I saw the countdown to their death

The system must want her to be rescued. It is unrealistic to kill her directly. It is impossible to kill herself. What is the difference between that and a murderer?But it is obviously unreasonable to hand her over to the police.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Hojo Satoru took out his mobile phone and started searching for information about the 'killer'... Gradually, his brows frowned.

The words released by the media are somewhat meaningful, and the public's attitude has changed from criticizing the government's incompetence to skepticism two months ago.

After all, the five victims only had their names, and the process of the victimization appeared in the news, and any other information was perfunctory in order to protect the privacy of the deceased. Even if the police want to keep it secret, they can’t be so strict, right?

Hojo Satoru stood in the corridor as if he was in a state of concentration, he didn't even notice the strange eyes of the students going back and forth, and he didn't notice that he was standing at the toilet door... until a beautiful figure came out from the women's toilet.

"If Hojo-san is curious about the layout of the women's restroom, you can come in and see for yourself."

Yuejianli Fuling turned on the faucet, and joked while washing her hands: "If you are curious about how girls go to the bathroom, for the sake of your future life, you should kill your exuberant curiosity. This kind of curiosity is too early for you. "

After being ridiculed like this, Hojo Satoru finally realized where he was in a daze, looked at the back of Tsukimi Ri washing his hands and smiled awkwardly: "Hello, Tsukimi Ri, classmate, are you going to the bathroom?"

Tsukimi paused slightly, turned to look at Hojo Satoru, then immediately turned his head to continue washing his hands, "I'm here to eat."

Gee.

Last time, I didn't realize that this girl is so good at pissing people off. She clearly said something sarcastic about herself, but it made others feel very embarrassed.

But looking at the girl's back, Hojo Satoru suddenly became thoughtful, this girl seems to be quite powerful, do you want to ask?

Thinking of this, he immediately smiled and said, "I was thinking about a problem just now, and I almost figured it out."

Tsukimi Ri Fuling shook her hand lightly, took out a handkerchief from the hidden pocket of the pleated skirt, dried her hand, folded it neatly, put it back in her pocket before turning around and said: "Hojo-san, don't deliberately hint It was I who interrupted your thinking, so just say what you want to say."

"Ah this..."

Hojo Satoru laughed and said, "It's not the fault of Yue Jianli's classmates, it's better to say that it's a coincidence that you showed up just as I was looking for you."

"Really."

Tsukimi Ri Fuling pretended to respond, and then showed a playful smile on his face, "Isn't it a coincidence that after meeting me, I suddenly had the idea of ​​'this guy might know', so I continued to talk to me with the mentality of trying?"

"That's right!"

Hojo Satoru had a serious expression on his face, and after expressing his agreement with a serious rebuttal tone, he smiled like a face-changing master, "As expected of Tsukimiri, since you've been seen through, let's take it as it is."

"Is this a please?"

"Small chat between classes."

Tsukimi stared at him quietly for two seconds, "Hojo-san, goodbye."

The girl turned around without breaking away from the water after she finished speaking. Hojo Satoru was stunned by her resolute appearance. After realizing it, he hurriedly stepped in front of her, "Hey, classmate Yuejianli and so on."

The corridor between classes is crowded with people. Perhaps many people don’t know Hojo Satoru, but the wind chimes in Yuejianli are very well-known. Her Royal Highness, the only princess of Aoyama High School, was “tangled” in public, and several students immediately looked over curiously. .

After being blocked, Tsukimi also stopped, nodded apologetically to the curious classmate, and then asked with a half-smile, "Hojo-san, since I'm asking for help, what can I get?"

Hojo Satoru thought about it seriously, and decided to pay the reward first, so he reached out and groped in his pocket for a while, and raised his fist in front of the girl.

The girl stretched out her hand suspiciously, and a small candy fell into her palm.

"Milk candy?" Yuejianli Fengling asked in surprise.

"Yes, this is the reward!"

Seeing the other party's puzzled eyes, Hojo Satoru said seriously: "This is not an ordinary toffee. The milk is selected from the natural pastures in Hokkaido. The cows there are carefully bred by the master animal husbandry. Their pure bodies have not been contaminated by feed. They are fresh and tender when they are hungry. Juicy green grass, clear stream water that contains minerals when thirsty. They are unrestrained, bathed in warm sunshine every day, blowing the gentle breeze on the grassland, running happily in the sunset..."

"Don't look at this little candy. It is the essence of the mother cow. It has gathered the ingenuity of several generations. It is a pure natural nutritious food without technology and hard work. Boys can grow taller after eating it, and girls can grow taller after eating it. pretty."

