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What exactly is black matter?

Li Ang raised his right hand, as if he wanted to see something hidden on his palm through the glove.

I can obviously feel its existence like feeling an arm, but I can't directly control it.

"come out?"

Li Ang tried to wake him up with words, but failed without fail. He held his breath again and tried to control it with his mind, but there was still no reaction.

answer.

"Do you have to make a certain gesture like Spider-Man?"

He groaned and stretched out his hand to make gestures, posing in various poses, except that his fingers almost cramped, but he found nothing.

"The reason why the black matter appeared was because I encountered personal threats on the subway, didn't it?"

Li Ang thought for a moment, then took out the razor from the suitcase, removed the blade, took off the gloves, then pressed the blade on the back of his hand, and stroked it lightly.

The blade cut through the skin easily, leaving a light bloodstain, but also did not trigger a counterattack.

Li Ang put down the blade and wiped the wound with an iodine cotton swab, feeling even more puzzled in his heart.

Is it possible that the black matter has intelligence, and can detect and distinguish between fatal threats and non-lethal threats? Or did it sense that it was its own hand?

When did this thing appear in his body, could it be the meteorite?

hum hum——

Suddenly there was an alarm sound from the door, and Li Ang was shocked all over, and turned his head to look at the door suddenly.

There the white fire siren was buzzing, and the light bulbs on the edges were blinking red.

Tuk tuk.

There was a knock on the door at the right time, and a voice came from outside the door, "Hello, is there anyone inside?"

Li Ang didn't make a sound, moved his body slowly, slid off the bed, and pulled out the charging phone on the bedside table.

"Hello, guest, an unknown package was found in the kitchen on the first floor of the hotel. The police suspect it is an explosive. Now the hotel is going to be sealed off."

A second voice sounded outside the door, "Is there anyone inside?"

Exploding packages? Is there a second wave of attacks?

Li Ang paused, but still didn't make a sound.

Two voices outside the door spoke together, "Shall we go to the next room?"

"But the tablet shows that the key card of this single room is in use? Maybe the guest is asleep? Give me the key, and I will open the door."

Seeing this, Li Ang had no choice but to get up from under the bed and shouted, "Wait a minute."

He took his mobile phone and ID card, came to the door, and glanced through the cat's eyes.

A man and a woman stood in the corridor outside the door, both wearing the uniforms of hotel staff, with two large bunches of keys pinned to their waists.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong, Li Ang messed up his hair and clothes, pretended to have just woken up, opened the door and said, "Can you wait for me for a while? My suitcase is still inside."

Brush pull.

Immediately, two rows of muzzles of pistols that had been ambushed protruded from both sides of the door, aiming at Li Ang.

"Sorry, we'll send someone to get it for you."

The speaker was a man in his thirties wearing a suit, with the badge of the Hijima Metropolitan Police Department wearing a golden cherry blossom on his chest.

"Mr. Li Ang?"

Holding the pistol in his right hand, he took out the handcuffs from his waist with his left hand, handcuffed them on Li Ang's wrist, and said in a deep voice, "I am the Hijima Public Security Mobile Search Team. Due to the vicious attack at Omotesando Station in Shibuya District, please go back and assist me." investigation."

Li Ang was silent for a moment, then said, "Tricking people to open the door, putting on handcuffs when they meet, is this the way the Ridao police investigate cases?"

The other party shook his head, "Sorry, the matter is of great importance. We are treating this case with the highest standards."

He shook the handcuffs, confirmed that they were locked, waved away the two hotel staff, and then gave a look to the colleagues beside him.

Three Japanese police officers rushed into the room immediately and checked the suitcase.

Li Ang was escorted forward while saying, "I am a citizen of another country and have the right to contact the embassy and private lawyer."

While the brain was running wildly, thinking desperately.

How did the other party discover themselves?

The surveillance cameras in the carriages and the server where the train surveillance videos are stored have all been destroyed in the battle.

Could it be that they drew portraits based on the descriptions of the surviving passengers in the same carriage, and then found out their identities?

Not like it.

If the other party knew what happened in the carriage, they should send more people with stronger armed forces, even the army.

"We'll arrange it for you."

The other party seemed to be unclear about Li Ang's role in the incident for the time being. He just regarded him as a suspicious person who fled the first scene and did not report to him. He nodded and said, "Please cooperate with us now."

He asked the two colleagues to stay in the room to continue the search, while he took off his suit and put it on Li Ang's handcuffed hands,

Together with the other three colleagues, one left, one right, one front and one back, they escorted Li Ang to take the elevator to the hotel lobby.

Throughout the past twenty years of his life, Li Ang has never been escorted or treated as a suspect. He has a stiff expression, desperately thinking of ways to escape, hoping that the police will not do their job effectively.

Ding dong.

Arriving at the lobby on the first floor, just as the elevator door opened, a group of armed men wearing body armor, riot helmets, and holding Israeli UZI submachine guns appeared outside the door.

The police officer next to Li Ang subconsciously raised his gun, until he saw the big words [Metropolitan Police Department] on the opponent's chest and the SAT armband on his arm, then he stopped and said helplessly, "Why is SAT here?"

The so-called SAT refers to the Special Assault Team, a special assault team under the First Section of the Security Department of the Hijima Police Department, which is responsible for anti-terrorism and hostage rescue.

Compared with ordinary police who only carry pistols, SAT is a better equipped and more professionally trained anti-terrorist combat unit.

"Inspector Inami?"

One of them opened the explosion-proof helmet, pulled down the mask, exposed the woman's face, and said coldly: "This gentleman is now taken over by us."

"No, I have to report to my superiors."

"Your superiors will call you to inform you."

The woman had a tough attitude, and as soon as she finished speaking, the mobile phone in the pocket of the middle-aged police officer rang.

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The middle-aged police officer hesitated and took out his mobile phone, answered the phone and said a few words.

A tough man's voice came from the other end of the phone, and then the middle-aged police officer clenched his fist unwillingly, motioning his colleague to put down his gun, and handed the handcuff key to the other party.

"Mr. Leon,"

The SAT woman said: "We will contact the embassy of your country for you, and the lawyer has also been notified and is in the car outside."

"Do I have the right to refuse?"

Li Ang's expression became more rigid, and the appearance of SAT meant that his situation was even more unfavorable.

"Of course, no."

The other party smiled, pulled up the mask, waved his companion to escort Li Ang through the hall, and boarded the armored vehicle.