There was no one else in the park, and the shopping bag in the hedgehog-headed boy's hand automatically fell to the ground when he started it, but because he had practiced skill, the shopping bag made of bamboo paper only shook slightly on the ground a few times, and then stood upright.

Although the martial arts practice method learned from Fang Hong has not been long, but fortunately, Shangjo is also a "martial arts expert" trained from the street, and it is not too difficult to subdue such a middle-aged woman with loose muscles...... Even if she has a gun in her hand.

The woman's cheeks were bulging out of a few square muscles by the barbed wire fence in the children's park, and of course, Kamijo was not idle, after all, the current situation was that someone was pointing a gun at him, which was really a little scary. So, while holding the back of the other person's head, Kamijo reached out and pulled it into the woman's sleeve, snatching a black pistol from her hand.

"Uejo-san deserves to be one of the centers of the incident, and it's really not very easy to get along with. ”

The woman didn't show any emotions like 'surprise' or 'panic' in the face of the black muzzle that was re-aimed at her, she still said in that flat tone.

The wind blows the wind turbines around the student dormitory, and the three-bladed fan rotates at a steady speed.

It was time to eat, and the smell of dinner emanating from the student dormitory was blown away in the wind, and the hedgehog-headed boy sniffed hard, and his stomach couldn't help but 'gurgle'.

"What do you mean by that, didn't you kidnap me here?"

The hedgehog-headed boy looked at the woman's side face with suspicion, but because the firearm in her hand was taken away by herself, Kamijo let go of the woman slightly, holding back the hunger in her stomach and waiting for the woman's reply.

"How much do you know about the chaos that is happening in the world?"

The middle-aged woman let go of her hand and re-revealed the gray scarf around her neck, as if she didn't care about herself as much as she cared about it.

About the chaos in the world,To be honest,,The last article doesn't really understand it.,His intelligence channels are just from news reports.,At most, I learned that the world is divided into two groups"Roman Orthodox Church" and "School City School"Two factions,Large-scale demonstrations and attacks on each other.。

At the end of the day, Kamijo is just an ordinary middle school student.

The world, the country, these things are a little too far away for him.

"I don't know. ”

Uejo Danma answered truthfully.

The middle-aged woman didn't look at the muzzle of the gun that Kamijo was pointing at her, and as if she didn't care about it, she looked at the young man in front of her, still with a gentle smile on her face.

"Do you know what the key point is in resolving this dispute?"

The key point: Shang Tiao Dangma couldn't help but have a bad feeling, as if he had fallen into a pit.

"The key point, should it be...... I'll do it!"

For Kamijo to be so conscious, the woman's calm eyes like a lake rippled, and she looked at Kamijo in amazement, and the smile on her face became even bigger.

"I realized it a long time ago. ”

"Enlightenment, please, I'm just an ordinary middle school student, shouldn't such an international event be attended by a great figure in the alliance or a leader of a big country? Besides, how can anyone listen to what I say? ”

It was an unexpected reaction, but fortunately, there was no possibility of persuasion without refusal.

"State-centered organizations have very limited and powerless control over religion and thought. ”

"The vast majority of what they call solving problems is just the use of force to forcibly subdue the person concerned, and the physical violence to bind the mind...... Such an act is not so much a solution as it is to make the problem worse, and sooner or later the anger that has been suppressed for the time being will turn into a volcano and erupt again. ”

The woman raised her hands to show that she was no longer capable of resisting.

She glanced at the bench not far from the child, and said, "Go and sit there for a while!"

Her tone was very rational, even intellectually incomprehensible, and Kamijo Dangma was also attracted by her words, and unconsciously agreed with her.

"The current situation is no longer just a matter of chaos, if it is not handled well, then chaos can turn into war at any time, but the state organs cannot end up and force military intervention...... I think that the countries of today are already waiting for the first model of solving the problem!"

"Who the hell are you?"

Uejo Dangma's tone became cautious, he knew that these things were not something that an ordinary middle-aged woman could understand, there was a way to 'stand tall and see far', and a woman who could have such insight could never be just a housewife.

Besides, there is always a didactic meaning in the tone of her voice, and when Shangjo faces her, she always feels like she is being punished by the teacher...... That's right, that familiar feeling is the same as the math teacher in the next class, Kinbune Sugan, you know, Kamijo was only punished by her three hours ago.

"The pro-ship is the most middle, my name. ”

The middle-aged woman introduced herself.

"One of the members of the School City Management Council.,Can you understand what you're saying?"

It's really big, that's the overarching council...... The entire school city is just the back garden of the council.,Shangjo when Ma was really shocked by the identity of this woman.。

"The Overarching Council?"

"What, is it hard to believe?" Seeing Kamijo's panicked look, the pro-fune Mochichu laughed, and the raised hand was lowered unconsciously.

"No, I just feel that your dress is not in harmony with your identity, and the scarf around your neck looks like an inferior product...... If you were a member of the overall board of directors, you must not have such a tight life, right?"

"Don't insult this scarf, it's my daughter's own hand-sewn. ”

The pro-ship Mozhong grabbed the scarf around his neck and opened his mouth to refute the words of the last one.

"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry. ”

"I accept your apology......"

The pro-ship Mokunaka touched the inferior material of the scarf, and also soothed his excitement.

"Okay, it's almost time to get back to business, I'm here to ask you for you. ”

"I want you to come forward and solve the chaos in the world, and of course, we will not ask you for nothing...... I know that you have a child to raise at home, so I will pay you three million yen in advance, and I hope you will consider my proposal. ”

Obviously, as long as it can be solved, even if there is no pay, the article will take the initiative to go.

However, the current situation is not something that anyone can solve, even if Shangjo wants to help, he doesn't know where to start, the so-called 'tiger eats the sky, there is no way to mouth' is not exactly the case.

What is missing is a solution to the problem!

"Determine the 'why' before you do anything!"

"Even if I agree to something without a reason, there is no way to prescribe the right medicine!"

"No, for a reason. ”

The most middle of the pro-ship looked at the upper strip without fear.

"Think about you, what do you have that the countries don't have, and what do you have?"

"What?"

"Phantasm Killer!"

......

"Even if I already know the solution to the problem, what should I do!"

Kamijo is not entangled in the boring question of 'maybe' and 'impossible', since he has learned the reason for the incident, then Kamijo naturally can't just let it go, he was just about to continue to speak, and a familiar figure appeared in front of Kamijo.

"Why are you here? ”

Kamijo said to the face with sunglasses, although he was still the same person, but the atmosphere under him became different from usual, and Kamijo was vaguely restrained.

"Are you finished?"

"It should be almost. The pro-ship Mokunaka said.

"Okay, see you later!"

Tsuchimito nodded, took out a black pistol from the pocket of his beach pants, which was very similar to the hand in Kamijo's hand, and aimed it at the abdomen of the pro-ship Mokami.

'Poof' The muzzle with the silencer makes a dull sound like a fart.

"Ahshang, let's go!"

With a look on his face, he picked up the golden bullet casing from under his feet, turned to Kamijo and said.