Why aren't people raising me

Matsuda Jinpei handled a case temporarily today, and everything went smoothly. He walked back to the apartment on the last ray of sunlight.

When going upstairs, he passed by a man in a hurry. It was a very ordinary encounter, but his intuition as a criminal policeman stopped him. He looked back at him strangely, but the man lowered his Hat brim, round the corner of the stairs.

There are no other residents on this floor... Newcomers?

Matsuda Jinpei walked a few more steps, and suddenly saw a shocking drop of red on the steps.

Like fresh, blood slipping from somewhere.

Matsuda Zhenping's pupils trembled,

Masaharu! !

He immediately rushed up with big strides, and quickly ran to Masaharu Zhongyuan's door, only to find that the door lock showed signs of violent damage.

Matsuda Jinpei knocked on the door eagerly, "Masaharu! Are you at home, is there anything wrong, Masaharu?"

But fortunately, there was a slight response soon, as if the throat was tightened and suddenly relaxed.

"Brother Matsuda?"

Matsuda felt relieved, "Masaharu, it's good that you're fine."

There was the sound of heavy objects moving in the room. Matsuda waited for a while before the door was opened. He bent down and subconsciously raised a comforting smile, "Masaji, you..."

A small figure suddenly jumped into his arms.

Matsuda was stunned for a moment, and then lightly put on Masaharu Nakahara's back, "Are you scared?"

Nakahara Masaharu nodded, but didn't move his face from Matsuda Jinpei's arms, "...I'm so scared."

Darryl laughed at Masaharu Nakahara's timidity and embarrassment, "You will be afraid of such a piggy one day, and you will be laughed out of your teeth."

Masaharu Nakahara showed a teary eye, completely taking the words of the god of death as fart.

"What happened?" Matsuda Jinpei asked.

Masaharu Nakahara replied without a pause, "I witnessed a murder case, I remember the appearance of the murderer, and I will tell you the whole thing."

Hey?

Matsuda Zhenping was startled,

Witnessed a murder scene?

The hands of the child in his arms were cold, and there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead, which was obviously a frightened reaction.

But why... so calm?

Although he personally asked what happened, Matsuda Jinhei actually had no hope of getting an answer. He felt that it was possible for a child of this age to cry out of his mind at this time, but Masaharu Nakahara clearly wanted to tell him the details. .

"Did you block the door? Good job." More astute than he thought.

Matsuda Jinpei bent over to match Nakahara Masaharu's embrace, while looking at the door lock that was about to be smashed, "When did it happen?"

"10 minutes ago. I was breathing on the balcony, and suddenly my eyes were dazzled by the light of the knife. Our perspective can clearly see the opposite building. It is the tragedy that happened in the third room from the left on the sixth floor. Brother Matsuda, hurry up Call the police."

"Did you speak up?" So the prisoner noticed it?

"No, the prisoner was vigilant if he was seen by someone after the attack. He looked out the window. He spotted me at a glance, and pointed at me with his hand...I think it was counting my floors. He wanted to Retaliate against me immediately, I didn't have time to go out, so I had to go home and hide first." Saying this, Masaharu Nakahara buried his head in Matsuda Jinpei's arms again, "It's a good thing you're back."

Masaharu Nakahara didn't see the inquiry and wonder in Matsuda Jinhei's eyes.

incredible……

Matsuda Jinpei touched Nakahara Masaharu's head to comfort him,

Is this talent?

He was actually thinking along the train of thought of the prisoner,

It is generally difficult for normal people to understand the motives of the prisoner's behavior. Most of them are confused, or think that the movement of the prisoner's finger pointing is just a threat and warning, rather than immediately responding that it is a signal to go to you.

Thinking of Masaharu Nakahara's experience of coming from a slum, Matsuda Jinpei felt a little heavy.

A wise man can see many things, and when guided well can make a good adult, but left unchecked can be harmful.

"I see. I'll call for someone right away. Do you still remember the murderer's face?"

Nakahara Masaharu nodded,

"Can you describe it accurately?"

"Yes, in order for my brother to find someone, I am very good at describing people's facial features."

Matsuda Jinpei: "..." How did you learn this skill?

"I'll take you to the police station to find a portrait artist. You can stay at my place for the next few days... No, I'll send you to Hagi's place. If the prisoner hasn't been caught yet, let your brothers and sisters hide as soon as possible. I'll let someone see it." to this place."

