I saw the countdown to their death

Another reason is that I will be stigmatized after calling the police, which is absolutely unbearable.

Parents have worked so hard to grow themselves up, and what is it to repay with crimes?How could that not be a betrayal of a loved one!

The only way is to ask the eldest lady for help, but let’s not talk about familiarity, this matter is not as simple as asking a question, Yue Jianli is the daughter of a capitalist and the heir of the future consortium. The concept is different from that of ordinary people.

The risk is too great to bet on.

Powerless, frustrated, aggrieved and a little sad, this incident is not "unforgettable" to me, the eyes and conversations of the senior sister before she died, and the sound of "juvenile" will never be forgotten in her life.

Watching a living person die in front of him, but I can do nothing, I will regret it for the rest of my life, it's as simple as that!

"Grass."

Hojo Satoru murmured, feeling a little sleepy all of a sudden, he hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past few days, the only time he slept for 8 hours, and he woke up the next day with back pain.

He lay down directly on the bench, shielding the sun with his hands across his face... so fucking tired.

……

The slight vibration caused the boy lying on the bench to faintly open his eyes. It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the sun had already set in the west.

Slowly took out the mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and the contact marked as 'store manager' called.

Hojo Satoru was startled suddenly, subconsciously feeling guilty and suddenly got up. This is normal. If you get caught fishing at work, you will be startled by the boss, let alone overslept and received a phone call from the leader.

"Hello... sorry for the store manager, I forgot to call you... It's true that something happened, and I might not be able to come tonight... It's not something that needs money, no need to pay in advance... Can I come tomorrow..."

Gojo Hojo paused, his chest seemed to be blocked again, and fell silent.

The store manager on the other end of the phone didn't get a response, so he repeated whether he wanted to ask for leave tomorrow, and if he needed to ask for leave, he was now rescheduling.

Hojo Satoru finally spoke after the other party thought the call was cut off for a long time, and was about to hang up, "I'm sorry store manager, I'd better resign, I've caused you trouble these days."

Hearing that the other end of the phone was also silent for a while, and after asking if he was sure, the communication was finally interrupted.

Hojo Satoru had a warm feeling in his heart. When he came to Tokyo, he met good people, teachers, friends, and store managers.

Doesn't he know the bento he is going to throw away for nothing?This is actually not allowed, just pretending not to see it.After receiving the scholarship, he suddenly proposed to shorten the working hours, and the other party readily agreed, and began to transfer shifts.

I asked for leave for two consecutive days, and the other party readily agreed. I didn’t go to work today without saying hello, and I agreed to ask for leave temporarily... Then I asked what happened, do I want to pay my salary in advance, and asked if I would like to ask for leave in the next few days , if needed he will arrange it in advance.

People still have to show some face, they have already caused such a lot of trouble to the other party, I am really sorry to continue to trouble them.

Hojo Satoru stood up from the bench and stretched vigorously, "Well... go home, go home..."

It's enough to be sad for senior sister for a day, and I still have to be busy these days.

Looking for a job again, the senior sister has to deal with the aftermath. I don't know if she is a burden or a relative in the eyes of the guardian. Can she hand over the body, but from the senior sister's attitude that she would rather die outside than inform her family...

How to deal with the aftermath?The home is an absolutely safe area, and it is too easy to dispose of a corpse.

But those 'experiences' on the Internet are outrageous, I can't bear it, and I don't know how to do it. It's an agreement to die decently, and handsome DK must do it when he says it!

As the darkness gradually darkened, Hojo Satoru staggered home with his hands in his pockets, whistling and humming, and silently scolding himself for being an idiot.

After finally getting the double scholarship, he went to the task with the mentality of a gambler, and found that the murderer lady is very cute, so he decided to save her.

After one operation, the money was spent, people died, the task failed, and even the job was lost.

Hey, just for fun!

Before he knew it, Hojo Satoru had already arrived at the old apartment, stood downstairs again and looked at the closed door of his home, and said to himself: "So, the system cannot be touched. It has been 16 years since there was no bird. There's nothing... just a piece of chicken feathers."

