I saw the countdown to their death

Then quickly tore open the package, and stuffed the sweetest milk candy into Miyajima Qingluan's mouth, "Here, sugar, sweet."

"Well, sugar, sweet."

The intoxicating milk fragrance filled the mouth, Miyajima Qingluan smacked his lips, but narrowed his eyes slightly, "Young man, I seem to be a little sleepy again, please chat with me when I wake up, I usually I don't like talking very much, so I don't have many friends, boy..."

"Sister!"

Hojo Satoru suddenly exploded, trying to cheer her up by shaking her, but he was timid and did not dare to do it, so he could only shout at a loss: "Senior sister chat, I will chat with you! Do you believe in miracles? Just now I What I’m giving you isn’t sugar, it’s magic medicine, and you’ll get better soon! Senior sister, do you believe in miracles? Do you believe…”

Miyajima Qingluan wanted to nod, but she was too sleepy. She tried to open her eyes, but she always felt so tired, her eyelids blinked and slowly closed.

Hojo Satoru gradually calmed down from his excitement, looked at the top of her head in a daze, and whispered, "Trust me..."

His voice changed from high to low, and at the end it was so low that he couldn't hear it at all... Because the countdown on the senior sister's head was reset to zero, and the eye-catching and blood-red number '0' flashed three times quickly, and the empty blood The strips turned into smoke and slowly dissipated in the air...

The elder sister's face was calm, and the frown finally relaxed. In the past three days of intermittent lethargy, it seemed that this was the most comfortable sleep.

She hasn't laughed in the past three days, or she can't laugh herself.But at this time, her quiet and soft face was no longer the usual indifference, as if she was smiling and saying: "Young man, I believe in you, sugar, sweet."

A reminder that the mission was over sounded in my mind.

The orange-red morning sun rises from the sky, symbolizing the first ray of hope and vitality to the earth. Tokyo is gradually waking up from its deep sleep, but some people have just fallen asleep.

Hojo Satoru slumped on the ground as if lost in thought, and after a long time, he turned around and looked.

May 31, at 31:[-] am.

Miss Murder persisted for three days, but she still couldn't see the sun on the fourth day.

Because the sun was blocked, it couldn't shine on her face.

She is dead.

Chapter 23 Bow woof!

At seven o'clock in the morning, after sitting quietly for half an hour, Hojo Satoru bent down to pick up the spilled sugar, then went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of water, and began to clean up Miyajima Qingluan's body.

I can't remember how many times I rubbed it for her last night. Her skin was soft and warm to the touch last night, but now it's cold.

Hojo Satoru moved gently and cautiously, afraid of hurting her... But as if thinking of something, his movements paused slightly.

Why is Miss Murder afraid of pain?But after she was shot, she just kept silent and didn't even hum.

Hojo Satoru doesn't know what it feels like to be shot, but there is an interview video in the United States. According to the memories of people who have been shot, the moment of being shot doesn't feel too painful, just like someone hit you with a stone, but 15 seconds Afterwards, the wound suddenly started to heat up, and the nerve was irritated with unbearable pain.

There is also a person who was shot in the leg and said that he didn’t even know he was shot the moment he was shot. He just ran away instinctively after hearing the gunshot. After running a few steps, he suddenly felt that his leg was instantly paralyzed and limp as if being hit by an electric current. It started to hurt after getting down.

Those who may be interviewed are the lucky ones who were shot in the limbs during the shooting, and most of the people who were hit in the torso have no chance to be interviewed.

Luckily for Miss Killer, the police emptied the magazine but only hit two shots, none of which were in the torso.

There is a scene in The Revenant that is particularly profound. After Xiao Lizi is scratched by a bear in the film, the scene of using gunpowder to stop the bleeding is shocking enough, but compared to the scene of cutting his own skin like a surgical operation and reaching in to take out the bullet, it is simply It is pediatrics.

In the movie, Xiao Lizi was caught by the gunpowder 'Zla' ​​without even having time to utter a scream and lay down directly. The thief who was dizzy simply fell asleep, but this one just stumped his physiological instincts. How much willpower does it take?

Such a fierce person, is it ridiculous to say that she is afraid of pain?

Hojo Satoru thought this way, but the movements of his hands became more gentle.

After spending three or ten minutes wiping her body carefully, and taking out a coat from the closet to cover her body, Hojo Satoru decided to go for a walk.

Today is a sunny day, the sun is shining brightly at [-] o'clock in the morning, there should be pedestrians in a hurry at this time on weekdays, but today is the weekend, so it looks a bit bleak.

In fact, no matter when, Sangu District is lifeless.

Since the emergency bubble in Japan in the 80s, a large number of people have gone bankrupt and unemployed. Many of them chose to commit suicide, and many of them gave up on themselves and started to lose their jobs.

As more and more people gathered, it became a 'slum'. From the 80s to the present, most of them have become old beggars.

