What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

"These two students are new members of our cram school," the tutor wearing glasses said feebly in the face of the sharply reduced number of students in the class, "welcome everyone."

The students applauded rustlingly, shaking their heads and whispering.

Hondocho was in the front row, and Feng chose a middle seat. As soon as she took a seat, the girl next to her quietly approached her.

"I know your school uniform." She looked at Feng curiously. "St. Rudolph's, right? It's a famous church school. I heard that you are all going to board at the school. You are all young ladies!"

"It was the first time I saw St. Rudolph's students in the cram school," she leaned closer, "I feel that I am nurtured just by being close! Do you usually pray? Sing hymns?"

I feel like a familiar student.

"It's not that exaggerated, it's just that there will be a prayer ceremony before meals," Feng shook his head and smiled at her, "And I'm just an ordinary student."

"Hey—a little disappointed." She elongated her voice.

"It doesn't seem safe recently." Feng looked at this enthusiastic girl and found that she also had a round face, short black hair, and a few small freckles on the bridge of her nose. "How do you go back at night?"

"That's it... let's go back," Little Freckles smacked his lips, "My house is very close, and I failed the recent exam again, how dare I tell my mother that I can't come to class."

"And the cram school is very expensive," she sighed with her face on her face, "how much money will I lose if I miss a class!"

Although every time she came here, she was looking for someone to chat with, or she was drawing in a notebook by herself, so she didn't necessarily work hard.

She was lost for a while, then quickly turned her attention to other places, poking Feng's arm.

"The one in front belongs to St. Rudolph like you, right? Is she really a junior high school student? She looks so small."

Well, not only is he not a junior high school student, but he is already in his thirties.

Feng was silent for a while: "She is a junior high school student, and the two of us used to be in the same class."

One night, Little Freckles seemed to regard Feng as a bosom friend, and even made an invitation to "go together after school".

Helping little freckles to carry the schoolbag, Feng waited outside the toilet door, and Hondocho also walked towards her.

"how is the situation?"

"Among the girls who are still in the cram school, she is probably in the worst situation." Feng shook the schoolbag up and down with one finger. "Single-parent family, relatively self-reliant, and the financial situation is average. There are parents who pick them up or go with them.”

And what she cared more about was that little freckles seemed to be very interested in St. Rudolph, and she kept asking them about the prayers and rituals when they prayed.

"From the perspective of appearance, it also meets the screening criteria for prisoners."

Hondocho was in the front row, and the petite girls were basically nearby, and she quickly found out the information she wanted.

"Senior Mingpiao deduced this location based on the prisoner's movement trajectory." Some old equipment appeared in her hand at some point, like a scanner, "But the cram school has been closed for a while No, no suspicious figure has been found yet."

"Senior Hondocho, is this...?"

Feng watched Hondocho operate on the machine, and there seemed to be ripples constantly flooding the screen, and occasionally red dots would appear.

And the strongest fluctuation seems to be right beside her.

"This..." Hondocho showed a refreshing smile, "It's just a product of the old era that has been eliminated, maybe only this one is left in my hand, you see, it's very bulky. In terms of function, it may be ...can detect killing intent?"

"It sounds so mysterious." Feng held the mobile phone in one hand and typed in a chatty manner.

"Sorry, my two classmates," a man in cleaning clothes appeared at the end of the corridor, "Have you not left yet? It's been a long time since get out of class."

"We're still waiting for our companion to come out," Hondocho said without taking his eyes off the instrument, "Did it disturb your work?"

"It's all right." The cleaner was carrying a heavy bucket, "So there are still people in the women's room. I'll clean the men's room first."

"sorry to bother you."

Feng turned half of his body and watched the cleaner walk hunched over the corridor.

Although he was wrapped in a large employee uniform, it was possible to infer the man's strong physique, as well as the half cross necklace that leaked from his neck during his actions.

He walked all the way into the men's bathroom.

