i am hokage in tokyo

Chapter 421 Chapter 422 A body of filthy earth will not shed tears

The next day, Kanagawa Prefecture, Yokosuka Port.

On the night of the Hyakuki Night Parade, a whole fleet of armed helicopters arrived. The entire Yokosuka Port had entered a wartime state. Martial law continued. Soldiers armed to the teeth stood at three steps, one post, five steps, and one sentry. There were drones everywhere in the sky. Make sure there aren't any dead spots.

After the main experimental projects were transferred to the mainland in the first year of the Extraordinary World, Yokosuka Port has not been so lively for a long time.

The Japanese government originally wanted to send the unique specimen that had been reincarnated from the dirty soil and resurrected to the nearby Maizuru Bay Self-Defense Force Base in Kyoto. However, the Japanese government was resolute and unreasonable and insisted on "taking love with a sword".

The Japanese cursed the American devils in their hearts, but their bodies honestly handed over Takahashi Kazuma.

However, the United States was also afraid that what Abe Seimei sent was a time bomb wrapped in a gift box, so it first placed the person at the Japanese military base in Yokosuka Port.

"OMG! He really came back from the dead, it's simply a miracle from the Lord!"

"Such a special existence form, with no heartbeat, pulse, or blood. When the body surface tissue is extracted, it will disappear as soon as it is separated from the body... Weird, so weird, I think it is more like the devil's trick!"

"The body is completely composed of dust and paper scraps. X-ray examination shows no organs, bones, or traces of the existence of Mrs. Morinaga as a living sacrifice."

"The resurrected person has no pain, no hunger or thirst, but his five senses are almost the same as those of ordinary people."

A group of older scientists, ranging from yellow-skinned Japanese to Europeans and Americans with deep eyes and high noses, and even Nobel laureates among them, were holding inspection reports and whispering to each other.

Although they had stayed up all night, these advanced human brains showed no signs of fatigue and were extremely excited and enthusiastic.

"Although extraordinary people no longer abide by the law of conservation of energy, they still need to consume a large amount of energy to maintain their physical strength, otherwise their wonderful extraordinary abilities will not be used."

A bald German physicist pushed up his glasses excitedly and almost jumped:
"And the resurrected ones go one step further. They don't even need food or water. This... is simply a perpetual motion machine!"

Although times have changed, and the laws of physics have been trampled to a great extent by extraordinary beings, the topics and projects they are currently working on are enough to make these scientists scratch their heads.

But the mysterious realm involving resurrection from the dead and perpetual motion fascinates them immensely.

"When can we meet Takahashi himself?"

Some people can't wait to go one step further and want to conduct research on Takahashi Kazuma.

And since he is now the immortal body of dust, it shouldn’t be a problem even if he is sliced ​​into pieces and studied.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Takahashi is currently meeting with relatives and friends." said the staff of the experimental center.

At the same time, on the other side of the base, there was a laboratory that was temporarily transformed into a guest room.

"Whoosh whoosh."

Kazuma Takahashi, who had gray skin and black eyes, was sitting at the dining table, taking big sips of ramen, and then drank the soup base in one gulp.

"Mr. Takahashi, do you need another bowl? No matter what kind of meal it is, we can prepare it for you immediately."

The official public servants wearing waiter uniforms beside him were smiling and enthusiastic.

"No need. It's already piled up in your throat. If you eat any more, you'll vomit it out."

Takahashi Kazuma waved his hand, then touched his belly, smashing his mouth, with a strange look on his face:
"Although I can taste it, I don't feel hungry or full. It's just stuffing food into my stomach."

As he spoke, Takahashi Yiya's expression dimmed. He looked at his cracked palms, lowered his head indifferently, and murmured:

"It turns out I'm really dead..."

Takahashi Kazuma accidentally drowned before the first year of the Extraordinary World. He opened and closed his eyes four years later.

The Japanese government told him that times have changed and you have been resurrected. For Takahashi Kazuma, it was like a landslide and tsunami, changing the world.

Even if the cartoonist has a rich imagination and optimistic attitude, he cannot accept it for a while.

However, under the strong comfort of psychologists and negotiation experts sent by the Japanese government, Takahashi regained his composure.

The most important thing is that the idea of ​​​​supporting Takahashi Kazuma is to make up for the regret of leaving relatives and friends without saying goodbye.

"Mr. Takahashi, please cheer up. Look who is coming."