Fortunately, they can live in houses provided by the government. The "homeless family" who have no fixed residence build a simple nest on the side of the road, and some spread out newspapers and sleep on their heads.

Woke up the next day, lined up at noon to receive relief food for Conquer, picked up some bottles to earn a little money when I was full, then went to the vending machine to buy a bottle of 200 yen shochu, stared at the sky in a daze without money, and went back at night sleep.

There are a lot of signs and slogans here, which are generally insults and complaints against the government, such as 'killing administration' and the like.

They are a poor bunch, but most are not worthy of pity.Anyway, Hojo Satoru didn't like them, and he didn't give alms once. The only time he gave bread was to test the countdown to death.

"Hey."

Hojo Satoru came to a tent and kicked the shoes of a homeless man who was still snoring. He opened his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him in a daze.

"Like a dog barking, I'll give you five hundred yen." The boy took out a coin from his pocket.

The homeless man froze for a moment, then immediately realized and let out a loud 'woof'.Hojo Satoru nodded, threw the coin to him, turned and left.

Look, these people don't deserve to be respected. They can learn how to bark a dog for 500 yen, but they protest that others call them homeless, beggars, and demand that they must be called 'street friends' and must be respected. .

But respect is earned by oneself, and others will respect you only when they see that you have dignity.

Just like Hojo Satoru respects senior from the bottom of his heart, because she deserves to be respected.

For example, I met a person and learned her story, from disgust to admiration, from disgust to favor.

Of course, in just three days, there will not be a relationship between a man and a woman. If she were a man, she would be so sad. If she has not experienced life passing by her side, she will not understand.

Hojo Satoru experienced that kind of helpless despair and frustration once, and now he has scored twice. It can only be said that the system can play.

"Om-"

There was a buzzing from the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, Hojo Satoru glanced at the incoming call information, and lightly swipe the answer option.

"Hey! Awu, Awu!"

Tomino on the other end of the phone was super excited. Before Hojo Satoru could speak, he yelled loudly: "Have you got up yet? Have you woke up yet? Watch the news, watch the news!"

Gojo Hojo paused for a moment, and asked back, "Has the truth about the murderer been announced?"

"Yes, that's right, super handsome! It turns out that you are up to date, and now the Internet is shaking!"

"I haven't watched the news yet."

"That's right... Eh? I didn't see why..." Tomino Kenta seemed to be stunned.

Hojo Satoru said softly, "I probably guessed it."

"So that's how it is! As expected of Wu, I already guessed that there was an inside story!" Tomino Kenta became excited again, and said hastily: "Let me tell you, the murderer is so handsome, and he kills all heinous people." The scum! He found the criminal that the police had been looking for for decades!"

As he spoke, this guy read the headline of the news in a pretentiously deep tone, "Who heard Xiao Meixiang's cry 30 years ago? Who comforted the cold epitaph of the innocent? Is he a hero or a ghost? , Is it to enforce justice or to challenge the majesty of the law, who is next? Be handsome, be handsome!"

"Yeah." Hojo Satoru replied lightly.

"Hmm, what, um, you guy, react more, you are so explosive, so handsome, and you kill beautifully!"

Hojo Satoru stopped his slow pace, "I don't think she's handsome, I just think she's pitiful."

Poor dead.

The murderer heard Meixiang's cry, but who heard her cry?Her crying was silent, she just shed tears silently without making any sound.

The murderer comforted the cold epitaph of the innocent, who can comfort her epitaph?Pitiful.

"Poor?" Tomino's voice was slightly different, "He was not caught again, but why are you... no, her?"

"It's nothing, a slip of the tongue." Hojo Satoru shook his head, the pronunciation of "he" and "she" in Japanese are different, and he accidentally said it wrong.

"Oh, that's it, what did I just say?"

Hojo Satoru took a deep breath, and said softly: "Kenta, this world is not black and white. Even if a murderer does justice, he is still a murderer in terms of law. It is no longer Decades ago, it was good luck not to be caught before, if he continued to commit crimes, he would be arrested or even shot to death, and he had no other choice but death."

"Any country will never allow the existence of 'capable' lynching. For example, if a superhero really appears in this world, the government will not thank him for his contribution to society. Instead, he will kill him and do everything possible to kill him. He, because superheroes have the ability to catch criminals, and they also have the ability to pose a threat. The pursuit of a murderer will not stop until he is killed, so don't worship the murderer."

After a long conversation, Tomino on the other end of the phone fell silent, and it took several seconds before he cautiously asked, "Awu, are you in a bad mood?"

"I……"

Hojo Satoru's heart was blocked, and his nose was a little sore. Yes, the goodwill between people is amazing.

Just like Tomino, at first glance, he is a wretched idiot, but after you communicate with him, you will find that he is an excellent person, but he is full of ghs, but he is just talking about it. If you really ask him to accompany you to spy on the women's locker room , he will even stop you and tell you that it is wrong to do so.

