The lover that gravity makes is wrong

When the call between the two parties ended and the red-haired girl's face disappeared from the TV screen, Yusaku Kudo immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the private number of the chief of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

The first rule of survival in the modern city: in case of indecision, call the police

It's just that the behavior of calling the police is put here. For some reason, there is an indescribable black humor.

Kudo Shinichi didn't hear what his father said to the person on the other end of the phone.

In fact, the overloaded amount of information kept the black-haired boy's brain in a wonderfully empty and disconnected state.

When he finally came back to his senses, Xiaoxin realized that the clothes on his back had been soaked in cold sweat.

It was coldly attached to his back, and when the air conditioner blew, he shivered uncontrollably, causing goose bumps all over his body.

On the TV, the countdown to the test launch of the aircraft carrier 'Tian Shang' has entered.

The passionate voice of the live reporter echoed in the silent basement study.

Only this time, Kudo Shinichi looked at the fighter jets lined up in the screen waiting for the take-off order, but he couldn't help laughing.

Because even a primary school student like him clearly knows that even if the group of officials on the TV really heard the message from the red-haired ghost messenger, they would never stop the take-off and landing training of the aircraft carrier——

Rather than bear the blame of embarrassing in front of the people of the whole country, they are more willing to believe that the members of the terrorist organization mixed in the "Tian Shang" is just a folk joke, and they choose to ignore it.

Yusaku Kudo hung up the phone and walked to his son.

"...Dad, what should we do now?"

Kudo Shinichi looked up at his father, showing a rare expression of helplessness

Kudo Yusaku said in a calm tone: "Make as many calls as you can, ask your mother to go home immediately, and then—"

"Then?"

"Then, just sit at home, turn off the ventilation, and wait," Yusaku Kudo said.

"police--"

The black-haired boy opened his mouth and swallowed hard,

"I mean, TV Tokyo, the mayor... In short, these big figures, when are you going to issue an emergency air defense warning?"

Shinichi's question made Yusaku Kudo silent for a long time.

In the end, the black-haired novelist just stretched out his hand, patted his youngest son's shoulder with his big palm, and said,

"Shinichi, there are 1200 million people in Tokyo."

Yusaku Kudo stopped at this point and did not continue.

But Shinichi Kudo miraculously understood what his father meant.

Tokyo has a population of 1200 million.

Therefore, they are more afraid of the panic, stampede, and a series of serial accidents that will be caused by the rash announcement of the alarm than the biological and chemical agents whose news is unknown and will fall from the sky.

But at least the Metropolitan Police Department should have taken action.

Yusaku Kudo thought with a wry smile.

In fact, Kudo Yusaku was right.

No. 30 seconds after he dialed the chief of the Metropolitan Police Department, all 102 police stations in the Tokyo area, including the Mihua Police Station, received calls from the higher-ups at the same time.

After each police department put down the receiver, similar dignified expressions appeared on their faces.

As a result, a 'wind' suddenly blew up in Tokyo.

It's like a drop of abnormal ink mixed into the sea. Although there is no ripple, the change has already started quietly.

The doors and windows of the classrooms were closed by the teachers of the cram school.

Under the pretext of 'fire drill', subway stations and large shopping malls suddenly closed ventilation facilities and emergency exits everywhere.

Banks were closed, amusement parks were announced to be closed, and citizens who stayed outside were persuaded by the police to go home.

Even though it was a weekend holiday, many people were surprised to find that the streets were suddenly much quieter.

Compared with the abnormally deserted outside world, the number of visitors on major social platforms is dozens of times higher than usual.

【"What's going on? I was shopping around and was suddenly ordered to go home by the police."】

【"The same to you?"】

【"I'm exaggerating, even the shopping street is closed, what about fire drills, and now I'm still trapped in the supermarket."】

【"The supermarket is already very good bro, I'm still a Ferris wheel! Suddenly something went wrong and I got stuck in mid-air, I want to go to the toilet!"】

【"So what happened? It can't be a war, right?"】

A netizen casually made a joke.

Didn't arrive first, the next moment, a highlighted reply suddenly appeared out of thin air——

【"Maybe, something more terrible than war is about to happen."】

At the bottom of this message, there is also a simple road map.

