He nodded apologetically to the people around him, and the monk patted the homeless man on the shoulder to comfort and asks with concern: "Speak slowly, what happened."

"There are monsters in Tokyo." The tramp swallowed, his eyes widened, and his pupils were filled with fear. "Do you remember that many people have disappeared before."

The monk nodded. He had heard of this matter for a long time, but at that time, there were only a few homeless people missing. At first, it was just treated as a normal migration. Now it seems that the situation has worsened further.

"There are more and more missing people. After you enter, we have disappeared many more people. Every night, people disappear. It's so terrible. There must be monsters in Tokyo! We specialize in picking us homeless people!"

When he talked about this, his shoulders were still trembling, as if he would be captured by monsters in the dark in the next second.

At first, only a small number of people thought something was wrong, but now when they wake up, familiar people will disappear.

I would like to count at least one quarter of the homeless people missing! Multiply one quarter by the base of the homeless people, the number of missing people is astonishing, where are so many people going?

The monk's face was serious. He was wearing monk's clothes. He kept the police officers at the station kindly washed all the clothes, and his mobile phone wallet was not moved: "Have you called the police?"

"I've called the police for a long time." The homeless man nodded hurriedly, "but the police ignored him at all, just said he would investigate, but it took so long for him to not even see the police's sleeves. They didn't care about our lives or death!"

"Even if we ask to retrieve surveillance, we just shirk it out that the surveillance failure or missing places are surveillance blind spots."

After listening to the homeless man's story, the crowd was also in an uproar, and the angry old people cheered their arms.

"I knew the government was full of guys who were all living in corpses."

"Recently, many pet dogs in our community have disappeared, and they must have been done by monsters."

"What kind of sacred trees guarding Tokyo is simply a lie to deceive the public. We must expose the lies of the government. There is nothing that can protect our ordinary citizens. Not only does not have the safety of life, we also do not even have the right to know, and we don't even know how to die."

"I suspect that the government is planning everything in secret, and the government is secretly creating Tokyo to refine a formation, and it is necessary to use the lives of ordinary people to awaken powerful power." This is a middle-aged man, and coupled with conspiracy theory, the government in reality has imagined that it has become the mastermind in his mind.

The crowd became more and more excited as they spoke, as if they would gather together in the next second before attacking the Second Imperial Palace.

The guards in the detention center looked at the gathering crowd helplessly, walked to the door and knocked on the iron door reluctantly: "Sorry, can you..."

He has the least qualifications, so he was pushed out by his seniors to drive away the crowds gathered outside.

"cannot!"

"We have not impacted the retention center."

Seeing the eyes of a group of people gathered over, the guard shrank his neck and refused to say anything. Why did he show such a fierce expression: "You keep going, you keep going."

"Master, you must save us. There are thousands of homeless people in Tokyo, all of whom are human lives."

The monk held the homeless man's hand tightly and looked around: "Amitabha, I will definitely find out the truth."

None of these people doubted that the monk had the ability to fight against the monsters in the dark. In fact, every syllable of the monk was loud and loud, and his daily words and deeds further proved the monk's words.

"What's wrong outside?" Liu Jie looked at the door with a headache. "These people have the energy to do something, and they have to cause trouble for us."

"This kid Asakura is not doing his job well, why haven't he handled it well yet?"

As he said that, he had no intention of leaving to drive away the crowd and continued to watch the news broadcast on the TV.

"Mr. Guardian, can you turn the TV on?"

“We want to see it too.”

There are usually two people living in a single room of the detention center. The facilities and conditions depend on the assets and identity of the detainee. However, it usually only takes about ten days to reach the next stage.

But what makes people feel uneasy is that since the detainees are all suspicious, a bad guy who slightly violates the public security law may be detained with the murderer.

"Okay, okay, okay." The guard moved his chair and moved the TV a little, so that the people in the fence could just see the TV show.

Due to the cheap rent, there are many foreigners living in the northern area, and the number of foreigners living in the twenty-three district ranks in the top ten. Of course, there are also prisoners from various countries in the detention center. These prisoners must be equipped with special translators when they are interrogated by the prosecutor a few days later.

These two people who were assigned to the same room were from Nanzao Sheep. The two fellow villagers met each other by chance. They were happy first, but then they were embarrassed. Meeting old friends in a foreign country is a good thing, but meeting them in the class room is another matter.

"What is broadcast is indeed the news of our country, it is our father Kingsoft...our hometown."

"Yingdao District, I still have a house there."

"Oh, the TV of the Japanese in the island country will definitely not broadcast good things in our country."

"I must complain again. I tell you that we two are bringing glory to the country..."

"Wait... this is the movie trailer?!" Looking at the scene on TV, Nan Zaoyang Rong's suspicion widened his eyes. He had just finished talking about the house in Yingdao District, and the smoke of dust was blowing up in the scene.

"This is playing...Father Kingsoft Travel 2?"

"Yes, probably right."

There is basically no time difference between the island country and the South Early Sheep, and the frequency of the black and white nights is synchronized. In the early morning, there are so many pedestrians in Tokyo, but the father Jinshan is a sea of ​​fireworks.

The caves of tall buildings are out of the gap, and the ruins are crisscrossing in the urban area like scars. The crowds are fleeing or hiding. From the perspective of high-altitude cameras, they feel like a crowd. The short opening ensures that the audience's attention can be attracted.

nhk's host stood in Taichung with a sad face: "The cause of the incident occurred in Nanzaoyang, and it is not clear yet..."

As a state-owned TV station, NHK generally does not say anything about storm. It is just that conservative statements are security incidents, but the words and the pictures played on TV clearly point to supernatural existence.

A series of terrifying extraordinary people exist in the urban area to move at high speed, without even mosaics. The movement speed is too fast, and even if the defense is laid on the street, it will be quickly broken through.

War suddenly came to a peaceful city.

"Ah, what's wrong, what's wrong with Father Jinshan."

The two in the single room could understand Japanese, as if they were struck by lightning, and then they slapped the fence wildly.
Chapter completed!