Hondocho raised his head: "Sure enough, there is no killing intent."

Feng was looking at the door of the women's toilet... It has been 7 minutes since Little Freckles entered, no matter how you say it, it has already timed out.

Standing at the door of the two toilets, Kaede and Hondocho looked at each other, and at the same time turned the doorknob and walked in.

"Yuki-chan, are you okay?"

The girl's voice echoed in the empty toilet, and the incandescent light above her head flickered twice, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, and turned off with a pop.

In the darkness, every little sound becomes obvious.

As long as you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of long breathing in a certain compartment, which seems to be buried in the throat.

"Yuki-chan, are you in there?" She shook the compartment door, "Are you okay?"

There is no response inside.

After a second, two seconds.

The door of the compartment was slammed open, and inside was a man with a height of 1.8 meters!

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, my lost lamb..."

He was wearing a black cloak, only half of his chin was exposed, and the palm-sized cross on his chest struck forward fiercely——

"!"

The man realized that something was wrong, turned around, and the girl who was tied to the toilet was still asleep, so what about the girl at the door? ?

There is no front or back, and there are narrow compartments on the left and right... The man looked up.

"I've been discovered." Supporting himself with one hand, Hondocho only showed his head. In the ignorant darkness, a pair of pink eyes gradually brightened. "Are you a one-on-one imitator?"

"What are you?!" The man turned pale in shock, pointed at her with a cross in front of him, "Don't come here!"

"It turns out that this is how the girls were kidnapped. They hid in the toilet cubicle early and waited for the last girl who was alone to come in...then they were incapacitated with anesthesia."

"Look carefully...it's just a little lamb with some strength. I thought it was a demon." The prisoner saw Hondocho's immature face and her body smaller than ordinary girls through the moonlight. Angrily, "Are you here to save a good friend? It's really touching."

He lifted off the black robe, revealing the muscular body underneath, holding the cross tightly in his hand.

"But, can you really do it on your own?"

The instrument in Hondocho's hand suddenly reacted violently.

Huge killing intent is gathering!

"What's wrong with you, classmate? This is the men's toilet, did you find the wrong place..."

The muscular man with the bucket was puzzled and looked at the girl who walked in strangely.

"Mr. Cleaner," Feng softened his voice, looking around in the men's bathroom majestically, "I don't know, have you heard about the recent serial disappearances...?"

"I don't know!" The cleaner tensed up, "It has nothing to do with me...! Don't fire me..."

"boom!"

Before the words fell, there was a sudden gunshot from the next door.

"Boom!"

And it goes on and on!

The cleaner was shocked: "What happened!"

He ran out in a panic, glanced at the women's toilet with his head, and was so frightened that he scrambled back a few steps. He didn't dare to look at the situation next door, so he dropped the cleaning tools and ran away.

Feng froze for a moment, and suddenly had a bad feeling, regardless of the escaped cleaner, Sato outside would stop him anyway.

She hurried to the women's room, only to find that it was pitch black inside, only a small figure standing in front of the window, with a silver edge dyed by the moonlight, and that figure was holding a gun in his hand.

"The incompetent and weak neon police... There is indeed such a saying that more than [-]% of the neon policemen have never drawn a gun in their lives, let alone shot and killed criminals. However, this does not include me."

Because of the distance, Hondocho's voice sounded light and ethereal.

"The place where the bullet hit is your stomach. After it penetrates, the gastric juice will seep into your internal organs and erode your body a little bit. But don't worry, this process will last for more than ten hours. During this period, you will not die. ...Don't move around, your kneecap has been completely broken, right? It takes a lot of effort to move, and if you are not careful, you will be permanently disabled. If you are imprisoned in this way, your life should be worse than death? I guess."

Feng turned on the flashlight, and the glaring light illuminated the small toilet. She found that Hondocho was standing at the door of a cubicle.