Someone counted the neighborhoods where 'fire drills' and 'facility failures' occurred, and marked them on the map one by one.

When these places were connected into a line, someone soon discovered that this road map was exactly the same as the flight trajectory of the airship above their heads!

【"...Hahahaha, it can't be that the airship is broken, it's about to fall."】

【"It's better to fall—didn't you find it? Whether it's a shopping mall or an amusement park, we are all required to stay in a confined space, with doors and windows closed, and even the air conditioner cannot be turned on... Doesn't this remind you of anything?"】

【"Hey! The more you talk upstairs, the more outrageous it is! Why don't you just say that there is biochemical poisonous gas on the airship, and it will be leaked soon?!"]

【"Hehe, who knows."】

At first, people who saw this message didn't take it seriously, it was just another eye-catching conspiracy theory.

After they pulled the page to the bottom and refreshed the page, they found that the message and the crude road map had disappeared.

Even the spokesperson was blocked, and after another search, it was directly 'no such user found'.

The huge SNS suddenly fell silent for a second like a collective loss of voice.

In the next moment, countless messages gushed out, swiping the screen like crazy!

【"Fuck! Fuck! Did you see it? Just now—"】

【"So...that one is true? Is it on that airship?"】

【"...Well, let me tell you something, don't be afraid."】

【"I suddenly remembered that my cousin at home seemed to have mentioned a few days ago that a batch of viruses were lost in their laboratory, which would cause death after inhalation, but the amount was not large, so they did not make it public. You said Will you, "]

This message came to an abrupt end here.

Refresh again, the same thing disappears, and the user finds no such person.

【“…”】

【“…”】

This time, the entire SNS fell into a more terrifying silence than before.

It seemed as if a century had passed before a message popped up tremblingly and caught everyone's eyes.

【"I, I hid in the basement, goodbye everyone."】

……

…………

"Hey, nonsense, scare yourself."

Some citizens laughed disdainfully, got up and poured water for themselves.

But when he walked to the window and looked at the branches shaken by the wind outside, he suddenly shivered, and when he came back to his senses, he had already closed the window and buckled the lock.

"I, I'm just in case, yes, just in case."

The citizen babbled, and after standing quietly in the kitchen for a while, he suddenly turned around and rushed to the living room.

With a few snaps, he closed all the open floor-to-ceiling doors and windows, and then hid in the basement with food and a computer in his arms.

It is no coincidence.

Similar scenes played out across Tokyo.

The people who were going to go out retreated to the apartment, and the young man who was still arguing with the patrolman on the street ran back home silently.

The students who were blowing on the air conditioner glanced at each other, got up and unplugged the power.

Just in case.

That's right, just in case.

Countless citizens in Tokyo whispered in their hearts, but their faces finally showed a bit of tension and caution.

*****

At the same time, in the airship

"Nice job, little A!"

The third son patted the shoulder and forehead of the intelligent AI subordinate approvingly, it was the mobile phone keyboard.

Sure enough, in terms of controlling public opinion in the online world, no one can compare to the aborigines in the virtual data world.

【"But Mr. Sanzi, will this really allow the citizens of Tokyo to cooperate in evacuation?"】Little A is very skeptical about this.

After all, in the final analysis, he just released some pretentious information, and then directed and acted on his own, played several roles, and accounted for "suicide".

Even the most important evidence has not been released. From a logical deduction point of view, will anyone really believe it?

"Little A, at this time, we don't need citizens to 'believe it', we just need to make them doubt."

The red-haired ghost girl smiled with her chin propped up.

In front of her, there are several light screens projected by artificial intelligence, one of which is showing the real-time distribution of the people in Tokyo on the ground.

Humans are amazing creatures, especially in the online world.

The more conclusive the evidence, the easier it is for them to be skeptical when the official explains the answer in detail.

On the contrary, the information that is strictly forbidden to be circulated and prohibited is more likely to attract their interest and attention, and then with their magical talent, they can perfect a logical chain of self-persuasion.

"Well, no matter what, it's a matter of life. As long as there are enough people who hold the idea of ​​'I'd rather believe it', it will always have an effect."

The third son slapped his hands in the middle, making a crisp applause,

"In short, talk is better than nothing. I hope this can speed up the evacuation of Mr. Kudo and the police."