The waiter immediately put away the tableware, opened the door, and a mother and son, who looked nervous and expectant, were welcomed in.

The first time they saw Ikya Takahashi, their eye circles were red, their lips were trembling, and they finally couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Yiya!"

"father!"

The moment he heard the sound, Takahashi Kazuma felt like he was struck by thunder, tears burst into his eyes, and then he ran forward and cried with his wife and son.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's all my fault!"

"Wuwuwu, Yiya, I will never complain about you going to play cards with your friends again, wuwuwu."

"Daddy, daddy!"

The family reunited again after separation, hugged each other and cried loudly.

But even such a touching scene cannot shake the cold and scrutinizing eyes behind the thick glass curtain wall.

Unlike the great scientists from the science department waiting in another room, the people here are psychologists, psychoanalysts, profilers and other experts and scholars in the humanities and social fields who cooperate with the Supernatural Police Department.

"It's obvious that there won't be any blood, but can you shed tears?"

The bodies of the dead who are reincarnated and resurrected from the dirty soil are no longer flesh and blood. Even if they are torn into pieces, they will not bleed or shed tears.

But under special circumstances, blood and tears can also be shed.

For example, Uncle Itachi's eyes bleeded when he used Amaterasu; the Fourth Kazekage and Hokage's eyes flashed with tears after witnessing their son's growth.

"After all, Takahashi Kazuma is a dead person who returned from the underworld. His body is made of dust. Are there any hidden dangers in being in the same room with him?" The psychologist who asked this question was already considered humane.

"There should be no problem, but for safety reasons, the Self-Defense Force soldiers who escorted Takahashi Kazuma were quarantined."

Someone said solemnly: "Don't talk about these things, don't forget our work, confirm whether the deceased is really Takahashi Kazuma."

A veteran who had worked in the Forensic Section of the Metropolitan Police for many years was flipping through the files of Kazuma Takahashi before his death, drawing circles in his notebook, and nodded:
"Eating preferences, oral habits, daily habits and walking gait are all consistent with those before his death. However, further research is needed."

In addition to Takahashi Kazuma's wife and children, his classmates and friends since childhood, editors of Shueisha, and even people he saved before drowning, as long as they appeared on Takahashi Kazuma's interpersonal network during his lifetime, all have been arrested by the Japanese government. Collect it.

The Japanese government has even quietly dug out the ashes of Kazuma Takahashi himself from the grave.According to the plan, they will continue to be arranged to meet with the resurrected Takahashi Kazuma.

It is said that it allows Takahashi Kazuma to resolve the regrets of his lifetime, but in fact it is to verify his true identity.

If the resurrected Kazuma Takahashi is just a facade, or if he is a lonely ghost in the appearance of Kazuma Takahashi, his flaws will definitely be exposed under such indiscriminate bombardment of interpersonal interactions.

"Takahashi Kazuma had a new manga project that was halfway through his lifetime. Should he finish it with pen? If it was a fake, he wouldn't be able to draw it."

"You are too stupid to update even after you are dead! But this is a feasible strategy."

A group of experts were heartless, laughing and joking.
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Meanwhile, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo.

The conference room of the Prime Minister's residence was already overcast, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it was almost breathless.

Every man who appears here can shake up the Japanese political arena with just a stamp of his feet.

Such high-level meetings were held one after another after the appearance of Abe Seimei.

Although outside they are all great figures with great glory and great power, now they all have sad faces, as if they were mourning for their heirs.

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, all countries have sent messages through their embassies to meet with each other. They want to know more details about the aftermath of the Hundred Ghost Night Parade. And..."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs grimaced, swallowed, and spoke to break the deadlock.

Last night, Abe Seimei launched the Hyakuki Night Walk, achieved the first stage of her goal of bathing in the blood of the Hundred Demons in Kyoto to corrupt souls, announced the completion of her crazy plan to save the world but actually exterminate humanity, and then ignored everyone and walked away.

Of course, it is impossible for the Japanese government to say that they were let off by Abe Seimei. The official claim is that the Twelve Divine Generals of the Supernatural Police Department repelled Abe Seimei.

However, before the live broadcast was interrupted, the Twelve Gods were being beaten by Abe Seimei and were in danger. This statement was completely unconvincing.

"There are other countries that are also putting pressure. They are very curious about Takahashi Kazuma who was resurrected by Taishan Fujun Festival, and hope to send a team of experts to Japan to study together." The Minister of Foreign Affairs rubbed his temples and exhaled a long breath.