Hearing the endless praise from the guy in front of him, Yue Jianli's expression gradually became weird. Although it was the first time he heard the words 'technology and hard work', he understood the meaning immediately, so he subconsciously turned over Toffee, look at the ingredient list above.

'Liquid maltose, white sugar, butter, milk essence, gelatin, vanillin, edible glutinous rice paper...' Well, except for the milk that has been cultivated with a century of ingenuity, it is full of additives.

Yue Jianli glanced up at the gauze on the side of Hojo Satoru's neck, and closed his palms with a smile, "Are you in trouble?"

"It can't be called trouble."

Hojo Satoru said solemnly: "We are all top students, right, the only thing that can bother us is the problem of knowledge."

"Really."

"Yes, yes, actually, I also want to ask others for help, but looking at the whole school, it seems that only Yue Jianli, who is slightly stronger than me, can answer."

Yue Jianli looked into his eyes, and put the toffee into the pocket of the skirt as if nothing had happened.Same as last time, from the moment we met, this guy never said a word of truth, even the compliments were flattering.

"So, what is the problem that caused Hojo to be so impatient that he even ran to wait for me at the bathroom door? Did you find the Chinese time traveler?"

Hojo Satoru chuckled, this girl is quite poor, the Chinese time traveler is right in front of your eyes, I dare say it, can you believe it?

Just when he was about to speak, the wicked class bell rang inappropriately.

"Ah, what a pity."

Hojo Satoru subconsciously wanted to make an appointment at the activity department, but when the words came to his lips, he thought of the half-dead Miyajima Qingluan at home. After hesitating for a moment, he could only curl his lips and turn his head sullenly. The voice sounded from behind again.

She waved the mobile phone in her hand with a smile, and said narrowly: "My favor is not that cheap, do you want Hojo to accept it?"

Hojo Satoru stopped in his tracks, looked at the small cell phone in the girl's hand with a hesitant expression, and didn't take out the cell phone and walked over until the preparatory bell stopped.

Damn, let her prostitute a candy for nothing!

Chapter 18 because they be damned

The day's class ended soon, but Tomino, who was supposed to start club activities, took Sakamoto to the game hall. He planned to muster up the courage today and ask Miyajima-senpai to accept him as a younger brother, but I don't know why the senior suddenly turned up. Class is over.

Since I can't appreciate her heroic appearance, I don't care if I don't go to the Archery Department.

After Hojo Satoru called the convenience store to ask for leave, he also rejected their invitation and took the subway home.

Regarding the book 'The Essentials of Shidao', when she exchanged information with Yue Jianli in the afternoon, she made it clear that she hadn't heard of it, but the knowledge base of the word 'Shidao' was stored in her mind.

When the word 'Bushido' appeared in the chat bar, Hojo Satoru's first reaction was surprise, and then his dislike for Miyajima Qingluan deepened again, but after seeing the follow-up explanation, he felt a sense of enlightenment.

The origin of Bushido was developed in Japan's feudal society. The moral code and code of conduct of the warrior class is similar to the chivalry in the Middle Ages in Europe.

The original Bushido originated in the Kamakura Shogunate era, when lords competed with each other and needed a large number of warriors. Over time, a large number of warrior classes with the values ​​​​of "loyalty" and "death" were formed.

With the development of time, after the samurai gained status, they were divided into two factions, "Shidao" and "Ye Yin".The Shidao school recruits a wide range of disciples, and especially emphasizes setting an example for the world with morality.

The so-called Ye Yin is like the shade of a tree's leaves, sacrificing for the master in an invisible place.Pay attention to cruel killing, which fully shows the cruel side of bushido.

Why dare the Death Squad dare to shout onboard to fly a plane into an aircraft carrier?It's not just the poisonous P that stimulates the nerves as military supplies, but Ye Yin's spirit as a belief in brainwashing is fundamental.When the soldiers went to the battlefield, each of them carried a Ye Yin pamphlet issued by the government.

The values ​​advocated by Shidou and Ye Yin are almost completely opposite, and even later developed into a state of endless opposition.

The Shido school serves the lord, and they will not obey orders that violate their inner morality, while Ye Yin, as a tool, has no moral values. In their hearts, only the orders of the master are justice and honor.

So the outcome of the factional struggle is obvious, how can the lords like thinking tools?This is also the reason why the Shido sect completely died out in the Edo period.

To give the most intuitive example, Himura Kenshin fully demonstrated the ruthlessness of the Ye Yin faction in "Star Frost Chapter", but at the end, after the death of Xue Daiba, he put the knife into its sheath, abandoned the identity of "tool", and changed back to Had the name of 'Xin Tai', vowed not to kill.