"You think about it a lot."

A voice came from outside the hall.

The third son turned his head according to the sound, and saw the red-haired mafia walking towards him on the carpet while putting on clean black gloves.

The corners of his clothes were as clean as new, only a little blood was accidentally stained on the edge of his leather shoes.

It seems that the remnants of the airship have all been dealt with.

"Oh! Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Chuya!"

The third son leaned on the armrest of the sofa, raised his face and said with a smile to the approaching mafia.

Hard work is not enough, just some miscellaneous soldiers.

but--

Nakahara Zhongya stood beside the sofa, and when he looked down, he was able to see the fragile throat and the curve of the neck when the girl raised her head.

The slender snow-white color reminds people of the beauty of a swan stretching its neck.

With just one hand, it can be completely clamped.

The ocher-haired mafia stared at it for a few seconds, until the third son couldn't help but speak in doubt,

"Teacher Zhongye?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also seemed to have just come back to his senses.

He stretched out his hand, curled his black-gloved fingers, and pinched Sanzi's chin casually.

The lowered eyes fell on the third son's face, which inexplicably made one's heart tense. He unconsciously thought of a large carnivore stalking its prey, and wondered where to start.

"But third son, the interests of using the mafia at will are very high."

"Eh? Interest?"

Unexpectedly, Zhong Yuanzhong would suddenly mention this. The third son was stunned for a second, then showed a big smile without thinking, and agreed,

"No problem, Teacher Zhongye can make any request!"

There is nothing in this world that ghosts can't do, uh, breaking Huang Quan's rules is not acceptable.

They can't bully Eggplant, well, and...

The red-haired girl wrung her fingers and seriously thought about the restrictions.

Seeing this, Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't stop him, but just touched Sanzi's cheek with the back of his hand, a meaningful smile appeared in his cobalt blue eyes,

"It's okay, it's all very simple things, and it's easy to do."

It was obviously an understatement, but the normal tone made the alarm bell of Xiao A who took over the airship's main control system ring loudly.

【"Cough cough cough! Third son, you should think about it and compare..."】

Before the intelligent AI could finish its "remonstration" under pressure, the sound of the propeller of the helicopter came from afar, and two large European EH-101 helicopters appeared on Little A's compass.

The third son and Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at each other, and looked out of the airship window with smiles.

Here comes the Metropolitan Police Department's air rescue plane.

****

They had come to pick up the fifty passengers on the airship.

Considering that there may be casualties, in addition to the two pilots and 10 heavily armed policemen, the Metropolitan Police Department also equipped one of the planes with a simple medical team. Mori Kogoro was also on the plane.

They came as investigators.

There are too many doubts about the whole incident. Even with Yusaku Kudo's credit guarantee, it is impossible for the police to believe them all.

Not to mention, there is a high possibility that terrorist organizations are hidden on the airship.

When the airship was being guided gradually, Mu Mu Shisan, who was in charge of the command, gestured to the rest of the people on board, signaling to follow the plan for a while.

First of all, all the people on the airship must be controlled immediately and brought back to the police station.

There are also biological and chemical agents, if it is true, they must find a way to bring the airship to an area far away from the crowd...

The police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department felt that their plan was foolproof, but when they actually walked alongside the airship, they were still on the spot in a daze.

The hatch of the airship was opened from the inside without warning.

An unarmed young girl stood by the hatch, waving at them for them to approach.

The high-altitude wind blew her scattered bangs, revealing the girl's delicate features and emerald green pupils.

"Girl, girl?!"

Mu Mu Shisan opened his eyes wide in astonishment, "This... is it a hostage?"

"No, that's hard to say."

Mori Kogoro spoke solemnly, pointing to the back of the red-haired girl,

"The hostages will not let the group of passengers stand obediently in a row, with a heroic expression on their faces."

There are even cloth strips tied around everyone's wrists, which are long and connected together, like grasshoppers on a real rope.

Once one of them is pushed out of the hatch, the rest will too...! !

Mu Mu Shisan's eyes sank, and he immediately raised his hand and ordered: "Sniper!"

The hatch of the gunship opened instantly, and dozens of guns were raised, aiming at the red-haired girl.

