disqualified hero

6:30pm.

[Shuji Tsushima's Tsushima, originally Tsushima Haraemon's Tsushima]

When seeing that face that often appeared on TV and in newspapers, these words occupied Tie Mingqiao's mind.

"Are you the hero invited by my wife?" The Prime Minister stretched out his hand politely, "It's a pleasure to meet you." His posture can be said to be approachable, but if you have seen how Mr. Haraemon condolences to ordinary citizens, you will You will find that even the arc of his bending is the same.

"I am Tie Mingqiao, Mr. Prime Minister." Tie Mingqiao bent over and said, "I will definitely protect Mrs. Tsushima."

In front of the stern-faced Prime Minister, Ah Ji, who he had been talking about all the time, finally couldn't speak, and reluctantly swallowed it back into his stomach.

Mr. Prime Minister said: "It's rare that my wife and I are here, and I would like to ask Mr. Tie Ming to have a light meal with us to thank you for agreeing to take over the protection mission." , the crime rate has risen, and I don’t want to give up the opportunity to go out for fun. Without you, sir, I would really worry about her safety.”

"No, this is what I should do." He said sullenly, "As for the meal, I have already eaten it, so I won't eat it with Mr. Prime Minister."

"That's it." Haraemon said, "Then I will trouble you."

……

6:41pm.

"Ah—" Tie Mingqiao just groped to the door of the guest room, and heard a drawn-out child's voice beside him. He was startled, and immediately lowered his head, "Xiu Zhi? What are you doing here?"

After only being together for three days, "Xiu Zhijun" has become "Xiu Zhi".

"Come to express my condolences to you." Xiu Zhi said, "Just now I happened to be standing in the corner of the entrance, but neither Mr. Tie Ming nor my father noticed my appearance." To act coquettishly, "Mr. Tetsuna wanted to call Ms. Ji Aji at first, why did he suddenly change it to Mrs. Tsushima?"

His words were sharper than the sharp spear constructed by Tie Mingqiao: "You should call her Mrs. Tsushima for the first time."

Tie Ming was stunned, he didn't expect Xiu Zhi to ask such a question at all, he forced a smile and said: "Because it is in front of the Prime Minister, it is polite to call his wife Mrs. Tsushima."

"I thought Mr. Tetsuna would run rampant like an angry bull, wanting to show his presence." Shuji didn't accept his explanation at all, "Wouldn't it be possible to show the intimacy of a childhood sweetheart by addressing him? Mr. Tetsuna You don't like Miss Ji?"

[Totally hit the mark! ]

Tie Mingqiao thought in embarrassment.

[In the beginning, I really had the idea of ​​calling Ah Ji directly, no matter who the person who married Ah Ji was, at least let him know that Ah Ji is a very attractive person, and he never lacks admirers!This kind of thinking is very childish, yes, but many men will do it! ]

[However, that is Mr. Prime Minister. Compared with Mr. Prime Minister, I am really a small person. Since I want Ah Ji to be happy, I just keep silently guarding him for the rest of my life, and don’t cause trouble for others. ]

He persuaded himself with the reason circling in his mind, so he also tried to persuade Xiu Zhi with this set of arguments: "Mr. Haraemon is your father, right? Is it really good to talk behind your back like this?"

"No problem at all." Xiu Zhi said cheerfully, "Miss Ji doesn't care, does she?"

"In short, Miss Ji is married, if I do that, it will only cause trouble, so I have to control my impulse, mature adults will do this." He said, "Does Xiu Zhi understand?"

"If Mr. Tie Ming is really as you said, he shouldn't be in front of Miss Ji at all." Tong Yan Tong Yu was like a sharp sword, piercing his chest full of holes, those pretentious words , Those self-deceiving words are like flimsy paper, being punctured and torn, "In the end, Mr. Tetsuna just flinched. On the one hand, I like Miss Sabi very much, but after seeing Mr. Haraemon At that time, he began to evaluate his status again, and subjectively felt that he had failed, and even retreated without competition." He said, "So that's the way it is, Mr. Tetsuna is actually an indecisive person."

Tie Mingqiao opened his mouth, he really wanted to refute Xiu Zhi's words, but found that he had no strong argument at all.

