The situation at the Shinjuku Museum of Contemporary Art is more complicated, and Hattori's knowledge of Maki is relatively limited.

Just one thing:

For many days in a row, there were problems with the results of the museum's visitor statistics.

More in, less out.

In other words, there may be tourists who have inexplicably "disappeared" while visiting.

Musashino is puzzling:

"Wouldn't it be nice to let the Metropolitan Police Department confirm the identities of these tourists, and then refer to the missing people in recent days, and find them?"

This is just an ordinary disappearance, and it should be easy to solve.

Maki Hattori replied in the negative:

"No, I can't.

"The management of the residents in the living quarters is not so good, and 20 percent of them are purely single residents, and no one knows about their disappearance."

Celibate residents.

It means that there are no relatives, no spouses, no children, no fixed jobs, and almost no social circles and friends in life.

This kind of person, even if he completely disappears from the world one day, will not be noticed.

Nobody cares about them.

Musashino pressed his chest.

Strictly speaking, I'm also considered a single resident.

Hiss –

I'm offended!

Maki Hattori continued to introduce the situation:

"The Metropolitan Police Department has not taken it seriously for the time being.

"Because the number of people entering and leaving does not match, it is likely that it is just a statistical error, or some tourists have deliberately evaded tickets, but I feel that it is not that simple.

"Let's go and have a look!"

She had a simple idea.

In case there are really wasteland creatures in the museum, she will successfully get rid of them......

It was definitely a highlight of the police academy career.

Extra points for final exams, lots of scholarships, and maybe a Heroic Citizen Medal!

It couldn't have been better!

Musashino thought about it and decisively refused:

"No, no."

And there is no money to take, what is the fun?

"If you do get rid of the wasteland creatures, I'll give you half of the tip for making the video."

He glanced at it.

Maki Hattori's average total tips per video is:

5,000,000 yen!

Good guy, it turns out that she is still a rich woman, and the income of one video is more than the ten commissions I received at an izakaya!

No wonder the 300,000 commission money was given to me lightly.

I......

I don't want to work hard anymore.

Seeing that there was no reply for a long time, Maki Hattori gritted his teeth and increased: "Seventy percent of the reward income, how about it?" ”

In this operation, she must have a reliable teammate.

This is because the Shinjuku Museum of Art itself has a security force composed of transcendent beings.

But these people didn't even find anything out of the ordinary.

Prove that the enemy is not to be underestimated.

Seventy percent?

Musashino was expressionless and changed the account status to: Offline.

"Huh?"

Hattori Maki saw that the avatar was gray, and he was directly anxious:

"Don't go, eighty percent!"

Still no response.

"Ninety percent!"

"All the tips, and all the income from the next video, to you, to you, to you." The chat window shook wildly.

Musashino's account avatar finally lit up again:

"That'...... Deal. ”

"See you in 15 minutes in front of the main entrance of the Shinjuku Museum of Art!!"

Three huge exclamation points across the screen.

He felt Hattori's deep resentment.

......

15 minutes later.

It actually took only five minutes for Musashino to get to this museum.

The Shinjuku Museum of Art is very abstract.

From the outside, it looks like a giant goose egg, with smooth metal-like walls and a ten-storey building that looks very short against the backdrop of skyscrapers.

It's a breath of fresh air in the world of reinforced concrete.

It was pitch black inside the building.

Silently.

Nothing seems to be happening.

Woo –

At this moment, the sound of the motor passed along with black smoke, and a motorcycle stopped in front of Musashino.

Maki Hattori takes off his helmet:

"You're so fast."

This time, in addition to wearing a police academy uniform, she also wore a pair of exaggerated large sunglasses, with a protruding piece on the left side of the sunglasses frame, which seemed to be a pinhole camera.

It should be the device she used to shoot videos.

"Let's go."

When the two came to the gate, they were directly blocked by the locked main entrance.

"Let me come."

Maki Hattori took out two pairs of metal flying claws and a small box of unlocking devices.

Musashino feels that this is unreliable:

"Are you sure you won't get into the game if you go in like this?"

"Of course not.

"The Transcendent's fight against the Wasteland is the most glorious thing, and it has priority over the law, not to mention the Metropolitan Police Department and my father."

"If we are caught, will your father save us?"

Maki Hattori smiled awkwardly, revealing a row of white teeth:

"No, it won't.

"But...... He was able to make our food as tasty as possible. ”

Harm.

Musashino shook his head helplessly.

He reached out and pressed the electronic lock on the front door, using a little bit of energy.

Bang~

The electronic lock was damaged and scrapped on the spot.

Anyway, he's just a soul body, no one can catch him, and if something goes wrong, Hattori Maki is the only one to blame.

Maki Hattori stared blankly at the smoking door lock:

"Musashi-san, this ......

"How?"

It's over, and the limelight at the beginning of the video was ruthlessly snatched away.

In fact, this time, she came prepared.

After all, the video is recorded for fans to see, and in his home stadium, he can't be completely overwhelmed by Musashino, who made a cameo.

To this end, she armed herself with the means of pressing the bottom of the box.

Unexpectedly, I was careless!

Musashino has already made its way in.

She hurried to follow.

It's dark inside the building, and Maki Hattori turns on the lights, and on the left hand side of the first floor is the security guard room, which is empty, but the computer screen is still on.

Her expression was a little solemn:

"It seems that the security guard who posted on the forum is probably real."

The two of them came to the middle of the hall.

The interior of the museum is a barrel-shaped structure with a staircase in the middle that connects all floors.

Therefore, if you stand on the first floor and look up, you can directly see the dome of the museum, and you can see the general situation of all the floors.

On the surface, nothing out of the ordinary.

Makichi Hattori waved his hand:

"Musashi-san, let's act together, you search for even-numbered floors, I search for singular.

“Ready go！”

However, Musashino stood still.

He's going to test the effects of his new skills.

Boom, boom, boom......

Ono 1~100 Soul Splinter flew out of his body in an invisible state, each in charge of an area of the museum, and the entire museum was covered in an instant.

A large amount of audio and footage is transmitted back and summarized in the mind.

Soon, a complete three-dimensional image was formed.

That familiar state reappeared.

At this time, Musashino feels like a giant, and this museum is a toy in the palm of his hand, where he can observe, listen, and manipulate everything here.

He closed his eyes:

Security, let me see where you are.......

The perspective shifted, and after about three seconds, he was able to locate the security guard through a slight rustle.

Maki Hattori stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him:

"Musashi-san, what are you waiting for, we have to act as soon as possible!"

"No, you don't."

Musashino suddenly opened his eyes:

"I see him."

In Hattori Maki's surprised gaze, he raised his head and looked at the sixth layer:

"The security guard is in the backmost oil painting exhibition hall on the 6th floor, but it's just ......"

Musashino frowned:

"He's melted."