I'm sorry, I, Daoyu Gaoyue, am a scumbag.

"how do you know?"

The man wearing a luxurious and exquisite kimono and wearing glasses asked as a successful man.

"My wife's good friend's husband works in the police department! I heard from my wife that this matter is not that simple."

"Why is it not that simple? You should tell me quickly!"

The man with glasses was very puzzled, confused and a little anxious.

The person he was chatting with was also a man who was elegantly dressed but somewhat bald. He looked around and said with a 'this is a very important secret' attitude, "I heard that the murderer is a very famous and powerful fugitive! What do you call the executioner, the red ghost!"

"The red ghost?"

"Yes!"

The bald man's tone increased, but he still deliberately lowered his voice, "The name sounds scary, doesn't it! I heard that he has countless lives in his hands, and he holds a cursed knife, which seems to be called 'Sakura' Marukiri, it is said that many policemen died in his hands!"

"Pooh!"

The man with glasses pouted, and then cursed angrily, "I see, those people in the police department are too much of a waste! Just a fugitive! What is the so-called Crimson Ghost? Sakuramaru Kiri? It's all these wastes. It's just an excuse to fool us! We must unite to put pressure on the police department! Some lowly civilians don't care at all, but what will happen next time the fugitive comes to see us!? Will he end up like Yoshinoya?"

The bald man nodded seriously, "What you said makes sense! Our safety must be guaranteed! Otherwise, wouldn't the taxes we pay every year be in vain?"

"That's right! Call everyone! Let's go to the police station to demonstrate together tonight!"

Zhuo Yue looked at the various discussions among the residents on the street and found it lively and interesting.

Cangxia Qingren came back with snacks at this time and looked at Yuyue and Qi, "Something terrible seems to have happened in the town."

Kari still had a dull look on his face, holding his burden and standing beside Zhuo Yue blankly. Zhuo Yue nodded and yawned, "Yeah, I heard about it too. It seems like something happened." It was a murder case, the scene was quite tragic, six people died."

"How could this happen..."

Cangxia Qingren seemed to be in a bit of a low mood, her shoulders were hunched, her brows were furrowed, and she kept sighing, which made Zhou Yue raise her eyebrows again and again.

For a moment, Cangxia Qingren's posture made Zhuo Yue think that this guy was possessed by Mingmingyu Xingming, so he just put his hands together and shed tears, and recited "Namo Amitabha"... .

You don’t know them at all, why are you so sad?

They are just a group of unrelated people, there is no need to be so sad...

This bastard Zhu Yue has absolutely no compassion for his fellow humans! !

"Why do some people suffer this kind of suffering? Oh, I hope they can feel less pain when they die..."

Zhuo Yue felt that Cang Xia Qing Ren was deeply influenced by the true legacy of Ming Ming Yu Xing Ming.

So the young man spoke to comfort him and patted the boy with tied hair on the shoulder, "Don't worry, most people die without pain. They are all killed with one knife and die in an instant. Those who can't feel pain, don't worry."

The little girl died a little more miserably, poor little guy.

His soul was also devoured by himself, which made him even more pitiful.

Such thoughts flashed through Yue Yue's mind, but if he had it to do over again, he would still swallow it without hesitation.

Just like many people feel unbearable when facing livestock being slaughtered...

But if it is served to the table, it is the same as asking for a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

However, he was a bit more of an asshole, but in Zhuo Yue's own opinion, he just felt that he had seen more clearly.

Completely unaware that he was subconsciously comparing a little girl to an animal...

After Cangxia Qingren finished buying snacks, the three teenagers did not leave directly. Instead, they chatted at the edge of the town, but Kari was very silent.

The boy with tied hair was also very depressed and felt sorry for that family. And Yue Yue also comforted Cangxia Qingren with every word, but judging from his attitude, he didn't seem to take it seriously.

After a while, the tall but very thin figure of Ming Mingyu Xingming appeared in the distance. His hands were clasped together, his brows were furrowed, and there were tears in his eyes that could not see anything, and he was still reciting something.

Zhuo Yue saw the monk, raised his hand and called, "Teacher Xingming, over here!"

Mingyu Xingming's face turned slightly to this side, and then he raised his feet and walked over. At the same time, he kept wiping the tears on his face, but after wiping them, they flowed out again.

It can't be wiped off, it can't be wiped off at all.

The depressed Cangxia Qingren was slightly stunned and asked tentatively, "Teacher Xingming, what's wrong with you?"

"Namo Amitabha......"

The monk whispered the Buddha's name and clasped his hands together, "It's what happened in Yoshinoya..."

"Okay, let's talk while we walk."

Zhuo Yue yawned again. He didn't feel sleepy at all. He just kept yawning due to being bored. "Go back early. We have to catch fish later."

I guess that cat won’t bring fish here today, right?

The young man thought in his mind.

Alas, if I had known I would have given it blood a few days later, I don’t know what has changed now.

He won't really turn into a cat demon, right?

Three teenagers and a monk walked out of the town and started home together.

During this period, Aangxia Haruto asked Xiangmeiyu Xingmei as he walked, "Teacher Xingmei, have you also heard about the Yoshinoya tragedy?"

With the monk's perception, in this environment where the whole town is discussing it, it would be difficult not to know.

"Namo Amitabha......"

But Mingyu Xingming's answer was a bit unexpected. He shook his head and said, "It was the Yoshino Shuren who found me."

Yoshino Shuren?

Zhuo Yue was surprised and looked back at the monk walking behind him.

Aangxia Haruto did the talking perfectly, and also asked in confusion, "Yoshino Shuito? Aren't all the Yoshino family members killed?"

"Yeah, it's really tragic..."

The monk first sighed, then wiped his tears and explained, "The Yoshino tree man is the younger brother of the head of the Yoshino family. He was the one who found me and told me about this matter."

Yu Yue was even more confused. He asked in person, "Why? Aren't there rumors in the town that the head of the Yoshino family and his younger brother are very different?"

He smacked his lips as he recalled the scene he saw in his memory.

Your circle is really chaotic.

"I thought so too before."

Mingyu Xingming continued to clasp his hands together. The monks spent a lot of time clasping their hands together today, as if they had been praying for the dead. "But today Yoshino Shuto came to me while I was working. He was crying very sadly and excitedly. He has been talking about his dead brother and niece, and hopes that I can abbot their funeral tomorrow."

"I see......"

Aangxia Haruto nodded movedly, "It seems that I still can't believe the rumors. From this point of view, Yoshino Juteto and his brother's family are obviously very close relatives."