Hawks is good at speed, and when Christine kicked the man down for a second, he swooped down quickly, and then caught the prisoner before he fell into a box and fished him back.
As soon as he got back to the top of the building, he let go of the prisoner, and said in surprise while shaking his arms: "Why did you kick him down?"
Christine ignored her, and went straight to the prisoner whose legs were so frightened that he was lying on the ground and couldn't stand up. When the prisoner saw her coming, he immediately remembered the moment of life and death just now. His stomach hurt so much that he was kicked, and he was so frightened that he was sweating coldly.
He knew that the police would not touch him, and the hero would not dare to touch him, but the Avengers... Dad, you are my own father, I will never dare to do it again if I am wrong!
In this way, the thorns that made the police scrambled made a lot of tricks. Hawks crossed his arms and wrote down what he said. After he finished speaking, Hawkes looked at Christine: "You still have a way , thanks, I'll take this guy back first, and I'll come find you later."
"You won't find me."
After the words fell, he turned and left.
Hawkes looked at the direction she was leaving and murmured, "In a bad mood?"
He was in Kyushu, and the Avenger's activities were around Tokyo, so it was hard to meet him. This time, because of Typhoon Hakodate, he managed to meet him once, and he didn't say a few words.
It's all your fault.
The prisoner who was still in shock froze, raised his head and met Hawkes' cold gaze, and immediately shivered, the Avenger is the Great Demon King, this guy is not a good thing!
Christine didn't take this matter to heart, she still went to Fuyuki City, without telling the private driver, she entered the Shenshan Cemetery which had been closed long ago without anyone noticing.
In Japanese funeral culture, after the cremation of the deceased, the ashes will be temporarily kept at home, and the ashes can only be placed in the tomb after a religious ceremony. Christians, Buddhists, and Shinto believers are all different, but Christine and Fujimura Dahe discussed it and decided to bury him on the day of cremation, leaving him alone.
The ceremony is for the living. As for the dead, Wei Gong doesn't care about these things. He cares about it, and he has long since abandoned him.
Most of the tombs in Japan are not personal tombs but family tombs. There are many people in one tomb. The front is the tomb of a certain family, and the names of the members in the tomb will be engraved on the side. Christine walked in the dark, looking over one by one. , finally saw Emiya's tomb.
At that moment, she suddenly felt a kind of equality, the equality of life.
She didn't know who was sleeping here, or what they had done during their lifetime, great or mediocre, unknown or heinous, they were all buried in one place quietly, and the name of the cemetery was death.
She knelt down halfway, and suddenly thought that if one day she returned home, she wanted to see him travel through the parallel universe again.
Wait, what is this?
When carving the tombstone, people asked if they wanted to write an epitaph. She and Fujimura Taiga didn't know what to write, so they didn't write it, but the stone slab below had writing on it.
Maybe Ms. Fujimura wrote it?
It was dark and the characters were small, so Christine could only touch them one by one. It was a paragraph of English, which was easier for her than recognizing Japanese.
After touching it, she was silent for a long time, and raised her hand to turn on the built-in earphone.
"BB, answer Ms. Fujimura's call for me."
"Hi, excuse me. I would like to ask who wrote Emiya's epitaph? Is that so, can you please ask Miss Tohsaka out for me? Of course, I can wait as long as it suits her."
The next day.
Christine opened her eyes and sat up: "BB, what time is it?"
"Ten ten in the morning."
"If I go to class now, can I catch the last class?"
"……Yes."
She put on her clothes in front of the full-length mirror, combed her hair, and suddenly said, "BB, has my hair grown a bit?"
It used to be at the length of the shoulder, but now it has grown to the side of the butterfly bone.
"Do you need me to call the barber?"
"No, I don't want to see people." Christine's calm face seemed to be thrown into a lake of pebbles. She suddenly lost her interest and didn't want to do anything. She rudely pulled off the tie she had just tied and put herself on the sofa Throw it away, "I don't want to see people."
Repeat a sentence twice, without her explaining, BB knows that the first sentence means that he doesn't want a haircut, and the second sentence means that he doesn't want to go to school.
