"What? You don't know about the police department?" The flower house waved his hands, quite disapprovingly.
"Recently, there have been a lot of guys with suspected sleepwalking on the streets of Tokyo, but they are wandering around the street in a trance, and they can't answer anything when they ask them. When they suddenly wake up at some point, they will be surprised how they ran to Mo Ingenious places... something like that, sounds boring, doesn't it?"
"... Judging from your tone, there seem to be quite a few examples of this kind?" He Ma confirmed with a frown.
Although the "paid house" during this period gave him the benefit of convenience, it also brought him the problem of being separated from the front-line cases. For example, the "daydreamwalking" mentioned by Hanfang never reached his ears.
"More than ten times a day, is that too much or not?" the flower house shrugged and said. "Yesterday, a professor from the medical school came out to explain, saying that this is an autonomic nervous disorder caused by the alternation of seasons and busy life... Well, there is no special harm anyway, at most, the local police station will become busy. Alas, there is really nothing to dig out the breaking news."
"It's really hard work, if I have any news, I will tell you." He Ma nodded to the greenhouse, and made up his mind to go and have a look. For better or for worse,
So far, Hema has not encountered a situation where there are multiple entry holders at the same time. If "daydreamwalking" is the same thing as the "lost person" I met last time, then the matter may be quite serious.
"Then I'll leave it to you, big hero." Hanabang watched Kazuma pensively with interest, and then reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
**
Inquired from the greenhouse where sleepwalkers often appear, two of them are in the commercial streets of adjacent streets, so Hema finished his morning jog and turned around.
When he came to the commercial street, it was almost the morning rush hour. Japan's economic prosperity in the 1980s was at its peak, and the morning rush hour was probably the most crowded time of day on the streets of Tokyo.
In order to avoid unnecessary attention to the authentic behind the scenes, Hema chose a building terrace a little away from the flow of people to look at the street view below.
The crowds on the streets are as dense as crucian carp crossing the river. It is impossible to find sleepwalkers among them with the naked eye. Even if He Ma has the plug-in skill of looking directly at the entries, it is quite difficult to find the abnormal existence in the crowd at once.
"Hoo..."
Hema took a deep breath, centered on the crowded subway station, and concentrated on capturing the movements within a radius of several kilometers.
With a high level of concentration, a holographic map of the street in front of him slowly emerged in Kazuma’s consciousness—this is the entry skill he obtained when he sneaked into Hyuga’s company. A structural image similar to a holographic map is integrated in the mind.
When the surrounding environment is relatively simple, Hema can even distinguish the height, weight, clothing and armament of a single target from the holographic map, but the bustling crowds on the street in front of him obviously exceed his processing ability, so in the map in his brain, Hema can only It's just that you can see the flow of people in different directions.
He Ma adjusted his attention, and his senses of touch, such as eyes, ears, nose, etc., also focused in his direction. As a result, the map in the brain was constantly refreshed like radar waves, and new information was added every time it was refreshed.
Kazuma couldn't help being amazed by such a convenient function. Although his extraordinary five senses were the evolution after the hot spring village was infected with the legacy virus, the evolution to such a point in the end was far beyond his expectations.
The human body really contains extraordinary potential, or can the laws of this dimension allow warriors to cultivate to an even more unimaginable level? Kazuma subconsciously thought of the Suzuki Butler who was parachuted into a straight body, and the eternal boxing champion who beat a truck with his fists, and immediately felt at ease with his changes.
"Huh? That's..."
At this time, a strange spot of light suddenly appeared in the crowd of people coming and going in the consciousness. The spot of light showed a hazy color like a yellow light, which was in stark contrast to the violent crowd of people around.
Kazuma quickly turned his attention to the light spot, and his five senses also focused there. With the concentration of the five senses, as the surrounding crowd suddenly dimmed, the outline of the light spots became gradually clear instead.
The figure is about a young woman, wearing rather simple home clothes, and her lower abdomen is slightly protruding, she looks like she is several months pregnant. The young pregnant woman was wandering in the alley some distance away from the main road, her muddy steps showed that she was probably in a rather trance state.
Kazuma even "saw" that she collided with a passing passer-by, who scolded her a few words, but the pregnant woman continued to wander as she turned a deaf ear.
"That's it."
Kazuma was sure that it was the daydreamer that Hanaba Takashi was talking about, and also confirmed that there was an entry on her head that she had seen before.
The word "Lost" on the head of the child I met last time disappeared before I had time to investigate. This time, more clues should be found.
He Ma was about to approach, so he concentrated his consciousness to search for a shortcut to the location of the sleepwalking woman. Unexpectedly, this search found a problem-only "see" in the real-time map, the passerby who bumped into the pregnant woman did not leave, but Turn to the corner of the roadway and meet the van parked there.
I saw two people getting on and off the van. It seemed that after a little discussion, the three of them boarded the van again, and then the van approached the pregnant woman in front of her.
