Kexue Magician

Chapter 384 The Man With Divine Power

The afternoon sun shines into the room.

Feng Chu closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. If it wasn't for the slight heaving of his chest, he would look no different from a statue.

The magic particles in the air are like iron filings being attracted by a magnet. They gather around Feng Chu at a constant speed and gradually merge into Feng Chu's body, making him faintly exude an oppressive aura.

I don't know how long it has been.

Feng Chu slowly opened his eyes, and at that moment, there seemed to be a white light flashing in the room.

He let out a long breath, and the curtains two meters away immediately sank in the middle, then shook violently and rattled. At this time, the outside was calm and windless, and the leaves were completely motionless.

"Five fifteen, nearly four hours of practice."

Feng Chu got up, stretched some stiff limbs, turned his head and neck, checked the time on his mobile phone, opened the door and walked out of the room, walked slowly in the yard twice, lamenting that the sun was a bit dazzling.

Then, Fengchu went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of apple juice, went back to the living room, and turned on the TV to watch TV.

The TV series "Peerless Samurai" is broadcasting its sixth episode.

On the screen, stepping on wooden shoes, the master in samurai uniform instructs his disciples to buy a basket of eggs, put the eggs on a stone as high as a person, and instructs his disciples to chop the eggs with a wooden sword.

To chop over the egg, the distance between the blade and the shell of the egg should not be more than half an inch.

The strength must be fierce and the speed must be fast. It is barely qualified if the egg is not broken even ten times. The test is the control.

Feng Chu leaned back comfortably on the sofa and took a sip of apple juice. At first, he didn’t see anything wrong, but after a long time, he couldn’t help but smile more and more, because later the master ordered the chef to take the broken eggs for cooking .

"It's really a good way to save money." Feng Chu said with a smile.

The TV show continued.

After another ten minutes, there was the sound of the door opening outside.

"I am back."

Hui Yuanai walked into the living room, put her schoolbag in the bedroom, returned to the living room and sat on another sofa, and glanced at Feng Chu from time to time, as if observing the most precious cultural relics in the museum.

"Huh?" Feng Chu turned his head, somewhat puzzled.

It is now 37:[-] in the afternoon, and it has been more than three hours since the first grade of elementary school dismissed. Xiao Ai came back so late, probably playing ball games with Yoshida Ayumi and the others somewhere.

But after Xiao Ai came back, she usually went back to the bedroom, why did she watch TV with me?

And what's with that weird look?

"What's the matter, Xiao Ai, you seem weird?" Feng Chu said gently.

Hui Yuanai looked over, the delicate facial features exuded a cool and elegant temperament, when the long fan-like eyelashes fluttered, the eyes became more agile, and said in a clear voice: "Some people say that people with the surname Feng are descendants of gods. "

Descendants of God?

Feng Chu pondered for a while, and said slowly: "There are indeed such rumors, but the descendants of gods are not necessarily gods."

"The emperor also said that he is a descendant of Amaterasu..."

Hui Yuanai nodded slightly, blinked, with a hint of cunning flashing across his face, and asked, "Even if the bloodline inheritance cannot become a god, the bloodline of the gods must be different, so, can you feel the divine power in your body?"

Feng Chu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that Xiao Ai had misunderstood something.

"What is divine power?"

"I feel that when I am extremely angry, I can kill a tiger with my bare hands, penetrate a 30-meter, less than [-]-mm steel plate, and even run a hundred miles without getting tired, and dodge bullets at will. Is this considered magical? "

Feng Chu said with a half-smile.

Hui Yuanai pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes sparkled, she believed he could do it.

"That's right, a descendant of God! Mr. Detective."

After a sweet smile, Hui Yuanai brushed her hair by her ears, put her hands behind her back, and walked towards her room like a little adult.

The corner of Feng Chu's mouth twitched, and he took a deep gulp of apple juice.

Does this count as deceiving children?
Wait, can things about children be called cheating?That's a white lie.

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The sun is rising, and the morning light is faint.

Fengchu, who got up early, checked his phone after washing up. He didn't receive any calls or text messages. After saying good morning to Akemi Miyano in the living room, he turned on the TV to watch the morning news as usual.

"At about 33:[-] last night, some people reported that there was a fire near Tabata Station."

"At twelve o'clock in the evening, the fire was extinguished and no casualties were found."

"According to the investigation, the cause of the fire may be that someone threw cigarette butts, ignited the discarded cardboard boxes near the warehouse, and then ignited the surrounding combustibles..."

"I would like to remind the general public not to covet convenience and throw unextinguished cigarette butts around."

"Once a fire is caused, relevant legal responsibilities will be borne according to the severity and impact of the disaster. Those who are serious will be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years..."

Feng Chu looked at the screen calmly.

Water and fire are ruthless, throwing cigarette butts casually may cause a fire, burn people to death, and cause a lot of trouble.

The host changed his gentle tone and used the criminal law to remind the public, which should make many smokers restrain themselves. After all, prisons are not a good place.

Time passed quietly.

Suddenly, Feng Chu frowned, sat up straight, and stared at the screen intently.

"Dongdu TV Express."

"A few minutes ago, some people broke the news that Senator Taro Tsuruta was carried into an ambulance by medical staff."

"Chairman Tsuruta's family members were very emotionally unstable. The councilor's wife cried all the way, and even fainted once during the period..."

"An insider said that Senator Taro Tsuruta is a person who loves to run. Because Jiro Ishiguro and other three councilors died unexpectedly when they went out of the house, Councilor Tsuruta only ran in his own yard under the advice of his family. "

"Unexpectedly, Congressman Tsuruta still had an accident. This is the fourth congressman to have an accident this month."

"Rep. Tsuruta Taro once proposed a holiday on Monday morning. He also proposed that the subway be operated 24 hours a day, and that the late-night operation hours of railways and trams be extended. This will revitalize Japan's nighttime economy and expand consumption."

"Economists predict that if Mr. Tsuruta's proposal is realized, it is expected to increase fiscal revenue by more than one trillion yen..."

Feng Chu looked dignified and frowned slightly.

Although it was someone else who died, or a council member, not ordinary people, this continuous death incident seemed to indicate that the matter was not over, and the same murders would continue to happen in the future, and it might even affect people who were not council members.

what happened?

This is obviously not an accident. What is the murderer's purpose?
Feng Chu tapped the armrest of the sofa quickly with his right hand, making a rattling sound, and his brain was running at a high speed.

"Ah, another congressman died?"

Wearing an apron, Akemi Miyano held the bowl and chopsticks in her hand, opened her small mouth slightly, and couldn't help but exclaimed, Congressman, there are only 1.2 people out of 710 million people, and now there are only 706 people left.

(End of this chapter)