Reborn Tokyo Extradition

Chapter 208 In His Eyes

"It turns out that Shimoyo host was also bitten."

Ichisakaki, who was sweating profusely, looked at Aki Shimono panting heavily.

"Yes."

Xia Yeqiu nodded without any explanation or concealment. He folded the scarf in his hands neatly and put it aside. The host with glasses got up and took off his coat, took out the antipyretic medicine from the medicine box, poured a cup of hot water and went back to the hospital. Kneeling and sitting next to a sakaki.

"Mr. Yiyi should take this antipyretic medicine."

Supporting a Sakaki up, Shimono host said in a flat tone.

After taking the pill in Xiaye Qiu's hand, he drank half of the warm water in the cup, held the glass, and looked at Shimoye Qiu who was still processing the temple documents:
"How many times has Host Shimono been bitten?"

"Counting just now, this is already the second time."

"voluntary?"

"Ah."

"May I know why?"

"Mr. Yiyi, take a good rest first, and ask questions tomorrow..."

"That's it, then I won't be embarrassed to go down to host."

"One piece, please rest assured, they won't be able to get in."

Xia Yeqiu got up in front of the table, and dug out a rope from the box in the cabinet: "Because I was worried that they would give you some hints, so I had to let me tie you up, as long as you can survive these two nights without being caught There should be no problem after sucking blood for the second time."

"Host Xiaye really knows them very well, but I don't need it anymore."

Yiichi Sakaki weakly took out two small boxes from his pocket, in which were red pills wrapped in a white transparent package:
"This kind of potion only needs one tablet to detoxify the blood. Since they work through the blood, they should have an effect."

"And this medicine?"

"Since there are ghouls, why not? It's just that there are only three pills of this medicine, and the side effect is that it will cause you to fall into a deep sleep. Even if you stab a knife into my chest, I probably won't wake up."

He opened a tablet and put it in his mouth. After drinking half a glass of water, Sakaki lay back on the bed again.

"Shimono host, one of them is given to you as a gift." Iichi Sakaki's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and his voice is getting softer, "I'll rest first, Shimono host, see you tomorrow, I have a lot of questions, I want to Ask Shimono to host it."

As soon as the words fell, the boy lying on the bed slowly closed his eyes and let out a slight breathing sound.

"Knowing that I was bitten, his expression was still so calm. Knowing that I was voluntary, he even gave me the medicine. There were all kinds of distrust in his eyes, but he still fell into a deep sleep in my room."

Still kneeling beside Ichisakaki, looking at him under the blanket, Akira Shimono shook his head.

"Really a strange man."

Leaning down, Akira Shimono slowly pulled the quilt over a Sakaki, sat back at the desk again, picked up a pen and continued to process the documents.

One by one, more and more documents related to the village's funeral practices passed by Shimono Qiu's hands.

In his eyes, it was full of sadness.

And the box containing the red pills was put into Ichisakaki's hand and held gently.

"Help, help, help. Help."

On the street leading to the headman's house of Sandalwood Village, Haruki Echizen, who was almost running with all the potential of his body, finally lost his strength.

Standing on the side of the road with his knees bent and knees bent, Haruki Echizen, who was sweating profusely from his inner lining, was panting like a Shiba Inu.

Holding on to the vending machine, Echizen Haruki felt that his legs were weak, let alone running, it was difficult to continue walking.

Since it was already close to ten o'clock in the evening, almost all the villagers in Sandalwood Village had rested, and there was really no one on the road except Echizen Haruki who went to dig graves at night.

Haruki Echizen bought a bottle of mineral water from the vending machine on the side of the road as if resigned to his fate, and Haruki Echizen sat on the bench and drank the mineral water in one gulp as if giving up treatment, looked to the right, dying Watch to see if anyone is catching up.

As soon as he found a figure, he quickly got up and crawled back.

But 10 minutes later, there was nothing but the cold winter wind pouring in behind Haruki Echizen and a few kittens that made Haruki Echizen tremble in fright.

"Did the other party give up? Never mind, it's best to give up."

After wiping his face and sitting for another 10 minutes, Haruki Echizen, feeling a little stronger, stood up, took a deep look at the distant mountain, and walked towards the village chief's house.

"Sakaki, don't let anything happen to you."

On the east side of Sandalwood Village, under the temple, there are houses with white cloth hanging again.

The Haruno family.

Although the family is not that rich, but the family is very happy, the husband supports the family, watching the son grow up day by day, the wife takes care of the housework, and is happy to see the happy smiles of the family members who eat the dishes they cook , the old man likes to touch his grandson's head, bask in the sun in the courtyard, and tell his grandson the stories of the past.

But that was only in the past.

In less than three weeks, the husband died and the mother-in-law died. In the family, only the wife and the children in the fourth grade of primary school were left to depend on each other.

In front of people and children, a wife must be strong, because she knows that she is the only support in the family.

And in the dead of night, the wife who has endured a lot will always cry quietly in the room, often dreaming, it is a scene of the family getting along in harmony, or the happy time before.

This is also my wife's greatest wish.

"Ya, ya"

That night, the pillow was still wet with tears, and the wife who couldn't sleep heard the familiar voice outside the window.

Hearing the voice of thinking day and night that day, the wife didn't even have time to wipe away the tears, she opened the curtains, and it was him who was outside the window.
Covering her mouth and nose, the wife took a few steps back subconsciously, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes quietly: "Jiro, don't appear in my dreams again, please."

Sitting slumped on the ground, the sound of the woman's weeping filled the room.

"Ya, no, this isn't a dream, it's true that I'm back." Haruno Jiro was a little moved, "Where's Xiaoji? Is he alright?"

"He's okay, he also dreamed about you two days ago"

"It's not a dream, Ya, can you open this window and let me in? As long as you open this window, we can be together forever."

"This is your home, even if you are an undead, you can always come back and have a look."

"Really? Ya thanks"

After getting permission, the man opened the window by himself, and the cold wind blew into the room. The real and piercing cold made the woman realize for a moment. Maybe this was not a dream.
"Ya, we can be together forever."

Under the moonlight, the husband hugged his wife tightly, biting the neck of his wife who was slumped on the ground with his bat-like fangs.

(End of this chapter)