I am a god in Tokyo

Special event is a unified name for supernatural events. Even colleagues are not allowed to exchange any information related to supernatural events.

Therefore, when asking, it will be referred to as a special event.

The other party will not pursue the matter any further. After all, this is a non-disclosure agreement signed. If there is any leak, the consequences will be very serious!

"It's this kind of incident again..."

The colleague leaned on the chair and whispered to himself: "When will such a thing come to an end?"

*

Search Section [-] is located on the top floor of the Metropolitan Police Department building, and the entire floor is its office area.

As a rookie, Seiji Oya took the initiative to take over the night shift.

Different from other departments, even if it is a night shift for Search Nine, it is necessary to maintain enough dispatch personnel in each related department.

The office is brightly lit.

The police officers in Section [-] were either eating fried chicken, drinking beer, or playing games directly at their workstations, watching the new episodes of Japanese dramas, looking completely lazy.

But Seiji Oya knew that every police officer here was an elite from all over the country.

"Seiji, don't be too restrictive!"

The senior who was also on duty patted him on the shoulder.

"Our style is different from other departments. The pressure and responsibility on our shoulders are very heavy, so many people will find ways to relieve the pressure, survive here, stay long enough, and you will understand."

Oya Seiji nodded his thanks.

After staying in Search Nine for a while, he was no longer that Mengxin who didn't understand anything, and some top-secret files were also opened to him.

When Seiji Oya flipped through these files, he realized how many things were carried under the glory and light in front of the ninth section of the search. It is the content that human beings can never see, never know, and never spread.

Although it is a text file, although there are only a few records on the file, the weight of life is replaced by numbers.

Seiji Oya almost fell into the abyss.

"The application you submitted is about to be approved." The senior said gently: "It won't be long before you can receive the divine revelation, become a superhuman, and be incorporated into the official team...Although I don't recommend it very much, with power, you The more you see the truth."

"Senior Oki, please stop talking!"

Oya Seiji said seriously: "I'm ready!"

"All right--"

Seeing that the younger generation has justice in their hearts, the senior is not good at persuading him, but just drinks beer in silence.

now,

The phone rang.

Those who ate fried chicken, those who watched dramas, and those who played poker all stopped at the same time and turned to look at Seiji Oya. The young policeman looked at the message that popped up on the computer, his face changed slightly, and he quickly connected the phone.

"Save us!"

On the other end of the phone, there was the cry of Xiazhiqiu Shiyu.

'Let me do it! '

Oya Seiji saw the senior open his mouth and said silently, he nodded and quickly gave up his seat.

"Hello, this is Search Section [-], we have already cleared up your matter, please don't be afraid."

The senior had a gentle voice, and the invisible spiritual power spread through the voice, calming down the frightened girl.

Apocalypse——

Seiji Oya looked at the senior and gestured OK, his heart was surging.

The apocalypse possessed by the senior can hypnotize the enemy and calm the emotions through sound.

Will I have similar powers?

The police officers in the office quickly put aside what they were doing and prepared in an orderly manner, showing their elite demeanor.

"Weird incident!"

The senior who put down the microphone looked solemn: "Oya, you go and inform Captain Imamura, we found a strange pipe!"

Oya Seiji didn't suspect him, turned around and ran to the captain's office.

Captain Imamura was also on duty, and he knew the general situation before Seiji Oya came. He got up from the chair, put on his windbreaker and went out, Seiji Oya hurriedly followed behind.

"Captain, what can I do?"

The captain kept walking and said, "Go and take over the traffic department!"

"what!"

The young policeman was a little dazed.

Captain: "Take over the traffic department, and someone will contact you afterward to guide you on what to do."

Seeing Oya Seiji's hesitant look, the captain said seriously: "Every second you waste here is irresponsible to the victim, if someone stops you, you have to take out the search certificate of Section [-]! "

"Whoever doesn't cooperate, cut first and play later!"

*

"Miss Kasumigaoka, please keep moving."

On the other side of the phone, a gentle and mature voice said so.

That voice seemed to have the power to calm people's hearts.

Although there was some distortion through the signal, it also calmed Kasumigaoka and Machida Sonoko's mood.

"It sounds good, there will be a traffic jam soon!"

Machida Sonoko sensed the slowdown of the vehicle ahead, and honked the horn anxiously.

Police officer: "Please specify a location, we will pick you up there in advance."

Specify the location, specify the location?

In such a hurry, what place can I specify?

Xia Zhiqiu grabbed the phone tightly, distracting thoughts, the imprints of divine power on his back evaporated one by one in the sight that ordinary people can't detect.