"Kidnapping? Tsk!"
He Ma almost intuitively concluded that the group was planning to plot something wrong, and immediately jumped out of the terrace by pressing the railing, hugging the electric pole erected three or four meters away in mid-air, using it as a buffer, and then jumped directly to the ground.
At this time, office workers rushing to and fro on the street almost stared dumbfounded at the god-man who suddenly fell from the sky in front of them, and unexpectedly there were some people who had known Kazuma before.
"Kiryu, Police Department Supplement? Are you..."
The patrolman who copied the illegal license plate on the street was none other than Kurosaki Nagahide who bumped into him when he was delivering the lost child last time. This guy is obviously a grassroots traffic policeman, but he bears the scary entry of "weapons expert", and his neat style also left a considerable impression on Kazuma.
But even Kurosaki Nagahide couldn't help staring at Kazuma who was like a divine soldier from heaven.
"Kurosaki-kun, you came just in time! There is a kidnapping case ahead, take me to stop that van."
Before he could explain, Kazuma pointed to the motorcycle and asked Kurosaki to drive him there. The group of kidnappers was at most ten steps away from the pregnant woman, and by the time he ran over, he might have grabbed her and ran away. He Ma Ke didn't want to repeat the road speed scene when he rescued Chiyoko. In this case, the Kurosaki motorcycle became the most reliable vehicle.
"Yeah? Is it going to happen?" Kurosaki was quite taken aback by the fact that Kazuma used the future tense instead of the present tense, but he quickly came to his senses and got on the motorcycle without asking any more questions. "Okay, the police department asked, is it in that direction?"
"That's right. Watch out for a white van, they are going to kidnap a pregnant woman." He Ma also stepped on the back seat of the motorcycle.
"Kidnapping pregnant women? These bastards!" Kurosaki, who seemed to have a sense of justice, spat at the words, then slammed down the accelerator and rushed out.
The heavy traffic in the downtown area of Tokyo has caused considerable obstacles to the motorcycle traffic. When Kurosaki drove the motorcycle to the entrance of the alley, the van in the distance just closed the door.
Through the gap in the car door and the horse, I saw the young pregnant woman being stuffed into the car, and there were also a few gangsters dressed in extreme clothes. At this time, the gangsters who succeeded in kidnapping also noticed the movement here, and turned their heads to see a patrol motorcycle approaching aggressively. The scared gangsters quickly turned around and ran into the alley.
"There is really a kidnapping case?" Seeing the guilty reactions of the gangsters, Kurosaki was convinced that Kazuma hadn't just talked about it before. While driving the motorcycle to keep up with the van, strong doubts welled up in my heart. "The police department, how did you notice it?"
"I saw it on the roof over there." Kazuma, who was staring at the van, replied casually.
"Did you see it? From that far away?" Kurosaki tilted his head slightly and glanced at the direction the two had come from before. His eyesight is definitely not bad, but it is almost impossible to find the original roof position from this distance, not to mention the crowded streets of Tokyo.
To be able to spot several perpetrators who are planning to commit crimes in the crowds at such a long distance, honestly, this is beyond the scope of experience or intuition, and has reached the realm of supernatural powers.
"Although the officer has heard many extraordinary rumors from the police department, but today, it really is extraordinary." Kurosaki exhaled in admiration.
"Tsk, most of those rumors were compiled by Fang Chun, the weekly magazine. If you really believe it, you will lose." He Ma shook his head.
To be honest, he was taken aback by the amazing performance of the entry skill today, and it seems that it can be used in many places in the future, but right now we should give priority to stopping the fleeing van: "Those guys don't seem to plan to stop How is it, do you want to call for reinforcements?" Kazuma asked Kurosaki.
"I don't think it should be used." Kurosaki seemed to have assessed the situation slightly, and shook his head. "Since I have seen the special skills of the police department, let Xiaoguan show off a little bit."
"Oh?" He Ma suddenly remembered Kurosaki's entry.
Kurosaki Nagahide, who plays the role of a grassroots traffic policeman, of course does not know that Kazuma has discovered the soul entry of his "weapon expert", and narrows his eyes slightly like a hunter, focusing on the fleeing van ahead.
At this time, the van just drove to a wider section of the roadway, and the front left was a section of green belt for pedestrians to rest. Kurosaki seized the opportunity to slam the accelerator to pass the van from the side, and when he swung the rear of the car towards the front of the van, he pressed the small button on the left handle.
In order to cope with various situations, police motorcycles usually have auxiliary equipment with large and small bags attached to the rear. I saw that the left cross bag of the motorcycle was opened when Kurosaki pressed the button, and many objects in the shape of triangular nails were spilled from the end
. After the triangular nails hit the ground, they bounced and scattered, and the van ran over it without any time to dodge. Kazuma caught a glimpse of several triangular nails going into the front wheels of the van, but the van continued on its way as if unaffected.