Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 637 - 635: One Event, Different Perspectives

Smoke and flames quickly spread, and the wreckage of the Osprey Helicopter still hung outside the building. Falling glass from high above turned some passing pedestrians into collateral damage.

Screams, running, the entire street was enveloped in chaos and panic, with people venting their fear through shouts, even forgetting to attend to the injured passersby.

At this time, only those whose injuries weren't that severe would take out their phones to call an ambulance, report the address, and then start a live broadcast.

This burst of traffic, he was risking his life to ride it.

At the back of the building, the barriers of the underground parking lot were smashed by an SUV, and the security guard at the kiosk ran out trying to stop it.

Whiz.

The silencer made a soft sound as the guard was shot in the forehead and fell to the ground.

"A monthly salary of two hundred thousand Yen, why work so hard."

The Drunkard put away the gun, closed the car window, gripped the steering wheel with one hand, and took the vodka seated beside him, drinking it in big gulps.

Life is short, naturally one should indulge freely.

Perhaps this time he couldn't break through the encirclement, and this would be his last time drinking vodka.

The Drunkard swerved the car, headed in another direction, avoiding the continuously screaming streets.

The panic and screams crossed a street, but then there was no more sound.

He looked at the street in front of him, which was no different from usual. In front of shops, couples snuggled together, office workers hurriedly walked alone, and some retired old men, forming a leisurely street scene.

The Drunkard's car blended into the flowing traffic. At this time, he couldn't expect any help or guidance.

With such an incident happening, intelligence units will surely keep a close watch on all areas around Shinjuku, any call would be traced by them.

The Drunkard could only proceed according to the plan made earlier. He saw the Durian Bakery and sharply turned the steering wheel, stepping on the gas pedal to the floor.

The SUV's engine roared, like a mad bull charging onto the sidewalk.

Boom boom, a couple blocking the front of the car was hit and flown up, their bodies slammed onto the windshield, and quickly fell to the sides, leaving only bright red blood.

The Drunkard took another sip of alcohol, his expression indifferent, the gas pedal underfoot unmoved.

Bang, the SUV crashed through the bakery's glass wall and window display, crushing a customer who was still selecting bread, and the central glass display case shattered all over the place.

Bread and broken glass scattered everywhere.

Red blood spread from beneath the tires.

The Drunkard opened the door, strode out of the bakery's front entrance. Under the gazes of pedestrians outside, he darted across the street like a nimble leopard, disappearing from the scene.

After circling around, the Drunkard, in a deserted place, removed his human skin mask, put on another human skin mask, took off his long-sleeved T-shirt, flipped it inside out, and wore it again.

The Drunkard returned to the bakery once more.

While pedestrians focused on the tragedy in front, he sneaked in through the back door into the bakery's basement.

The manager of this bakery was a KGB operative.

Bruno's plan was for him to barge in here and then escape, only to return and hide below, evading the CIA's search.

Whether he could avoid capture would depend on luck.

The Drunkard took out the liquor hidden in advance inside and began drinking on his own.

...

The Imperial Palace, North Wing of Honmaru Palace.

The chaos in Shinjuku had not affected here, the air seemed peaceful and elegant, only this time the footsteps of the officials were noticeably hurried.

Several resting administrative assistants gathered in the pantry.

"I just saw the Governor of Tokyo and the Acting Director of the Police Department, those big figures hastily went into a conference room."

"What major trouble has happened again?"

"Seems like there's a problem over in Shinjuku."

"Tokyo sure has been unsettled recently."

In the Prime Minister's Office, Kochou was browsing through the casualty report submitted below.

The death toll was twelve people, the injured were twenty-four.

Such ordinary civilian deaths on a battlefield could be said to be insignificant, but in the peaceful Shinjuku, Tokyo, it was an astonishing case.

Kochou leaned back, tapping her finger on the desk, pondering who to pass the blame to?

The Police Director or the Governor of Tokyo?

After all, it was a vile incident that happened within Tokyo, and if one intended to push it onto those heads, it wouldn't be impossible.

The key was, both were not among Kochou's trusted connections.

She briefly considered, behind Okayama Takeo was Morimoto Chiyoda, behind that woman stood the CIA.

Kochou was uncertain what important things the CIA was escorting, but to cause such commotion, it must be related to a Different World.

At this time when the CIA was already annoyed, she had better not choose to provoke them, but strike at the Governor of Tokyo to elevate her own confidant.

Thinking of this, Kochou stood from her seat.

In light of such a significant event, this Prime Minister had the necessity to visit the hospital for a trip, showcasing her public-friendly nature, offering condolences and ensuring the wounded's situation.

Wait, Kochou's steps paused, stepping out herself seemed inappropriate, easily judged as pretense of neglecting the political duties.

"Call Maggie over for me."