Before he met Kamiya Kaoru, he was already a Shido school of thought. Even when he was upholding justice, he did not raise his butcher's knife in the face of unforgivable sinners.

"I really think I'm acting like a hero."

Hojo Satoru, who walked out of the subway station, stopped, with a strange expression on his face, "Bakumatsu Murderer... Tokyo Murderer... superb swordsmanship, abnormal physical fitness, is there a possibility that she came from ancient times? of?"

At this moment, a vibrating 'buzzing' sound came from his trouser pocket. He took out his mobile phone and turned on the line, and found that the contact with the note of 'Yuejianli' had sent a series of messages.

The girl first sent three exclamation points, and then a series of shocked soy-faced expressions.

Hojo Satoru ignored her inexplicable message and began to read the following content. He just looked at it, and his pace slowed down uncontrollably until a few seconds later, he stood at the subway entrance where people were coming and going like a fool. Stare round.

It wasn't until a full 10 minutes later that he suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the screen of the phone that had been turned off and murmured, "No wonder the police dare not release the victim's information, but how did she know it... This is really true. ...it's too...sloppy..."

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The bright moon of Zibazania hangs high in the sky, and the Sangu District at night has not yet returned to its former silence. The police cars parked on the main road of Sangu and the occasional barking of dogs in the distance prove that the vigilance here has not been lifted.

In the small three-square-meter single room, Miyajima Qingluan's tightly closed eyelids trembled a few times before slowly opening, and subconsciously squinted due to the stimulation of the light.

Focusing the line of sight, what comes into view is an unfamiliar ceiling with a warm yellow light, an old-fashioned ceiling lamp covered with gray layers and a dead flying insect in the cover.

A low table stands in the corner, and a neat set of Aoyama High School male uniforms hangs on the closed closet, blocking the half-length mirror.

Suddenly, Miyajima Qingluan shivered as if thinking of something, and subconsciously wanted to find her own knife, but the pain in her shoulders and thighs just before she moved made her eyes go dark, and her weak body couldn't even scream.

The body touch proved that he was lying on the soft floor, and the pungent smell of blood that penetrated his nostrils was no longer. Although the smell of the owner of the bed was unfamiliar, he did not find it annoying, but rather pleasant.

She seemed to feel something, slightly lifted the corner of the blanket and looked down at her body, at this moment she finally smelled a bloody smell.

The clothes were taken off, but the blood-stained white cloth on the chest showed no signs of being removed. On the contrary, the wound on the shoulder was effectively treated, as was the lower body.

The slight noise of 'Ding Dong' stimulated the eardrums, and the weak kendo girl moved her eyes to the direction of the kitchen. She said that the kitchen was actually a small space that can accommodate one person, has a table, and is separated from the bathroom.

At this time, a strange figure was busy working beside the induction cooker.

So Miyajima Qingluan began to recall what happened last night. He killed that bastard, but was unlucky to meet a policeman... Then the policeman started a fierce chase with him, and the other party shot and shot himself, and finally...

She looked around again, and finally stopped at the busy figure.This is neither a hospital nor a policeman, so he saved her.

At this moment, a soft but mocking voice sounded, "It's very unprofessional, Miss Murderer."

Satoru Hojo, who was busy in the kitchen, noticed the movement, and turned his head cheerfully, "If it is a professional killer, the first reaction when waking up from a coma is not to open your eyes, but to close your eyes to feel the surrounding environment, and make sure it will not cause a sudden attack. Only when something happens will you open your eyes and observe carefully.”

Miyajima Qingluan was silent for a few seconds, then slightly opened her pale lips, and squeezed out a few words from her throat almost with all her strength.

"You... saved me?"

"Otherwise? It seems that there is no one else here?"

Hojo Goto didn't turn his head and said: "Actually, I wished you to die at the beginning, or I didn't know your identity at the beginning. If I knew in advance that you were a murderer, the unlucky one would not be the police uncle." .”

Miyajima Qingluan pondered for a moment, then asked in a weak voice: "Why?"

This sentence contains countless questions, for example, why did you prepare so well last night and blocked yourself there in advance, because it was definitely a coincidence that the police chased you nearby.

Why do you behave like a prophet and end up with the wrong target.Why can I lie in your house now, but the police didn't come to find me, why did you save yourself...

These questions are too sensitive, any explanation will touch the system's confidentiality agreement, and she probably won't believe it, so Hojo Satoru decided to answer the last one.

