"Okay, okay, let's go quickly." Satake urged Maya to get in the car quickly. The victory team had all left. Obviously, the child was not the one who made the call. There was no point in staying any longer. He had better go and ask quickly.
Whether we can still hold a concert tonight is the important thing.
Maya nodded, turned around and walked towards the car. Before getting into the car, she looked back and happened to see Chiba Cheng secretly stuffing a cup into her backpack. She couldn't help but be startled, and then the person who seemed to be a space person
The boy stood up and blended into the crowd, and the car started.
The Drum truck drove to the headquarters of the temporary tent, and the already noisy crowd became even more excited. One by one, they asked the TPC for an explanation. The captain of the police station who was responsible for maintaining order, with beads of sweat on his face,
He ran over and said: "Vice Captain Zongfang, something will happen if you continue like this."
Everyone in the victory team could see this. The fans holding Mayan posters and waving support flags were extremely excited. They had worked so hard to take time off from various places to get here, and they were almost there.
But not allowed to attend the concert, who can bear this?
Zongfang nodded and called the two Feiyans in the air: "Lina, Xincheng, have you found anything?"
Inside Feiyan-1, which roared across the sky, Xincheng looked at the still calm detector and said, "Everything is normal."
Lina also found nothing. The detector scanned back and forth several times and found nothing. Basically, it was confirmed that it was a despicable prank.
Just as he was talking, the Satake manager squeezed over again and said angrily: "It's been almost two hours, how long do you want to find out?"
Zongfang looked at the crowd that was gathering more and more, and a large number of media came to report the breaking news. He ignored the agent and said to the people in the police station: "Seven o'clock, if it is after seven o'clock,
If nothing happens, let people go in."
All detection methods have been used, but there is nothing abnormal. It seems to be a prank, but Zongfang wants to be on the safe side and wait until after seven o'clock, just in case the warning call is true.
"Yes!" The people in the police station breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly informed the fans of the 'good news'. TPC is still confirming safety and will end at seven o'clock for you to enter the venue.
When Agent Satake learned the news, he couldn't help but smile, but immediately returned to his dissatisfied look, muttering about the huge losses caused by delaying for so long.
Zongfang turned around and prepared to get into the tent. He used these dozens of minutes to think about whether there was anything he had missed. As soon as he opened the door of the tent, he suddenly heard a voice: "The person who wants to burn down the gymnasium is Kiri Elode.
People."
Munakata stopped immediately and turned to look behind him. Horii was teaching Dagu Amrimaya, trying to develop Dako to become Maya's fans, but Munakata interrupted the missionary: "Who did you call the Kiri Elode people just now?
”
Dagu shook his head. He was being kept quiet by Horii throughout the whole process and couldn't get a word in at all. Horii also shook his head and said strangely: "No one has said this."
Just as Zongfang was about to speak, the voice sounded again: "In the alley to the northeast of you, there is a black bag. I put a cup in it and tested the fingerprints. There will be a surprise. After reading the fingerprints of the owner
Information, you put a red flag next to the tent, and I will tell you more about the Kirialodians."
"Telepathy." Munakata's expression suddenly became extremely serious, and he immediately said to Horii: "Horii, keep the crowd as far away as possible, and be prepared to monitor fingerprints. Dagu, follow me."
"Yes!"
Although they didn’t know why Zongfang said this, the two team members still carried out the order. Zongfang and Dagu drove a dram car and parked it next to the alley. They saw the black bag at the entrance of the alley at a glance and opened it carefully.
Inside is a glass.
Immediately return to the temporary headquarters, let Horii extract the fingerprints above, and then query the information. PDI clearly shows the information of the fingerprint owner: name Itabashi Mitsuo, prophet, born on June 23, 1967, death time is November 2004
January 15th.
"Is that a mistake?" Horii was surprised when he saw the result. This man died three years ago, and it was a miracle that the fingerprints on the glass could last for a month, not to mention that they were obviously still fresh.
After Zongfang read the results and information, he immediately said to Dagu: "Dagu, find a red flag and put it outside the tent."
"Yes!" Dagu glanced at Zongfang hesitantly, wondering if he could understand this behavior, but he still did it.
As soon as the red flag was raised, Munakata heard the voice again: "Kirielode is a kind of spiritual life form, but it can possess humans and move around. It can be regarded as reviving the dead."
"Is this how Banqiao Mitsuo came to life?" Munakata said. He didn't know how to communicate with this voice, so he might as well try speaking normally.
"Conductor, what did you say?" Dagu and Horii looked at each other, wondering why the conductor suddenly became so weird.
Zongfang did not report any hope, but received the answer from the voice: "Yes, the Kirialodians are not just Banqiao Mitsuo, there are many more lurking on the earth, they spread pain, fear, despair, hatred, absorption
The negative energy in human hearts is used to strengthen themselves and resurrect their gods."
After hearing these words, Zongfang pondered for a moment and asked: "Who are you?"
"A human being who has super powers and wants to do something for mankind." Chiba Makoto, who was crowded in the crowd, used telepathy to answer Munakata's words. After this ability was activated, he seemed to be proficient in it before, without any
I feel unfamiliar. I have only spoken to Kirialodians twice, and I can already imitate spiritual conversations with people.
"Are the Kirialodians going to burn down the gymnasium at seven o'clock?" Munakata asked the question he was most concerned about.
"That's what Itabashi Mitsuo said, but it's up to him to do it or not. I can only tell you what I know." Chiba Makoto simply gave the ball to Munakata and asked him to decide whether to continue to block the stadium. He was just a person.
Young reporter, doing this is the most benevolent and righteous thing to do.
The man's voice did not ring again. Zongfang asked several times without getting an answer. He took a deep breath, suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and immediately reported what had just happened to the captain. The matter was serious now, and the base could not be determined.
Whether the Riellodians attacked the gymnasium, they can't keep the blockade on forever, and what if they change the target?
The emergence of telepathy surprised the victory team. If the person who said this was not Munakata, it would be difficult for people who have never experienced it to believe in the existence of superpowers.
Jian Hui frowned and was quite embarrassed. It was difficult to tell whether it was true or false. He could only say to wait until seven o'clock to see if anything happened, and asked Ye Rui to step up the search for the person who made the call and the person who put the cup, and find this person as soon as possible.
Warning telepath.
Time passed little by little, and everyone was waiting for the arrival of seven o'clock. The fans and managers were looking forward to the arrival of seven o'clock with joy, while the people at TPC were extremely nervous. The minute hand moved slowly to 12, and Munakata could only
I felt my heart beating faster and faster, and finally got out of the tent and stared at the empty stadium around me.
Just when the second hand and minute hand were about to overlap at 12, the ground near the stadium suddenly shook, and then the ground cracked, and raging flames burst out from inside, swallowing up the stadium in an instant.
Then there was a huge earthquake, shattering the glass of buildings, cars, and shop windows. The streets that were orderly just now fell into chaos.
Zongfang, who endured the loud noise, lowered his head and glanced at his watch. The hour hand just pointed at the number 7.