[Comprehensive] Daily life of local tyrants in love

Atobe Keigo took the letter paper: "Strange, why is there nothing written on it?"

The letterhead is not a blank piece of paper. The other party left this piece of paper, which means that there is something written on it, but human eyes cannot see it.

Qiaoqiao took the letter back, tore it into pieces, stood up, and threw it into the trash can not far away: "It's just a boring prank, let's throw it away early."

Even though there was nothing written on this note, Atobe Keigo always felt that it was not good to tear it up like this, but since it was not left for him, he had no right to interfere with her disposal.

The quartz clock on the wall struck nine.

Atobe Keigo said: "It's getting late, I'll take you back."

Qiaoqiao turned around to leave, walked a few steps and turned back, forked the remaining piece of cake on the plate and swallowed it.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

I always feel like this is what she should be like.

***

The busyness of school and competitions has made life more fulfilling again. Keigo Atobe has no time to be distracted and spends little time with his girlfriend.The two people spend less and less time together, even more than before they had to be together.

However, when they were in the tennis club, the two still saw each other from time to time.

This is a rare time together, although it can not be called alone.

Atobe Keigo always felt that the way Shishido Ryo looked at him these days was a bit strange, and he couldn't tell what that feeling was.

If something really happened, the other party would come to him, and Keigo Atobe was really not the kind of person who would give psychological counseling to his members.The tennis club has too much work to do, and most of his energy has been spent on physical fitness counseling, and now he can't spare any love to take care of the mental health of the club members.

The people in the tennis club are roughly divided into two categories, one is the positive selection, and the other is the non-positive selection. The list of personnel is not fixed. The non-positive selection can beat the opponent down by challenging the positive selection, and then get into the position by themselves.As long as they can win, no one will think that this is a disrespect to the seniors. Strength is everything in Bingdi.

As the minister, Keigo Atobe has a very important job every day, which is to review the training status and physical fitness table of each member, and based on these data, plan the training direction of the members as a whole.

Although the daily change is only a small amount, it is a qualitative accumulation in general. Only by paying attention to it every day and making corresponding adjustments can the members get the best improvement to the greatest extent.

This kind of ascetic work is naturally very effective, but it also consumes a lot of time and energy. Keigo Atobe is busy in the office. He never participates in training with the members, but this does not mean that he does not Training, on the contrary, he trained for a much greater length and intensity at other times and places.

Someone knocked on the door of the minister's room three times.

Without raising his head, Atobe Keigo buried the first batch of documents: "Please come in."

Everyone knows that they can't bother him at this time. After the other party came in, he didn't speak directly. Instead, he sat on the sofa for a while, quietly waiting for him to finish his work. There are so many things that he can't finish in a while. of.Atobe Keigo rubbed his mouth and stopped writing.

He was a little surprised when he saw the person coming, but felt that it was reasonable: "Miss Tuyumen, what do you want me to do?"

He is also wearing the Hyotei uniform, which doesn't feel so out of place on other girls. Tsuchimikado has a slender waist and long legs. Although he looks good in the clothes, he doesn't have a campus temperament.

She turned her head slightly: "I'm sorry to disturb Mr. Atobe, I'm here to ask for something."

***

Qiaoqiao was already approaching the gate of the head of the tennis department, and felt that there was an aura that made him hate it.

Pushing open the door, she glanced over coldly.

Atobe Keigo held Tsuchiyamen Qinghe steady, and let go quickly.

Before Atobe Keigo could say anything, Tsuchimikado Kiyokawa turned around and nodded towards Qiaoqiao: "Sorry, accident, excuse me."

She didn't mean to explain this matter much, she went straight around Qiaoqiao who was standing in front of the door, and went out.

There is no righteousness, no arrogance after a successful trick, but the same cold face, it seems to be sitting upright.

Keigo Atobe quickly explained: "Tsuchimikado just came to discuss the dissolution of the engagement, which is not what you think."

Qiaoqiao smiled: "What am I thinking, how do you know what I'm thinking?"

It didn't look like she was angry, but Keigo Atobe was still a little uneasy. He wanted to grab Qiaoqiao's hand, but her hand swam away like a slippery fish.