Congratulations, you have been thrown into the sidelines by Lao Tzu again, garbage system, even dogs don't need it!Whoever uses it is a dog!

Thinking of this, Hojo Satoru opened the system page, took a final look at his character information, and was about to close it permanently... but suddenly froze.

"Name: Hojo Satoru."

"Sex: Male."

"Charm: 8"

"Intelligence: 7"

"Strength: 6"

"Agility: 5"

"Physical strength: 6"

"Spiritual Power: 1"

"Items & Props: 1up"

"Status: Sick."

Hojo Satoru stared at the spiritual power and item inventory... Remember that your spiritual power is 0? Isn't 1up directly withdrawn after the task fails?

Status... Sick?You are fucking sick, the dog system has drunk too much fake wine, right?

"Hey, that's not right...the fat four fell to the ground..."

Hojo Satoru frowned, opened the mission options, and then slowly opened his eyes wide, staring until they were round.

"Theme Branch: The Fate of a Girl (Completed)"

"Task difficulty: C (weakened to D)"

"Mission rules: You can only complete the mission on your own. If you ask for help, the mission will fail."

"Mission introduction: At one o'clock in the morning on May 27th, a mysterious girl near Sensoji Temple in Taito District will face death threats. Please change her fate."

"The theme of fate: respect, dignity."

"Completion method: participation, witness."

"After all, the girl did not escape the fate of death. You witnessed the end of her short life, reversed the future that was more tragic than death, gave respect and preserved dignity."

"Overall evaluation: You have made your own choice, but there is still a fly in the ointment, task rating: B"

"Rewards have been issued: spiritual power +1, points +1000, yen currency 100 million yen, random passive skills: efficiency learning (life skills), system resident mall opened."

"Your son..."

Hojo Satoru stood there dumbfounded, so he said... did he guess right?Facing the threat of death, does turning the fate mean that you have to save?Is death a kind of destiny?

Isn't it a waste of time?

The teacher often said, you have to review the questions, carefully review the questions... But I can't help but play word games!

Being shot dead by the police and directly dying is two different things from being rescued to a decent death. The fate of being shot and captured is the most tragic. As long as you rescue her yourself in this mission, the follow-up mission will be considered complete regardless of whether she dies or not?

You must also treat people with sincerity, let her open her heart, and die without regret!

So luckily I didn't call Yue Jianli for help, and luckily I didn't ask her for information about my senior's family. As long as I did the task, I would fail directly, because it would be judged as seeking external help.

You have to use your gentleness to influence her, right? You also fucking say that you are not a beautiful girl strategy system!

Hojo Satoru seemed to have thought of something and calmed down a bit, "The fly in the ointment's B score means that there are still A and S on it, and there are at least two ways?"

You have to review the questions, you have to pick out the words, you have to fucking fight with it...

Hojo Satoru stared fixedly at the overall evaluation, and suddenly reacted, quickly closed the task bar, and stared fixedly at the item bar below the character attributes.

"1up: Resurrection once, the host will be resurrected automatically after death."

This is it!

Why do I want two lives? I don't want to live two lives. If I don't encounter danger after this life, wouldn't I be blind for nothing?

The introduction said that he would be resurrected automatically after death, but he didn't say...

Hojo Satoru raised his head and stood on the spot as if in a daze, and his breathing became rapid... But it didn't say that only the host can use it.

Why is it called 1up, because it means a life in the game, 'Player One is up at the machine' is called 1up for short.

But lives in the game can be borrowed!For example, if Contra accidentally dies, he can borrow the lives saved by his teammates to continue playing.

Hojo Satoru felt his hands tremble slightly, fixed his gaze on 1up, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth...

"use!"

"Hint: Invalid target (door)."

"what……"

Hojo Satoru opened his mouth wide, but tightly clenched his fists. He squeezed his fists with all his strength. His heart beat faster, his eyes turned red, and his whole body trembled.

Even if the other party is a heinous criminal, the weight of life is the same for the same kind.In the same class of life, no one has the right to deprive the same kind of life, so the murderer must pay the price.