"Senior, your campus life is different from other people's. They still have three years or more, and you only have four days."
Because the sports festival is three days later, after the sports festival, Christine decided to drop out of school.
BB always knows what she is thinking, she has always cared about Ruiwen's sentence "I didn't have the opportunity to go to school because of that kind of person", curious about life other than mutants, longing for a living environment where there is no fear of rejection.
Such an opportunity is close at hand, and BB doesn't want her to regret it.
again.
Christine closed her eyes for a while, and when she opened them again, she slowly fastened her tie, as if using this time to sort out her entangled emotions.
"I don't want to wait for the tram."
"Mr. Yuanshan has been waiting for you for 15 minutes."
Yuan Shan, a private driver and assistant, didn't think there was anything wrong with waiting for the boss. It should be said that his duty was to wait for his boss, and it was right to wait for a day. He pulled the boss to Xiongying's door, and gently mentioned the executive manager Mr Colin's "suggestion".
The general idea is that even if the company is handed over to him to manage, please ask the CEO to take the lead, don't come every week or two, and there are contracts and documents waiting for her to sign.
Christine nodded, her voice lazily said, "I see."
Yuan Shan opened his mouth to speak but stopped, thinking that you don't seem to know this, but after all, it is the boss, and it is difficult for him to say much as a messenger.
The atmosphere of the school is very good, really good, everyone’s expressions are very simple, you can tell what you think at a glance, the troubles are just grades or getting along with classmates, and the day of fighting and fighting is over.
Christine quietly entered Class C of the general subject. She didn't come to class for several days, and missed two classes today. The students looked at her with curiosity, but after a few days of getting along, there are classmates they are familiar with After being curious for a while, he turned to continue his topic.
"You're here," the worrying person put the book on the table, his voice was as dull as ever, "Did you finish your homework?"
"Homework?" Christine looked extremely strange.
"I texted you, don't tell me you didn't see it."
"Ah," Christine put the schoolbag on the table, thinking about the many things these days, BB seemed to say something, but she didn't care, but it didn't matter, "What will happen if you don't do your homework?"
The worrying expression instantly became indescribable, "The next class is Mathematics class of Mr. Hayami."
Christine: "..."
Obviously I'm about to drop out of school, why do I still feel like Fang Fang?
She felt that she was out of tune with campus life, but this boy drew her into this circle with a few simple words, which made her feel inexplicably uneasy because she didn't do her homework.
Worrying is downright poisonous.
"What do you see me doing?"
"Don't you ask me what I haven't been here these days?"
"We..." He spoke slowly, as if phrasing, "Isn't it just an ordinary classmate relationship who has only known each other for a few days?"
"Goodbye."
"Do you copy your homework?"
"Do not."
Xueshen refused with great backbone.
She opened the workbook, reviewed the questions quickly with her eyes, and calculated the answers in her brain. She wrote half a page in a short while, and successfully finished yesterday's homework when the head teacher came in. The moment I put down the pen, I feel that I am worthy of the speed of the god of learning.
Mr. Hayami entered the class holding the lesson plan, glanced in Christine's direction, and began to give lectures and homework without saying anything.
Christine listened, not feeling bored because of the meeting, but extremely grateful. Compared with the death of a good friend, compared with the turmoil in the distance, this kind of life is really precious.
After the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she went to the cafeteria to eat with a few classmates. Listening to them talking about the latest interesting things, she unexpectedly came up with the idea that going to school is not bad, and she can continue to sleep.
"You checked your phone all the way, is there any news?"
After Christine and Lvgu finished sending text messages, seeing that the worrying person was still looking at their mobile phone, they asked curiously.
The troubled person showed her the phone screen. It was a video, and the screen was shaking all the time. I don't know if it was an environmental problem or the person who took this video was too excited. She saw it before she could finish thinking about it. Own.
The Avengers, to be precise.
She was dazed for two seconds, then remembered what she had done yesterday, and couldn't help complaining that she had worked so hard to move the ferry, and the guy on the boat had the time to take out the phone video.
