I want to die.

Yoji Nakamura doesn't know how many times such negative thoughts have flashed in his mind.

Since that accident at the construction site, he has been reduced to a cripple paralyzed in bed.

In the words of the doctor, it is impossible to stand up in this life, and he cannot even take care of himself in basic life, like a parasite, parasitic on his family.

He knew that he was a great burden on his wife and daughter.

But even so, he couldn't control his violent temper, and even complained a little about why they let him live?

At that time, it should not be rescued, how good it would be to die like that, and end life happily.

Countless negative thoughts flashed through my mind.

When Yoji Nakamura was without anyone around, those negative thoughts would roll over in his mind, and the idea of ending his life would rise up countless times.

But the instinct of the creature left in the body made it impossible for him to do it, so he began to expect all kinds of accidents to happen every day.

Choking to death after drinking saliva, the wall on the ceiling suddenly fell down, or a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky outside, which happened to crash into his home, ending his life in a painful way.

No matter how bad it is, a desperate fugitive, a mentally ill person can climb over the wall and end his life.

In this way, his death will not have any impact on his family, and it will not make them feel guilty.

Everyone, let's end his life quickly!

Yoji Nakamura was looking forward to this day after day, staring blankly at the ceiling, and he could hear the sound of urine falling into the bag.

It was the sound he hated to hear.

As a man, he couldn't even go to the toilet himself, but had to get urine inside the bag through a urinary catheter.

"Damn!"

Yoji Nakamura roared, and the temper of impotence and rage came back to his heart.

But this violent mood is no longer enough to vent on himself.

Wait a minute, I have to complain to my wife and say all kinds of hurtful things.

When did you become such a monster that outputs negative energy?

Yoji Nakamura covered his cheeks with his hands, and he wanted to remember himself before he was paralyzed, but the memory was so far away that he couldn't recall it again.

"Damn."

He repeated it again.

"Are you in pain?"

A tone full of charm suddenly sounded, and Yoji Nakamura turned his head sideways, and found a tall European and American man standing at the head of the bed, and his voice was very fluent in Japanese.

"Who are you?"

"The one who helps you free yourself from your pain."

Qing Ze raised his hand, wanting to try to see if this kind of person who was paralyzed by an accident could be cured with a wonderful hand of rejuvenation.

If this paralyzing injury can also be stored and then given to others, it means that the rejuvenation of the magic hand is not only a healing superpower, but also a very terrifying superpower.

Advanced leukemia, advanced cancer, psychosis, and many more.

There are countless diseases that plague human beings.

"yes, someone finally came to kill me."

Yoji Nakamura did not resist the approach of that hand, but showed a smile of relief, and finally was able to realize his dream.

Aozawa's hand touched his forehead, and the rejuvenation of his hand was activated, and a warm current spread across Yoji Nakamura's forehead, and then rushed to the smashed spine and nerves.

The warm feeling spread around his waist, and a trace of consternation appeared on Nakamura's face, for the first time in many years, he noticed the area below the waist and abdomen.

Say?! Yoji Nakamura suddenly had a bold idea in his mind, and he was afraid that he would think too much, so he tried to lift his feet.

Although he has been paralyzed for many years, he still lifts his feet as easily as before he was injured, and his muscles have not atrophied.

Aozawa raised his hand and found that Yoji Nakamura's black smoke was bigger than Emily's.

With a flick of his fingertips, he stored the black mist, and using Schrödinger's cat ability, quickly disappeared into the room.

Yoji Nakamura watched a large living person suddenly disappear, and the expression on his face became more and more shocked.

"Is this a dream?" He pinched his cheek and thigh, and the pain told him that it wasn't a dream!

His face was a little excited and trembling, and he slowly got up from the bed.

"Yoji, it's time to eat."

The door opened, the woman's footsteps stopped, and when she saw Yoji Nakamura standing on the bed, she was stunned.

Bang, the rice bowl she was holding fell to the ground, she covered her mouth with her hands, and tears of surprise appeared in her eyes, "Yoji, you stood up?!" I'm not dreaming, am I?! ”

"Mika, it's not a dream, I'm standing up!"

Yoji Nakamura had a ecstatic expression on his face, and thought of the blonde man who disappeared inexplicably, and said incoherently: "It's all that blonde man, he saved me, it must be an angel!"

After that, I went to church every week to pray.

Thank God and thank that angel for getting me back on my feet! ”

……

Shinjuku, the Central Building, and the Special Intelligence Investigation Department captured some strange short videos and remarks on the Internet, and quickly compiled them into a report and handed it to the minister.