However, before the police could speak, the red-haired girl who was pointed at by the gun seemed to be looking at the inside of the helicopter, showing a 'barely enough' expression.

What happened next was a nightmare experience for all the policemen present.

The red-haired girl gave them a thumbs up abruptly, with an overly hearty smile on her face, and said in a relaxed tone,

"The time is coming, anyway, catch it well, Uncle Policeman!"

The armed police officers with guns were stunned for a moment, their first reaction was, this prisoner is quite polite?

Before they could think about it, the second doubt popped up from the top of their heads.

No, what catch?

The armed policemen frowned, and were about to ask the officer for instructions. The next moment, the collective face suddenly changed!

"Wait a minute! Stop! What are you doing, little girl!!"

"Hey~"

The red-haired girl smiled brightly at the police officers, without giving them any time to react, she directly grabbed the waist of a woman behind her with both hands, and lifted her up easily in one fell swoop—

Then, like a hydrangea, he threw a bunch of people across the air.

Yes, that's right.

That is, from the air, throw it over.

……

…………

At a height of [-] feet above the ground, the air condensed for a full two seconds.

The next moment, there were panicked roars everywhere.

"Ahhh! Stop it!"

"Pilot! Left! No, right!!!"

The 10 rough men in their thirties turned pale with fright on the spot, hurriedly dropped the sniper rifles in their hands, and stretched out their hands to meet a group of people flying towards them!

It's really a string!

The fifty passengers were divided into two groups, exactly two helicopters, one on each side.

Like candied haws, it flew straight towards the armed police.

High in the sky, the parents on the first floor who were doing parabolic movements had already emptied their eyes, showing the downtime expression of becoming a Buddha immediately.

On the opposite side, the policemen in the helicopter were anxious to jump and curse, but they had no choice but to take the hostages first!

"I'll fuck him...&%￥*!!!"

Mori Kogoro stretched out his arms with a livid face, and a string of fresh Japanese came out of his mouth.

This is the gravity of more than 20 people colliding!

Originally, the police officers of the helicopter were already prepared for the crash of the helicopter, but they were taken aback by the weight of the helicopter, showing unexpected expressions.

so light...

As if being pulled out of gravity, the police easily caught dozens of passengers who were thrown head-on and put them down safely.

This is……

Hostage rescue successful?

The armed policemen looked at each other in bewilderment, still not recovering from the shock just now.

On the contrary, Mu Mu Shisan, who was the officer, was the first to react, holding his hat with one hand, holding the doorknob of the cabin, and shouting loudly at the third son,

"Hey——! Little girl, what is this——!"

On the opposite side, the third son standing in the strong wind bent his eyes at Mu Mu Shisan with a smile.

She waved her hand, as if she wanted to say something, but at the next moment, the smile on her face changed slightly.

The girl turned her head condensedly and looked towards the south.

--"coming."

Mu Mu Shisan saw the red-haired girl lightly part her lips and make a mouth shape.

What 'coming'?

Mu Mu Thirteen turned around suspiciously.

【】【】——!

There was a sonic boom that seemed to tear through the air.

The silver-gray streamlined silhouette flew over their heads in a flash, causing a violent storm. The armed police who had just got up fell back into the cabin without even reacting.

The two helicopters shook violently, and after a few large shakes, they managed to stabilize the fuselage.

Mu Mu Shisan lay on the side of the cabin door and looked up. After seeing the silhouette clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank!

Is that...a fighter jet? !

etc!Why are there fighter jets in the sky above downtown Tokyo! !

At this moment, the police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

However, what is even more frightening is that this fighter plane obviously did not accidentally get lost and passed by here.

It's coming for the airship 'Noah'!

Under the horrifying gaze of everyone, the silver-gray fighter jet circled twice at high altitude, and suddenly, a white light flashed on the wing loaded with ammunition, and the machine gun aimed at the power airbag of the Noah, and opened fire brazenly!

!!!

"Cheat, cheat, right?"

This is a war? !fire?

Is the pilot of this fighter plane crazy!

……wrong!The power capsule of that airship is filled with biological and chemical agents, once it is hit here it will explode...!

Cold sweat rolled down from Mu Mu Shisan's forehead like rain, he almost twisted his face and yelled at the airship,

"—Get out of the way!!"

But how could it be possible to avoid it?