So, he turned his head and smiled again: "Of course it's for the bounty to save Senior Sister."

"After what happened last night, maybe the senior will increase the price in a few days. After all, there is one more murder case committed by the murderer. Facing the pressure from the media and the public, I think the probability that the police uncle will raise your quota As high as 30% or more."

Hojo Satoru said with a cheap smile: "When my sister raises the price, I will take you to the suburbs, and then I will call the police after pretending to find it by accident... Well, you can understand that I am speculating in real estate."

Miyajima Qingluan's lifeless eyes were a little colder, she tensed her body, almost gnashing her teeth and wanted to get up, but the severe pain from the wound made her lie back, and at the same time, fine cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Do you regret it?"

Hojo Satoru touched the gauze on his neck, gloated and said with a gleeful smile: "Don't you expect a handsome sunny guy full of positive energy to cover and condone criminals? If I were you, I would have killed me last night. Hey, this sentence seems to be a wrong sentence, but you can understand it."

Miyajima Qingluan looked up at the ceiling in a daze, her eyes turned gray again, filled with a deep sense of powerlessness, bitterness, and self-mockery.

"kill me."

"Kill you? How should I dispose of the body if I kill you?"

Hojo Satoru looked at the autistic murderer lady, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, and put the low table down from the corner beside her.

After sitting cross-legged, she put away her frivolous expression and sighed helplessly, "If I decide not to hand you over to the police, what are you going to do?"

Miyajima Qingluan didn't answer, the dying appearance lying on the bed was so pitiful, in stark contrast to the sturdy image last night.

"Do not believe?"

Hojo Satoru didn't say much, took out his phone and turned on the line, and muttered to himself the text sent in Yuejian.

"On December 18 last year, at 62:[-] in the middle of the night, you sneaked into a high-end residential building in Bunkyo District and killed a [-]-year-old man named 'Takeda Shinji', but the police did not release his details. information."

"Takeda Shinji is the chairman of an idol company. His real identity is the head of the 'disbanded' Yakuza organization. There are actually countless cases behind him. For example, 15 years ago, he forced a borrower who was underage The daughter made an illegal video, which led to the girl and her mother committing suicide one after another, while the debtor disappeared for no reason."

"After the death of Shinji Takeda, the police found a large number of original illegal video files of underage girls from his private computer. Most of the protagonists in the opposite scenes are not human beings, and a series of behaviors such as beatings, insults, and abuse in the play are real. Atrocities... By the way, that idol company is finished, and I have to thank you for talking about it, the police arrested all the senior management based on the evidence in the chairman's computer."

Hojo Satoru glanced at Miyajima Qingluan, and apart from a fleeting flash of astonishment, her face immediately changed back to a dead face with no expression.

"On January 18 of this year, at 30:[-] in the middle of the night, you killed a [-]-year-old man named 'Kimoka Man' in a cheap rental house in Edogawa District. This man is a robber wanted by the police. The most serious crime committed was breaking into the home of an elderly person living alone, tying him up and sealing it with tape, taking away all the cash and escaping, causing the elderly person to starve to death at home.”

Miyajima Qingluan narrowed her eyes, even if she was weakly lying on the bed, it still made people feel a chill.

"On March 46 this year, at 100:[-] p.m., the senior sister killed a dropout girl named 'Matsui Momoko' in Banqiao District. She had bullied a girl of the same level two years ago and caused her to drop out of school. Matsui Taozi beat, extorted, and took nude photos of the victim, and used the victim’s mobile phone to post the photos on campus forums, causing the victim to hang herself. As a minor, Matsui Momoko was only disciplined in a juvenile home for two years after dropping out of school As a punishment, since Matsui's family is not rich, the victim's family only received [-] million in compensation."

"On the 23rd of last month, my senior sister killed a 56-year-old man named 'Watanabe Masao' in Arakawa District. This man...'s real identity is the principal culprit of the 'Meika case' that shocked the world 30 years ago."

As Hojo Satoru was talking, he suddenly took a deep breath and continued to read aloud until he calmed down a certain emotion that arose in his heart.

"Twenty years ago, during the end of school in a certain elementary school, Mika Fujiwara, a second-grade student who was walking home alone, suddenly disappeared. After the police received a report from their family members, they immediately mobilized all police forces to search...but no effective clues were found after three months."

"Half a year later, Meixiang's mother suddenly received a package. When she opened it, she found that it was a half-hand bone. The attachments were Mika Fujiwara's student ID card with her home address, and underwear. Pay attention to the safety of elementary school students, and stipulate that schoolbags must be equipped with positioning alarm devices."