Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

In the blink of an eye, five months passed by.

Yang Sikang became the commander in March, and now it's August, when the sun is at its most fierce.

But precisely because of this, more and more people are playing on the coast.

This section of coastline near the port area is not very safe, so there is no beach. However, some people always dislike the crowds on the public beach and always want to find some deserted places to play.

As a result, even the ship girls had to do extra work and send extra manpower to stand guard and patrol the coast, at least to ensure that no lives were lost.

As an intern, Yang Sikang was naturally assigned to this job, and he worked the longest shift on this matter every week.

On the coast, on the embankment.

Yang Sikang sat on the embankment and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

Although there is still a faint smile on his face, his current condition cannot be said to be very good.

At this time of year, he always felt a little bored with his black hair.

But whether it was changing the hair color or simply shaving it off, it ended up being just a fleeting thought and never put into practice.

Being basked in the sun, his black hair had already become a little hot. The fine beads of sweat on his forehead and the shirt sticking to his skin showed that he was very hot now.

But there was no way. Javelin was playing with a few ordinary children below, and he could only stay here.

Normally there should be parasols, but there was solid ground next to the embankment, and he didn't want to disturb the children's playfulness by running to the shore below.

I don’t know if it’s because of the connections Yang Sikang has accumulated in the past, but parents nearby always feel safe leaving their children under his care.

In such weather, McCall was completely unwilling to go out, while Craven was busy helping Cleveland. Recently, more and more people have had accidents on the beach.

Many people don't even do any preparatory exercises. They just jump into the sea unprepared and end up getting cramps and drowning.

That is to say, there is a hospital for ordinary people nearby. Ordinary people will not be sent to the Minato Hospital, otherwise Mavis will definitely go to the company to make a fuss.

A shadow suddenly enveloped Yang Sikang, bringing him a sense of coolness. He turned his head and saw a cold drink with water droplets and white mist being handed to him.

Yang Sikang smiled, reached out and took the cold drink and took a small sip.

The cold feeling flowed down the throat into the stomach, and then spread to all parts of the body, as if the heat wave was forced out of the body in the blink of an eye.

"Huh... thanks a lot, Belfast."

"It's a maid's job to serve you, Master. But if you keep exposing yourself to the sun without any protection, even I will be angry."

"It's not like being exposed to the sun every day, that's no problem. What's more, you can watch the children playing happily in front of you. It doesn't matter if you just bask in the sun occasionally."

"Having said that, prolonged exposure to the sun is not good for your health, nor is drinking too cold a cold drink."

"The head maid can be unreasonable sometimes. You obviously gave me this drink."

"Yes, so please don't be too anxious to drink it. After all, it won't be so cold very quickly at this temperature. It can also cool down by holding it in your hand, right?"

"That makes sense."

Belfast smiled and suddenly said:

"The person you are looking for has been found. He has indeed been driven out of the port area, but he is still wandering nearby. People who went shopping today have witnessed his presence nearby."

"It's nearby."

Yang Sikang turned his head and looked at the blocks in the distance, and sighed helplessly:

"You're still wandering around the port area on such a hot day, hiding. If you have such strong willpower, why don't you do something serious?"

Coincidentally, the person he was looking for was the guy he shot through the knee in the construction room a few months ago.

As the saying goes, dogs cannot change from eating shit. Although dogs may not always eat shit, facts prove that molesters who attack children cannot change.

Although that guy came here to avoid crime, looking at other people's ships, he still couldn't help but use up his two construction opportunities.

The result is predictable. Which ship girl will respond to him?

If the construction fails completely, you will need to work in the port area to accumulate the number of construction times again.

Then, as expected, he was caught intending to commit another crime, but it was not done, so he was expelled from the Minato District.

It was supposed to be sent to the ordinary police, but the guy ran away after the handover.

After learning about this incident, Yang Sikang asked Belfast to pay attention to news about that guy.

But what he didn't expect was that more than a month had passed, and that guy was still wandering around the port area?

"Belfast, can you look this way for me?"

"of course."

Belfast bent down slightly, and then prepared to shout javelin, but Yang Sikang stopped her.