It's over and angry.

Keigo Atobe said, "Just now..."

Qiaoqiao looked up, expressionless: "I hate this smell on your body."

He was taken aback, thinking that she was saying something angry: "Good boy, don't be angry anymore."

Before the two quarreled, as long as he softened, the other party would also soften.

Qiaoqiao closed her eyes, white fingerprints were pinched out on the soft uniform.

Some places are changing uncontrollably.

She took a deep breath and opened her eyes: "I'm going to rest for a while, don't follow me."

Atobe Keigo slowly withdrew the hand that wanted to help her: "Okay."

His keen intuition told him that the current matter was not caused by Tsuchimikado, but the deeper clues could not be excavated now.

When did it start to become like this, Atobe Keigo is not very clear.

But the other party suddenly became indifferent, which is traceable.It seems that there has been an unusual atmosphere since the night of his official confession. Keigo Atobe couldn't tell what it was, but he could only watch it swallow the smile on her face little by little. .

What happened in the end, Aqiao will become what she is now.

She didn't dislike him, but began to resist his approach.

Every time Keigo Atobe tried to get close, she would change her face mercilessly.

Like this time.

……

Qiaoqiao is standing by the sink, her eyes are a little red in the mirror, at first glance it seems to be caused by lack of rest, but if you look carefully, this redness is not an eye disease, but a red bloodshot, rather like a red that has been accidentally diluted Painted red.

Washing it two or three times with clean water is futile, and it is useless even if you think about it. This is not really dyed paint, and it will disappear after washing.

These days, it’s not that Qiaoqiao has not felt the depression and irritability of Keigo Atobe. When two people are together, physical contact is unavoidable, but the more they get in touch with each other, something in their hearts will be released. It is the power that was suppressed before. But there seems to be something else.

Every time Keigo Atobe approached her, she felt as if she was suffering from manic symptoms, but these emotions were well buried by her. In order to avoid hurting others, she could only leave him early.

Presumably a harbinger of renewed strength.

Qiaoqiao stopped suddenly, the water splashed down her smooth skin, dripping onto the black marble table, and merged into a trickle into her shoes.

Could it be that "she" is coming back?

Impossible, Qiaoqiao scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it on the face, raised her head, her eyelashes were still sticky with the spray, and Keigo Atobe was blurred in the abnormal image of the water drops.

"Standing in front of the women's bathroom, others might think you are a pervert."

Qiaoqiao took the paper from him and wiped off the water on his face: "Jingwu, you..."

Keigo Atobe took her hand, but this time she didn't dodge again.

The male voice was gloomy: "If you don't want me to be found out as a pervert, then follow me quickly."

He doesn't want to know anything.

Qiaoqiao hesitated for a moment, and found that the restlessness in her body had calmed down, so she clenched his hand tightly.

"Let's go."

***

The past few days are still going through ups and downs, without too much restlessness, and the restless factors in the body may turn into real threats at any time.The power is swimming in the body, if you choose to give up recovering the power at the beginning, maybe you can control it, but it is too late now, Qiaoqiao can only control herself as much as possible.

She remembered what was written on the letterhead.

She had never seen the other party's inscribed surname before, and it probably belonged to some kind of demon-slayer family that was born in later generations. Although she didn't see the person who wrote it with her own eyes, she could get a glimpse of it from the lines in his words.

Smooth yet sharp.

She is a rare lobbyist. If she hadn't been greatly reduced now, the other party probably wouldn't be able to see anything.

Shiratori Sakura beckoned: "What are you thinking?"

Qiaoqiao came back to her senses: "Do you know the Chang family?"

"I know, but it's not very famous in Tokyo. In Tokyo, the Tsuchimikado family is the main family. In fact, this is also divided into the northern and southern factions. Just like a commercial enclosure, you have your sphere of influence. I also have my sphere of influence, everyone will not interfere with the river, and help each other when necessary."

Shiratori Sakura didn't bother to explain, and added a personal comment after the explanation: "Actually, I don't know much about the two families, and I haven't had much contact with them after all, but personally, I still prefer the scene Family."