Sure enough, they should be thrown into the sea.
"Avenger," she said in an indescribably complicated tone, "what do you think of her?"
At that moment, she suddenly understood Clark's thoughts. When they first met, she naturally didn't know the superman vest of the other party. When talking, the other party used to ask others what she thought of "herself" like she is now.
The worrying person said: "She is very powerful, very powerful, if only I can become a person like her."
He watched the god-like avenger on the screen manipulate the wind to pull the ferry forward, his eyes full of longing.
This is his rare positive emotion.
Christine was stunned and didn't say anything when a voice suddenly came from beside him: "So you think so too?"
At some point, Hong Jiaodong was standing next to Christine with a tray in his hand, his different pupils were watching the worrying person, and his eyes shone slightly.
Christine had a bad feeling for some reason.
The troubled person blinked his eyes, a little surprised that the notoriously cold Hong Jiaodong would take the initiative to talk to him. When he used to sit together for dinner, he would eat soba noodles quietly.
But he still answered honestly: "The only black spot on her body is that she is outside the law, but I don't think it's a problem. She is the kind of hero I yearn for, a real hero."
Hong Jiaodong: "Not only is she very active in fighting crime, but she is also handy in disaster relief. Because she is not a professional hero, no one will record her social contribution value, but I calculated that it was only a little lower than Andewa in the same year, too. Pity."
Worrying: "That's because the scope of the Avenger's activities is not only in Japan. I have also seen her in foreign newspapers. She is also very famous abroad. I still have newspaper clippings."
"Can the electronic version be shared with me?"
"no problem."
"I have the URL for the Avengers fan site, would you like it?"
"Won't the authorities hack this?"
"The person who manages the website is a powerful hacker. Most people are not allowed to enter. I can take you in."
These two people suddenly found that the idol they liked was the same person, and they hit it off immediately. As long as you like Avengers, we are half brothers!As for Kristen, whom they both knew?
Are you a fan?Instead of staying by the side, we finally met someone who likes the Avengers at school and let us have a painful chat.
Christine: "..."
I should be under the car, not here.
As soon as he got back to the top of the building, he let go of the prisoner, and said in surprise while shaking his arms: "Why did you kick him down?"
Christine ignored her, and went straight to the prisoner whose legs were so frightened that he was lying on the ground and couldn't stand up. When the prisoner saw her coming, he immediately remembered the moment of life and death just now. His stomach hurt so much that he was kicked, and he was so frightened that he was sweating coldly.
He knew that the police would not touch him, and the hero would not dare to touch him, but the Avengers... Dad, you are my own father, I will never dare to do it again if I am wrong!
In this way, the thorns that made the police scrambled made a lot of tricks. Hawks crossed his arms and wrote down what he said. After he finished speaking, Hawkes looked at Christine: "You still have a way , thanks, I'll take this guy back first, and I'll come find you later."
"You won't find me."
After the words fell, he turned and left.
Hawkes looked at the direction she was leaving and murmured, "In a bad mood?"
He was in Kyushu, and the Avenger's activities were around Tokyo, so it was hard to meet him. This time, because of Typhoon Hakodate, he managed to meet him once, and he didn't say a few words.
It's all your fault.
The prisoner who was still in shock froze, raised his head and met Hawkes' cold gaze, and immediately shivered, the Avenger is the Great Demon King, this guy is not a good thing!
Christine didn't take this matter to heart, she still went to Fuyuki City, without telling the private driver, she entered the Shenshan Cemetery which had been closed long ago without anyone noticing.
In Japanese funeral culture, after the cremation of the deceased, the ashes will be temporarily kept at home, and the ashes can only be placed in the tomb after a religious ceremony. Christians, Buddhists, and Shinto believers are all different, but Christine and Fujimura Dahe discussed it and decided to bury him on the day of cremation, leaving him alone.
The ceremony is for the living. As for the dead, Wei Gong doesn't care about these things. He cares about it, and he has long since abandoned him.