"Let Javelin play with them. It won't take long for me to go there."

"But it's not appropriate for the master to go on adventures alone."

"Adventure? No, this is not an adventure."

Yang Sikang shook his head, turned back to the roadside, took another sip of the drink and handed the cup to Belfast:

"It's just a cat catching a mouse, there's no need to worry."

Because of Belfast, Yang Sikang knew exactly which area today's purchasing staff went to.

Coincidentally, he also had a map of unknown origin in his hand.

Of course the above does not include Minato City, but the ordinary people's streets around Minato City are marked very clearly.

Due to the confidentiality of the port area, satellite maps are not allowed to be displayed here, so the only map that can be relied on is this traditional paper map.

Yang Sikang headed towards his destination leisurely, greeting familiar people politely when he met them along the way.

The place he wanted to go was not very far from the embankment, otherwise he would not have walked there.

He wasn't worried about the guy escaping. A person's range of activities was limited.

Even in the state of hiding and wandering, a person's activity range is regular.

As it happens, he knows a thing or two about this.

So, three hours later, Yang Sikang found the target in the tunnel of a bridge, which was so slovenly that he no longer looked human.

"Wow, this is really awesome."

He walked forward with a smile, completely ignoring the stench emanating from the other person's body.

He knew the smell very well. He dug up the mud from the water and smeared it on his body. It smelled like this when exposed to the sun.

While he was surprised that this man had such perseverance, he couldn't help but ask what he had lamented before:

"What can you do if you have this kind of perseverance? Why do you have to become a molester who attacks children?"

The man did not answer his question, but turned around with a whimper and tried to run away.

It's just that he was a little embarrassed when he ran with a slight limp. When he thought that he was still a criminal, and that he was still wandering around on his own initiative, Yang Sikang didn't feel sorry for him at all, only that he was ridiculous.

puff.

There was a soft sound, and a small crater opened up in the mud at the man's feet. He was startled and fell to the ground in a panic, then rolled and crawled towards the distance.

He turned to look at Yang Sikang, staring at him with fear in his eyes.

Yang Sikang held a weapon in his hand, a pistol with a silencer.

"White Eagle is really a very free place, isn't it?"

Yang Sikang walked toward him in a leisurely manner, keeping the distance between the two parties at a relatively fixed distance and said:

"With only a small amount of money, you can easily get a good pistol. It's second-hand, has no records, is equipped with bullets and a silencer, and... the last owner was a fugitive molester. "

About half a month ago, Yang Sikang saw this pistol in a black shop.

He keenly caught the mark on the gun and recognized it as the gun of the man in front of him.

Realizing that this criminal had sold his own weapons, Yang Si Kangdang asked someone he knew well to keep an eye on this guy's whereabouts, and at the same time asked Belfast to pay attention to relevant news.

And, he bought the pistol and added a few bullets to it.

This is also the reason why Yang Sikang came here alone today with ease.

He wore gloves on his hands and was not afraid of fingerprints.

The last owner of this gun was the man in front of him, and he was a fugitive.

Simply put, if you die, you will die in vain.

Even Belfast thought he was planning to arrest this man.

Only he knew that he had no intention of letting this man live from the beginning.

There is only one purpose for finding him, and that is to kill him.

As for this pistol, it can only be regarded as a surprise. Even if he didn't have this gun, he would have gotten another one to kill this guy.

Looking at the guy in front of him who only knew how to run away in fear, Yang Sikang felt bored.

This type of criminals are always like this, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, and they will be broken at the first touch.

"No wonder he's the one who attacked the child. Forget it, remember to be more careful in the next life."

puff.

A precise shot hit the center of the eyebrow. Without any struggle, the man's eyes widened and he fell down.

Yang Sikang stepped forward and raised his pistol.

Puff puff puff puff.

After emptying the remaining five bullets, Yang Sikang put the pistol in his own hand and let him hold it tightly. Then he took out the confession he had prepared and wrote it in imitation of his handwriting and placed it on the chest of the corpse. in the pocket.

This thing is a step for the police.