On the bench in the park, Lan Mu sat quietly with his eyes closed.

Two hours later, Bai Ze said on the phone: "The speech has begun, and both Japanese and two TV stations have broadcasted at low prices, but I don't know if the target will pay attention to the American election."

"Now there are only four people watching the broadcast within five kilometers of the park..." Lan Mu collected information in the spiritual realm every second.

All kinds of people do all kinds of things, and their every move is fed back by their mental power, penetrates many barriers and sees through many messages.

Although Nagasaki's radiation has been in the past fifty years, the half-life of radiation is hundreds of millions of years, which has no major problems for the human body, but it still remains in the soil, buildings, and air.

This seriously affected Lan Mu's perception, and he said: "There are forty-five people watching the broadcast..."

"Master, the candidate is dead..." Bai Ze suddenly said.

"What? So fast?"

Lan Mu was suddenly stunned. He did not notice anyone's unique behavior.

"Remember..."

There are not many people watching the broadcast in his perception field, only about forty, and many of them have changed their channels after a few glances.

After this rule, only twenty-three people have been watching.

"The death time was 30 seconds ago. What were these twenty people doing at that time?"

It was ruled out again, and most people did nothing, just watched TV silently, and there were only seven people left.

Some of these seven people are doing their homework, some are eating, some are coaxing children, and some are exercising...

However, after careful observation, Lan Mu finally discovered a strange guy.

This guy was sitting in a chair watching TV. He smiled in the face of the sudden interruption of the broadcast signal, turned his pen in his hand, and looked confident. He was already in his grade, with a slightly old appearance, about forty years old.

"No matter whether it is, I finally have a suspicious target. Unfortunately, it cannot be determined through treasure hunting instinct, but it is the same with charm."

Lan Mu ran towards the suspect's home, three kilometers away from him, and belonged to a remote area of ​​the city.

However, on the way, Lan Mu suddenly discovered C's personnel.

There were fourteen in total, and the clothes inside them obviously had the c sign. These people were distributed in different areas, vaguely surrounding the suspect's house.

"C people are so fast? Yes... they have a premonition diary..."

"Have you actually started to contain me?"

Lan Mu found a shelter knocking on the door, two shelter lurking in the blind spot at the door, and the remaining shelter were distributed in the corridor.

Hearing the knock on the door, the man opened the door for him with a pen in his hand.

Through mental power, Lan Mu monitored their conversation.

"Is it Fujiwara Ghost?"

“That’s right…”

"My name is Nagano Shin-kun. I am an employee of the Nagasaki Municipal Government. I want to check the registration information of the families of the victims of the nuclear explosion."

"Didn't you register ten years ago?" Fujiwara Ghost also flashed his eyes, and asked after a look at the exact time on his watch.

C's containment staff said: "Now we are checking the information. We need to update the existing status information of the victims... Are you the only one in this company?"

"Yes, my parents are dead."

"Hmm..." Of course, the hostage investigated his parents' situation clearly, and all of them died of cancer due to radiation.

He first politely and then trooped to confirm the target. C has learned the other party's location through the predicted diary. After confirming that he is the only one in the house, the target has been locked.

"I'll show you something..." The confinement staff reached into the briefcase and suddenly took out an electric stun gun.

However, at this moment, Lan Mu obviously noticed the sneer of the Fujiwara Ghost.

The Fujiwara Ghost seemed to be on guard, rushed into the room and hid in the bedroom before firing. He suddenly took out a black book from his arms, casually opened a blank page, and wrote down a name: "Ayase Nobutetsu 19:32."

The whole movement was coherent and skillful. After doing this, he quickly put the black book close to his body, and didn't even look at the enemy holding the stun gun.

I saw the shelter named Nagano Shin-shin suddenly covering his heart and showing pain.

"Well……"

He had a cardiac arrest and fell to the ground and died immediately.

"What!"

Lan Mu was shocked and soon discovered that Nagano Nobuna died of heart paralysis.

"It's you... I'll kill the other person if I write down a name... But if I write down Ayase Nobute, the one who dies is Nagano. If I want to write down the name of the corresponding target and kill someone, Nagano is a kana? How did he know the other person's real name?"

Lan Mu frowned and thought to himself that this guy named Fujiwara Kideya should also have the ability to see through other people's real names. If this happens, be careful of the other party's name being written down.

