Silence.

In the spacious conference room, whether it was the high-spirited new police chief or the steady and sharp veteran, they all felt a deep sense of powerlessness at this time.

"… Damn it!" Someone cursed in a low voice, breaking the suffocating atmosphere.

The police department in a beige trench coat sitting at the head of the long table?

V Naomasa sighed helplessly and said, "Kondo, calm down."

"Since we can't find any clues, we'll analyze it from the beginning. Don't be anxious, stay rational."

"Finding the possibility from the impossible and creating miracles in a difficult situation is not the patent of professional heroes. In other words, this is the duty of the police."

"The problem now is that the criminal has already caused ten deaths, and we …"

V Naoto paused for a moment, but he still pointed out the fact that everyone present was well aware of. "Let alone catching the criminal, the number of effective clues that can be grasped so far is zero."

"But from another perspective, we have ten cases to analyze the criminal's information, and if he continues to act according to his current modus operandi, the longer this goes on, the more information will be exposed. It's only a matter of time before he becomes a turtle in a jar."

"So …"

V Naomasa clapped his hands, looked around, and attracted the attention of the police officers who participated in the meeting. He encouraged, "Everyone, let's work harder. Starting with the fugitive's' rapid 'death case, we'll analyze the criminal thoroughly bit by bit. Let's make sure he has nowhere to run!"

"Yes!"

The elites sitting in the conference room cheered up again, or at least on the surface, they cheered up again and shouted in unison.

The sound of paper flipping was heard again in the conference room.

Is this really okay?

The serious police department looked at the conference room that seemed to be full of energy but was still shrouded in an uneasy atmosphere. They sighed and quietly hid the worries in their hearts.

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"No, no."

Matsumoto Kiku's face was pressed against the table. He did not care about his high nose bridge being cruelly squeezed as he sighed in a muffled voice.

"Passage Of One Party ~" Matsumoto Kiku raised her head and propped her chin on the table. She squinted her good-looking eyes and looked at Passage Of One Party, who was sitting on the chair and playing handheld games by himself. She deliberately dragged her last syllable and said in a coquettish manner that she thought was cute, "Although it's good to be strong, I can't completely understand Passage Of One Party from the inside out if you always use the same move to defeat the enemy in an instant ~"

"Don't talk to me in such a disgusting tone!" Passage Of One Party, who was so disgusted that he accidentally pressed the wrong button, looked at the GAME on the screen.

He added in a bad mood, "Besides, weren't you the one who asked me to use my full strength?"

Matsumoto Kiku returned to her normal sitting position, leaned back on the swivel chair, and sighed helplessly, "Well, as expected, it's because the level of the 'prey' around here is too low."

Matsumoto Kiku's toes touched the ground, and then she kicked off with force. She lifted her legs, and her beautiful arches stepped on the edge of the chair. She did not care that the view under her skirt was unobstructed. She squatted on the swivel chair with her hands around her knees, closed her eyes in slight dizziness, and thought quietly.

She had already provided all the prey that barely qualified to the edge of this area to Edgar Passage. Even if he were to find thousands or tens of thousands of inferior prey, he would only be able to make the leap from simple to easy without any difference in rank.

Or should she expand the 'hunting range' a little further away?

No, that won't work. Not to mention the time and energy it takes to find prey, based on her current understanding of Passage Of One Party's personality, the prey that could make him even a little bit serious was mostly untouchable.

That was the only way.

Since the natural strong was not at the same level as Passage Of One Party, then, she could only find that person to cooperate with to create an artificial strong that could specifically restrain Passage Of One Party's personality.

But if that was the case, there was no way out. She might even lose herself.

But … it didn't matter. If it was for Passage Of One Party, it didn't matter how big the price was.

She lay on her back.

After making the decision, Matsumoto Kiku gently exhaled, and revealed a relaxed smile. In the dizziness that didn't stop, she realized that she was indeed crazy.

Perhaps her method of sacrificing everything for a mere experimental subject was unreasonable in the eyes of some fools.

But people who weren't like her couldn't understand. Passage Of One Party was a unique miracle in this world, and there would never be a second miracle!

Perfect personality.

Perfect brain.

Perfect combat intuition.

Even if there were slight flaws in physical fitness, it didn't matter. As the sculptor, she, Matsumoto Kiku, would smooth out this and create a perfect Passage Of One Party.

As a researcher, she had created such a Passage Of One Party in her life. She had such a great achievement in her life that she would leave her name in the annals of history. She had no regrets!

Under the cover of her long and thick eyelashes, a trace of fanaticism that could burn one's body flashed in her orange-red eyes.

Then it was decided. But, before she started to implement the plan and contacted that person …

The rotating chair slowly stopped under the effect of resistance. Matsumoto Kiku faced Passage Of One Party and revealed her usual smiling face. All the thoughts under the smiling face were flawless. Her red lips slightly opened, and like a seductive demon, she said bewitchingly, "Hey, Passage Of One Party, do you want to try going to school?"

