Why aren't people raising me

"You lied to me even among the bastards! You didn't die at all—!"

"It caused me to shed tears for you... Ah no, I didn't cry."

Shirase said sophistry.

Masaharu Nakahara smelled a strange aroma.

The aroma that can increase people's appetite like food, but it is not like any smell that Masaharu has ever smelled, but it can arouse his instinct.

Fortunately, before he turned into a ghost, he stuffed himself with pizza, so he wouldn't lose his mind even if he was hungry.

It turns out that ghosts feel this way when they face humans.

It turned out that the ghost spider family has kept a delicious steak for so many years, and they still have love for this steak.

Something seemed to flicker in Adam's eyeballs, "This machine discovered something, your biomagnetic field is a little different from that of ordinary children."

"...This machine?"

Nakahara Masaharu habitually glanced over his head, then opened his eyes wide in horror,

This person has no time to die—!

"Are you afraid? This machine is a robot detective, not a bad guy." Adam said seriously.

"Machine... Interpol?"

Isn't this even more frightening? Isn't the technology in society so advanced now?

Adam hugged Yazhi, looked at the situation in his eyes, and then jumped to the corner of the warehouse vigorously, "Violence has a great negative impact on the growth of children, so don't look at it."

Shirose followed behind him, "Masaji, are you okay? It's terrible, you were kicked into the wall by that lunatic, how are you feeling now?"

"I'm fine."

Masaharu looked at Shirase, stunned for a moment.They haven't seen each other for a year, and seeing them now feels like a lifetime away.

"It's good? That's a kick that can break ribs." Shirase grinned as if feeling the pain, he knelt down and touched Masaharu's face, and then touched Masaharu's chest, "But it looks really No injuries."

He even laughed limply, "You guy, you've grown a lot taller in one year."

"Mr. Shirase, now is not the time to play around." Adam pushed Masaji into Shirase's arms, "Take this child away, and I will help Mr. Nakaya."

Yaji fell into a firm embrace.

Only then did he realize that the gray-haired boy's arms hugging him were extraordinarily strong, as if he was afraid of throwing him away.

Adam immediately turned around and rushed towards Verlaine. His legs were made of unknown material, they were hard and flexible, and there was a small crack when he stomped on the ground with power.

"Let's go." Shirase barely looked away from them. He said to Masaharu, "The battle between people with different abilities, the battle between criminal police and wanted criminals, has nothing to do with us."

We are implicated victims.

"No." Masaharu tightened his grip on Shirase's clothes, "This is brother fighting for me." Perhaps he was also fighting for Shirase.

So we are not outsiders.

"Masaharu?" Shirase's eyes widened in surprise, "What are you thinking, you can't do anything if you pay attention to this."

On the other side, Zhongyuan Zhong has been confronting Verlaine.

In fact, there are not many precious stones in the underground warehouse. They are precious things. Even if they are placed, they must be locked into a safe to protect them firmly. There are more clothes and furniture decorations here. The shelves of several merchants are connected, so the area is large enough .Not far away, Verlaine was stepped on by Zhongye Zhongye, but it was only because the unexpected attack succeeded.

"We meet again, Chuya." Verlaine laughed, "You are still so reckless."

"Reckless?" Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his tone slightly, "Facing you, I find it very difficult to maintain my sanity..."

"That's not okay, you should learn to control your emotions." Verlaine said, and straightened up a little bit, Zhong Yuanzhong also found that no matter how much force he used, he couldn't press him down, and even the pressure of gravity had stagnated , he was forced to put his feet away, and kicked down hard, but was blocked by Verlaine's undamaged arm, "At least listen to what brother has to say first."

"I have nothing to say to you."

Zhongyuanzhong also assumed a fighting posture as if facing an enemy,

After the initial panic passed, Verlaine had completely calmed down. He waved his arms to separate Zhongye, pulled the sleeves of his clothes to wrap the cut tightly, and the blood had already smeared on the ground, "Our meeting is not on my In the plan, I hope this time, you won't be like a beast again."