[That's right, if I was really brave, I should have confessed to Ah Ji when I graduated!If everything had been said at that time, it might be very different now. ]

"But speaking of it, most people in the world are very indecisive, so don't worry too much about it." After Xiu Zhi left the words that tore his heart into several pieces, he was about to leave with a jump. "

"Bodyguard work at night, please come on, Mr. Tetsuna."

He said.

"Please be sure to guard the door carefully, and guard the door of the box without taking a single step."

……

7:50pm.

Tsushima Haraemon was wearing a well-fitting suit. When he went out, he even hesitated whether to take a civilized stick, but he thought that he was going to watch a drama with his beautiful wife, so at least one arm should be free to hold Miss Ji one arm, and the other hand is better left empty.

The car drove from the prime minister's mansion, all the way forward, and the vehicle was parked at the entrance of the magnificent theater. Just like the Luming Hall that burned down centuries ago, there are places for officials and nobles to play in any era. The Westernized Broadway Ballroom , a theater built in Rococo style.

Stepping on the tiled floor with the tapered heel "da da da" "da da da".

Miss Xu Shiji's walking steps are too graceful, even the sound of high heels hitting the ground is like the crisp sound of wind chimes colliding, which is extremely pleasant.

A man of indeterminate age led the beautiful woman into the box. Half a meter behind them was Miss Poetry. She wore the maid outfit that was popular in Britain in the 19th century, without any sense of disobedience.Half a meter behind is Tie Mingqiao, he was disturbed by the sound of high heels, his mind was blank for a while, thinking about what Mr. Xiuzhi said just now, and thinking about the smell of citrus in his nose for a while.

Is it citrus?blueberry?Or a mix of fruit and flowers?

Miss Shi is not too far away from him, with a faint fruity scent, whether it was picked up in the kitchen or the garden, it penetrates into his nose, which is different from the other party's rigid face, it is quite lovable .

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Tie Ming-jun." Miss Ji turned her head and said.

"No, it's not a problem at all."

Haraemon looked at Shi: "Is the fruit ready?"

"It's ready. There are citrus and blueberries, both of which are Madam's favorite fruits." Ms. Ji doesn't eat snacks and is not interested in small cakes. On the contrary, there are various seasonal fruits, which are deeply loved by her.

In the garden of the mansion, besides trees, flowers and plants, there are also fruits and vegetables, and Shi, the personal maid, has a lingering fruity fragrance all year round.

"That's fine."

"The drama will last for two hours, so I will trouble you."

"My job, sir."

The box door is closed.

……

8:51pm.

[feet numb]

Tetsunako's standing posture is not very straight.

[Back hurts, damn it, is it so difficult to stand still for an hour?Obviously walking for two or three hours is not too much when patrolling, but now, one hour is exhausting. ]

His ears twitched, there was a slight vibration from the other side of the wall, his legs straightened immediately, and the door on the right side of his body clicked open a small crack.

"Thank you, Mr. Tetsuna." Haraemon turned sideways and squeezed through the crack of the door that only allowed one person to pass through. He coldly expressed condolences, stepped on the thick brown-red carpet with the heels of his leather shoes, and walked to the right end of the aisle.

Tie Mingqiao was taken aback: "Do you need me to follow, sir."

"No, no need." Haraemon said without looking back, "I'm going to the bathroom."

[Toilet? ]

He also felt a little strange.

[Isn’t there a toilet in the box? ]

In front of Tie Mingqiao, Xiuzhi-kun is a very talkative child.They talked about everything, of course, it wasn't that he would talk to Tie Mingqiao about his worries and secrets, but the content of their conversations was aimless, where they talked, and they were expanding Tie Ming. At the same time, he would occasionally tell him how corrupt the remaining old Chinese would be.

"Let's talk about the theater." After asking the maid to say no to go to the theater, he suddenly cut off the topic he was talking about earlier, and spit out a series of witty remarks like blowing bubbles, "There is a very special room in the box of the Tokyo theater." design."

"what?"

[Why did it suddenly involve the design of the box in the theater? ]

Tie Mingqiao was at a loss, but seeing Xiu Zhi talking about it with great interest, he didn't want to disappoint.

"Usually, I mean other theaters, even the VIP box, is just a separate small room, right?" He said, "But the VIP room in the Tokyo theater is different, it has two doors." The thumb and index finger fit together to form a rectangle, "One door is the entrance, and the exit is the aisle on the fourth floor of the theater, but the other door is inside the box."