Whether it was her or Passage Of One Party, their identities were still useful. Although school was troublesome, it was still necessary to solve it.

"Huh?"

Passage Of One Party looked up and used one syllable to perfectly convey the meaning of "Are you an idiot?" to Matsumoto Kiku.

Moreover, there seemed to be a police officer in the police station who cared about Passage Of One Party. He even took time out of his busy schedule to personally take care of such a small matter like taking an entire semester off.

Thinking like this, Matsumoto Kiku habitually ignored Passage Of One Party's opinion and said, "Hey, then I won't be able to make it in time for the first semester. I'll go directly to the second semester in a few days, Passage Of One Party."

"Hey, hey, why do I have to follow …" Passage Of One Party was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"Then I'll leave it to you. Now go back and have a good rest. I'll prepare the school supplies and send them to your room."

As Matsumoto Kiku spoke, she stood up and picked up Passage Of One Party's materials and walked in the direction of the laboratory.

After taking a few steps, she seemed to have suddenly thought of something. She turned around and smiled at him. "By the way, don't be too excited and can't sleep well."

Watching Matsumoto Kiku leisurely walk away, Passage Of One Party clicked his tongue and did not say anything else.

Although they were in a relationship of researcher and experimental animal, employer and employee relationship, Matsumoto Kiku generally respected his opinions and would not force him to do things that he did not want to do. She would satisfy his needs to the greatest extent within the limits of not affecting the experiment.

Therefore, like now, when she asked him to do something without any doubt, it was usually something that Matsumoto Kiku's ability could not solve, or it was a situation where the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

Seeing that Matsumoto Kiku was willing to pay for his "living expenses" and that he was satisfied with the current situation, Passage Of One Party decided to follow Matsumoto Kiku's request.

Then, sitting quietly in the classroom, reflecting all the unnecessary sounds, and reading the novel that I'm interested in should be fine, right?

Fang Xingkong, who had always been assigned to a special classroom with only him and had never been to a proper school, thought with uncertainty.

。

No, it really won't work.

Passage Of One Party frowned and thought to himself.

The child with a golden afro fell to the ground. His clothes were scorched black because of the explosion, and his skin was covered with abrasions and scratches.

Even so, he didn't cry like an ordinary child because of the pain. Instead, he jumped up bravely and pounced forward again, shouting such cruel words as "Die!". He pressed the flame in his right palm onto the white-haired, red-eyed child who was quietly reading a book.

No matter who saw this scene, they would not be able to help but feel sorry for the white-haired, red-eyed child.

However, on the contrary, in the classroom of this ordinary national elementary school, the children who played well with the blond child were crying because of the injuries on their peers while desperately trying to dissuade the blond child from his behavior.

"Sheng Ji, sob sob sob, don't continue."

"Yeah, Sheng Ji, you're, you're bleeding."

With a "BOOM!"

The blond child called Sheng Ji once again took a direct hit from his own explosion and flew out.

Passage Of One Party, who was annoyed to the extreme, closed the book and sighed.

"Are all ordinary children so annoying?"

Passage Of One Party thought of Bombardment Scorch, who was more obedient and cute in comparison.

No, there were only a few who were particularly annoying.

Passage Of One Party stood up and walked in front of Takeshi Takeshi, who was lying on the ground trembling because of the pain. He said, "Xiaogui, my personality is a reflection. It's useless no matter how hard you try. Don't waste your energy."

"Also, although I don't know what you wanted to say to me at the beginning, at that time, I reflected the sound, so I didn't hear anything."

Accelerator tried his best to finish his sentence in the most gentle tone he could muster. He even remembered that Kiku Matsumoto had repeatedly asked him to remember that his personality was a fake. Accelerator felt like he was about to be disgusted by himself.

[… Because I reflected the sound, I didn't hear anything.]

[… Because I reflected the sound, I didn't hear anything.]

[… Because I didn't hear anything.]

Takeshi Takeshi was shocked by the new transfer student's words, and his face went blank. He remembered that as soon as school was over, he excitedly ran to the despicable transfer student's desk to expand his circle of friends.

At that time, he said something to him.

"Hey, newcomer, do you want to play hero with us? Because it's your first time, I can let you play hero with me."

Although he knew his name, he only called him "newcomer" because he wanted to show his status as the boss.

"…"

"Hey, are you listening to me?!" Angered by the other party's silence, he shouted loudly.

"…"

"Damn it!

Are you ignoring me?! 'Feeling that he had lost face in front of his lackey, his self-esteem exploded and he rushed forward.

Takeshi Takeshi, who was lying on the ground, gritted his teeth. His body trembled more and more violently, and his palms were sweating because of his anger.

Passage Of One Party, who felt that he had solved the problem, turned back to his seat and planned to pack up and go back.

"… Damn it!

Bastard!! "

However, he heard such a shout, and the temperature behind him was getting higher and higher.