Jack looked at the report in his hand, his face full of surprise.

The father, who had been paralyzed for ten years, suddenly stood up, the husband who had a sudden cerebral infarction was fine, and the man with 90% severe burns could not find any burn marks......

Tik Tok, YouTube, and even Twitter or other social media apps, young people celebrate their family's healing in their own way.

And in their mouths, the unity has one in common, and that is the tall blonde white man.

Some say it was God apparitions, others said angels, Brahma, Messiah, and so on.

Jack looked at the series of reports, and suddenly felt that his head was big, and it was not easy to suppress such a large voice.

He can only take Plan B, and Dior's affairs can't be hidden, so use more miracle news to cover up the true news.

This is also the usual modus operandi of the CIA.

If you want to stink something, the best way is not to suppress, but to integrate.

Just like environmental protection and animal protection, which are originally very positive things.

However, a large number of people who have nothing to do with environmental protection and animal protection are hired by the financiers and take the most extreme methods, which arouses the disgust of the public and directly makes the reputation of environmental protection and animal protection stink.

"Release the fake news, and then find a few bloggers with a lot of traffic, ask them to post relevant videos, and use this traffic to rush.

In a few days, there will be a celebrity scandal or a corrupt official's corrupt material. ”

"Yes."

The agent stepped back, and Jack dialed the task force.

"Emily, have you seen a short video of the YouTube pipe exploding?"

"Well, I saw it, those things should have been done by Dior."

Emily replied calmly, "The Z potion on my body was also cured by Dio. ”

"Is this behavior implying anything?"

Jack felt a little puzzled, Dio came to the rescue, such a thing used to happen, but that kind of salvation is completely different from the current salvation.

Those diseases that plague people and so on.

All were cured.

In the ICU ward of Inada Hospital, all the critically ill patients have become lively.

Jack couldn't figure out why Dior was doing such a thing.

Emily couldn't answer right away, and after thinking about it, she wasn't quite sure: "I guess it should be a necessary step to go to heaven."

Dior hadn't done that before, probably because he didn't think he needed to do it.

Now he chooses to do this, maybe he has come to a new conclusion after the last failure, and needs someone else's faith? ”

Such an explanation is indeed convincing.

No one knows what the way or the steps to heaven are.

Jack suppressed the doubts in his heart and complained instead: "In this case, it will be difficult for us to cover up his news. ”

"Hasn't the news been leaked?"

Emily replied that she remembered the murder of Mitsui, indicating that the news that Dior was a superpower had been leaked.

"It was only leaked to some big countries, and for some small countries, it was still kept in the bones, but the situation may have to change now."

Jack sighed softly, the fake news they made could only confuse the attention of ordinary people, but for some countries that were already concerned about the situation in Tokyo, it was easy for them to find the truth from the complex fake news.

The C.I.A. is also not in a position to interfere.

On the bright side, they are allies.

The Five Eyes alliance is an alliance that has always had information sharing.

Previously, the CIA concealed them, which was already a violation of the covenant.

"There's no way around it, we can't restrain Dior's actions.

He does whatever he wants. ”

Emily can meet when more countries learn about the existence of Dior and the existence of superpowers.

Tokyo will become even more lively.

At that time, I am afraid that she will not be the only one who wants to use the beauty trick.

Jack leaned back and sighed, "You're right, Dio's actions are not something we can control.

You prepare a report to me about this time.

I'll leave it to the top later. ”

"No problem."

Emily knew in her heart that her report was not from the standpoint of the task force, but from the standpoint of CIA Jack, to record the incident in detail.

Then hand it over to Jack and let Jack look at it at will, and then you can hand it over to the top.

This guy is getting lazier and lazier, but Emily doesn't hate this kind of lazy leadership.

As long as you don't get involved in her affairs, and actively cooperate with her, and carry pressure on it, you are a good leader.

It doesn't matter if you're lazy.

She hung up.

Chiyo Morimoto, who was opposite, picked up a cake and complained: "Has our task force become a subordinate agency of Jack, the director of special intelligence and investigation of the CIA?" ”

"Don't complain about that, you write me a report quickly."

"Eh, let me write it?"

"Of course, who do you think caused me to happen like that?"

Emily replied confidently that she was fine, so naturally she would throw out the matter of going to the dentist and pinch Chiyo Morimoto.

This guy's conscience has a time limit.

If you don't take too long, you can't handle it.

"Aren't you okay?"

Chiyo Morimoto muttered, and her mind began to think about how to write a report, she really wanted to make up for her actions.

Eh, her conscience is still not bad enough.

(End of chapter)