After Yoshida handled the documents, he asked his subordinates: "How is the situation there?"

"It's done well, not like an ordinary person at all. To be honest, I even have some doubts that he is really a spy."

Hearing the report from his subordinates, Yoshida smiled: "How is it possible? As a spy, it's too failure. It's just an amnesia boy of unknown origin. Besides, even if he is a spy, it's nothing. We are just relying on his heroic image now."

He turned on the TV at the press conference. After the Metropolitan Police Department announced that Xia Long had joined the special operations team, Xia Long answered the reporters' questions one by one.

"Maybe not everyone can be like me, but in fact, the greatest power of human beings," Xia Long said in the end, "The most important weapon of human beings is courage and hope, so please don't be afraid, please believe that you can live hard..."

Yoshida crossed his fingers and joked, "Isn't it? Maybe he was really a hero in the past."

The subordinates looked away from the TV: "Then what's next..."

"It's good that as long as he appears on the scene, of course we will deal with those mutant monsters," Yoshida clicked the table, "and find a more reliable reporter."

...

"The strongest boy! Superman!"

"The secret of victory, courage and hope..."

In the evening news, all the people saw TV reports through various channels, and the people who were deeply tortured by negative energy took more or less breath.

In a closed room in an apartment, the computer screen in the messy clothes room was flashing in the dark. A fat young man was breathing heavily, trembling and whimpering and crying after opening the news broadcast video.

"I don't want to become a monster, save me..."

"Um!" The crying stopped abruptly. Behind the young man, a black mist condensed arm, grabbed his neck and lifted it up.

Amid the young people's painful struggle, the shadow twisted out of the darkness, and his red eyes looked at Xia Long who was speaking at the press conference.

"Silly, do you think this will stop me?"

Pinching the young man with black air flowing on his face, the shadow snorted coldly: "What hero Superman is just a bed bug, let me execute you in front of humans."

After watching the news video coldly for a while, the shadow suddenly dissipated, leaving only the young man to fall to the ground.

The room was calm again, and only the video was still playing.

The young man slowly stood up and looked at the computer screen with his eyes blankly.

"Didi!" At this time, the phone in the young man's pants pocket suddenly rang.

"Yes, I'm Yangtai." The young man responded muffled.

"Yang Tai, I will interview that Xia Long tomorrow. Don't be as late as before." A female voice came from the phone.

"yes."

"Hey, Yang Tai, what's wrong with you? The sound is a bit weird."

"I'm fine."

The young man squeezed out a smile on his face and said, "I will be on time tomorrow."

...

The next day.

Xia Long officially reported under the Ishikawa Police Department.

"Listen, boy," Ishikawa warned, "no matter when, follow me honestly, the monsters will be handled by our police."

"Yes." Xia Long was slightly disappointed when he didn't assign a pistol to him, but he was not surprised.

The reason why he was allowed to join the Special Operations Team was just to use his influence at this stage.

After receiving the news in Toshima Ikebukuro District, the most prosperous commercial street in the past has been closed by police cars, and a large number of policemen surrounded a shopping mall.

When Xia Long followed Ishikawa police headquarters into the encirclement, members of the fully armed special forces were setting up tactics.

“There are 3 targets and 10 hostages.”

"Don't those guys never leave any living?"

"It is impossible for a hostage," Ishikawa approached, "The reason why he didn't kill was probably because those people were infected."

Xia Long looked up at the mall building: "Mr. Ishikawa, will all be eliminated?"

"Of course, you must be killed if you can become a monster!"

A hint of hatred flashed in Ishikawa's eyes. After looking at the watch time, he waved: "Start to act, don't leave any one!"

"Note that you must not be approached by the target, you must be fatal to one blow!"

As the special forces rushed into the mall, continuous gunfire and roars soon sounded. Although the mutant monsters had strong attacks, they did not have the ability to attack far. When facing the armed forces, the battle was almost one-sided, and the roars ended in a few breaths.

At the same time, a news interview car drove outside the encirclement, stopped by the police and parked on the side of the road.

"Akiko, do you really believe that boy? No matter how you look, it seems to be pushed out by the police."

There were three people in the car, including reporter Akiko Takagi, photographer Yangta Inoue, and recorder Take Iwada, who started talking. The one who spoke was Iwada Take Iwada who moved the equipment out of the car.

"Of course I don't believe it very much," Akiko said first, "But sometimes a kind lie may not be bad. Awu, don't think too much, we have a task this time."

"I don't know what luck that kid has left."

Take Iwada shouted and said to the photographer Inoue Yangta beside him: "Yanta, did you not sleep well last night? Why are your eyes dark?"

"I'm fine," Inoue Yang grinned, "Go away quickly, it will be too late in a while."

In the blockade area, Xia Long and Ishikawa entered the mall together, and saw blood everywhere on the walls and ground.

There were more than twenty corpses in total. Except for thirteen infected people, the rest were ordinary people who were cruelly dismembered. Even Xia Long couldn't bear to look at them.

After the police handled the murder scene, Xia Long came to the body of the infected person who was placed in a concentrated manner.

As expected, like in the information, my body returned to normal after death, and there was no trace of mutation at all, and there was no trace of that sharp claw.

It's like the super beast in Ultraman's world, which cannot be explained by conventional science...

"This is only a small part," Ishikawa picked up a blood-stained photo on the ground and clenched his fingers. "A large number of infected people are hiding in this city. If you don't find it quickly, there will only be more people who die!"

"Mr. Ishikawa," noticing that Ishikawa's white fingers had mixed pain and hatred eyes, Xia Long hesitated, "Hate cannot solve the problem, and these people are just being used."

"Have you ever seen your relatives cut in half?" Ishikawa pondered, put down the photo and turned to walk outside the mall.

Xia Long looked silently at the little girl with a sweet dimples in the photo.
Chapter completed!