"There are toilets in the box for people to use, but there is a small door beside the toilet door. After opening, there is an aisle for one person to pass through. You can go directly from there to the exit on the first floor. This is a safe passage."

Hearing this, Tie Mingqiao couldn't help asking: "There should be quite a lot of safety exits in the theater, why is there one in the box?"

"Oh?" Xiuzhi said, "Of course it's for safety. Safety. If a fire breaks out, wouldn't it be degrading for those big shots to compete with ordinary people for the same exit? So in order to prevent accidents, theaters also It’s convenient to open a passage directly in their box, it’s very corrupt, right?”

Tie Mingqiao couldn't help but gasped: "Yeah——"

"The privileges of the privileged class really exist all the time!"

The memory ended here, Tie Mingqiao looked at Prime Minister Tsushima's back, and couldn't help but think wildly.

[Go to the bathroom?Is the restroom in the hall occupied?Probably not, he left in a hurry, maybe there is something about work, it is not convenient to talk about it in the theater, and he went to the bathroom to make a phone call. ]

[Really busy, the Prime Minister is too busy with work. ]

Mr. Haraemon went to the bathroom and didn't come back for more than half an hour. Seeing that the drama would end in half an hour, he had to wonder for a while whether this person was coming back or not. If she came, wouldn't Ms. Ji be stranded in the theater alone?

Thinking about it, a sense of resentment suddenly arose in my heart.

[Um? ]

There are a few windows on the wall opposite the private room. The glass of the window is specially made. I don’t know if it is bulletproof glass or something else. It is put together with the wall full of small sound-absorbing holes. I have to gaze at Tokyo through the transparent wall. In the long night, looking at the red lights of the Tokyo Tower, as for the outside noise and small flying insects, they are separated into two worlds by a wall and the quiet theater.

The colorful lights of the sky exploded on the glass plane, police cars gathered from all directions, and the red and blue lights on the roof of the car turned "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa".Tie Mingqiao squinted his eyes, looking at the police car first, and then the densely packed ants.

[What's wrong? ]

He took out his mobile phone, and was not surprised to find that there were no reports, and the speed of the media was not that fast.

[Look at the hero forum. ]

Any industry has its own bbs forum, and heroes are no exception. Only those who have obtained the official hero license are eligible to register for the forum with their real names. The higher the hero ranking, the more content they can see. There are countless heroes in Japan. Last year's new round of rankings, the information that the sharp gun hero can grasp is unimaginable for ordinary people.Tie Mingqiao clicked on the app of the Hero Forum, and unexpectedly found that the first content on the top was located next to the theater.

Click on it, and there are a few shocking photos that need to be mosaiced. The heroes have seen too many miserable situations, especially the heroes in charge of rescue. It is not uncommon to say that the corpses are scattered all over the field, and broken arms and broken pictures are not uncommon. Tie Mingqiao looked at the body that had been cut into several pieces, and instinctively felt uncomfortable, but he just frowned, and then looked down.

／Nearest Enemy／

/ Is it out again?dismemberment case/

/ The frequency of crimes these days is too high, is there any reason? /

／Is Olumite not here? /

Colleagues piled up the discussion building very high. He swiped the screen of his mobile phone, and a secret anxiety arose in his heart. Even if Tie Mingqiao is a big-hearted person, he will not forget the reason for being hired. It is better to say that he has heard of it before. Yes, all the secret worries that had been lingering in my heart for a while came to the surface.

[The words of insiders are easily coveted by people from all sides]

[Speaking of which, the recent dismemberment cases all happened around Ms. Ji]

[Please keep her safe]

Worries surfaced, but the heart sank to the bottom of the sea.

His finger stayed on the screen and swiped upwards, and more details and discussions about heroes were locked in his mind.

/ When did the incident happen? /

／The results of the autopsy have come out, what happened half an hour to 10 minutes ago／

/the prisoner/

／Need to search, haven't run far／

／But next to it is the Tokyo Theater. I heard that there is an opera coming tonight. Ordinary moviegoers are fine, but the more advanced ones／

/... silence /

After a while, a bubble was punctured, and two or three waves appeared.

／The places where the body was dismembered several times before were also near high-standard places, such as reading salons for ladies, piano recitals, jewelry tasting centers/

/This comment has been deleted/

"click"

He pressed the button on the side of the phone and locked the screen. The face was reflected in the black screen very clearly. Tie Mingqiao could see the cold sweat slowly flowing down his cheeks. After just browsing the forum for a long time, the sweat almost all over his forehead.It was autumn, it was slightly cold, and the air in the theater was circulated. The central air-conditioning was not heating, and the sweat was suffocating in the big environment. One can imagine the panic in my heart.

