Three o'clock in the middle of the night.
At this time, the Tokyo headquarters of the special class was brightly lit, and there was the sound of cars stopping.
Soon, dozens of people appeared at the deserted door.
After Amano got out of the car, he tightened his clothes. Several bodyguards tried to follow him, but were stopped by him.
Compared to other people who got out of the car with a tired face, Amano can be said to be full of energy.
After all, young and full of energy.
"Hyuga-sama." Amano saw the person getting off the bus next to him, and hurried up to meet him.
Hinata is the oldest person in the think tank and has been in the think tank for more than 20 years.
Although the older the person, the slower the reaction, the more lax thinking. It can be seen that there are many weirdnesses, and a wealth of experience has been accumulated. Many times, they can put forward piercing opinions.
"Zao-Jun." Hyuga smiled. He was getting older, and when he was called in the middle of the night, he seemed to be out of spirits.
People from other think tanks met and greeted each other.
Soon, twelve people came to the conference room.
As soon as they entered, everyone frowned subconsciously.
Clean and spacious meeting room, filled with smoke.
"It's all here."
Kimura Kangping, who was sitting in the first place, was holding a slender pipe and saw everyone's faces. He stood up tremblingly, opened the window next to him, and let the smoke dissipate.
"Senior!"
Everyone said hello, and they all froze when they saw this.
In particular, Hyuga has a solemn expression on her face.
Because Section Chief Kimura quit smoking ten years ago, he hasn't seen him pick up a pipe for ten years.
But now is not the time to ask.
When the twelve people took their seats, a group of uniformed medical staff came in outside the door.
One by one, holding blood-drawing instruments, they looked cautious. The twelve members of the think tank skillfully rolled up their sleeves.
Amano saw that Hinata also rolled up his sleeves, and he said directly, "Sir Hinata, don't smoke, smoke me."
Others who were about to speak fell silent when they heard this.
Hearing this, Hyuga paused and did not refuse. He smiled and said, "Then thank you so much."
The lives of the twelve members of the think tank are linked together, and the blood in the body is also assimilated.
Pour their blood into twelve different cups, and it would only detect that it was the same person.
If one person dies, the other eleven will also die instantly. Therefore, Hyuga's physical problems have also been the concern of the other eleven people.
After all, he is the oldest, and Hyuga knows that, so he never refuses everyone's kindness.
When 2400cc of blood was drawn from eleven people, an assistant entered the conference room with a dark red laptop.
The assistant puts the computer on the table and opens the lid. It can be clearly seen that what replaces the power-on button is a dark hole, which leads to nowhere.
The assistant lifted the cup full of blood and slowly poured it into the hole.
When the 2400CC blood was poured, the dark red laptop was automatically turned on.
Seeing this, the assistant placed the computer and lowered his head slightly, "Senior, turn it on."
Kimura Kangping nodded, and the assistant walked out respectfully and closed the door of the conference room.
Kimura Kangping put down the pipe in his hand, and he controlled the computer.
After the computer is turned on, the interface is pitch black.
There is only one hard disk glowing dimly on the computer desktop.
The name is...
memory hard drive.
Open the hard drive, there are many folders inside.
He clicked on one of the folders, and there were twelve folders with names and twelve 'complete memory files' prefixed with names.
He dragged these 'complete memory files' into their respective named folders.
After the twelve files were dragged and dropped, Kimura Yasun looked up at the twelve think tank.
After about a minute, everyone opened their eyes.
Originally, I didn't know why the class leader called them to come to the special class at 3:00 in the middle of the night, so they were all confused.
Now his eyes are clear, and when he thinks of the expression on the head of Kimura just now, everyone has a solemn meaning.
Especially Sono Amano, as a young man, he is active in thinking and reacts quickly.
"Senior, is there an accident with 'God'?"
This question makes everyone look at Kimura Kangping.
"right."
Kimura Kangping sighed slightly, and he explained what had just happened.
Originally thought that 'God' had killed the hell girl.
As a result, when he left the mountain and was about to go back, he got the news.
Hell communication this site, you can continue to browse.
Not only that, but Hell Communication, which was originally only accessible in Tokyo, can now be viewed all over Japan.
In some areas, there have been cases of sudden death.
This made him, who has always been calm and peaceful, couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart. Even pick up a pipe and smoke a cigarette that has been quit for ten years.
'God' killed the hell girl and became stronger. But Hell Girl didn't die, and the killing area has expanded to all of Japan
Or is it that his actions angered Hell Girl
Yes, in Kimura Kangping's view, it may be that he angered Hell Girl. This allowed Hell Girl to cover all of Japan with the killing rules.
certainly…
There is also another possibility.
"Hell girl has two rules?" After hearing this, Hinata's eyes narrowed, "After she comes back from the dead, will her killing rules cover a wider area?"
"Then it's too incomprehensible, isn't it?"
"Maybe it's not without solutions. In fact, it can crack the law of Hell Girl, but we know too little information."
"It may just be the pure revenge of the hell girl, don't forget that the other party has emotional thinking."
"According to what the class leader said, the girl in hell should have seen God and died once." Amano Sou rationalized his thoughts, and he seemed to have grasped the key, "But God has a rule, that is, imagining will die."
"Since the girl from hell saw God and died. This means that girl from hell can't resist God, so how can she continue to live?"
Hearing this, everyone calmed down and thought for a while, and felt that it was very reasonable.
Why do people in the think tank make a copy of the memory on the hard drive every time they leave the conference room, and then delete it.
It is because 'God' has a rule that imagining is death.
God has an image, but it is limited to the sacred mountain.
So everyone doesn't know what image God exists in the world. All they know is that these rules are summed up by countless seniors with their lives.
If they knew God's killing rule, they couldn't stop thinking about it. The thinking on the bright side may be restrained, but the subconscious mind cannot restrain it.
Even if you haven't seen the image of God, you just need to make up your mind. Then in the moment you imagine it, you will die.
Not to mention that the girl from hell has seen God directly.
Even if the other party is resurrected, as long as the image of God appears in the mind of the hell girl with thinking and emotion, she will die immediately.
Even a few decades ago, before his death, a supervisor made it clear that he didn't want to imagine, but he couldn't restrain it.
This is the horror of imagining death, the rule.
This is also the reason why their think tank wants to delete the memory, so that they don't have any information about 'God' in their memory, so as to avoid trying to make up the image of 'God'.
Of course, there is also a precondition for imagining death.
That is, you must clearly know that there is a strange existence of 'God' in this world.
"You mean, maybe there are other weird minds that helped Hellgirl?"
Although Hinata was old, he had a wealth of knowledge and a keen sense of smell, and quickly understood what Amano meant.
Amano nodded, and then everyone fell silent.
This is a bold guess, but it is also the most realistic and... the most terrifying.
Weird unite, help each other, and is there a future for humanity
"Using 'God' to kill the hell girl again, so that her killing area will continue to expand."
At this time, a middle-aged man who was sitting at the end, who was often silent, spoke up.
His eyes flickered due to the light in the room.