How can an airship with a top speed of 115 kilometers per hour be able to escape the machine guns of fighter jets? !

it's over...

The armed police watched the bullets and cannons shoot towards the airship, and they almost saw the tragedy of Tokyo's wailing and sinking.

——"If you can't dodge it, just let it miss you."

The girl's whisper was carried by the wind to the ears of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Mu Mu Thirteen suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The next moment, he saw the figure of the red-haired girl standing by the door of the airship flash, and in an instant, she blocked the approaching machine gun!

It was only a few meters away from hitting the shell!

She stretched out her hand and grasped it vigorously with five fingers, golden ripples swayed in the air.

The red-haired girl tightened her fingers, and pulled out a sharp black mace from the void.

Then, like swinging a baseball, he swung hard at the cannonball——!

"Eat me—all, base, hit, lah——!!"

【】【】!

There was a loud noise that seemed to be piercing the eardrums, and the blatant cannons were actually sent flying just like that, collided together, and exploded in the clouds.

Mu Mu Thirteen: "..."

Maori Kogoro:"……"

The armed policemen of the Metropolitan Police Department: "..."

Are they dreaming?

Or did he accidentally enter the filming theater of Super O Hero?

For a moment, everyone looked a little dazed.

A police uncle even smirked out loud,

"Ha, haha, Chief Meguro, it's so bright in front of you, did the shell deviate from the direction and fly towards us?"

"Hahaha, really, it's really toward us—huh?!!!"

In an instant, Mu Mu Thirteen's canthus was about to split open, his eyes were so round that they almost popped out of their sockets,

"What are you doing in a daze!! Hide——!!!"

Hide, can't hide, sir!

We're just ordinary helicopter pilots, we don't know how to hit home runs with superpowers!

The pilot collapsed into tears.

Mu Mu Thirteen: "..."

Ah, it's over, it's really dead now.

Chief Mu Mu's expression was blank, and the revolving lantern of life passed before his eyes.

Just when he had already figured out what posture to take to meet God, a burst of kicking footsteps sounded above their heads.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time—!"

A figure sprints across the top of the helicopter.

The next moment, he appeared in the path of the machine gun with an extremely familiar speed, but he didn't have a mace, but raised his leg high, with a sharp whip leg, facing the oncoming shells straight sweep away—

boom--!

The hot wind from the explosion raised a torrent, blowing away the boy's ochre-haired hair and the hem of his windbreaker.

There was a mask on his face, but it gave people a sense of familiarity inexplicably.

An armed policeman stared blankly at the boy's back, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a name blurted out,

"Empty, air splits——PortMaria Lina-chan!!"

Mu Mu Shisan slipped on the soles of his feet and almost lost his footing: "Huh? What a mess!"

At the same time, in the cockpit of the airship

The third son brought Zhong Yuan Zhongya back to the cabin in an instant, and the red-haired girl pulled away from the pilot's seat and took over the control authority of the airship from the intelligent AI.

Zhong Yuan also sat down on the co-pilot's seat, and rested his right hand on the main console tacitly.

A red light of supernatural ability lit up under his palm, and spread rapidly, enveloping the entire airship.

The third son raised his eyes, looked through the window of the cockpit, and landed on the hovering fighter jet, with a piercing smile of declaring war in his eyes,

"Want to sink us?"

"Then let's try it."

Will you be the first to succeed, or we will reach your 'home' first.

"Little A, confirm the coordinates."

“北纬30°44'20，东经130°51'12，目标：马毛岛航空母舰‘天上号’，出发——！”

……

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over tokyo

The policemen in the Metropolitan Police Department stared blankly at the airship, the shadow flying away amidst the sound of the sonic boom, speechless for a long time.

It wasn't until a stunned passenger sat up from the ground covering his head that Mu Mu Shisan suddenly came back to his senses, and opened his mouth as if waking up from a dream,

"Brother Maori."

"……what."

"Tell me, is there a possibility that the airship was actually changed by the Flash."

Otherwise, how could it be possible to fly a fighter jet?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

"..."

Kogoro Mori lit a cigarette tremblingly, took a long drag,

"Officer Mugure, when we get back to the ground, let's go to the ophthalmologist together."

By the way, a psychiatrist may be added.