The voice fell, as if the signal for battle was sounded,

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly felt that he was extremely heavy, cracks appeared on the ground under his feet, and the bones even made the sound of being overwhelmed.

"In terms of the control of gravity, you can't beat me at all."

Verlaine's voice was crystal clear.

Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth, raised his heavy legs and swept across, he and Verlaine fought, exhausted all his strength, all the fists and kicks that could penetrate the iron wall were caught by Verlaine, followed by a counterattack.Verlaine's actions showed no pity. They clearly said they were brothers, but they seemed to be fighting against an enemy. The wind blown between the two of them seemed to be able to scratch the skin of a person. Maybe it was Verlaine who let the water go. the result of.

In this impenetrable attack, under the pressure that ordinary people can't breathe, Verlaine still has the strength to speak steadily, "You shouldn't be entangled with me now, you should hurry up and pursue your own life experience."

"No? Is it what you said you should do? I just want to chop you up, or how can I offset the injustice Yazhi suffered."

Verlaine said meaninglessly, "Your brother is not dead."

He kicked Nakaya in the face, and then hit his elbow on the back of his neck. When the boy lost his balance and fell to the ground, he stepped on it just like Nakaya just did.

The boy whimpered and swallowed the pain into his throat.

"Honestly speaking, there is nothing we should do." In the end, Verlaine became a sentimental poet, "I don't know why I live, but I should live and live. In the final analysis, the last thing we should do is to be born."

"Noisy!"

"Noisy!"

Those were two voices superimposed on each other, one from Chuya Central Plains and the other from Masaharu Central Plains.

Shirase looked at his empty arm as if he had realized it, and exclaimed, "Masaharu?! When did you go there!"

Adam was also very surprised, "Mr. Shirase, I thought you could take care of at least one child. Don't tell me you haven't used it to this extent?"

Nakahara Masaharu was standing on the shelf with the widest viewing angle, and Shirase was surprised that he hadn't noticed when he climbed up. The child bravely and fearlessly choked at the blond assassin king,

"The birth of Chuya was wrong? No, it is not, absolutely impossible."

"If you can't listen to the big truth, then use the simplest and clearest example!"

Masaharu Nakahara put his hand on his chest, facing Nakahara Nakahara's shocked gaze, and Verlaine's surprised and slightly impatient eyes, he was forceful,

"If Nakahara Chuya hadn't been born, then Nakahara Masaharu would have died on that snowy night—!"

***

That snowy night.

Masaharu Nakahara opened his eyes in the cold weather,

He saw the clearest eyes.

Those hands that were so cold that they were about to lose consciousness picked him up and wrapped him in the clothes on his chest.

***

"That's right." Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed, the laughter was a bit frivolous and proud, mixed with his embarrassed posture and blood-stained cheeks, it seemed extraordinarily free and easy, "Maybe you think so, but I never I didn't think that my birth was wrong, and I still have a lot of things to do, even if I know what a tragic role my real life experience is, I won't feel unbearable or sad."

Verlaine seemed a little silent.

He seems to have finally realized that the relationship between these two people is more sincere and unbreakable than he imagined...?This feeling is hard to describe in words, he just felt... the long-lost shock.

"you……"

Suddenly, he stepped back and was forced to stop Zhongye's suppression.

A bullet was about to hit him, but it stopped strangely in front of him. It was shot by Adam, but it was not enough for Verlaine to change his position. What he really avoided was the line of unknown origin.

Not one, but countless threads, they are scattered among the shelves, almost forming an impenetrable cage, but they avoid the side of Zhongya, only pushing Verlaine into a corner and surrounding him.

"What exactly is this?" Verlaine reached out and touched it suspiciously, but blood was drawn on his fingertips, "It looks as thin as a spider's silk, but it's harder than steel wire..."

"I said, beat someone else's brother in front of others, what kind of habit do you have?"

Nakahara Masaharu stretched his fingers, and his angry voice became calmer.

Verlaine did not answer.

He hastily picked up his severed arm. It turned out that he had been moving towards his severed arm without realizing it.

