Of course, it is not absolute. If you are someone like Chen Xiaofeng who has experienced life and death many times, you may be able to do this.
To be able to make a correct judgment at the moment of being attacked, speaking of it, is just the psychological quality of making a judgment in an instant, and to go on a cold battlefield with a consciousness of life and death - this is something that ordinary students will definitely do
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To sum up, it means that the person who was attacked was definitely not an ordinary student.
However, according to the scene, the body of the friend from the last work was not seen, that is, the guy who was alive should still be alive now. Although it is not known whether he was arrested or escaped, but no matter what the situation is, the economy is now
This situation will not change.
And there don't seem to be any clues now.
In short, let's notify the security guards now. At least they have some advanced equipment that can help with the investigation.
After getting this judgment, Misaka Mikoto took out her mobile phone from her pocket.
But, don’t you think it’s strange?
Just when Misaka Mikoto pressed the button on her phone, she suddenly realized that something was strange.
Why...no one has reported the crime until now?
This is not a deserted suburb, and it's only 22 o'clock, but why doesn't anyone report the crime?
Misaka Mikoto looked at the tattered business car in front of her. Judging from the way it was burned beyond recognition, it must have been a long time. And judging from the vehicle that rushed onto the sidewalk, it must have happened.
If there is a big accident, then someone will definitely hear it. Even if it is because of the unknown light a few streets away, it is impossible for fires and traffic accidents here to go unnoticed.
Therefore, there should be no need to wait for Misaka Mikoto to report the crime on her mobile phone. Well-meaning citizens should report the crime - it should be like this under normal circumstances, but now it is strange here that there is no one around to watch the excitement.
Misaka Mikoto looked around. There were only street lights on the street, and there was no sound. It seemed as if it was completely wrapped in the silence of the night. There was only the crackling of flames.
So...can you think so?
It’s not that it didn’t cause a commotion, but that it couldn’t cause a commotion?
If everyone around here seems to be under the spell of hypnosis - Misaka Mikoto, who originally scorned non-science, began to understand better after coming into contact with "that world".
So...is this a conspiracy that has been planned for a long time?
This is just a guess, and it is not clear whether this is the case. In other words, Misaka Mikoto is completely confused.
However, the most terrifying feeling does not come from this silence.
If it is true as suspected, then this city is like wood eroded by termites. Without human operation, the city's skills are slowly stopping.
This helplessness arises spontaneously.
Just like she was helpless when faced with a difficult problem during an exam, Misaka Mikoto broke into sweat in front of the snow-white answer sheet.
What happened to this city?
Suddenly, Misaka Mikoto found that her hand was grabbed by a pair of cold hands.
"Hurry up - Misaka Misaka urged vigilantly."
The last one on the side suddenly made a rather urgent sound.
"Those bad guys are here - Misaka Misaka pulled her sister and ran towards the roadside while reporting the situation on the scene."
Misaka Mikoto was forcibly pulled by Final Work and hid behind a parked car.
Those bad guys? Are they the attackers? Misaka Mikoto was full of questions.
But there was no time to ask for confirmation now, because Misaka Mikoto could hear the low hum of the engine coming from the distance.
The engine sound came from three black commercial vehicles without headlights.
The car drove carefully, making an unusually soft sound from the exhaust pipe, and finally stopped next to the ruins left by the battlefield. When the car door was opened, several men in black were wearing the same uniform as the man in black who fell to the ground and died.
Even if it was just a rough estimate, the number of the other party would not be less than ten. It would be better if she was alone, but there was also a Last Order beside her, so her safety could not be guaranteed if she was too far away.
Even if the opponent is a newcomer and is surrounded and suppressed, it will be difficult for him to guarantee the safety of his final work.
and……
"Where do these guys get their guns from?"
Misaka Mikoto couldn't help but say it.
All of the men in black who got out of the car were armed with automatic rifles of the same specifications, and judging from their bulging waist bags, they might also have weapons such as grenades.
These guys, who look similar to the security guards who protect Academy City, are actually not friendly.
The tension radiating from them gave Misaka Mikoto reason to believe that as soon as the other party found out about herself and the last work, those bullets would be fired immediately.
The men in black uniforms roughly lifted up the "original" companion who fell on the ground, and then threw him into the car. In addition, some men in black uniforms were taking other actions.
Misaka Mikoto noticed that behind one of the men was something similar to a pesticide box, spraying the surrounding ground with a nozzle like pesticide.
"It says acid spray - Misaka Misaka explained."
"What is that?" Misaka Mikoto really didn't know anything about military things.
"It's an acid purification sprayer, which can spray a special weak acid liquid that can destroy fingerprints, bloodstains and other things. It is a method of destroying evidence - Misaka Misaka retrieved information from her mind."
It seems like things are serious... Misaka Mikoto thought.
These guys have obviously done such a big-shock thing but are still trying their best to cover up the evidence. In other words, if there are witnesses, even a fool can imagine what they will do.
To put it this way...if things really develop like that, Misaka Mikoto has absolutely no confidence that she can guarantee the safety of the final work.
Misaka Mikoto was so nervous that she even dared to continue breathing.
However, the sound of approaching footsteps still reached my ears.
Misaka Mikoto looked at the feet of the last work.
Because I was completely soaked in the final piece, the watermarks on my steps extended all the way to this place.
Moreover, it is early spring, and when the whole body is soaked, it is night again - the last one is already shivering constantly due to the cold. If this happens, it will hinder the movement. To put it bluntly, the body's reaction will become slower.
However, even if there are footprints, at night and in a place with insufficient lighting, the other party probably won't notice it.
So, it doesn't matter. Misaka Mikoto prayed in her heart.
but……
Snapped--
Even the people in black who were far away from Misaka Mikoto and the others also looked in the direction of Misaka Mikoto and the others.