still continuing.

However, the budget allocated to superpowers is not as crazy as before, but I am still willing to hold on to a glimmer of possibility and allocate some money to give it a try.

"Praise Dio!"

Jack grabbed the wine glass, toasted the criminal from afar, and made up his mind to catch him. He would not take the budget for nothing.

He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to turn over, tilt his head back and take a big sip. Even the tap water that tasted a bit strange became particularly sweet at this moment, like brandy, intoxicating him.

……

The tap water goes down the throat and lands in the stomach.

A bright red picture appeared in Qingze's mind.

The small room was divided into two scenes, one in Jack's stomach and the other in the room outside.

Qingze observed the blond man on the sofa through the tap water remaining in the wine glass.

This is a case of a blind cat catching a dead mouse.

Qingze was mentally prepared for the possibility that some people would speculate that Dio was a person with super powers.

Many people resort to theology when they are confused about something.

But there are very few people who truly believe it.

If Officer John, who made the call, really believed that Dio was a person with super powers, he would not have approved a budget of only one million dollars.

Instead, he would directly approve a budget of several hundred million, and would not let this sloppy man in front of him lead the investigation.

Qingze thought about it and didn't continue paying attention to this scene.

He shifted his focus to another picture.

In some ways, the ability of catalytic sensing really makes him feel like he has become a god.

A familiar figure appeared in the scene he was focusing on.

Chiyo Morimoto.

Chapter 110 We are one step closer to Dio

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In Chiyoda Ward, in a temporarily rented room.

Someone's image is being displayed on the computer screen, with a glass of water next to it.

A man wearing glasses and with messy hair was squatting on a swivel chair.

He had a weathered face and a long beard, and he hadn't shaved for at least a year.

Behind this unkempt man stands a tall, ambitious beauty, like a flower growing in the mud, totally out of place with the surrounding style.

“Drone surveillance makes me feel like a bumpkin.”

Chiyo Morimoto stared at the computer surveillance screen with a hint of surprise on her face.