[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

"Sorry to trouble you?" Although I said I was sorry, I didn't really think I was wrong.Zhong also probably noticed it, except for sighing and shaking his head.

"They're all just ordinary kids..." He looked a bit embarrassed, but I understood what he didn't say.If you say it, it will really hurt your feelings, so Zhong Yuanzhong only said half of it.

"If he wasn't an ordinary kid, he would have been hung up and beaten by me." I shrugged, "Don't worry about it, I'm not that narrow-minded."

Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief, and then he thought of something else and reached out and grabbed my collar: "Do you have something to say to me?"

"Ah? What are you talking about?" I turned my head with difficulty and my face was blank.

This expression, plagiarized from my fan friend Mr. Oda Sakunosuke, is specially used to pass the test with cuteness.

"You bastard! Obviously you can protect yourself, are you playing me like a fool!"

I could almost see the word well protruding from his head, and I raised my hand to poke it without fear of death: "That's just normal kendo training, normal priests must learn it."

"Ah? Is that so?" Zhong also got stuck, as if he felt that he was a little unreasonable.

I nodded innocently: "Yes, if you are angry because I did something to your friend, I understand this and I am willing to apologize for it. But I have the ability to protect myself and I am invited to your There is no logical conflict between the site visiting you, right? So why are you angry?"

"Er..." He squatted on the ground in a tangled state and began to hold his head in contemplation, like a distressed duck...

Well, I mean action, it's really like...

"Well, forget it, are you still angry?" I bent down and rubbed his head. The short orange hair was soft and felt very good.

Alas, despite the ferocious expression on his face, he is actually a soft-hearted and gentle boy.

"Okay, I'll let you off this time. Don't lie to me! Don't make an example." He gave up thinking about too difficult questions, and he didn't know who to add to me to set himself up to coax himself, got up and stuffed his hands into his pockets: "I'm going to find out who killed the girl who disappeared last night, how about you?"

I thought for a while: "Where did you find her? Is the scene still there?"

Suffering and dying, if I'm lucky, I can see this necromancer.

Zhong Ye turned his head and left: "I'll show you."

Following him easily crossed one roof after another, not far away from Leibo Street, in a dark alley that was completely opposite to the direction where Fengxue appeared yesterday, I saw disheveled clothes, tears on his face, no highlights and no focus The dead girl.

Necromancers will completely preserve their physical state at the time of death, and will also forget everything that happened during their lifetime and at the time of death.Being like that myself, I don't expect anything of value to come out of her.

The corpse had already been cleaned up, and Zhong Yuanzhong also led me to a blood stain, looking down angry and sad: "I don't know her very well, but I remember that she has a younger brother, who is very shy Quiet and very gentle with other children. A good girl..."

I squatted down and looked around, and found a little monster hiding in the gap beside the undead girl's feet, it was very small, only about the size of my palm.I stood up and said to Zhong Ye, "You can ask the residents living nearby, it was quite chaotic last night, maybe someone saw something through the window."

He looked at me quietly for a while, and finally chose to believe: "Okay, I'll go for a walk, be careful yourself, and run if you are in danger."

When he left, I squatted down again, grabbed the little monster and crushed it in my palm, then turned to look at the crying girl: "I can see you."

She raised her head with surprise on her face: "Can you see me? Who am I? What happened? Why am I here?"

How do I know the answer!

The top priority now is to send her to hell, and then let her stay here until tomorrow, and she will be hopeless.

"I have a friend who can answer your question, please wait a moment."

Taking out the mobile phone and dialing the number, Master Ghost Lamp's voice sounded instantly: [Miss Mi Yin, what's the matter? 】

[A dead soul living on the street, please send someone from hell to receive it. 】

[Okay, the reception department will leave immediately, where is it? 】

[Just lock my coordinates. 】

【learn. 】

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. At the same time, a big hole appeared in the wall of the dark alley, and three hell workers in mourning clothes appeared in front of me.

"Hello, is this Miss Miyin? The three of us are members of the Reception Section responsible for receiving the dead in the Yokohama area. It's a pleasure to meet you." The biggest person among them showed me a naive smile, and I bent slightly They lowered their waists to greet them, and the three quickly returned the salute, then turned their eyes to the bewildered victim next to him: "Is this the one who needs the escort service? Ah, it seems that the first two steps can be omitted, just follow us Let's go. Please accept your condolences!"

"Yes, the time of the murder was last night. I don't know if it has something to do with the opening of the wind cave. Please bring her back to hell, ah, please give me the news of the murderer by the way, her survivors want to know." I exchanged with the leader After signing up for a communication account, the other party readily agreed to my request, and then took the girl into the passage and disappeared.

Not long after, the phone buzzed and the news came.

I turned on the phone and read the information in full, and sighed.

Sure enough, it has something to do with the opening of the wind hole.Several escaped monsters entangled the human beings with evil intentions, and their evil claws, which were about to move, stretched out to the pure and innocent lamb.

It can't be said that this girl is defenseless, and she probably didn't expect that a relative who could barely be related by blood would sell herself for a few thin banknotes.