"why?"

Qiaoqiao asked: "Could it be that the field is stronger than Tsuchimikado?"

Shiratori Sakura replied: "No, no, no, I just think that the Patriarch of the Chang family is more handsome. Wearing a blindfold or something is really cool. It seems that this kind of setting is popular now... the one with one-sided glasses handsome guy."

"Let me tell you, there are actually ghosts in this world."

Shiratori Sakura looked around to see if there was no one on both sides, and lowered her voice: "My cousin is a police assistant in the police station. He just became a full-time employee a while ago. To celebrate his promotion, our two families had a meal together."

Shiratori Sakura's elder brother Shiratori Ren Saburo is a standard son-in-law type, with a graceful temperament and no bad habits. Everyone thought that he would inherit the family business in the future, or become a lawyer or something. Unexpectedly, he actually participated in the In the judicial examination, he successfully entered the police station with excellent results.

Although Shiratori Ren Sanlang chose a different life path from his elders, but everyone is happy for him to achieve such results.After taking a few casual sips while pushing and changing cups on the table, he felt drunk, but couldn't resist Shiratori Sakura's request, so he casually told a story.

***

Shiratori Ren Sanlang aspired to be a police officer since he was a child.

After graduation, he entered the police station as he wished.

He didn't stay in the Tokyo Police Department for long, and brought his teacher to train Shiratori Ren Saburo as the next generation successor. Compared with the aging police department like Megushi Shisan, the Tokyo Police Department needs some fresh blood. People with a strong cultural background like him have become the first choice.

But the real training is not giving Shiratori Ren Saburo some paperwork. The teacher who brought him directly let him hang out with the grassroots. Every time an incident happened, he had to go to the front line, so he also witnessed many death scenes.

These death scenes are varied, ranging from peaceful deaths to bizarre crime scenes, most of which are "unnatural" deaths.

Abnormal death covers a wide range of meanings, but Ren Saburo Shiratori never knew that there is another extremely terrible meaning.

It's a pity that he didn't know it at that time, but it's useless to know, anyway, he should go.

So Shiratori Ren Sanlang relied on his young age and full of yang energy, so he took it hard.

Later he summed up his life: ignorance is the greatest happiness.

Those bloody scenes really scared him unconscious at first, but then he gradually got used to it: No matter how scary the blood is, it comes from people. If you are not afraid of people, why should you be afraid of the blood that flows from people?

Some of these victims chose to cut their wrists because they lost confidence in life, and some were murdered at home, or had an accident, touched something sharp and happened to have a heart attack, and could only watch themselves bleeding profusely And death...

The causes of death are all kinds of strange, not serious.

Tomorrow and accident, never know which will come first.

But over time, after experiencing many such scenes that ordinary people would have nightmares after watching, Shiratori Ren Saburo is most afraid of not this kind of scene, because at least these ways of death have reasons to follow.

Most of people's fear of things comes from the unknown. After conquering these unknowns, at least they will relax in their hearts.

Shiratori Ren Sanlang is most afraid of a scene without clues and very weird.

Not long after he first joined the police department, he once received a call to the police. The person who called the police was a brother from a food delivery shop. He told several police officers tremblingly that he had seen hell.

——Obviously when I received the money, I saw Japanese yen, but when I received it, it turned into ghost coins.

There is no way to file a case for this kind of alarm call. Shiratori Ren Sanlang felt that it was incredible that he had never experienced such a thing.

Could it be that money can automatically transform into magic?

But after arriving at the scene of the crime, Shiratori Ren Sanlang immediately returned to the door and vomited crazily as soon as he entered the room.

It's not like he hasn't seen bloody and terrifying scenes before, but the scene in front of him is really challenging.

A human-shaped thing that could barely be discerned was hung in the center of the beam, and red blood mixed with white mucus dripped down, forming a puddle on the wooden floor.

I can't see the facial features of this "person" clearly, and the tongue is sticking out because the knot is stuck in the lower throat. Other than that, the limbs are still intact... No, I can't say it is perfect.