Most of the tombs in Japan are not personal tombs but family tombs. There are many people in one tomb. The front is the tomb of a certain family, and the names of the members in the tomb will be engraved on the side. Christine walked in the dark, looking over one by one. , finally saw Emiya's tomb.
At that moment, she suddenly felt a kind of equality, the equality of life.
She didn't know who was sleeping here, or what they had done during their lifetime, great or mediocre, unknown or heinous, they were all buried in one place quietly, and the name of the cemetery was death.
She knelt down halfway, and suddenly thought that if one day she returned home, she wanted to see him travel through the parallel universe again.
Wait, what is this?
When carving the tombstone, people asked if they wanted to write an epitaph. She and Fujimura Taiga didn't know what to write, so they didn't write it, but the stone slab below had writing on it.
Maybe Ms. Fujimura wrote it?
It was dark and the characters were small, so Christine could only touch them one by one. It was a paragraph of English, which was easier for her than recognizing Japanese.
After touching it, she was silent for a long time, and raised her hand to turn on the built-in earphone.
"BB, answer Ms. Fujimura's call for me."
"Hi, excuse me. I would like to ask who wrote Emiya's epitaph? Is that so, can you please ask Miss Tohsaka out for me? Of course, I can wait as long as it suits her."
The next day.
Christine opened her eyes and sat up: "BB, what time is it?"
"Ten ten in the morning."
"If I go to class now, can I catch the last class?"
"……Yes."
She put on her clothes in front of the full-length mirror, combed her hair, and suddenly said, "BB, has my hair grown a bit?"
It used to be at the length of the shoulder, but now it has grown to the side of the butterfly bone.
"Do you need me to call the barber?"
"No, I don't want to see people." Christine's calm face seemed to be thrown into a lake of pebbles. She suddenly lost her interest and didn't want to do anything. She rudely pulled off the tie she had just tied and put herself on the sofa Throw it away, "I don't want to see people."
Repeat a sentence twice, without her explaining, BB knows that the first sentence means that he doesn't want a haircut, and the second sentence means that he doesn't want to go to school.
"Senior, your campus life is different from other people's. They still have three years or more, and you only have four days."
Because the sports festival is three days later, after the sports festival, Christine decided to drop out of school.
BB always knows what she is thinking, she has always cared about Ruiwen's sentence "I didn't have the opportunity to go to school because of that kind of person", curious about life other than mutants, longing for a living environment where there is no fear of rejection.
Such an opportunity is close at hand, and BB doesn't want her to regret it.
again.
Christine closed her eyes for a while, and when she opened them again, she slowly fastened her tie, as if using this time to sort out her entangled emotions.
"I don't want to wait for the tram."
"Mr. Yuanshan has been waiting for you for 15 minutes."
Yuan Shan, a private driver and assistant, didn't think there was anything wrong with waiting for the boss. It should be said that his duty was to wait for his boss, and it was right to wait for a day. He pulled the boss to Xiongying's door, and gently mentioned the executive manager Mr Colin's "suggestion".
The general idea is that even if the company is handed over to him to manage, please ask the CEO to take the lead, don't come every week or two, and there are contracts and documents waiting for her to sign.
Christine nodded, her voice lazily said, "I see."
Yuan Shan opened his mouth to speak but stopped, thinking that you don't seem to know this, but after all, it is the boss, and it is difficult for him to say much as a messenger.
The atmosphere of the school is very good, really good, everyone’s expressions are very simple, you can tell what you think at a glance, the troubles are just grades or getting along with classmates, and the day of fighting and fighting is over.
Christine quietly entered Class C of the general subject. She didn't come to class for several days, and missed two classes today. The students looked at her with curiosity, but after a few days of getting along, there are classmates they are familiar with After being curious for a while, he turned to continue his topic.
"You're here," the worrying person put the book on the table, his voice was as dull as ever, "Did you finish your homework?"
"Homework?" Christine looked extremely strange.
"I texted you, don't tell me you didn't see it."
"Ah," Christine put the schoolbag on the table, thinking about the many things these days, BB seemed to say something, but she didn't care, but it didn't matter, "What will happen if you don't do your homework?"