"Especially those Asian countries that have connections with Taishan Fujun, they all take it for granted that our country has the obligation to share the benefits of Taishan Fujun Festival with them. Several ambassadors have made it clear that if our country refuses, they will join forces to impose sanctions. Our Foreign Affairs Ministry The pressure on the province is very great..."

The Taishan Mansion King Sacrifice involves the great secret between life and death. Resurrection is no longer just a legend and myth, and it cannot help but attract the attention of political leaders from all over the world.

There are even serious testimonials from European countries that Taishan Fujun is the god who originated from their country and wants a piece of the pie.

"It's just a little thing."

The Prime Minister said without blinking an eyelid, neither salty nor cool.

Under normal circumstances, just the news of sanctions from Japan's neighboring countries would be enough to cause Japan to panic and panic.

But in the face of a life-and-death crisis of national annihilation, what does mere economic sanctions mean? !

The Prime Minister now has too many debts to worry about, and the jar is broken!

Abe Seimei, that snake-hearted crazy woman, is so crazy that she wants to exterminate all mankind, and she wants to attack Japan first.

This wave is a hundred times greater in danger and scope than the Night Parade in Kyoto.

"Fortunately, I cut off the live broadcast immediately, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

The Minister of Finance slammed the table and said with a thankful look on his face.

Abe Seimei's plan to destroy the world is still top secret.

If it had been made public at that time, it would have been a bombshell that sunk Japan.

Just like the wave of flight in Kyoto before the Hyakuki Night March, countless citizens will rush to flee overseas. The Japanese government does not have the ability to resettle 2000 million citizens, and the Japanese economy will collapse in an instant.

"The self-defense members near the battlefield have also been controlled, but we don't know how long they can keep it secret. After all, there are many people talking."

Too many people?

The Prime Minister frowned and looked at the Minister of Finance with an innocent face.

I think it's you guys who have no idea what you're talking about, so let's spread the word.

Although the Japanese government has unilaterally declared the victory of Hyakki Yakou, the Japanese stock market has been falling since the opening of the market today. The Prime Minister heard the news, and many large domestic chaebols have begun to transfer assets.

There is no airtight wall in the world. Even if only the powerful people at the level of cabinet ministers know about the incident at the time, it will soon spread to the circles of powerful people at the next level, and then it will no longer be a secret.

The Prime Minister was about to angrily denounce this bunch of rubbish that is harming the country and harming the people, but as soon as he raised his hand, he put it down helplessly.

Because he did it himself.

Alas, I didn’t expect that I would ride on the east wind of the extraordinary era and make great plans to bring Japan out of a 40-year economic downturn. But in the end, it would be in vain. Instead, I would become the king of the country’s subjugation... no, the prime minister of the country’s subjugation.

Forget about leaving this hot potato to others, he might as well flee to the United States as soon as possible and become a rich man.

"Is it possible that Abe Seimei is just bluffing?"

Some people thought they had noticed the truth, clenched their fists tightly, and waved with all their strength like a madman:
"Not to mention 2000 million people, even if there are 2000 million pigs, Abe Seimei cannot kill them all!"

Abe Seimei's ultimate goal is already known, but her plan is too crazy and involves too many people.

No matter how hard the dignitaries and experts racked their brains, they could not imagine how she could convert half of the [-] million Japanese people with the art of Taishanfu Junji.

"Mr. Uchiha, what do you think?"

Everyone's eyes fell on the Uchiha Sect.

As the head of the Supernatural Police Department, he is undoubtedly the person with the most say at the scene compared to ordinary people who are not even supernatural beings.

"Since Abe Seimei dares to make such a declaration, it will definitely not be without purpose."

The Uchiha Immortal Sect pondered for a long time before speaking cautiously:
"She appears and disappears in the North African city of Derna and Kyoto. It is most likely that she is preparing the plan to use the Taishanfu King Festival to realize the immortality of all mankind. But the specific details will only be known when Tosu wakes up."

Hero Tosu has been planted with a spell by Abe Seimei and declared as a contestant to participate in the first ritual.

If you want to break the situation, you have to enter it and wait for the opportunity, but you can't enter now.

At this moment, the door was knocked open, and Uchiha's assistant reported excitedly:

"Prime Minister, Minister Uchiha, Mr. Tosu has woken up."

(End of this chapter)