The skin is gone.

The meridians all over his body are like the eversion shown in the textbook.

That kind of scene might not be acceptable to an old police officer with a good psychological quality, not to mention Ren Saburo Shiratori, whose construction period is not too long, only after rushing out of the door did he feel that the gloomy atmosphere just now dissipated a lot.

Later, when the inspection was even more troublesome, there was nothing on the ground except for the victim's blood and some tissue fluid—no fingerprints, no footprints, and no information to suggest what kind of person the murderer was.

The scene of the crime was a Japanese room used as a Zen room. There was only a square machine made of mahogany in it, without any decorations.

The room is really too clean. This kind of cleanliness means that there is nothing but the red and white things on the soles of the deceased's feet, not even the fingerprints of the deceased.

Who on earth could do such a heinous thing so viciously and cruelly?

The forensic medical examiner in the police station couldn't help but sigh, the person who did it was definitely a medical genius, he looked at this matter objectively without subjective feelings: the skin was peeled very completely.

Because the meridians on the body are complete, and nothing has been punctured.

It is very likely that it was done with one knife, and there is nothing too light or too heavy throughout the whole process.

But something strange also came out. To complete such an exquisite skinning technique, the skinned object must first be ensured to remain motionless, otherwise a slight struggle will change the intensity of the knife, resulting in flaws.

The most direct way to deal with frogs or mice in dissection experiments is to cut off their central nerves, so that they will not feel pain and will no longer struggle, thus will not have any impact on the experiment.

But the deceased's brain was intact, and there was no problem with his nerves.

There is no problem with the body, and there is no reason why the vocal cords are damaged and unable to make a sound.

In other words, he might have experienced the whole process of being skinned.

Doesn't it hurt?

Why not?

This is not a villa where people live alone. Although the sound insulation conditions of the apartment building are not bad, but at that time the instinct of survival will make people unleash their greatest potential. Did not hear any sound.

The test results came out, and the degree of digestion of the food in the deceased’s stomach showed three different time periods. The takeaway brother delivered more than once, and he delivered for three days in a row. Each time, he left the food at the door and took it away. Money by the crack of the door.But when the boss counted the amount of money at night, he found that there were a few extra coins in the cash register.

At first, the boss thought it was someone's prank, but he didn't take it to heart. He just asked the employees to be more careful when collecting money next time.

But something like this happened the next day, and he reprimanded the food delivery staff. After all, in the store, they order food directly by machine, and few people buy things with this kind of money.Although the store also provides delivery services, they basically choose to pay online, and there are not many cash payments, and there are only a few who come and go.

The boss reprimanded the employees not to let this kind of thing happen again, so as not to damage the store's wealth.

This frightened the takeaway guy, after all, he was very careful when he collected the money for the second time, but this kind of thing still happened, it is really incomprehensible.

On the third delivery, he brought a pen.

Every time a cash is received, a small marking number is made on it.

When the boss counted the turnover in the evening, he watched intently.

The ghost coin appeared again.

Thirteen.

The resident on the thirteenth floor, the man living alone who would put the money under the crack of the door, he remembered with sweat that in the past, the other party would open the door and give him the money, and even chatted with him, but these few days The other party didn't open the door at all.

So he called the police.

Shiratori Ren Saburo was afraid for the first time, and he had never heard of anyone who could still eat independently after death. The food was all contained in the stomach, and there was no choking in the trachea or other places.

But the death time of the deceased was before the second delivery.

In the end, this matter was handed over to Toshiro Odagiri. He did not let the police intervene in this matter. Instead, he went to Jingsi Chang from the demon family and handed over the responsibility of the case to someone who had nothing to do with the case. Person responsible for relationship and duty.

At first, Shiratori Ren Sanlang felt very strange and puzzled. He wanted to stop it, but was stopped by his teacher instead.

The teacher didn't explain much, but just added him to the entourage and was responsible for monitoring.

Shiba Jingji is a very mysterious person, dressed in an ancient kimono, wearing a blindfold, indifferent and taciturn, with a mean and sarcastic mouth.

What a worthless guy--except for that face.