Tomino's mind is relatively simple, but his feelings are real. When he woke up in the morning and saw the news, the first thing he wanted to do was to share the joy of harvest with the people he cared about, so he called in a hurry.

So this kind of idiot can easily make others feel good.

That's the feeling.

"Did something happen?" Tomino continued to ask: "By the way, is your stomach better? Do you want me to go to your house..."

"I'm fine, you bastard." Hojo Satoru suddenly laughed, "Don't come, I warn you, if you come, we will break up with each other from now on!"

Tomino on the other end seemed to be taken aback when he heard the other party scolding him, and immediately yelled after a few seconds, "Tell me, what treasure is hidden in your house! I'll be right there!"

"A great beauty, naked."

"Oh."

Tomino snorted and lost interest again, ready to cut off the communication.

"It's good that you bastard is fine. I won't come to you today if I have something to do. I'll go to your house with Sakamoto after school tomorrow. I'll talk about the specifics after school tomorrow. I'll hang up first... Dududu..."

If you have something to call big brother, if you have nothing to do, my uncle?

Hojo Satoru slowly put the phone down from his ear, looked at the hangup interface on the screen, seemed to be poked at the point of laughter, couldn't help laughing.

Then he laughed louder and louder, hugging his stomach and laughing so hard that tears came out.

Lovely people, as are the dead bodies at home.

Hojo Satoru looked up at the sky, the glare of the sun made him squint his eyes.

He dared to stab himself to dig out bullets, his face was contorted in pain, but he didn't shed a single tear, idiot, just because of Xiao Nuannuan, he was crying, isn't it cute?

Because he is not good at words, he doesn't know how to express his guilt, so he is concerned that the quilt will be dried before he dies, and I really hope that the boy can have a good sleep, cute!

Saying that I don't like killing people, what I want to express is: boy, don't hate me, I'm not bad.

Cute, right!

It's so big that it wets the bed, isn't it cute?Wetting the bed and crying, isn't it cute!Give a candy to coax you when you cry, cute!

died.

Because I didn't know the name, I replaced it with a boy, with a serious face and a boy, cute, right?

I can't hear you anymore.

Saying that she is not good at communication, so she has no friends, she is telling the boy that she is chatting with others like this for the first time, she feels very happy, and hopes that the boy can be her friend.

No serious response was received.

It is said that three days are short, but it is enough to be unforgettable. Before he died, he talked so much with the young man, just to understand the young man more.

But no chance to understand.

She said everything but didn't express the full meaning, just like the phrase 'Young man, your soup is delicious, and your sugar is very sweet. ’ translates into understandable words, ‘You are so gentle. '

She said, 'Three days is not short, but it is unforgettable enough that I will not forget it. '

Just saying, thank you.

Hojo Satoru stood up slowly, with a bitter smile on his face, "I really deserve to die."

Yes, damn it, I didn't understand the meaning of her words before she died, and I couldn't save her if I didn't respond to these little wishes.Three days is not short, and the most sincere communication between people, in fact, only needs both parties to put down their guard and open their hearts to talk once.

To open up a chatterbox, sometimes it only takes a few words, such as saying between girls: Don’t look at you laughing and heartless all day long, in fact, I also hope that someone will comfort you, and someone will treat you gently... Come and hug.

The men said to him: You are idle all day long, you are doing nothing, and you are not in a good shape. In fact, you are under a lot of pressure. You don’t know what to do next, right?Come on, smoke.

If you say this to the other person during their depression, most of them will open up the conversation with you, and they will be very sincere.

So, she chatted in the morning like a family routine... Maybe it was the first time in her life that she opened her heart to others.

Hojo Satoru moved his feet, continued to walk forward, walked into Yuji Park, found a dirty bench and sat down, touched the candy from his pocket, peeled it off and stuffed it into his mouth.

It hurts to be helpless.

Senior sister will definitely not be sentenced to death, but it is impossible to hand her over to the police. The first reason is that the premise of being caught for a felony in Japan is that you cannot be injured. Once you are injured and captured, you will know what life is. Better to die.

Ouchijiu was sent to the doctor because of severe nuclear radiation, and was forced to extend his life by the doctor for 83 days. Under the guise of treatment, he conducted legal human research. He watched his body rot alive, and finally died like a slime.

Shinji Aoba, who burned KyoAni's Shinji Aoba, got 90% burns all over his body. He recovered in the end, but at the same time, the doctor also announced the success of the world's first "special skin graft case". Legitimate experiment.

Miyajima Qingluan violated the common sense of physics and chopped up the human body like a melon. After being hit by two hollow point bullets, without anesthesia, she overcame her instinct with willpower alone.

I pulled out the bullet by myself and persisted for three days!So there is no need to doubt the consequences of handing her over to the police, and the body cannot be given to them!