***

It may take a few days for the matter to be resolved. The victim was indeed found in that house, and Masaharu Nakahara, who was a witness, was put under intensive care.

"Will there be a bounty?"

Shogo heard about this on the phone, and his first reaction was to ask this.

Masaharu Nakahara said uncertainly, "... there should be."

"There must be, you remind them... Forget it, I will go to ask for it myself."

The other party hung up the phone immediately, and Masaharu Nakahara looked at the microphone that was coming out of the busy tone, and wanted to roll his eyes when he raised his eyebrows.

Daryl was so frightened that he stopped immediately, "Yazhi!"

"I know, I know, can you not be surprised."

These little habits have been cultivated since childhood, and it is difficult for Masaharu Nakahara to quit in a short time. He once spat at the robbers, but was caught by Nakahara Masaharu.

On the same day, Nakahara Masaharu was chased and spanked by Nakahara Nakaya.

Of course, his elder brother will not be cruel and heavy-handed. The chase between the two is more like a fight between brothers. In the dilapidated house that was built at random, Masaharu Nakahara shuttled freely in the cracked alley, smiling It was extraordinarily brilliant, and when beaten and begged for mercy, it also slipped and knelt very quickly.

"Chuya! The best Chuya—I know I was wrong, you put me down!"

"You don't even call your brother anymore, and you are getting smaller and smaller. Did you go with Shirase?"

The brown-haired boy held the white-haired boy under his arm and walked home step by step.

"Others' older brothers always carry their younger brothers behind their backs!"

"Your family doesn't have one, your brother can only be violent."

Masaharu Nakahara pouted, "No."

"What?" Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Not to be outdone, Masaharu Nakahara straightened his upper body, "Don't listen to the nonsense of the people inside the sheep, you are not fierce at all, you are very gentle... ouch!"

Nakahara Masaharu was hit on the head by Nakahara Nakaya, "You know how to praise me just after I hit you? Also, call me brother."

Masaharu Nakahara felt aggrieved, "...brother."

"... Are you really that unwilling?"

Masaharu Nakahara immediately shouted, "Brother!"

Nakahara Chuya was relieved now, his brows stretched, and he smiled brightly and gently.

Masaharu Nakahara was hit knowingly, and immediately blew a rainbow fart, "Chuya, you smile like a breeze."

"What kind of strange description is this?"

"I don't know, I learned it from the composition paper that elementary school students threw away."

"I'll buy you a few serious books next time, so don't learn nonsense."

"Oh."

***

I remembered Zhongye again.

Masaharu Nakahara put the phone back and made a face at the god of death, "Nakahara is not here, don't care about me, I'm mad at you and you are mad at him."

"Who are you talking to?"

The next moment, Matsuda Jinpei's voice suddenly came from behind him, and Masaharu Nakahara shivered, "No, I'm talking to myself."

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at the air in a strange way.

Nothing, is it because children love to fantasize?

The two sat down next to the bench again, and Matsuda Jinhei handed Masaharu a box of milk, "The monitoring has been called out, but the other party's anti-reconnaissance methods are quite powerful, and it seems that he is a veteran."

Masaharu Nakahara answered subconsciously, "Is it a professional killer?"

"……what?"

"It's the kind...the kind that makes black money in the gray world."

Matsuda stared at Nakahara Masaharu calmly, then reached out and pinched his face, "You little brat, how did you know this?"

Masaharu Nakahara smiled, the young man didn't pinch himself very hard, but instead made him feel a little cautious intimacy, "But if he is a professional killer, his face can be disguised."

"That's right." Matsuda Jinhei leaned over and supported his knees with his elbows, "So you are really dangerous. I plan to let you stay with my friend for a while."

"Hagiwara-san?"

"You know."

Masaharu Nakahara nodded, "When the criminal is not found, do we have to hide like this?"

"No." Matsuda said calmly, "It is our responsibility to protect you, and you should have a normal life."

Masaharu Nakahara was stunned for a moment,

"Protect me?"

"Shouldn't it be?"

"But we have nothing to do with each other."

The air was silent for a few seconds, and Masaharu Nakahara heard Matsuda ask calmly, "Masaharu, would you like to live with me?"

what?

Masaharu Nakahara felt that his reaction seemed to be half a beat slow,

Darryl's burst of laughter was particularly unpleasant, "Hahahaha Yaji, this kid really wants to raise you, hahahaha you can be his grandfather—"

Masaharu Nakahara: "..."

