Xue Xu, the red-haired girl in front of him, was temporarily in the process of transitioning from the "fantasy stage" to the "practical stage."
If she had a chance to persuade Luke, she would really succeed in defeating her father.
But now … it didn't seem like she had failed? Luke took a sip of tea, and was really interested in the Ishida family.
Putting everything else aside, just Xue Xu and the red-named bodyguards were enough to prove that the Ishida family wasn't clean.
That Ishida Shingxuan might just be an experience bag.
Thinking, Luke asked, "Does Ishida Shingxuan like to kill people? Hm, for example, did he order you and the bodyguards to kill people? "
Xue Xu wasn't too surprised that he knew about the killings.
It wasn't very reliable to hide the fact that someone had killed people in front of a murderer.
She cleanly and neatly spat out her killing experience, as well as Shi Zhi Tian Xinxuan's background.
Luke's pheromones, her desire for freedom, and her hatred for Ishida Shingxuan made her make a choice.
After hearing that, Luke pondered for a moment and said, "Leave your contact information. I'll look for you."
Xue Xu immediately asked the waiter for a pen and paper. She wrote down a phone number and respectfully put it on the table in front of him.
Luke nodded and took out a neon coin. "Let's see if your luck is positive or negative."
Xue Xu felt a chill run down her spine. Was it going to be one of those games where you'd spare my life on the front and die on the back?
"Negative." She hesitated for a moment, but chose negative.
Because "positive" didn't seem to fit her desire to survive in the face of death.
Ten seconds later, the coin stopped on the table — heads up.
Xue Xu wanted to tremble again, but her death perception didn't respond.
Luke nodded and pointed at the coin. "It's the luckiest thing in your life. Take it and you can go. "
Although Xue Xu's head was full of question marks, she immediately grabbed the coin and bowed. "Thank you for your magnanimity, sir. I'll be on my way."
Luke waved his hand and picked up his phone again, before he started sketching again.
Xue Xu retreated several meters with her back bent, before she slowly turned around and left.
Luke really hadn't lied to her.
If she hadn't lost the coin toss, he would have had to knock her out to obtain her ability, so she was really lucky.
At this moment, the System Interface showed: Death Sense (Special Spirit Type, can be learned partially): Prerequisite: 40 Spirit, 100000 credit points.
Luke casually learned it.
He did not care much about the side effects. Now that vigilante missions were mainly done by his avatar, it was difficult for him to die, and he was not afraid of death.
Moreover, he didn't think that many people could scare him with their Death Perception.
If this ability was too sensitive, Xue Xu would pee herself at the sight of a murderer, and she would have been sent to a mental hospital long ago.
After Xue Xu left, Luke put down his phone and carefully experienced the sensation of death.
This ability was far more wondrous than Xue Xu's description. Perhaps it would be more accurate to call it a premonition of death.
Xue Xu could see people die, but she had to be there.
For example, when Luke had tried to kill the two bodyguards last night, she had felt that they were going to die.
The stronger the premonition, the easier it was for these two to die.
She had described this premonition as an aura of death, but was it actually Luke's killing intent directed at the two bodyguards?
She wasn't sure whether this "killing intent" was a mental fluctuation or something else.
After all, like most people with superpowers, Xue Xu lacked systematic and in-depth research on her superpower, and only relied on instinct and experience to use it.
After Luke obtained the ability, he only analyzed the original owner's experience as experimental data, and didn't really regard it as the truth.
The key to using each ability was that it was suitable for him, and it wasn't just a simple copy.
After a rough analysis, he paused his research.
Nobody had unleashed "killing intent" on him yet, so he couldn't directly sense the effect of the ability.
But that wasn't difficult. He could test it out with the drug dealers later.
Thinking that, he put away his phone and left the coffee shop.
…
The night passed, and the extremely busy morning in Tokyo began again.
A large number of social animals poured into Tokyo from Chiba, Kanagawa, and Saitama Prefectures to be exploited by the companies again.
The people on the streetcar were like sardines, exactly like the action movies Luke had seen before.
The difference was that there weren't many beautiful women in them.
Standing in front of a vending machine on the side of the street, Luke examined the drinks inside.
In Neon, you would never be able to guess what the drinks in these machines tasted like.
Last night, Luke had already tried a variety of sodas, such as cucumber soda, coffee soda, blueberry soda, and so on. In the end, he even bought a bottle of soy sauce soda.
He only had a small taste of each, and sent the rest to New York in his inventory, leaving them for the dog head to trick.
As long as he said that it was Neon's 18 flavor soda, the dog head would definitely be very interested.
Its sense of taste was quite different from that of a human's, and it might really find something it liked. In that case, Luke could buy more as a prize.
At that moment, Luke was buying wasabi soda, curry soda, green tea soda, and octopus soda.
It was better to buy more of these surprises at once; it would be a waste of time to buy them one by one.
At this time, he heard someone buying something from the vending machine at the corner. From the sound of it, it should be two young women.
Because of the 90-degree angle, they couldn't see each other.
But Luke could hear them chatting about the plot of last night's TV series as they looked for drinks.
Not paying much attention to them, Luke stuffed money into the vending machine and watched as the drinks fell off the counter.
Just as he picked up the drinks, he heard a woman's cry of pain, followed by another woman's surprised question, as well as the sound of footsteps moving away.
Luke rolled his eyes and couldn't help but twitch. You've got to be kidding me! Did something like that really happen in Tokyo?
He casually grabbed the curry soda from the vending machine, swung it, and threw it out of the corner.
Elementary Precision, activate!
Swoosh! Bang!
The plastic bottle of curry soda hit the wall five or six meters away, then spun and flew at a skinny man who was running wildly on the street.
Thud!
The skinny man's head collided with the curry soda, producing a dull but slightly hollow sound. He fell face first onto the ground, and a few of his white teeth flew out.
But the man, who had been knocked out by the curry soda, didn't know any of that.
After throwing out the bottle, Luke increased the range of Elementary Sound Wave.
Very soon, he noticed a man wearing a hat and a mask ten meters away, who was recording everything with a camera.
Grabbing another bottle of wasabi soda, he took a step to the side and threw it out of the corner of the wall with an anti-aircraft gun.
Duang！ Thud!
The man with the digital camera felt a pain in the back of his head, and his vision went dark as he passed out.
The wasabi soda hit the lamppost behind him and bounced off the back of his head before it rolled to the ground.
Luke grabbed the rest of the drinks, stuffed them into his recyclable bag, and walked out.
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