[Comprehensive] Infect the whole world

Half an hour later, Fyodor made other arrangements and ordered Ivan to take a person similar to Kuroki Yuuto to another location to disturb other people's vision, and then knocked on the boy's door.

"Please come in."

The door opened, and there was a very simple room layout inside, but the light was a bit dim. This is also one of the safe strongholds Fyodor found. The rats of the dead house had laid out in this city long ago.

The young man was sitting on the single sofa and had already changed out of his hospital clothes. He was wearing the white shirt and jeans prepared by Ivan. His simple attire showed a clear and youthful look, like a piece of white paper for others to paint on.

Fyodor is just the best painter.

Originally, his plan was to ignite the anger of the people by Yuuto Kuroki's death, but now an unexpected change has taken place. An idol who has lost his memory and changes his mind at will is worth more than death.

Fyodor sat in front of Yuuto Kuroki, and there was an unopened chess set on the small round table between them: "It's boring to stay in the room all the time."

"Fortunately."

Anyone can see the young man's absent-mindedness in this kind of answer. If you think about it carefully, you will know that you have lost your memory and you are still being chased and killed by outside forces even if you don't know who you are. Think about this situation. People are overwhelmed and annoyed not knowing what to do.

The room fell silent. Fyodor was fiddling with the chess pieces on the table, but he didn't seem to want to speak, as if he didn't notice the boy's frequent glances.

"Why don't we play chess to pass the time?"

"No..." The young man frowned, "I want to know..."

"Hush—" Fyodor put his index finger in front of his lips, and smiled meaningfully, "One question, another question."

Yuuto Kuroki froze for a moment, nodded hesitantly, and looked at the chess board.

"Excuse me, who are you? Are you really just my fan?"

"I'm just a kind Russian passing by." Fyodor chuckled, "How many memories do you still remember?"

"I only remember the basics." Yuuto Kuroki covered his head, as if the memories would give him a headache, "Hmm... I don't remember anything else."

"You, what do you want to do? What is the purpose of helping me?"

"It's nothing, at least right now I haven't found what I need in you. As you said, there is no free lunch in the world. I help you naturally have what you need, but I haven't found it in you who amnesia." Feio Dole said lightly.

"Because I lost my memory, sorry..."

"It's nothing, it's not up to you to decide." On the surface, Fyodor looked like a good person who really cared about Yuuto Kuroki, "Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you can't remember for a while."

"Hmm." Yuuto Kuroki pursed his lips and muttered, "Why, this kind of thing happened to me..."

"It's a crime to be pregnant." Fyodor said indifferently, "Your ability can affect too many people. For politicians, this ability is too precious."

Hearing the words, the young man's eyes were tangled, and it seemed that this could not calm down the worries in his heart.

"However, the most fundamental reason is that because of the existence of supernatural powers, the ugly and primitive desires in their hearts lose their shackles. Once a person has power, the beast called violence will come out of the cage and eventually destroy the surroundings. everything." Fyodor slowly came to a conclusion in a sigh-like tone, "The original sin is the supernatural power."

"Is that so?" The boy looked puzzled.

"That's right, because of the emergence of individuality, or supernatural powers, human society has undergone tremendous changes, and the occurrence of turmoil and violence is far more than before." Fyodor said lightly, "I... think that all superhumans All guilty."

"Supernatural powers are wrong and shouldn't exist. I think so."

Kuroki Yuuto listened quietly to his thoughts, his confused face gradually calmed down, he lowered his head as if thinking, then raised his head and said, "I don't think so."

Fyodor was not surprised by Yuuto Kuroki's rebuttal, rather he was waiting for this. For people living in this society, the existence of supernatural abilities is 'normal'.

"I don't think people with supernatural powers are guilty."

To establish a belief, common sense must be destroyed first, so that a new belief can be established and a new Yuuto Kuroki belong to their side.

"If it is guilty, it should be human beings themselves."

……Um?

"All human beings are born with sin." Kuroki Yuto did not see Fyodor's surprised eyes, lowered his eyes and stared at the two sides of the black and white pieces on the chess, and said softly, "From the past history, It can be seen that war and destruction have never disappeared from the history of mankind."

"Humans will naturally destroy nature, cut down trees, and encroach on the land of other creatures for their own benefit."

"I will slaughter a species for better taste."

"Waging wars for status and interests, hurting the same kind, betraying each other, using nuclear weapons to clean up the land, regardless of the earth itself, only thinking about themselves."

"This is human beings, a species that will always be loyal to ** and never repent."

Fyodor: "..."

Hei Shuyou revealed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth: "I remembered, I seem to have always aimed to change human beings, to eliminate negative emotions of human beings, and I will do whatever it takes to do so."

He raised his eyes to meet Fyodor's gaze, his eyes curved: "Mr. Fyodor, thank you for reminding me of this, it is really important to me."