This made the young Shiratori quite upset, but he still held back, he wanted to see what kind of answer the other party handed in.

Zhang Jingsi did not investigate the scene in detail like the police, so he took a few inexplicable things, compass and pointer.

After a little fiddling, the whole process took less than 10 minutes, and he stood up as if he was certain of something, and gave instructions to the few people accompanying him.

He says……

There are ghosts in the building.

Ghosts are different from ghosts. Ghosts are transformed by the evil energy in the soul after death, while ghosts are a kind of monsters. This kind of ghost happens to eat people.

Shiratori Ren Sanlang raised a question: "Since cannibalism, why not eat the whole thing, what does it mean to only peel the skin?"

Zhang Jingsi asked coldly: "Do you eat pork?"

This irrelevant answer made Shiratori Ren Sanlang startled, but he still answered truthfully: "Eat, what's the matter?"

Don't you want to treat your guests to something to eat?

He turned around with only one eye left, and the meaning in the eye was nothing more than mockery: "Would you like everything about a pig if you eat it, pig brain, pig eyes, pig nose...you eat all of these?"

of course not.

Thinking of the white pig's brain, Shiratori Ren Sanlang was brought back the horrible memories he saw that day.The disgusting acid water turned up in his stomach, and he couldn't help but glance at the culprit, only to find that the other person had turned his head long ago, and his mood was extremely dull, even Bingshan might not be able to match his temperament.

Since the other party must have a ghost, and it was all the help sent by his immediate superior, Shiratori Ren Sanlang naturally couldn't say anything in the way, and then he looked at the group of people and found a hidden beggar from nowhere.

There is no need to make any inquiries, the murderer is definitely this beggar.

Shiratori Ren Saburo could already hold back the sour water in his stomach.

The beggar held a bunch of white things in his hands, exuding a strong fishy smell, which could be clearly smelled from such a distance. He was burying his head in the food, when he saw someone coming, he raised his head and smiled stupidly for a while.

Shiratori Ren Sanlang couldn't help doubting again: How could this be a murderer, with a broken leg, and he wouldn't run away when the police came, how could a murderer be so big-hearted.

But the victim's skin was in his hands.

Zhang Jingsi took out a talisman, and the beggar's expression changed drastically, as if he saw something terrible, but his expression became silly again, like two people.

The exorcist didn't care about his change of face, and knocked him unconscious without changing his expression. A trace of white mist escaped from the beggar's body, and was put into a bottle by Zhang Jingsi.

Then he left.

Shiratori Ren Sanlang asked: "What about this person?"

Zhang Jingsi didn't turn his head back: "That's your business, it's out of my control."

He was a little angry, but after thinking about it, it was indeed his own business.

The accompanying police officers had no choice but to tie the beggar back. The beggar was still ignorant and confused. He didn't know what he had committed, until he saw the human skin on his body and shook on the ground in fright.

It is no different from the reaction of people with normal psychological quality.

It seemed that he was completely unaware, but judging from the surface of the matter, he was indeed the murderer of this incident, and he didn't know how his chief would judge him.

The sentence was too light to explain to the public.

But at that time, Shiratori Ren Saburo really realized that there is a world that he has never touched. That world is weird and full of bloody and terrible things.

***

A whole story is over.

Shiratori Sakura kept staring at Qiaoqiao's expression, and tried to tell the story to make people fearful, and the atmosphere was well rendered, but there was no trace of fear on the other party's face at all.

People who tell horror stories or ghost stories care most about the reaction of the listener. It is best to have a frightened face, or at least a normal reaction of a little fear.

But the reaction of the people in front of her can defeat her: "Men who have heard my ghost stories will be silent, women will cry, why don't you react at all!"

Qiaoqiao tried hard but couldn't express any frightened expression: "Actually, pork skin jelly and brain flower are a very famous dish..."

She really couldn't think of anything else, and there was nothing terrible about this kind of thing.

Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Shiratori Sakura also gave up, and after a while her eyes lit up again: "I have one more thing that no one knows about."

Qiaoqiao asked: "What?"

