Nodding apologetically to the people around him, the monk patted the homeless man on the shoulder to show his reassurance and asked, "Tell me slowly, what happened."

"There are monsters in Tokyo." The homeless man swallowed his saliva, his eyes widened, and his pupils were full of fear, "Do you remember, we have lost a lot of people before."

The monk nodded. He had heard about this for a long time, but there were only a few homeless people at that time. At first, it was just a normal migration. Now it seems that the situation has further deteriorated.

"There are more and more people missing. After you entered, we have lost many people again. People disappear every night. It's too scary. There must be monsters in Tokyo! Specially pick us homeless people!"

When talking about this, his shoulders were still shaking, as if he would be captured by monsters in the dark in the next second.

In the beginning, only a small number of people felt that the situation was not right, and now almost when they wake up, familiar people disappear.

Carefully count, at least a quarter of the homeless are missing! Multiply one quarter by the base of the homeless, and the number of missing persons is staggering, where did so many people go.

The monk looked serious, and he was still wearing monk clothes. The police at the detention center kindly starched and washed the clothes, and the mobile phone wallet did not change a penny: "Have you called the police?"

"I reported it, I've already called the police." The homeless man nodded hastily, "but the police didn't pay any attention, they just said they would investigate, but it's been so long that they didn't even see the police's sleeves, they didn't care about us at all. life and death!"

"Even if we asked for surveillance, we just evaded that the place where surveillance failed or was missing was a surveillance blind spot."

After listening to the vagabond's narration, the crowd followed in an uproar, and the indignant old people raised their arms.

"I knew that the officials were all corpse vegetarians."

"Recently, many pet dogs in our community have disappeared, and it must be done by monsters."

"What divine tree guards Tokyo is basically a lie to deceive the public. We must expose the lie of the government. There is nothing to protect our ordinary citizens. Not only do we have no life safety, but we don't even have the slightest right to know, even death. I don't know how he died."

"I suspect that the government is secretly planning everything. The government is secretly making Tokyo into a formation, using the lives of our ordinary people to awaken a powerful force." The official government imagined in his mind that he was behind the scenes.

The crowd became more and more excited, and it seemed that they would gather in the next second to attack the Second Imperial Palace.

The guard at the detention center looked helplessly at the crowd, and reluctantly walked to the door and knocked on the iron door: "I'm sorry, can you..."

He was the most junior, so he was pushed out by the seniors to drive away the crowd gathered outside.

"can not!"

"We didn't hit the detention center again."

Seeing the eyes of a group of people converge, the little guard shrank his neck, and he didn't let him talk, why did he show such a vicious expression: "You continue, you continue."

"Master, you must save us. Thousands of homeless people in Tokyo are all human lives."

The monk clenched the hand of the homeless man and looked around: "Amitabha, I will definitely investigate and find out."

None of these people doubted the monk's ability to fight the monsters in the dark. It is true that the monk's every syllable is so powerful that it makes people feel refreshed, and his usual words and deeds further prove the strength of the monk's words.

"What's going on outside?" The detention center guard looked at the door with a headache, "It's not good for these people to have the energy to do something, they have to cause us trouble."

"This kid Asakura is ineffective, how come he hasn't dealt with it yet."

Having said that, he had no plans to drive away the crowd, and continued to watch the news broadcast on the TV.

"Mr. Caretaker, can you turn the TV set?"

"We want to see it too."

Usually two people live in a single room in the detention center, and the facility conditions depend on the assets and identity of the detainee, but generally it only takes about ten days to reach the next stage.

But what's worrisome is that since the prisoners are all suspects, it is possible that a hapless person who violated the law a little bit will be locked up with the murderer.

"Okay, okay, okay." The guard moved the chair and moved the TV slightly, so that the people inside the fence could just watch the TV broadcast.

Due to the cheap rent, there are many foreigners living in the North District. The number of foreigners living in the 23rd District ranks in the top ten. Of course, there are also prisoners from various countries in the detention center. Equipped with translation.

The two people who were assigned to the same room were both from Nanzaoyang. The two fellows met by chance. First they were happy, and then they were embarrassed. It is good to meet old friends in a foreign country, but it is another matter to meet them in the classroom. .

"It really is our country's news, it's my father Jinshan... our hometown."

"Yongdo District, I have a house there."

"Hey, the TV of the island devils will definitely not broadcast the good things of our country."

"I'm definitely going to complain again. I'll tell you that the two of us committed crimes to win glory for the country..."

"Wait...is this a movie trailer?!" Looking at the picture on the TV, Nan Zaoyang's eyes widened. He had just finished talking about the house in Yingdao District, and there was dust and gunpowder in the picture in Yingdao District. .

"This is playing... Father Jinshan Xing 2?"

"Yes, it should be."

There is basically no time difference between the island country and Nanzaoyang, and the frequency of night and day is synchronized. In the perfect morning scene, Tokyo is full of pedestrians, but Fujin Mountain is a sea of ​​smoke and fire.

There are gaps in the high-rise buildings, and the broken walls criss-cross the city like scars~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The crowd is either fleeing or avoiding, and from the perspective of the high-altitude camera, it looks like a lot of people, and the short opening guarantees Capturing the audience's attention.

The host of the host stood in Taichung with a sad face: "A major security incident occurred in Nanzaoyang, and the cause of the incident is not yet clear..."

As a state-run TV station, it generally doesn't talk about chasing things, but conservatively states that it is a security incident, but the words and the pictures broadcast on the TV unmistakably point to supernatural existence.

A terrifying transcendental existence moves at high speed in the urban area, not even playing mosaics, the moving speed is too fast, even if the defenses are laid on the streets, they are quickly broken through.

The war suddenly came to the peaceful city.

"Ah, what's wrong, what's wrong with Father Jinshan?"

The two in the single room could understand Japanese, and they slapped the fence frantically after being struck by lightning.

"It's so noisy! I don't know!" The guard who gave in repeatedly couldn't help scolding, "You two beasts, don't be too arrogant!"

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