The worrying expression instantly became indescribable, "The next class is Mathematics class of Mr. Hayami."
Christine: "..."
Obviously I'm about to drop out of school, why do I still feel like Fang Fang?
She felt that she was out of tune with campus life, but this boy drew her into this circle with a few simple words, which made her feel inexplicably uneasy because she didn't do her homework.
Worrying is downright poisonous.
"What do you see me doing?"
"Don't you ask me what I haven't been here these days?"
"We..." He spoke slowly, as if phrasing, "Isn't it just an ordinary classmate relationship who has only known each other for a few days?"
"Goodbye."
"Do you copy your homework?"
"Do not."
Xueshen refused with great backbone.
She opened the workbook, reviewed the questions quickly with her eyes, and calculated the answers in her brain. She wrote half a page in a short while, and successfully finished yesterday's homework when the head teacher came in. The moment I put down the pen, I feel that I am worthy of the speed of the god of learning.
Mr. Hayami entered the class holding the lesson plan, glanced in Christine's direction, and began to give lectures and homework without saying anything.
Christine listened, not feeling bored because of the meeting, but extremely grateful. Compared with the death of a good friend, compared with the turmoil in the distance, this kind of life is really precious.
After the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she went to the cafeteria to eat with a few classmates. Listening to them talking about the latest interesting things, she unexpectedly came up with the idea that going to school is not bad, and she can continue to sleep.
"You checked your phone all the way, is there any news?"
After Christine and Lvgu finished sending text messages, seeing that the worrying person was still looking at their mobile phone, they asked curiously.
The troubled person showed her the phone screen. It was a video, and the screen was shaking all the time. I don't know if it was an environmental problem or the person who took this video was too excited. She saw it before she could finish thinking about it. Own.
The Avengers, to be precise.
She was dazed for two seconds, then remembered what she had done yesterday, and couldn't help complaining that she had worked so hard to move the ferry, and the guy on the boat had the time to take out the phone video.
Sure enough, they should be thrown into the sea.
"Avenger," she said in an indescribably complicated tone, "what do you think of her?"
At that moment, she suddenly understood Clark's thoughts. When they first met, she naturally didn't know the superman vest of the other party. When talking, the other party used to ask others what she thought of "herself" like she is now.
The worrying person said: "She is very powerful, very powerful, if only I can become a person like her."
He watched the god-like avenger on the screen manipulate the wind to pull the ferry forward, his eyes full of longing.
This is his rare positive emotion.
Christine was stunned and didn't say anything when a voice suddenly came from beside him: "So you think so too?"
At some point, Hong Jiaodong was standing next to Christine with a tray in his hand, his different pupils were watching the worrying person, and his eyes shone slightly.
Christine had a bad feeling for some reason.
The troubled person blinked his eyes, a little surprised that the notoriously cold Hong Jiaodong would take the initiative to talk to him. When he used to sit together for dinner, he would eat soba noodles quietly.
But he still answered honestly: "The only black spot on her body is that she is outside the law, but I don't think it's a problem. She is the kind of hero I yearn for, a real hero."
Hong Jiaodong: "Not only is she very active in fighting crime, but she is also handy in disaster relief. Because she is not a professional hero, no one will record her social contribution value, but I calculated that it was only a little lower than Andewa in the same year, too. Pity."
Worrying: "That's because the scope of the Avenger's activities is not only in Japan. I have also seen her in foreign newspapers. She is also very famous abroad. I still have newspaper clippings."
"Can the electronic version be shared with me?"
"no problem."
"I have the URL for the Avengers fan site, would you like it?"
"Won't the authorities hack this?"
"The person who manages the website is a powerful hacker. Most people are not allowed to enter. I can take you in."
These two people suddenly found that the idol they liked was the same person, and they hit it off immediately. As long as you like Avengers, we are half brothers!As for Kristen, whom they both knew?
Are you a fan?Instead of staying by the side, we finally met someone who likes the Avengers at school and let us have a painful chat.
Christine: "..."
I should be under the car, not here.
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