"Do you still remember that girl who was so beautiful at the banquet last time? It was the one from Yingde Academy, the one you told me to go away in desperation."

Shiratori Sakura sighed: "I think you were super handsome at that time, why can you do whatever you want with a pretty face, and even want to seduce other people's boyfriends, it's shameless, fortunately, you pointed it out, otherwise you will see In that case, I don't know how many people will be deceived by her appearance."

Qiaoqiao said: "This kind of thing is what you love and what you want. Even a hook is a straight hook. Only the other party is willing to take the bait and can bite. Since there is no coercion or temptation, what is there to blame?"

The key to straight hook fishing is whether the fish is willing to bite the hook.

Santiao Yingzi's misdeeds have nothing to do with her, but this kind of rhetoric can be applied to others, and it is a dream to get involved in her things.

Shiratori Sakura nodded: "It's true to say so, but her relationship is too messy... I think even if there is a need, they should come one by one, instead of being ugly like Sanjo Sakura, stepping on her feet at once. There are several boats, who does she think she is? Although those people in Yingde are a little ignorant, they are almost all from the mansion. With two minds, it is too easy to think of all of them with one face."

But you speak so righteously as if Santiao Yingzi has already succeeded, so Qiaoqiao asked: "So Santiao Yingzi capsized?"

"I can't say that, and I don't know how to say it."

Shiratori Sakura frowned, a little aggrieved: "It's because of Sanjo Sakura's promiscuity, but I don't know why the Daoming Temple Secretary who seemed to have no interest in her at the banquet before took the hook again, obviously he seemed to like her before. That girl named Makino Shancai is here, so if a man changes his mind, he becomes a fast, superficial visual animal..."

After cursing a few words off topic, Shiratori Ying turned her thoughts back to the right track: "Anyway, I don't know why, the lame-eyed Daoming Sisi has taken a fancy to Santiao Yingzi again, and it's even worse than before—I'm talking about him Back then, when he and Makino Shancai had a big love affair, this tyrannosaurus rex publicly announced that Sanjo Yingko was his woman in Yingde Academy, and no one was allowed to bully her."

But it was clear that not long ago he was hanging out with Makino Shancai.

This kind of scumbag makes Shiratori Sakura unappetizing: "If it's just like this, it's fine. For Sanjo Sakurako, it's pretty good to be next to such a wealthy son-in-law, but she is not satisfied. In private Hooked up with another one, that boy is from a mediocre family, but he is very good-looking..."

She simply told the story.

Santiao Yingzi wanted both money and beauty, so she put Daoming Temple Secretary and used his money to raise a little boy. Daoming Temple Secretary has always been very generous to the people he values, no matter if it is money or anything else. I will give generously.As a result, Sanjo Yingzi's economy suddenly became more prosperous.

When Daoming Sisi gets better, a poor man can be promoted to the middle class. With his help, Santiao Yingzi will undoubtedly be on the way.

But at this time, she accidentally ran into a handsome boy, but Yingde, who was also an ordinary student in his family, showed great affection for Sanjo Yingzi, even if there was Daoming Siji on him. Threats, and no fear.

A man who is not afraid of big risks to show courteousness to himself quite satisfies Sanjo Sakurako's vanity, and the other party is indeed quite good-looking, even Daoming Siji can't compare with him.

Sanjo Yingzi couldn't resist the boy's hospitality, so without Daomingsi's knowledge, she got mixed up with this guy. She didn't like this kind of guy who only has a face but no money. The problem is that she Now that you have money, you naturally don't need other people to follow suit.

As long as he can make himself happy.

But even though Daoming Sisi is an arrogant dragon with no extra brains, it doesn't mean that the other people in F4 are idiots. Except for Hanazawa who doesn't care about everything, Ximen Zongjiro quickly noticed that there was something wrong with this girl, so he checked carefully Tan found out that the other party really put a cuckold on Daoming Sisi.

Everyone originally wanted to hide this matter from Daoming Sisi, because he has a very violent temper, he always does what he wants, and never cares about the consequences, because there is always someone who will pay for him.