"Today is really not a good day for traveling," Verlaine said.

He raised his eyes pointedly and looked up, and Masaharu realized that he was referring to the mafia gathered on the first floor, those were Chuya's subordinates, and they might also be targeting Verlaine's mobile unit.

But Verlaine would not take those people seriously.

Masaharu Nakahara's eyes fell on the severed arm.

"Blood loss..." Yazhi opened his eyes slightly, "Adam, he has a reaction from blood loss!"

"This machine has been discovered."

Adam took the opportunity to shoot at him one after another, but those bullets were blocked by an invisible wall in front of Verlaine, and even - even bounced back at a greater speed.

The sparks of fire that rubbed against the air were dazzling and terrifying. Adam rushed over to block Nakaya, and Masaharu jumped in front of Shirase to bear the attack for him.

Bullet holes appeared in his forehead and arms crossed on his chest, Shirase saw only spattered blood, "Ya, Maji! Are you okay—"

Another bullet passed by, Shirase shrank his neck, and instinctively hid behind Masaharu.

Nakahara Masaharu pulled out the bullet on his forehead with a stiff face. His skull is relatively hard. When it grows, it does not squeeze out foreign objects like muscles, but it is completely embedded, whether it is out of hiding ability or avoiding pain. The purpose of digging out quickly is the best.

This scene happened to fall in Shirase's eyes.

The gray-haired boy fell to the ground with a thump, his legs were weak and he rubbed back a few steps, with a look of horror on his face.

The other two didn't see it.Zhong Yuanzhong also supported the ground and wanted to stand up. His back seemed to be injured, and the pain made his sweat drip down mixed with the mud. He stared at Verlaine, not daring to look away.

Verlaine stood peacefully, "I was a little confused for a moment."

The meaning of these words is vague, but it seems to be understandable: he is thinking about the meaning of existence, thinking about Yazhi's position.

He said generously, "So, you can let go of the first target for now."

After finishing speaking, there was a bang.

That was the sound of the ground collapsing. Verlaine increased his own gravity, causing the ground on the first floor to sink unbearably. The wandering cracks surrounded the Central Plains. Adam quickly picked him up and held him under his armpit. .

Chuya: "Toy boy! Do you dare to change your posture!"

Adam: "This machine has observed it. With the size of Mr. Chuya, this is the best way to move."

They didn't relax for two seconds, the circle-like crack suddenly spread like a spider web,

Zhong Ye: "Who built this shopping mall?"

Adam: "This machine has been scanned, and the construction of the shopping mall is qualified."

Shirase: "What's the next level?"

Masaharu Nakahara said in a daze, "The underground garage."

"boom--"

The entire negative floor finally collapsed, and a large number of goods fell downward. Shirase ran over to hug Masaharu in a panic, and couldn't tell whether he wanted to protect Masaharu or be protected by Masaharu.

Then, there was another series of violent explosions.

"What what?!" Shirase panicked holding Masaji's waist,

Masaharu Nakahara was hanging with spider silk, and the hot air rushed to his face, and the bright fire light filled the field of vision,

"That fellow Verlaine..." Masaharu Nakahara gritted his teeth, "He blew up the underground garage!"

In this way, whoever cares about him, even the robot detective will temporarily give up the task of chasing him.

The vehicles are all filled with gasoline, and the distances between them are very close, and the cargo is even more flammable. Once an explosion occurs in one place, it will inevitably affect the surroundings.

Masaharu Nakahara looked around anxiously, "Is anyone there? Is there anyone in the underground garage?"

Nakahara Chuya said, "Adam! Leave me alone, save people!"

The first principle of the robot detective is to protect human beings, even if there is no order from Zhong Ye, he will do it as soon as possible.He put Zhong Yuan Zhong down. In order to reassure him, the young man insisted on not showing any signs of weakness, "I'm fine, the injury is not serious."

So Adam nodded, "This machine has high-tech thermal imaging and high-tech scanners, no one will miss it under the nose of this machine."

"Okay, okay, go quickly."

