Psychological offense and clever use of one's own advantages, as well as his superb acting skills.

All of these are combined to form a perfect killing game.

Perhaps it is necessary for such a fascinating and incompetent person to kill more than one plural enemies.

"Is this face a plain body?"

The cloth bun returned to the shabby desk next to the side, opened the drawer, took out the lighter expressionlessly, and placed the document titled "Mass Production Capabilities" plan.

Burning!

Mikoto Misaka is still immersed in the word "simple body".

When she came to her senses, the important document was completely burning and the fire spread throughout the room.

The communication between the two people is less than three sentences.

If she was let go like this, it would not be in line with Mikoto Misaka's original intention to come here.

"What is a physical body, and what exactly are you spreading those savings cards?"

Bu Shu glanced at Misaka Mikoto deeply. She sorted out her schoolbag on her own, "What I did seems to be kept confidential, and..."

Bang!

A black shadow fell from the sky and hit Mikoto Misaka's head.

In pain, Mikoto Misaka hugged her head with her hands and shouted at Fu Shu angrily, "What are you doing!"

"You are from the junior high school, right? I am a senior in the third year of high school. You should speak to me with respect!"

"I……"

Bu Shu turned around silently and kicked Mikoto Misaka's side again. He was hit hard on his waist. The pain made Mikoto Misaka unable to speak.

After holding on for a while, she finally recovered a little, "You...you know something, can you tell me?"

Bu Shu walked to the door, raised his head and turned to look at Misaka Mikoto, saying inexplicable words.

"What can you do with your strength? You can't even save them."

Following the bush's eyes, Misaka Mikoto remembered that there were four bad things in the room, and they all just fainted.

But if they don't care, the fire will grow bigger and they will definitely die here.

If she didn't save her, Mikoto Misaka would feel 100% guilty. She was such a girl full of "justice".

When she was in the fire and pulled the bad guys to a safe area, the bundle had long disappeared.

The guards also received calls from enthusiastic people to come to put out the fire.

In the dark alley, the horizon was completely dark, and Mikoto Misaka, who had just come out of the fire, could only choose places with few people.

Her current embarrassing posture is too easy to be pointed at when walking on the street.

I found a hotel and only returned to the street after taking a shower.

It is a luxurious double room.

She is rich and willful. She has long been a LV5. Not to mention a huge wealthy woman, she is also a real rich woman.

telephone booth.

The telephone booths in the college city are all connected to the database.

The ability of electric shock is not omnipotent, but it can also perform simple hacking operations to a certain extent.

"That's the school uniform for going to the computer school."

The security level of the telephone booth is D, and the security level of the teacher's computer is B.

Just need to break through these two protections and she can get Bu Shu Dixin’s personal information.

After plugging the portable computer interface, a faint current suddenly popped up from Mikoto Misaka, and she began to invade.

None of this was discovered, and there were few pedestrians on the road.

Soon, she broke through the defense and began to search on the student list.

Mikoto Misaka quickly looked through the list of senior high school students, and said it was really thanks to her self-introduction.

Otherwise, her workload would have to be increased several times at least.

The pupils moved quickly with the swinging screen, "Finished!"

"Bu Shu Dixin, 17 years old..."

The information is very complete, recording the experience of the Bubble, and his outstanding talent.

Mikoto Misaka looked through the information about the cloth bundle bored. She was only a personal interest and did not intend to do anything about the cloth bundle.

"I was in the early childhood training at Kinoshita University Affiliated Hospital."

"That big-eyed girl has really seen my DNA map! No, no, she called me Suti, that is..."

Mikoto Misaka didn't know anything when she was young. She once handed over her DNA map because she couldn't bear torture from others.

This incident has been a long time since.

Even she had forgotten that there was such a thing.

But now she is called a simple body, and she is in an extremely heavy mood. She takes back her laptop computer and turns toward the Kinoshita University Affiliated Hospital.

I spent some money on the way to change my clothes.

No one wants their genes to be cloned. No matter what, seeing a person who is exactly the same as you will have some weird feeling.

She was not stupid, she had already guessed in her heart, but she was unwilling to admit it, so she wanted to sneak into the Kinoshita University Affiliated Hospital.

The pedestrians under the night sky look from a distance and feel a sense of loneliness that is hard to make people feel.

Kinoshita University Affiliated Hospital, a hospital that has been abandoned for a long time. When Mikoto Misaka appeared next to the tree opposite the hospital gate, she saw a guard standing guard at the door.

Her anxiety worsened.

There was always a voice in my heart urging her to make her desperately hope to find out the truth.

Bu Shu sat on the roof of the distant building, holding a black military binocular in his hand, watching Misaka Mikoto's every move.

"The action has begun."

When I came to the high wall on the side of the hospital, there were seven floors in the entire hospital, and the lights lit up through the curtains.

Acceleration, running, and the element of iron exists inside such buildings.

Mikoto Misaka stepped on a small pit on the ground. With this force, she quickly climbed to the window on the second floor and sneaked into the hospital.

The iron elements on the inner walls are more, so her ability to move is greatly enhanced.

The reaction was also faster.

The first thing you do when entering the door is to check the location of the monitoring. Monitoring is not omnipotent, and there are also established blind spots.

Using these blind spots, she quickly penetrated the layers of protection and came to the information room.

Electromagnetic capabilities play a key role at this time, whether it is the password door or the encrypted information in the data room.

All were easily deciphered by her.

On more than a dozen split screens, only five or six were still operating. Mikoto Misaka walked to the console and slid her fingers over the edge of the console.

But no dust was touched.

"Tsk!"

She began to decipher the protection of the data room, and suddenly the sound of dull footsteps sounded outside the door.

The middle-aged uncle in a guard uniform opened the door of the information room with a flashlight in his hand, and he patroled left and right.

Unfortunately, the lights in the data were too dim, and there were only a few numbers that he couldn't understand when jumping on the split screen.

"It's strange, I clearly heard something happening just now."

A companion behind him joked, "Did you drink too much at noon? Let's go, this kind of place is not what we should come to."

After the guard left, Mikoto Misaka, who was lying on the top of the door like a gecko, breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the password has been deciphered.

She quickly retrieved previous information and information about her.

Soon, she found the key.

“Production-type competent plan!”

The eight typing seemed to be a heavy hammer, hitting her heart. She held her newly bought T-shirt tightly and slowly pulled the report down.

"The purpose of this plan is to analyze the gene sequence pattern of LV5 and transform the occasional LV5 into a 100% true production rate.

The body of this plan is super electromagnetic cannon and Misaka Mikoto."

Her face was filled with despair, and her whole body was pulled out of her body by the plan report.

Sitting on the cold ground, my eyes were locked in the report itself.

"no!"

Misaka Mikoto cheered up, "How could she be so desperate?"

She quickly pulled the screen, quickly browsed all the reports, and slowly let go of her tightly held hands.

After browsing all this report.

She took a deep breath, "What, indeed, my copyist is all fake news."

On the split screen, the last layer of the file report is written as: For some unknown reasons, the tree diagram designer calculates it and draws a conclusion.

The replica has irrepairability defects, and its maximum ability can only reach LV3.

This result was confirmed by multiple calculations and the committee finally ordered the experiment to be suspended.
Chapter completed!