I closed my phone and looked around. I found some evidence from the trash can, and it was almost enough to fool my conclusion—hmm... Although I didn’t light up the skill tree of any detective, but the known criminal’s It is still possible to infer where the evidence may appear under the circumstances.

At this time, Zhong also came back, and by his expression, he knew that things were not going well.Even if there were witnesses, yesterday's chaos was enough to frighten them, and no one was willing to risk their lives to make trouble for themselves.

"I already know who it is." I held back my guilty conscience and analyzed: "I have a younger brother who needs to be raised, and she knows it's not safe, so she won't show up here by herself. Go back and ask who is related to her in Leibo Street... To be trusted, it must be a brother on one side of the parents."

"You mean?!" Zhong also understood it, a layer of red light appeared on his body, he turned around and walked outside, and a big hole was made by stepping on the concrete floor under his feet.

When I caught up with him again, there was a guy who was covered in blood and could barely make out the shape in front of the boy.A flock of 'sheep' surrounded him. There was no innocence and kindness in the eyes of these children, only indifference and hatred.

"Anyone who dares to hurt a member of 'Sheep' must be prepared to be retaliated a hundredfold."

The mournful wailing resounded through the sky, and I stood on the roof with my arms crossed to watch.

In cases like this, the police department does not know how many of them were thrown into the warehouse to collect ashes. If no justice is done for her, she will probably have to wait until the murderer dies and goes to hell to get belated comfort.

I'm at a loss for this.

According to the current law, even criminals in such vicious cases will only lose their freedom for a period of time when they go to prison. After serving their sentence, they return to the streets and continue to live without pain.No one cared about the mood of the dead, and everyone thought it was more important to be alive.

Judges and juries say we're going to forgive, show mercy a chance at redemption—but who gave the victim a chance?Who will have mercy on the tormented souls?

Presumably, this is the meaning of hell must exist.

The wailing lasted for a while and finally stopped. Chuya looked up and saw me standing on the roof. He stretched out a hand to me, and I jumped down and landed beside him.

"This is Mi Yin, my friend, let's get acquainted." He introduced me to these 'sheep' children, and added at the end: "He was the one who found the murderer."

I nodded at these children of uneven height, as a recognition.

A very short little boy with a sniffling nose pointed at me and asked Zhongye: "Boss, is he your new recruit?" I knelt down and pinched his face, "Why do you think I'm a Are you a subordinate?"

This kid stopped me as a matter of course: "You are shorter than the boss, of course you are the boss's subordinate!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye... probably was accumulating anger...

Me: "...hehe."

Child, if it weren't for the sake of your cuteness, I would definitely let you know what words can't be mentioned.

"For the sake of you finding the murderer, I can reluctantly admit you, work hard, rookie!"

I took out a handkerchief to help him wipe his nose, and flicked the little boy on the forehead: "As a newcomer, I have worked hard enough, don't ask too much of me, senior~"

Although he was worried about the collapse of his head, the phrase "Senior" obviously scratched his itch. The little guy rubbed his head while saying his name: "My name is Shinsuke, newcomer."

He is so cute, I couldn't help poking the little boy's forehead again, he fell backwards before he stopped: "Hey! Newcomers can't touch seniors like this!"

"Okay, Shinsuke-senpai, I understand."

When I was playing with the "predecessors", I also took several older children to seek revenge from the perpetrator. In this tragedy, except for the murdered girl and her younger brother, no one was innocent.

I neither support nor oppose the behavior of 'sheep'. Even in any functioning city, there may be a few words of advice such as "don't put yourself in for the scum", but in a city where chaos is frequent Yokohama, the only way these children can continue to live amidst the violence.

Chuya and the others went out for a day, and I led the children under the age of 12 to repair the longhouse they lived in - the materials came from those places that had been abandoned.

I dare not take them to leave Leibo Street and run outside. There are so many children, and I don’t want to lose any of them. They are still in the most naughty and lively age group. They can really annoy the wild dogs to death when they make a fuss. Find something fulfilling to do for them.

The largest longhouse covers an area of ​​20 ping, and the actual usable area is about [-] to [-] ping, which is quite remarkable.Even some load-bearing columns have long been decayed and decayed. Fortunately, there have been no large-scale earthquakes in the past few years, otherwise the "sheep" would have at least three to four out of ten employees.

I dismantled a house and rebuilt it to show them. Although all the old things that were dismantled from other places were used, the reorganized longhouse not only has much better lighting, but also repaired the drainage and ventilation systems.Appropriate construction reduction increases the safety factor and also invites sunlight in.A group of little radish heads squatted aside, "Wow!", "Oh!", "Huh?", "Ah!", and the slightly bigger ones helped to transport materials, and the five most dilapidated longhouses in the front had a new look after dark.

Those "Almighty Transformation Kings" watched at Mr. Xiaofu's house are not for nothing!

——Thanks to the poor construction quality and construction materials of these houses, which are almost all made of thin iron sheets and thin wood boards, otherwise I would not have the physical strength to complete so many tasks.