She pressed the button on the desk phone to issue a command to the Prime Minister's Aide.

...

Soon, Phoenix Academy Maggie appeared in the Prime Minister's Office.

Kochou handed over the document in her hand forward, saying, "You go to the hospital on my behalf to visit those injured."

Phoenix Academy Maggie took the document and looked at it, her expression shocked, "Are there so many casualties?"

"Hmm, there's a high chance it's related to the alternate world. The details aren't clear for now, prepare in advance what to say when you're there."

Upon hearing Kochou's words, Maggie nodded. She had often taken time to visit company employees on behalf of her mother in the past.

This time it's to visit the injured. Maggie looked down and realized her attire wasn't suitable for a hospital visit.

In front of the camera, it's best to dress simply and appear approachable.

After all, Maggie isn't visiting those people as herself, but as her mother's representative. Wearing fancy clothes could easily be misinterpreted.

...

"Appearing at Shinjuku Hospital is Maggie, the only daughter of the Prime Minister, specially representing the Prime Minister, who is busy handling affairs, to visit the injured."

Ayaka gaped in shock at the young lady on the TV.

Being on TV is different from the wanted notice on TikTok last time, this is serious official media.

The same is true for high school students; some are hiding at home eating chips and orange juice, while some are already on TV visiting the injured on behalf of their mother.

"What are you shocked about?"

"I see someone I know on TV." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"You know Maggie?"

Ayaka pinched her cheek, smiling, "Time to wake up from the dream."

Ayaka swatted her hand away and said irritably, "We're classmates."

"I really don't know when Brilliant High School became a prestigious school?"

"I'll take a picture of her in the classroom tomorrow at school and show it to you."

Ayaka tapped her forehead and said, "Sister Ayaka, did you not watch the news some time ago?

It was the scene of Aozawa and Maggie both being wanted."

"Why was Aozawa wanted?"

Ayaka showed a hint of shock.

As a novelist, when the deadline approaches, she often works all night, her mind full of how to write the plot, hardly caring about international affairs.

She rarely took out her phone, afraid of receiving a call from her editor, as terrifying as a client suddenly calling after project completion.

Ayaka pulled up the news from a while ago, showing her the three wanted notices, "Look, if Maggie weren't in the same class as me, how could Aozawa know her?"

"Are they close?"

Ayaka only cared about this, as her suitable future brother-in-law can't be taken by another woman.

Ayaka quickly pulled back her finger, guiltily saying, "Sort of, they have a friend relationship being front and back desks.

You know, Aozawa is a warm-hearted person. Seeing Maggie encounter such difficulty, he naturally chose to help."

Ayaka squinted subtly, knowing Aozawa little but understanding her sister well. This expression and tone clearly indicated lying.

"Ayaka, is there something you're hiding from me?"

"No, nothing."

Ayaka quickly shook her head, jumping off the sofa, "I have to start my live stream."

Regretting the urge to prove she knew Maggie, Ayaka's suspicious attitude only intensified her doubts: why would her sister lie?

There's no problem with feelings between Aozawa and her sister, it doesn't seem so.

Watching Maggie on the TV, Ayaka wondered if...

Aozawa and Kochou are mother and son?

Ayaka brightened, imagining the Prime Minister as a young girl having a loved one but married into a mansion due to parental vanity, unexpectedly finding her loved one as a secretary by her husband's side.

Chiyoda and Aozawa are the Prime Minister's illegitimate children.

Kochou aimed to make up for this eldest daughter, helping her rise to power.

Maggie attending Brilliant High School was to recognize her brother.

Or recognize her sister.

Ayaka understood their complex relationship, but such complexity wasn't suitable to be revealed.

Ayaka jumped off the sofa, running to her sister's door, "Ayaka, open up!"

"I'm changing clothes."

Ayaka responded, not wanting to open the door under the circumstances.

Sitting on the bed, she messaged Aozawa.

"Oh no, I accidentally said I knew Maggie earlier. Sister Ayaka is asking why you and Maggie were wanted together."

The message showed as read.

Instead of entering the data space, Aozawa sat cross-legged in the corridor eating watermelon.

"Just say we're ordinary friends."

"I explained that way, but Sister Ayaka doesn't believe me."

Seeing Ayaka's tearful emoji sent, Aozawa guessed, probably in Ayaka's heart, there was an implication of a secret relationship with Maggie, causing him to be unable to confidently say they're friends.

"Clear minds know innocence. Maggie and I are just friends now, if she doesn't believe you, don't say anything."

"Oh, have you seen Shinjuku's breaking news?"

"I saw related TikToks, saying someone used a rocket launcher to attack an Osprey helicopter."

Aozawa took a bite of watermelon, uninterested in getting involved.

Today is the last day, later he'll head to hypnosis guidance to replace Tanaka Hajime.