The disguise of the shelter was discovered the moment the pseudonym was reported. If it were a normal government employee, it would be impossible to report a pseudonym.

"But he probably didn't know that the other party was C-person, right? I'm afraid he thought it was a policeman's disguise..."

After seeing the stun gun, Fujiwara Ghost knew that something was wrong. Although he was alert because of the fake name, he couldn't figure out how anyone would come to him.

"Dang thud..."

The sound of footsteps and metal collisions also changed Fujiwara Ghost's face.

"Are you a grenade? Why did you want to kill me directly? Shouldn't you be interrogated first?" Fujiwara Ghost also felt that the situation was unexpected and could not understand how he was surrounded and suppressed.

Where he didn't know, the captain of the shelter group ordered: "The plan to capture alive is discovered, one person is reduced, and the killing plan is activated! Pay attention! The other party has the ability to wipe out, and killing is now the first mission target!"

Seeing the grenade-shaped thing landing at the bedroom door, Fujiwara Ghost's first reaction was to knock on the window and jump out of the house.

"Shit..."

The grenade exploded, but it was not a bomb, but an efficient stun bomb.

Fujiwara Ghost also jumped out of the air outside the window and thought to himself: "As long as you continue to live, all of you will not be able to escape the sanctions of the god of death!"

However, before he landed, he suddenly heard a puff.

Suddenly, my heart aches and hit the ground hard.

His chest was covered in blood, and he was shot directly by a sniper!

"How come there are snipers?" Fujiwara Ghost also twisted his body in panic, gradually losing strength, and his consciousness quickly disappeared.

Feeling the fluctuations of Fujiwara Kideya's life disappear, Lan Mu's lips slightly squinted, and he stood silently across the street and watched.

That guy who claims to be the God of the New World was killed on the spot by C.

"Shoot the target, contain it immediately, block the residence and search for it." The captain ordered.

Several shelter personnel appeared from all directions, disguised as policemen to block the residence and quickly inspected the bodies and every corner of the house.

An ambulance that had been preparing for a long time came and skillfully moved Fujiwara Kyuya's body up and drove away with a long sound of flutes. Two other bulletproof police cars were escorted, one in front and one behind to open the lane for the ambulance.

Four task forces in the ambulance began to deal with the body of Fujiwara Kyoya. After fumbled for a while, they found a black book and a pen.

The task force who touched the Black Book was suddenly stunned and stared at the Black Book without saying a word, as if he was receiving information. At the same time, his appearance also changed subtly. He, who originally looked in his twenties, seemed to have grown older in his thirties and turned into a middle-aged old uncle.

After a brief moment of being stunned, he immediately picked up the intercom and said, "Captain, I found that the containment is a black book of death that will harvest life if you write your name!"

"Send it to the beach immediately, the contingent responsible for escorting is on standby!" The captain is still in the residence and is dealing with the site to prevent any missing containment items.

"yes!"

The ambulance was very fast, and because of the sound of a flute and the escort of a police car, it was passed all the way.

However, they did not notice that an invisible white-haired lion was lying on the roof of the car.

"Don't touch it! He will take half of the life of the holder!" The task force holding the black book hurriedly stopped his teammates' curiosity.

"No wonder you are thirty years older...How can you continue to fight like this?" his teammate sighed.

"It's okay... Although I will definitely retire like this, the boss will definitely arrange for me to retire to the second-tier position."

The task force in the car said and put the Death Black Book into a safe.

They sat quietly in the carriage and soon approached the beach.

Lan Mu lay on the roof of the car, knowing that they were going to escort the black book to the seaside connection point, but sent it to a secret shelter base.

He thought to himself, while the contingent didn't know his existence, it was just right to grab it now!

Lan Mu, who brought the space ring, could take away the safe without realizing it.

"Although you took the lead in sheltering, it's a pity that the mantis stalks the cicada oriole is behind..."

"Tear!"

The roof of the carriage was torn apart by a pair of sharp claws, and the task force pointed the gun at it instantly, but nothing happened.

"What happened? Why did it get torn apart?"

The task force was solemn but did not wait for the attack. While he was puzzled, a man suddenly shouted in surprise: "The safe is gone!"
Chapter completed!