At the elevator entrance on the other side, the mafia who found the commotion had also rushed out.

Frightened by the flames, they stopped reflexively.

Zhong Yuan covered his chest and shouted at them, "Hurry up and save people!"

The scene couldn't be said to be chaotic or orderly at the moment, Masaharu Nakahara came to Chuya's side, wanting to say something.

As soon as his nose was sore, he wanted to rush over and hug him, but Chuya took a step back in shock, and said with a pale face, "Stop, you stop first, don't come near me."

"Zhongye..."

Masaharu Nakahara's emotions froze all of a sudden, "What's wrong...?"

"You, you..." Zhong Yuan said hesitantly for a long time, and muttered in a self-defeating manner, "Why can't the bastard mackerel find anyone now?"

Masaharu Nakahara was connected to his brain circuit almost immediately,

Masaharu: "...I am not someone else's disguise."

Nakahara Nakaya didn't reply, he looked at Masaharu Nakahara carefully, his eyes were alert and cold, and there was almost overflowing mourning.

Hair, forehead, eyebrows, nose tip, and the slightly pursed lips.

The same.

No matter where you look at it, it is exactly the same as Masaharu Nakahara.

He was even breathing and blinking vividly.

"I don't believe it." As if a scar had been torn open, Nakahara Chuya's voice could hear a subtle sense of suffocation,

Ever since Masaharu disappeared, his heart has been suspended, and when he followed the signal of the children's machine that Adam had explored, Zhong Yuanzhong was also in an angry mood.

Who moved Masaharu's body, who stole Masaharu's body?

What are they going to do with Masaharu, what are they going to do with the dead?

This anger burned his reason, and Nakahara Chuya's face was so dark that he seemed to want to cut others into pieces. Adam and Shirase didn't dare to hum along the way, so they could only rush on their way in a hurry.

And in the confined space while riding the elevator, he heard a very familiar voice exasperated: You killed me once, do you want to lightly kill me a second time?

Zhong Yuanzhong also almost stopped thinking.

He looked at the other two in disbelief, and found that their expressions were the same as his own.

Not a hallucination.

He was not the only one who had hallucinations due to day and night thoughts.

So what is it?

——Then, he saw the white-haired child standing opposite Verlaine.

My first reaction was to not believe my eyes.

He had been confronting Verlaine just now, forcing himself not to cast his gaze at Masaharu Nakahara, as if this would paralyze him.

"I can't believe it."

Zhong also said.

It is difficult to believe that once established facts are broken as much as you believe in yourself.

When Verlaine left, he had no reason to escape, and Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he had lost the ability to speak.

His hand covering his chest was trembling because of restraint or pain, and the cobalt blue eyes reflected a little fire, which seemed to be brighter than usual,

Masaharu Nakahara took a step forward unconsciously, "Don't cry."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took another step back.

Nakahara Masaharu stammered, "I, I have awakened supernatural powers, I am not dead... I am not fake, and this is not a dream... I don't know how to tell you..."

Zhong also seems to be tired of listening to his explanation, or doesn't care much about his words, "I also think no one can pretend to be so similar."

"but……"

But what an absurd thing it is to come back from the dead.

What's more, Masaharu of the Central Plains was put together by the Central Plains.

Rationality and sensibility are in fierce competition, and hopes are growing wildly in the bottom of my heart.

"But if I touch you with Disqualification, will you..." disappear?

These entanglements seemed meaningless in the face of the hasty reunion.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but open his arms,

"Come here, Yaji."

His voice trembled unconsciously, even Nakahara himself didn't believe that the voice came from him.

Masaharu Nakahara was overjoyed, and he jumped up with a smile, "Brother!"

Other details and stuff like that, just ask later.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hugged him tightly, like holding a lost and found treasure,

"Really, why do you seem to be sinking..."

"I ate a lot of pizza."

"That's not it……"

Zhongyuan Zhongya was actually thinking at this time,

Does the soul really have weight?

Otherwise, how can you let your heart fall back to its original place with peace of mind.