Oracle [Transmigration Book]

At 06:30, the sky is not yet full light, and the snack street has started to operate, and the hot breakfast smells in the cold morning of late autumn.Chu Mingyi and Tian Li sat down at an open-air steamed stuffed bun shop and ordered two baskets of steamed stuffed buns with two bowls of soy milk.

On Thursday, 06:30 is the time when office workers have not yet started to commute, but this remote snack street is full of people. They occupy the last table, and the customers who come later form a long queue beside it.

Most of the guests had gloomy faces. There were three people at the next table talking about the latest cost of chemotherapy, and at the next table was a young couple, talking sadly about how much money they had left this month. The rest of the waiting guests looked numb. , swiping the phone as usual.

Tian Li couldn't feel comfortable eating, and put down the bun after eating half of it.Chu Mingyi settled one in twos, knocked on the table, and said, "Take care of the food and don't want leftovers."

Tian Li let out an "oh", glanced at the tourists around him quietly, picked up the buns again, and ate them tastelessly.

After eating the buns, check the time at [-]:[-].

Chu Mingyi's phone rang.

He glanced at the screen. The caller had no notes, but a long list of phone numbers.He remembered the number, and it was Zhang Qi who called.

There were people coming and going around, Chu Ming answered the phone as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Chu, I have already arrived at the appointed place, and I don't seem to see you." The other side said, "We are talking about the cafe on Heping Street, right?"

Chu Mingyi, who was the opposite of him, blushed without blushing, and said: "There is something to delay, so wait."

Zhang Qi breathed a sigh of relief on the phone and said, "That's good. It's okay, I'll wait for you."

Chu Mingyi hung up the phone, stood up to pay the bill, and then stretched out an arm for Tian Li to hold him.

The two of them started to wander around the snack street like a normal young couple.The "offline transaction" they agreed was at 07:30 at a smoothie shop here. They passed by the door of the shop and saw that there was no one inside, and the owner was sitting at the bar and yawning boredly.

In this weather, not many people eat smoothies.

A voice rang from their earphones, breaking the tense atmosphere: "Everyone is talking, you are so silent, it makes me feel a lot of pressure."

It was Xu Xinxin who spoke, and after a while, Song Si's voice appeared on the channel: "It's a bit strange for me to sit here and talk to myself."

Tian Li whispered: "Brother Si Si, have you had breakfast yet?"

"I ordered coffee and sandwiches, and the taste is okay." Song Si said, "According to the plan, they are planning to start the parade at 07:30, and they want to block the entire street during the rush hour. There was a crowd gathering and the police were called out."

Xu Xinxin said: "esay, take it easy. My magnification shows that you haven't finished your sandwich yet. Is it because you have a bad appetite?"

Song Si laughed inside: "It's a little bit, I feel sick to my stomach."

Chu Mingyi listened to them talking, took out a cigarette, didn't light it, just bit it in his mouth.

He said, "Yiming, where is Zhang Qi now?"

Yu Yiming stared at nearly [-] surveillance images by himself, his gaze precisely fell on one of them, and said: "He is in the cafe on Heping Street, alone, very honest."

"Keep an eye on him," Chu Mingyi said.

"receive."

The previous topic was interrupted, the atmosphere became tense again, and the channel fell into silence again.

Chu Mingyi paused for a while, and then said: "I still have to eat breakfast, even if I have a bad appetite."

Song Si, who was looking at the street, was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled a little: "Got it."

After saying this, he ate the rest of the sandwich, ordered two creamy ice creams, and put on his sunglasses.

The sky is still gray, and when I wear sunglasses, the whole world is plunged into darkness.Song Si concentrated his attention, his eyes slowly swept across the whole street...

The gathered people turned into shadows on the black-and-white film, only the heart and brain were slightly bright, and they gathered in his retina to form the same fireflies, "flying" in the street under the filter of the sunglasses.

In the dim "fireflies", once a person with high energy waves appears, they will immediately be seen by Song Si like a torch in the dark.He changed to a more natural posture, put his left hand on the railing, half reclined in the chair, and calmly noted down the position of the supernatural being.

"Nine o'clock, under the billboard, black hat, energy concentrated in the limbs." Song Si said, "three o'clock, in front of the fountain, orange down jacket, energy concentrated in the brain. Only these two people have relatively strong abilities, the rest People have some energy, but it’s not enough.”

While speaking, more people gathered towards the gate of the court.

Affected by sunglasses and special vision, inanimate objects cannot be seen clearly. Song Si can only vaguely distinguish that almost all of them are holding banners and protest signs, rushing towards the gate of the court like converging light spots, and the noise It started to be noisy, and even the negative emotions that rushed over like a tide hit Song Si's heart.

His ears were ringing, the sandwich he had just eaten was churning in his stomach, and his eyes were so dry they were starting to water.

Song Si had to look away for a short while, and drank the remaining coffee in the cup.

This is the rest area on the second floor of the small library opposite the court. The rest area was also full of people. They heard the noise below, and they all stood up, lying on the guardrail and holding their mobile phones to take pictures.

Song Si was the only one sitting. He looked around and saw a strong blue light not far away.

That is Lin Ying.

He glanced at the top floor of the court again. Xu Xinxin hid it very well and did not reveal any location information.

With his companion by his side, it was like a booster that cheered up Song Si.He pretended to be an ordinary guest and started taking pictures with his mobile phone.

It was [-]:[-], the fastest dawn, and the sun had already climbed above the clouds, illuminating the crowd in the street.The crowd hadn't found a unified slogan yet, and each shouted their own protest slogans, all mixed together, turning into a pot of boiling porridge, which made Song Si's blood surge, and he had to close his eyes and take a deep breath every few minutes, trying to restrain himself Don't spit it out.

As the working hours approached, the traffic flow also began to increase. They were all blocked at the other end of the street and could not move forward. Some car owners got out of their cars and ran over to join in the fun.The police began to maintain order, and the crowd slowly began to shout the same slogan: "Give me back my life-saving medicine! Give me back my life-saving medicine!..."

The crowd is too dense, and the frequency of bright colors becomes higher.

Three, four, five...nine, ten...

Song Si was engrossed, whispering to Yu Yiming the location of the supernatural being, and at the same time directly circled the relevant personnel in the mobile phone video.

"What about the strength of the ability?" Yu Yiming asked.

"It's not tall, it's in a state of incomplete development, and it's obviously an acquired mutation," Song Si said, "It's strange, I haven't seen anyone with strong abilities. If they want to control all the mutant patients on the scene, where will they hide... ..."

"I think it should be at a high place," Yu Yiming said, "Xinxin, take a look."

The overly strong negative emotions made Song Si dull. He forced himself to concentrate, and warm liquid slowly flowed out of his nasal cavity.

He stretched out his hand indifferently, and suddenly, a voice came from behind:

"Sir, you have a nosebleed."

Song Si turned his head abruptly, and a dazzling yellow wave of light was reflected in the special vision that had not been closed.

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