The music stopped, and there was a deafening clapping sound from the crack of the door, much louder than the singer's beautiful voice. The door opened again, and the first person to squeeze out was Miss Shi, her face was iron white, The cold light hit her face, coupled with an overly serious expression, she looked like an iron man.

"Mr. called and has something to deal with, so he won't come back." She whispered, "Some incidents happened next to the theater, first protect Miss Ji to leave." She said, "The people in the theater should be We were blocked at the door and checked one by one, sir has made arrangements, we can leave early through the side door."

[Will you not participate in the review together? ]

Thoughts swirled around in his mind, but Tie Mingqiao knew that he didn't say anything. It was a very stupid question. "The emperor breaks the law and the common people are the same crimes." No matter which country or era it is in, it is just a beautiful slogan like a slogan.

"Our job is to protect Miss Ji's safety." Miss Shi said, "You can do it."

She leaned closer to Tie Mingqiao, the distance between them was lower than the safe distance between a man and a woman, and he could even smell the woman's body.

The aroma of fruit is gone, instead there is a faint rusty smell.

In a corner where Miss Shi could not see, Tie Mingqiao's expression changed.

It was the smell of blood.

……

"The third murder case." Xiuzhi grabbed a croissant from the dining table. A slit was opened in the middle of the crispy croissant, and a fried soft-shell crab was stuffed. It is said that this is the way of eating in Australia. Like, whether it is sea crab, river crab or soft shell crab, as long as it is crab, it is his love.

"What do you think, Mr. Tetsuna," he said, "You don't look very well."

Tie Mingqiao's eyes were black and blue, and he stayed up all night last night. He did serious business. He read all the information related to the dismemberment case on the Hero Forum, took notes, and called the person in charge of the case in his own name. The hero and the police, after selling an unknown number of favors, realized the whole picture of the case.

/The corpses were cut neatly, all three of them, the strength of a normal person should not be able to cut off the bones cleanly at one time, if it is not cut by personality, the enemy should have a strengthened personality. /

/The second body was burned so badly that parts of the body were burnt to ashes/

/That's right, it was cut after burning, probably to destroy the evidence. /

/ The identity of the deceased has not yet been identified. As for No. 1, the fingerprints correspond to the fingerprints left by a certain place where the enemy was raging before. /

/Yes, he is also an enemy. /

"My opinion..." Tie Ming wondered, should he tell Mr. Xiu Zhi?The average child should not know these things.

[But he is no ordinary kid. ]

He is convincing himself.

[Xiuzhi-kun is very smart. Now that I think about the problem of the box in the theater yesterday, he must have reminded me on purpose, in order to make me more vigilant and get closer to the truth of the incident. ]

[He must really want to protect Ah Ji. ]

He decided to make Xiu Zhi his little ally.

"Do you also feel that Ji is in danger?" he asked.

"Ah, so you just realized it, Mr. Tetsuna." Shuji said, "Miss Ji's words have been an accident system since before, and they intentionally or unintentionally attract ghosts and monsters."

Tie Mingqiao began to struggle again.

Xiu Zhi looked at him: "Okay, Mr. Tie Ming, who is indecisive, come and tell me, what did you find out, who is eyeing the lovely Miss Ji again."

"I'm not sure." Tie Ming finally said, he felt that Mr. Xiuzhi might be the only one who didn't need to be too defensive and stood by him in this weird and fortified mansion. Looking back now, when he felt that Miss Shi Even Prime Minister Tsushima gets weird when things go wrong.

[Why did he leave suddenly, does he really know nothing? ]

"If you want to know the background of the people in the mansion, I can help you." Xiu Zhi said, "Everyone's records can be found."

"Really?" Tie Mingqiao's face glowed brightly, and he rolled up from the grass, "How to check, will others know?"

Xiu Zhi smiled: "How can I let others know." He took out a mobile phone from nowhere, and fiddled with the screen with a thumb. The action is really like the hacker in the movie.

[As expected of Mr. Xiuzhi who has completed his junior high school studies] A wave of admiration suddenly rose in his heart. His grades were not bad when he was studying, and if he was bad, he would not be able to get into Xiongying, but if he used Xiuzhi as a reference, he would be too far behind .