Fyodor looked into Yuuto Kuroki's eyes, and those amber eyes told him that everything just now was the voice of the boy from his heart, and there was absolutely no sign of lying. After a moment of silence, he sighed: " This was beyond my expectations.”

Immediately afterwards, a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Maybe I brought back a monster, it's really interesting, it's so interesting."

For Fyodor, he has always been able to easily see through a person's trajectory, but now, for the first time, he has lost this ability repeatedly on a person. What will this boy do and what kind of existence he is? Everything is a mystery to him.

This is really, really great~

-

"When will the efficiency of your police station be faster!"

"Have you caught the prisoner who attacked the airport? Please give us a positive answer!"

At the gate of the police station, due to the delay in progress, angry crowds have gathered at the gate of the police station to protest. Among them, many family members of the victims held up black and white photos of the deceased and burst into tears. They just wanted to find the murderer and let them The family members rest in peace in the underworld.

The noise has greatly affected the work of the police station, but the police have nothing to do about it. Finally, the chief stood up and announced: "We have tried our best to find out the truth of this case. Please give us a little more time. The perpetrators will be brought to justice."

"When will this time end!?"

The director's official answer completely ignited the anger of the crowd. A young man wearing a peaked cap stood up and said angrily: "Where are the suspects from the Mafia and the detective agency!? You should investigate them well!"

"We've tried our best..."

"What's said on the Internet is correct! You are afraid of the mafia so you dare not arrest people! Hypocrisy!"

The director's majestic face frowned deeply: "Please calm down, don't listen to rumors on the Internet, we have worked hard..."

"We want the truth! We want the truth! Arrest the suspects, arrest the suspects!"

"Arrest the suspect!"

More and more voices joined in, and gradually became a slogan. The voices of the police were insignificant under the voices of the masses. In desperation, they had to go back to the police station and close the gate, but the people at the gate of the police station were still relentless. It looked like he was going to stay at the door for a long time.

The director also had no choice but to call the Supernatural Secret Service Division. After some pleasantries, he went straight to the point: "Can you control those speeches on the Internet?"

On the other side, in the office, Ango Sakaguchi sat on a chair, rubbed his forehead, and sighed: "We have already made official rumors, but the mastermind behind the scenes is too cunning...Look."

The director turned on the computer and clicked on the link sent by Ango Sakaguchi, and it was a notice from the 'good Russian'.

[Dear compatriots:

It is a pity that I can no longer update the information I have investigated. Someone found me and hoped that I would shut up. For the sake of my own safety, I will delete all the previous messages. Sorry, justice may really be absent. 】

The director gasped, gritted his teeth secretly, "This move is really ruthless..."

Taking retreat as an advance has aroused people's indignation even more, and the time to understand the incident cannot be delayed.

"Then, investigate over there..."

"I have already gone to urge you, but the situation is not optimistic." Ango Sakaguchi said sadly, "Please be prepared to go to war with the port mafia, and arrest Kijiro Kajii and Junichiro Tanizaki when necessary."

"Yes."

……

Osamu Dazai hung up the phone and sighed: "The situation is not good."

"What?" Nakahara Chuya crossed his arms and looked at the few heroes who were trying to search the interior of the church, his face was not very good.

Although they successfully found this place, it was obvious that they came late, and it was obvious that this place had been abandoned, and Kuroki Yuuto had also been moved to another place.

Yuuto doesn't know what's going on...

Looking at the crystal coffin on the steps of the church, which clearly indicated some bad meaning, Zhong Yuan also clenched his fists tightly, his nails deeply embedded in the flesh, leaving crescent red marks.

"We don't have time to play cat-and-mouse with that person. We must solve it as soon as possible." Osamu Dazai didn't care about Nakahara Nakaya's mood swings at the moment, and walked straight up, sweeping his eyes over the statue of Jesus in the church and the crystal coffin below, his face Lu pondered, and said softly, "Where do you think they will choose as their base?"

"Huh?" Nakahara Chuya suppressed his uneasiness and anger, stood beside Dazai, and thought while pressing his forehead, "Remote place?"

"Yeah, most people would think so, just like this church in the suburbs, where there are no surveillance cameras."

Osamu Dazai stood behind the crystal coffin, facing the church pews below, his finger suddenly brushed the bottom of the crystal coffin, and felt some unevenness in his fingertips.

He fixed his eyes, still remained calm, and guessed the scale below through the touch.

A mouse

mouse.

"really."

The Kuroki Yuuto he knew was not the kind of existence willing to be slaughtered by mermaids.

Instead, he will be the biggest variable, the biggest shark in the sea.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback: "What?"

"Chuya, do you know where mice like to be brought?" Osamu Dazai smiled, "Not the suburbs, but the city, because the city has the most abundant food and the most complicated underground roads."

Got you, Fyodor.