Nakahara Masaharu glared at her angrily.

Matsuda Jinping, who was shot innocently, was stunned: "What's the matter, don't you want to? I'm not forcing it, I'm just asking for your wish."

His bewildered look turned out to be naive and cute.

Nakahara Masaharu, who forgot to hide the interaction with Daryl for a while, waved his hand, "...No, I'm sorry, I'm not trying to kill you. It's just that I have an older brother, although there is no proper procedure... But if I go with you, there will be a kind of betrayal His bad feeling."

"If it's Shogo, I can talk to him."

Matsuda Jinpei felt that the family relationship he saw was so bad that it was not conducive to the growth of the child. The elder brother would use verbal violence, and the elder sister could not teach and accompany him. The two could not even provide basic material support. They are half-grown children. Although it sounds ruthless, objectively speaking, Yazhi is indeed a drag on them.

Under the impetus of these conditions, the most special thing is: Masaharu seems to have the potential to become a criminal - not Matsuda Jinpei's intentional guess, but based on his observations of Masaharu's various behavioral traces and tendencies: white-haired children The deliberate disguising when facing brothers and sisters, the lies that are inadvertently concocted in daily life, the strange knowledge, and the unreasonable familiarity and calmness of crimes, etc.

Most of the children born in the slums that Jinpei Matsuda knew had a bad ending.In the most innocent period, they wiped out their expectations and goodwill for society, so they will only return social violence and malice.

But now, the appearance of Masaharu Nakahara happily running towards him every time is so vivid and... heart-melting.

"If you are reluctant to part with your older brothers and sisters, you can continue to live with them, but you have to go to school, and you need an identity and guardian."

Guardians are key.

"I'm not reluctant to bear them." Nakahara Masaharu said, "The title of brother and sister is just because they are older than me in age, not the elder brother who raised me."

Nakahara Masaharu's older brother is named Nakahara Nakaya.

The young man was skinny and skinny, had no food to eat, no clothes to cover his body, and ignored the objections of the other children in the sheep and insisted on keeping Yazhi by his side.

It was a cold winter, and only those with material affluence had the leisure to appreciate the beautiful scenery brought by the wind and snow. The people in the slums only felt that they had ushered in a colder and harsher environment.At the most difficult time, some children would go to the trash can because they couldn't bear the hunger.

Zhong Yuanzhong picked up Masaharu that night.

"He's dying."

Holding Masaharu surrounded by only a thin cotton blanket, Nakahara Chuya said to his companions in a difficult voice,

"But he doesn't want to die."

"Huh? Chuya, what are you thinking? We can't keep ourselves, so we need to bring a burden?" Shirose, who has the best relationship with Chuya Nakahara, only thought that he didn't understand the situation, and showed kindness, "We at least I can still run and jump, and I will be able to go to work in a few years, but what can I do with a baby? Is it begging by crying, or attracting hateful guys? Our safe zone is already..."

"I raise him."

Zhong Yuanzhong also interrupted his companion's chatter, "I will find a way."

"What way?" The others sneered, "Are you rich? Are you capable? You are a guy who can't even fill his stomach."

Zhong Yuanzhong, who just came out of the laboratory, is not yet familiar with his own abilities, and the child in the sheep only regards him as an ordinary orphan.

"Throw him outside. If he meets someone with good intentions, he will be saved."

"But he's dying soon." Zhong Yuanzhong also felt the baby's weaker breathing each time, "It's so windy and snowy today, and it's so late, we have to find him something to eat."

"Then you go by yourself."

Nakahara Chuya bowed his head, his cobalt blue eyes were facing Kami Masaharu's open eyes, the shallow bloodshot eyes on the sclera were soaked with tears, looking sad and pitiful.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips and tightened his arms even more, "...Okay, I will go by myself."

Zhong Yuanzhong also covered the baby's frozen face, fearing that he would die unknowingly, so he lifted the thin blanket to observe carefully,

"...I'll try to send him outside when the weather gets better."

He is very beautiful and should be adopted by a good family.

***

Although, judging from the results, Masaharu Nakahara grew up with Chuya Nakahara.

They don't know that Yazhi can retain the memory of his infancy.

This extraordinary point doesn't seem to be given by the god of death. He has had it since the first life. At first, Masaharu thought everyone was like this. In his vague memory, when the white-haired ogre discovered this, he showed an extremely astonished expression.