The traveler had his head down and was looking at his phone, as if he couldn't see the odd arm. Not long after, the two took a cab and headed straight to the high-speed rail station. A few moments later, Ohori also came to his side. Sagen Takei looked in that direction for a while, but could not find the figure of the old woman that matched the description Ohori had given him. Description of the class: A "first class" that can enter any creature's dream and dominate the nightmare depending on its mental strength, with more than 50 flashbacks. The woman noticed that he really didn't seem like a bad guy and nodded, "Come on in, what do you want to see?" Ohori thought for a moment, "Meat flavor? And the wonton skin is sticky, but it doesn't seem like the skin has much flavor." She was afraid that she was wrong, trying to open her eyes wide and leaning forward, after a few moments of observation, she found that the old woman was indeed looking at herself obliquely, the direction and

Sagen Takei immediately held the can in his left hand, made a fist with his right hand, and smashed it on the left cheek of the old woman. This slightly obese five fingers, that black nails grow quickly, pierced Sagen Takei's pajamas, then was stopped by the protective film of black tendons just covered, making the sound of sharp knives scraping on thick cowhide. The pain in the shoulder, the teeth dripping with mucus in front of him gradually enlarged, Sagen Takei knew that his strength was still a bit short of this old woman, and even the black tendon protective film could only resist in the first few seconds, indicating that the other party's strength was still higher than his own. Ohori, on the other hand, sat on the bed and stuffed another candy into her mouth, and finding that she could still feel the sweetness, she silently spit it out again and rewrapped it in candy paper. Taking this time, Sagen Takei is also ready to run through the recent encounters in his head. Sagen T

After about half an hour, some people were still reading the newspaper, others were leaving their little white beds and walking around the room, while others were sitting and staring. Wakayoshi Washichi put his mind at ease for the time being by increasing the number of staff in the forensic office. Only this one is more real, because this time it was not seen in a video, but right under his nose. Hirata Harunobu's lips were shivering and she kept pressing the button to call the elevator. Ding! With these words, Wakayoshi Washichi looked around the corridor and was very careful, checking each door of the confinement room to see if it was loose or had been opened. Sagen Takei fell into silence and did not speak. Sagen Takei stared at Wakasugi Shirai, who was lying behind the door of the confinement room, and who had been lying in this position since the incident in the next room, listening to the movement, and was apparently talking to Wakayoshi Washichi, who could be seen grinni

The rain started to get heavier and heavier, and it felt like it only stopped for a while when Sagen Takei went to pick up Ohori from school, but the rest of the day was cloudy and rainy. In a short time, just as the black tendons in this palm were almost finished breaking, Sagen Takei's palm stopped swelling and began to swell. After closing the door to Ohori's astonished gaze, Sagen Takei heard the sound of the door unlocking before leaving. Wakasugi Shirai was silent at first, then repeated the terms of the deal he had made to Sagen Takei during the day. Sagen Takei could see himself in the mirror earning his keep standing in front of the shelf, but the place was empty except for himself. Wakasugi Shirai has been lying on a white sheeted crib since he ended the call with Sagen Takei, always in bed except for peeing. A few moments later, the right hand's black tendon protective film began to be swollen palm broken, but did not make a sound, just saw the twig-like black tendon b

Ohori couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker when he said this. She never thought that the "advisor" would want to capture the face of the wall directly, she wonders why, but of course, she knew that even if she asked, the "advisor" would not tell her. Sagen Takei let out a long breath, as if he had exhaled all the air that had accumulated during the time he had not been able to find Jo Iyona. In general, however, Ohori was not opposed to or resistant to having her uncle take care of her. When he opened the door, he saw Sec sitting on the couch in the living room, a scattered and untidy puzzle placed in front of him above the coffee table, and he was concentrating on the puzzle. "Then I'll take out his puzzle first." Ohori didn't notice Sagen Takei's expression and nodded his head. Jo Iyona? Sagen Takei mused, "I'd like to try it, I'm in the hotel across the street right now and won't be back for the night, so your uncle can stay with you. Then tomorrow we'll see if he wa