Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Meisha lay unresponsive on the hospital bed, and the little nurse next to her had the most beautiful and professional smile on her face, without a drop of sweat on her face.

After a long time, Meisha said in a low voice: "Grandma, where is the fat grandma?"

"You mean Mrs. Shimizu? Mrs. Shimizu is receiving treatment..."

"Impossible, she was obviously hit by a bullet, it was you, you guys killed her." Meisha's emotions became agitated again.

Sweat broke out on the little nurse's forehead.

In the device, the male voice was still gentle: "Miss Meisha, you may have misunderstood something. The bullets we fired were all weak anesthesia bullets, so you can wake up so quickly now. We can also adjust Out of the monitoring of Mrs. Shimizu's ward, do you need to take a look?"

The analysis room has made a mental model of Meisha. Under the modern network, ordinary people have nothing to hide from the outside to the inside.

Your music player records will sell your ears, your video viewing preferences will sell your eyes, search engines will sell your invisible people’s hobbies and recent conditions, and the chat records of communication tools will sell your language style and small actions...

After packing all the information, a model that knows itself better than itself is built.

There was still strong suspicion in Meisha's eyes, but when she heard that the situation of the fat granny could be confirmed, she nodded suspiciously.

Directly opposite Mesa's bed, a screen protruded from the wall.

"Fat Granny."

On the screen is another white ward. Under the care of two nurses and doctors who are pleasing to the eye at first glance, the fat granny is lying on the hospital bed with a calm complexion, her breathing is steady, and the electrocardiogram... Although Meisha can't read the electrocardiogram, she can't understand it. Understand that the ups and downs of the waves mean that the fat granny is still alive.

As if she felt someone calling her, the fat granny's eyelids moved slightly, but she still didn't wake up.

"Miss Meisha, as you can see, Mrs. Shimizu is still in a coma due to the mistake of the raiding force. We are very sorry for the troubles caused to you, but you don't have to worry, Mrs. Shimizu will receive our best treatment , You can wake up in a few days."

As he said that, the picture on the screen zoomed in a bit, and Meisha could see the fat granny's complexion more clearly.

Seeing the fat granny's weak and pale face, Meisha's eyes were distressed, and her lips trembled: "Fat granny, it's fine, fat granny, Mochizuki is so worried about you..."

After capturing the words "fat mother-in-law" and "moon-watching", the elites in the analysis room immediately started the analysis.

Regarding Meisha and Mrs. Shimizu, they have collected all kinds of information and established a complete mental model of Meisha, but the elites have not established a sufficient connection with the relationship between Meisha and Mrs. Shimizu.

"I found it. In the orphanage where the Qingshui family worked, there was a female orphan named Mochizuki who was adopted by a family when she was nine years old."

"According to the established model analysis, Shimizu, who suffers from Alzheimer's disease, may have misidentified the target as Chieko Mochizuki during his lifetime."

"As soon as he woke up, the target thought of Mrs. Shimizu. It seems that the relationship established between the two parties in a short period of time exceeded previous expectations."

War room, analysis room, security room, laboratory... There are departments in the base, which are coordinated by the war room.

This is completely a state of fighting as a big war. In fact, the fighting power that the United States and Saudi Arabia have exploded can be regarded as a big war when the scale of modern warfare is small. This kind of supernatural existence in human form, street fighting is her natural main battlefield.

If one encounters such an extraordinary existence in the city, one platoon will not be enough to get in! The opponent's frontal combat power may not be sufficient, but the elusive trajectory is terrifying.

The bosses in the war room listened to the report from the analysis room, combined with Meisha's emotional reaction, everyone showed a reassuring smile.

"It's worth spending so much money on."

"Tsk, the current technology has advanced to this point."

A big man took off his eyes, turned his head and smiled to the left and right: "If it weren't for others saying that this is CG technology, I wouldn't even be able to see it."

The so-called Mrs. Shimizu who is still alive is just a picture forged by technology.

For a whole week, the base had already made a detailed response plan.

Mrs. Shimizu also recruited technicians from Mifang's top CG studio regardless of cost among various countermeasures, and created a picture that is enough to be fake in the shortest time.

Every second, every frame is burning money!

The last time in the history of Mifang was like this, it was during World War II when it produced "Private Soldier Snaf".

As for the real Granny Shimizu. If they were really hit by anesthesia bombs, the whole body might still be left behind, but all the dead who were pierced by bony bone spurs at the scene have become indescribable things. If the truth is told, the target may be killed immediately. Will go crazy, from another aspect, this is also a white lie - this is the comfort of the person who leads the plan to his own soul.

In addition to the costly and untouchable CG, another special-shaped actor is also in the process of intensive "production". According to Mrs. Shimizu in the photo, a top plastic surgery expert performed on an elderly female actor of similar size. Sophisticated plastic surgery, from the face to the palms, as well as the throat and skin.

Even though the speed of the operation has been extremely fast, the special actor is still in the stage of recovery and vocal training, and it is not yet useful.

After a few snorts, tears welled up in the corners of Meisha's eyes, but suddenly, her eyeballs shrank suddenly, and a voice came from the air in her heart—the voice of the bone girl!

Tokyo, Adachi Ward.

Sora Mizuno's hand that was making the three-color dumpling stopped suddenly, and another bond was established! And it is the bond level of LV2 as soon as it comes up.

In addition to the shared vision and telephony of LV1, there is one more arrival in LV2!

[Arrival: A brief descent to the target, the length of the descent is inversely proportional to the intensity of the descent, and the intensity of the descent is directly proportional to the physical fitness of the target. 】

After roughly understanding the meaning of the new skill, Mizuno Sora instantly sensed that it was Misa who had established a bond with him.

The understanding of skills can be discussed backwards and forwards, and now he is more curious about Meisha.

"Misa." Sora Mizuno started the telepathy.

In the laboratory, Meisha's emotions were obviously agitated, which was reflected on the screen as the blood flow speeded up suddenly: "Master Bone Girl."

"Don't get excited, tell me about your current situation." Sora Mizuno squeezed the ball silently, and at the same time activated the shared vision.

The environment of the laboratory was reflected in Sora Mizuno's mind.

The environment in which Meisha lived was very strange, as if she was in a ward.

The boss who led all the supernatural attacks on the island narrowed his eyes, and the hand holding the ball was slightly tightened, and invisible hostility rose from his eyes.

Meisha was caught and seemed to be contained in the ward.

"Hello, here are twenty tricolor dumplings." Shirata Yuki stretched out five fingers, "If there are not so many, then I want all of them."

"Here we come!" Sora Mizuno straightened up suddenly, still holding a tricolor dumpling in his hand.

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Thanks to the big guys in the group [I ate five mouthfuls of soil] for drawing Haibusha's fanart, you can see it by clicking on the character area on the book page, if you want to draw another character design, everyone can give your opinion.