After discovering Feng, she turned around and smiled at her: "You are here, Feng. The prisoner is inside, and he resisted during the arrest process, so I shot."

Feng hesitated for a moment before slowly approaching.

"Devil!" The man with the cross in his hand looked at Hondocho's cute face no longer with contempt, but with horror, "You are a devil! You will be punished by heaven sooner or later!"

"There is no god in the world, so how can there be punishment from heaven?" Hondocho's voice seemed to rise from the bottom of the deepest pool, and finally turned into a small bubble, floating around in the air, "I am very Hate serial murderers...you are alive, you have no value, it's better to say-"

“The world is a better place without you.*”

The gun was aimed at the prisoner's forehead, and a gust of night wind blew in through the crack of the open window, lifting Hondocho's bangs. The old wound was like a small black hole, and several A streak of bright red blood.

Feng suddenly understood that the killing intent detected by that old instrument... belonged to Koharu Hondocho!

No wonder there was a red dot on it, but Hondocho said there was no killing intent! ——She planned to kill the prisoner from the very beginning!

"Senior Hondo--"

"boom--"

The bullet landed on the prisoner's cross, flying the metal product, and just fell into the toilet bowl behind him, splashing water and smelling bad smell, but he no longer cared about the props that worried about his connection with the gods, the wounds on his body were getting worse. Taking away temperature and life little by little... He is dying.

Such a vivid feeling and the burning pain in his internal organs made his complexion pale, he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't speak.

"Scared you? I'm sorry," Hondocho bent his eyes and smiled, covering his ominous pink pupils, "Are you wearing handcuffs? Also, the victim girl is in the next cubicle, go and see if she wakes up no."

"On the other hand, Uncle Mingpiao also found the place where the girls were detained. When they were rescued, they had no other injuries except some malnutrition, but the psychological wounds may take a long time to heal..."

When the case came to an end, Feng left work early as an assistant. She took two sets of school uniforms back to Chiyoda's villa. Since it was already late, she decided to sleep here for the night.

She sighed softly to the person on the opposite side of the video, she made the bed a little slower in her hands.

"However, Senior Hondocho is really... out of the ordinary, a bit like the old Uncle Mingpiao. I heard that she and Uncle Mingpiao worked in the same position 12 years ago, but she never returned to Tokyo after the group disbanded."

"I don't know what kind of group it is. It's so mysterious that it's hard for others to see traces after it's disbanded."

"I've heard about it." Gao Ming's voice was also tinged with contemplation, "12 years ago... there was a special operation team in the Metropolitan Police Department, which was dedicated to searching for rampant serial murderers at that time. However, in an accident, the entire garrison was turned into a sea of ​​flames, and since then, all traces of this group have been concealed."

"At that time, the police called them [Cang]."

"[Cang]...?" Feng fell down on the big soft bed, "I have no impression."

"By the way," she pointed the phone at herself, straightened up, and walked into the bathroom, "I'm going to remove my makeup soon, and I haven't let you see it yet—this is the makeup that Yuxiko put on for me, it's super amazing, and Our middle school is exactly the same!"

A beautiful face of a middle school student suddenly appeared on the screen of the mobile phone. Even after being distorted by the camera, Gao Ming couldn't help but laugh. He should know that Feng is very photogenic, especially when performing on the ice rink. She is as dazzling and dazzling in the movie as in the scene.

He had searched for videos of Feng when she first participated in the figure skating competition. She was a little more immature than her current appearance, but she was still very cute, and she still had a kind of aloof little adult spirit.

"It's really...but...love..."

"Huh?" The voice on the other side became intermittent. Feng narrowed his eyes and found that the screen was also froze. "Is there a problem with the network?"

She took a few steps back, and the picture returned to normal.

"what happened?"

Gao Ming watched Feng on the opposite side leave the camera, rummaged around, and suddenly realized something.

"Ah... Sure enough."

Feng found one from the water heater installed in the bathroom——

bug.