But this time, Daoming Temple Secretary accidentally found out about this matter. He couldn't find Santiao Yingzi for a while, so he went directly to the boy, and found that the other person looked familiar.

The boy smiled when he saw him coming.

"Is the green hat okay?"

He did it on purpose.

He was originally the young master of a modest company, with his parents present and a harmonious family, but because he accidentally ran into Daoming Sisi, he put a red note on him.This kind of disaster didn't just spread to him. Those businessmen who wanted to flatter the Daoming Temple family heard about it and withdrew their cooperation with his father's company one after another, which caused the company's capital turnover to be poor and eventually went bankrupt.

It was just an accidental touch, and he didn't do any other unforgivable things. Why did the other party want to drive him to death like this?

Didn't he know that what he did would send a man straight from heaven to hell?

Maybe he doesn't know, but maybe he knows, and he won't take this matter to heart at all.

Because he is so lofty, he has never experienced the sufferings of the world, and he doesn't know that there are ways of life in this world that he has never seen before.

The Secretary of Daoming Temple listened to his words in a daze, and suddenly felt a little guilty, but his proud self-esteem would never allow him to admit his mistakes: "Is this what my uncle did when your company went bankrupt? But anyway, this matter Since it was caused by me, my uncle will find a way to let the family invest to help you tide over this difficulty..."

The boy looked at him and smiled.

"no need."

His father committed suicide by jumping off the building under the pressure of the company's bankruptcy.

Only a mother who is completely unable to work and a weak younger sister are left.

My sister is sick, but there is no money to see a doctor for her. Such a young girl left them because of a fever before she was ten years old.

It's all because of the man in front of him. He will never know how much his every move has hurt others. Even now, he is still condescending to him with an attitude of charity, as if he has done something very serious. It's the same as good deeds.

Do you still want him to say thank you?

He took out a specially prepared fruit knife and stabbed it unexpectedly. Although Daoming Sisi didn't have much skill to get close to him, he had already learned a lot of defensive and attacking moves for this kind of attack, so he grabbed it easily. boy's hand.

But Daoming Sisi didn't pay attention to the fruit knife in his hand. After being folded like this, the knife edge was aimed at the boy in the opposite direction. He hit him with great force, and directly inserted the knife edge into his body.

Even though he was always the eldest young master, he was really scared when he saw blood for the first time, and the knife was stabbed in by himself, Daoming Sisi didn't know what to do, he was scared, and he tried hard Pulled out the knife.

Usually, he almost never attends class. Daoming Siji's knowledge of first aid safety is almost zero. He originally wanted to draw the knife out of the intention of helping, but he didn't expect that the blood would not stop after the knife was stabbed. Finally, he looked at the boy Slowly fell at his feet, twitched twice, and didn't move.

Qiaoqiao said: "Dead?"

Shiratori Sakura nodded vaguely.

The Daomingsi family is no different from ordinary ones, so ordinary policemen cannot intervene in this matter, so it was her cousin Rensaburo Shiratori who sent out the police.

Shiratori Ren Sanlang is well-bred, but this time he couldn't hold back his swearing.

If it was just out of self-defense at the beginning, it would be understandable to injure the other party, but after the injury, what the hell did you draw out the knife, the knife was sharpened, and it was just inserted into the flesh However, Daoming Sisi touched the artery when he was in the cock.

Humans are simply alive and bleeding to death!

If Daoming Si had sought medical treatment in time, the other party would not have died.

The place where they argued was fairly hidden, but it was not a place where no one came, but soon F4 came over and threatened the witnesses with threats, ordering them not to tell what they saw, otherwise the people in front of them Things are their best warning.

The threat was so intimidating that those who accidentally saw it wished they had never been there.

Then came the police. While his son was still ignorant, Daoming Sifeng, Daoming Siji's mother, had already opened up the relationship between the upper and lower levels, and invited back all the Japanese elite lawyers stationed in the United States by the consortium to fight for his son's innocence.

This accidental death incident has a lot of loopholes to exploit, Shiratori Sakura sighed: "This case is likely to end up... at most it will be a loss of money, an apology, it must be nothing like this."