The murderer is dead, but the lonely, stubborn, clumsy, cute, taciturn, and inarticulate girl allows... a new life!

Still downstairs, still standing in this position looking up at the door of the house.

The first time he hesitated whether to carry her up, the second time he hesitated whether to save her, and this third time...

"Senior sister... Senior sister!!!"

Hojo Satoru shouted and ran towards the stairs, "Sister, wait for me!!!"

Other people's system task completion directly prompts that the task is completed, what does this system B prompt?It says 'mission ended'!

Are you still in the mood to go to the task in that state in the morning?Looking at the system page?This is not what mentality is!

The stupid system made me emo for a day!

Damn, woof woof!

Chapter 24 Boys See You Tomorrow

The first quarter moon is like a smiling mouth, hanging in the cloudless clear night sky, watching the feasting and feasting city that never sleeps.

Until the stream of traffic becomes sparse, until the dazzling neon lights are extinguished one after another, the noise and prosperity gradually quiet down.

Tokyo was about to fall asleep, but in an old second-floor apartment in Mitani District, a girl was waking up leisurely.

Her slender eyelashes trembled a few times, her ruddy lips slightly opened a gap, and she murmured in a sleepy dream: "Young man..."

There was no response to the soft call, but following the call, the dim-thinking girl finally opened her eyes faintly.

Miyajima Qingluan stared blankly at the pitch-black ceiling until his pupils focused and his vision changed from hazy to clear.The light in the small room was not turned on, but those accustomed to the darkness could clearly see the familiar old ceiling and the familiar old-fashioned chandelier.

This sleep was the most peaceful sleep in the past few days. The body was clean, refreshing and not sticky, no pain and numbness, no nightmares and palpitations... very comfortable.

"juvenile."

Miyajima Qingluan, who was also clear-headed, called softly, and subconsciously turned her head to look at her side, "Young man, I'm awake..."

The low table was still not far away, but the boy didn't sit there cross-legged like before.

In just three days, he was used to sitting cross-legged in front of a low table, and he could be seen just by turning his head.He was there reading, doing homework, or playing with his mobile phone... But he was always paying attention to the situation here.

Let's go out, Miyajima Qingluan thought to himself.

I have troubled him these days. I have spent so much energy and money for myself... He comes from a very remote mountain village and should be very poor. Only poor people would rent this kind of single room.

If you're not at home now, you probably haven't left work yet.

Miyajima Qingluan suddenly felt a little chilly, and instinctively looked down slightly.Because the original blanket became a blanket under his body, he covered himself with a large coat, and his lower body could hardly be covered, so he felt a little cold after nightfall.

Looking around, the plastic basin for wiping his body stood under the sink, and there was a tiny light shining in the kitchen next door. The rice cooker was set to keep warm, and there should be cooking or warming other things in it.

I haven't eaten for a long time, and suddenly I have an appetite.

His school uniform and tie hung on the hook next to the closet. It was the uniform of Aoyama High School, and he was from the same school as himself.

Miyajima Qingluan turned her head to look at the balcony so that she could see the sky.

When the boy was away, he couldn't watch him go about his business, he could only turn his head to look at the sky, and lying here in a daze was the greatest pleasure.But now the quilt is still hanging on the crossbar, blocking all sight.

The dark room was empty, and the Sangu District was far away from the hustle and bustle, but now it was even more silent.

Miyajima Qingluan was suddenly a little thirsty, and her mouth was also very sour. It was because she ate sugar and didn't drink water, and her mouth was closed for a long time, which caused sourness. I haven't brushed my teeth for so many days, and now my mouth should have a strong odor. Bar.

The boy hasn't come back yet, his sight is blocked, he's a little bored...

Last night, I felt very uncomfortable, dizzy, had a headache, and felt cold all over... But I felt much better in the morning, so I wanted to chat with him for a while on a whim.

The young man is a good person, and I also unknowingly regard him as a reliance, and can only rely on him.

Miyajima Qingluan withdrew her gaze and looked at the outline of the chandelier above her head.

In the morning, the nervous look of the young man was interesting. He thought he was going to die, so he was very nervous, and even said some nonsensical words to comfort himself.