"Found it." He handed the phone forward.

The interface is very technological, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He glanced down, and those names he hadn't heard and faces he hadn't seen were skipped.

Shen Lanshi, the name slammed into his eyes.

"No matter which country you are in, as long as there are gods in your surname, it must have a long history." Xiu Zhi obviously didn't look at his phone, but he already understood it. His eyes are clear, and he is not confused about everything in the world. "Miss Poetry is also a descendant of the old Chinese. A long time ago, her family served as a subsidiary of Miss Ji's family and served the master's family from generation to generation."

"What?" Tie Ming was fascinated by the sound, and at the same time, he was terrified by this unimaginable relationship. In Japan, there is indeed a tradition of courtiers serving the monarch, but that was before the arrival of the individual society, and after the arrival of the individual society, Ceremony collapsed and music deteriorated, and the class has undergone a second adjustment, and there is very little tradition of monarchs and ministers.

"That is to say, Miss Shi grew up with Miss Ji since she was a child, as her guard and protector."

He said meaningfully: "In order to protect Miss Ji, she can do anything, do you understand what I mean?"

[Threats, torture, killing, setting fire, cleaning the gravel in the middle of the road, taking care of the vegetation in the orchard, as long as it is Miss Ji’s wish, as long as she judges that Miss Ji is good, Shishi is willing to do anything. ]

[Miss Ji's happiness is her happiness, and Miss Ji's sorrow is her sorrow. ]

[He is really a puppet-like person who has no independent opinions and is full of independent opinions. ]

"But there is no poetry in our class." He was sure, "I have read books with Ah Ji for many years, and there is no such person in our class."

But Xiu Zhi said: "There is no such person, or there is no such appearance, no such name."

Tie Mingqiao felt his hair stand on end, and a coldness rushed up along the dog's tail bone: "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is." Xiuzhi said patiently, "A person's appearance can be changed, personality, plastic surgery, etc., a person's name can also be changed, and even a person's vocal cords can be operated on. It has been famous since ancient times. For the profession of ninjas, they need to be proficient in disguise and proficient in stealth skills."

"Gudong—" He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"It seems that there is someone." He sorted out the vague and unreal memories, "From kindergarten, to elementary school, to junior high school, he was in the same class as us, with thick bangs, not very talkative, the presence in the class Feeling weak."

Girls don't care about people, let alone boys.

"Where are the five senses?" Xiu Zhi said, "Can you remember her five senses?"

"No, it's a blur, like it's covered with steaming water."

"Oh." Xiu Zhi said, "You turn one page down."

Tie Mingqiao froze when he tapped the screen again.

"Do you still have an impression of this face?"

It was a big headshot, black hair, straight bangs, shoulder-length straight hair, bright eyes, but foggy because of the color of the pupils, the girl is very serious, after careful inspection, she is serious to the point of harshness He was very unpopular, but Tie Mingqiao had seen a lot of similar looks in the past two days.

——The look of poetry is like that.

[No, the way she looked at me was even more disgusting, as if she was looking at earthworms and bedbugs buried in the soil. ]

"I remember Ms. Shi's previous name, which is not eye-catching at all." Xiu Zhi said, "Is it called Yamada Akiko or Yamada Hanako? That's it. Anyway, it looks boring and hard to remember."

"It's really amazing, Miss Shi."

[How can one person do this for another person? ]

[It really is love, it’s really scary. ]

"How far is your love, Mr. Tetsuna?" Xiu Zhi's voice was so soft that only he could hear it.

"If you're a hero, you really shouldn't be so determined," he said, "only in this way can you escape from the woods full of red spiders, and you can escape."

[Only a ray of sky light can break through the fog barrier that lingers in the woods for years. ]

……

Poetry's biological clock is very precise. At 04:30 in the morning, she opened her eyes on time, and almost in the next second, the alarm that was set was ringing.

Petticoats, scarves, ribbons, leather shoes, all put on meticulously.

The small steel saber was placed upright on the bedside table. She pulled out the small saber, and her personality overflowed from her fingers. The chilling wind wrapped the small saber, and the blade was infinitely elongated, reaching a length of nearly one meter.

She swung a knife so sharp it could cut through the sun.

Today is another new day.

[Body: Osamu Dazai (Shuji Tsushima)]

[Synchronization rate: 85%]