The girl raised her head suddenly, feeling blessed to her heart.

"Let's go to Toyosaki!"

open a bounty

Breaking a treasure chest can be regarded as motivation

After writing the book on The Alchemist, I was tired for a week. I said I was looking for a subject, but in fact I was fishing for a week. As a result, I opened a new book at the end of the month and didn’t even save the manuscript (with confidence)

But my character, old readers should also know that my grades in the last book were so dismal, I also gritted my teeth and wrote it all the way, watching the average rating rise, watching my writing ability improve every volume and every volume, just like It is a sense of accomplishment to upgrade

So don't worry I'll sneak away - unless the grades are so bad I can't support myself

Half-time authors can't afford to hurt

The outline and setting of this book are almost the same. Although I haven’t saved the manuscript, I will advance step by step according to the plot I preset. Let’s open a reward here until it’s on the shelves.

Before putting it on the shelves, I guarantee the speed of two or three changes, and I still owe more after it is put on the shelves.

My coding speed is not fast, usually if I am not satisfied with the plot, I will delete it and start again, but I will try my best to polish the story

Story, after all, is the root of a book

Reward:

300 recommendation tickets/100 blades/10000 tips plus one update

Current data:

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Reward: 171420 (I smashed the box)

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Thank you readers for your support, Ah Xu

Chapter 29 The Spiritual Thread

"There is a traffic incident on Setagaya Central Avenue. Please detour the traffic."

The car radio interrupted the news temporarily.

"Not long ago there was a disappearance, and now there is a traffic accident. In recent years, the order has become worse and worse. What does the capital government do?"

Perhaps every country's taxi drivers have key political talents.

The driver, who was over half a century old, chatted along the news, and soon extended the topic to the incompetence of the metropolitan government and the inaction of the Cabinet Office.

Passengers in the back seat make a good audience.

He would nod along with the driver's opinion, but never speak, but such an audience, on the contrary, aroused the taxi driver's interest in talking.

Traffic jams ahead.

The traffic and green signal lights seem to be malfunctioning, jumping back and forth, with a long interval for a while, and a short interval for a while.

The cars blocked on the viaducts and highways spread into a long queue, and the drivers have already scolded the Department of Transportation crazy.

The number of complaint calls received by the Transportation Department exceeded the sum of the previous month, but this scapegoat had to be carried on.

"Sir, I'm really sorry!"

The taxi driver looked at the long queue in front of him and said to the quiet passengers: "Look at this, you don't know how long the traffic will be. If you are in a hurry, I will put you at the intersection ahead. What do you think?" Sample?"

Passengers finally had other reactions.

He showed a flawless, doll-like smile, and his voice was hoarse.

"Ok."

The driver saw the other party's smile through the rearview mirror, and felt that the smile was too perfect, so perfect that it was like a false mask, which was particularly permeating.

He hurriedly retracted his gaze, not daring to look any further.

The passenger in the back seat lowered his head again, his larynx suddenly squirmed downwards, and the body wrapped in the windbreaker had strange ups and downs, as if there was a living creature in the body.

*

"Wow!"

Sonoko Machida cheered excitedly.

"Can I really go fast and won't be fined? Don't lie to me!"

In the mobile phone held by Kasumigaoka, there was a slightly smiling voice of the police officer.

"Of course, Ms. Machida, we guarantee that the traffic department will not come to issue you a ticket. Of course, even if you are speeding in the city, please pay attention to safety, and don't cause any casualties!"

"I know I know!"

Sonoko Machida waved his hand.

The commercial vehicle headed for Toyosaki on the road, there were few vehicles and pedestrians, and it was so empty that it didn't look like Tokyo in the past. What excited this editor-in-chief was that she had hardly encountered a red light from the beginning to the present.

All the way green light, all the way smooth.

As one of the largest cities in Asia, Tokyo has a car population of 800 million. If it hadn't perfected public transportation before cars were fully popularized, the city might be congested from day to night.

The Metropolitan Police Department has also set up an 'Urban Management Force', which is composed of middle-aged and elderly people, wearing green uniforms and riding bicycles. It is the nightmare of all car drivers. Whenever there is speeding or illegal parking, they will take photos and post stickers. The penalty is effective immediately.

Therefore, even the drag racing gangs rarely mess around in the urban area.

Their favorite drag racing holy place is Qiu Mingshan.

"Shiyu, fasten your seat belt!"

Machida Sonoko's eyes seemed to be burning with fire. Holding the steering wheel with one hand, she slowly stepped on the accelerator. After increasing the speed of the car, she quickly pushed the manual transmission and shifted to fifth gear.