Chapter 81 Chapter 81 I really hate this world...
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Except when attacking, Suehiro Tetsuji didn't seem to look at Mo Shiyu much.
He sheathed his sword and cast a cold gaze at Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei. "This is a confidential government mission. Stay out of it."
Matsuda Jinpei pulled Mo Shiyu behind him and sneered, "I said, if they're wearing a uniform, they're government service. And what kind of uniform is this? Is it cosplay?"
Mo Shiyu was protected by the police officer behind him and felt complicated.
It's like this again.
Standing in front of him every time.
As if he were a child who needed protection.
"This isn't cosplay." Suehiro Tetsuji explained subconsciously, then seemed to realize for the first time that his outfit did look a bit like a role-play. He lowered his head in confusion.
This is the difference between urban supernatural comics and realistic comics. In Conan, the police, including the five-member police academy team, all wear corporate suits, but the clothes of the unconventional characters are extremely fashionable.
Sometimes, because the painting styles are too different, a strange sense of disconnection is created. Not only Mo Shiyu, but even the characters in the original novel can notice it.
Suehiro Tetsuji studied his cool and handsome dark red military uniform and standard cloak for a while, thought for two seconds, and decided not to waste any more words. He kicked his feet, his figure flashed, and he bypassed the two police officers and attacked Mo Shiyu.
He probably had no intention of killing anyone. Before attacking Mo Shiyu's neck, the blade turned in the air and became the back of the knife.
At the critical moment, the baby in Mo Shiyu's arms suddenly stuck its head out, opened its mouth wide, and bit the tip of the knife with a "Ah Wu".
Knife chips flew everywhere.
"?" Suehiro Tiechang quickly took two steps back, paused for two seconds, and looked down at his broken sword blade in confusion.
Mo Shiyu was also stunned. He stared at She Yu blankly.
When did his rag doll start growing teeth?
"Ah, I remember now." Matsuda Jinpei suddenly pointed at the doll and suddenly realized, "I remember who it is!"
Before, when they went to crack down on prostitution, no, when they went to capture the top members of the Fujiwara family, he hanged himself on the helicopter on the roof!
No wonder it looked familiar just now!
Kenji Hagiwara also frowned slightly. He remembered that night on the rooftop, when the white-haired doll jumped out of the knot on which it was hanging and moved towards the little fish little by little, as if it was love at first sight.
I didn't expect that it would really connect me.
Kenji Hagiwara has a stomachache. Does Xiaoshiyu know the identity of the doll?
In fact, Yan Er is not a feudal person. He has never cared whether his friend's partner is a man, a woman or a couple, as long as he is over 18 and a human being.
I never thought that Kenji-chan, who has such an open view on love, would face such a challenge one day.
Over 18? Not sure. Human? Not sure.
Sheyu covered her mouth with her two sharp teeth, chewed and chewed, until the knife broke into pieces, and swallowed it with a gulp.
Mo Shiyu immediately lifted Sheyu up with worry and poked his soft belly, fearing that a string of iron wire would grow out of the baby's cotton belly. "Why do you eat everything?"
She Yu shook her head to indicate that she was fine, then raised her head and opened her mouth towards him obediently, revealing a bottomless black hole.
Mo Shiyu: “…” Is this really a baby stuffed with cotton?
He felt that She Yu was listless a few days ago and kept staying in the bag. He became more active last night. He didn't expect that he had upgraded?
Mo Shiyu really didn't know that babies could grow teeth. She Yu was becoming more and more like a human.
Suehiro Tetsuji watched helplessly as the doll swallowed his weapon. He gripped the broken hilt tightly, his handsome, cold eyes revealing a clarity untainted by knowledge. He said coldly, "This is unscientific."
Mo Shiyu thought to himself, do you still believe in that stuff?
He winked gently, "Mr. Agent, since you don't have any weapons anymore, why not buy me tea next time."
Suehiro Tetsugu was taken aback by his blinking eyes, his expression showing a hint of confusion in the three-point nothingness, "That makes sense... Wait, no."
"Why?"
"Because the Hound doesn't allow failure."
Suehiro Tiechang rallied his strength, swept his broken sword, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife, "Come again."
Mo Shiyu raised his lips and spoke softly, pausing each word, "I said next time. Don't you understand? Government agent."
Suehiro Tetsuji suddenly paused, and saw that the figure of the young man with long ash-gray hair in front of him had become blurred, as if hidden in the smoke.
"Illusion?" He whispered to himself, as if trying to confirm something. "The person has already escaped? Where is his aura?"
He turned his head and looked towards the north with his eagle-like eyes. Where was it?
There is actually a sorcerer helping him.
"I thought he was just an ordinary person without any special abilities. I underestimated him. I have to write a self-criticism when I get back."
Suehiro Tiechang's eyes darkened, he jumped down the stairs, kicked off his feet, and chased after there like a high-speed bullet.
The strong wind blew Hagiwara Kenji's bangs up, and he sighed softly, "Superman is reborn."
Matsuda Jinpei's eyes were numb. "It's normal. Last time I saw an American burning dollars in a fight. It's just basic esper tactics."
****
"Okay, everyone has left, you can come out now." Matsuda Jinpei turned around and glanced at the maple tree behind him.
Mo Shiyu walked out from behind the maple tree and leaned against it. His smoky gray hair hung down, against the backdrop of the red maple leaves. He smiled beautifully and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome," said Matsuda Jinpei. "After all, we've already seen what this little kid can do once."
Hagiwara Kenji looked at him with a slightly gloomy look in his eyes. Mo Shiyu always looked indifferent, like an ordinary college student, as if fate had never left any trace on him.
But Kenji Hagiwara already knew that he was not an innocent little prince. Beneath his bright and handsome appearance, were hidden pains and scars.
"Little fish..." Hagiwara Kenji just opened his mouth to say a word and his expression suddenly changed.
Mo Shiyu only had time to take half a step back. The next second, a shadow flashed across his vision, and his pupils shrank into needles. Wawa used Mo Shiyu's shoulder as a fulcrum, opened its mouth wide, and bit down fiercely with its serrated teeth like a rolling knife. The other party had to retract his hand.
Mo Shiyu gritted his teeth and turned his head to the side, leaving a blood mark on his cheek. He turned around and locked the man in front of him with his shoulders using a joint technique, then threw him out violently.
The man rolled flexibly on the ground and slowly stood up.
"Oh my, this is incredible." A gentle and elegant voice sounded, and it was another man in dark red military uniform.
He had white hair with red highlights at the ends, and his eyes were lightly closed.
"It turns out that one heartbeat can be two people." He said softly with deep meaning.
Mo Shiyu narrowed his eyes slightly.
The man leaned down and saluted gracefully. "Hello, I'm Ye Caiju. Unlike that idiot Tiechang, I have sensitive ears, so I won't be fooled by illusions."
"By the way, Tiechang is the one who was chasing the illusion just now."
Mo Shiyu said nothing.
"Mr. Mo, please don't misunderstand. We want to protect you." Tiao Ye Caiju said calmly, "We all think you shouldn't continue to act unprotected in the outside world."
"That's a nice thing to say." Mo Shiyu sneered, "I'm not a citizen of your country. Even if I completely disappear from your country, no one will seek justice for me."
"You are a very suspicious person." Tiaoye Caiju raised her eyebrows.
Hagiwara Kenji's eyes swept across the wound on the side of Mo Shiyu's face, and his eyes turned completely cold. "I don't know which secret agency of the government you are agents of, but is it appropriate to embarrass a foreign citizen who poses no threat to society like this?"
Jouno Caiju turned her head and looked precisely at Hagiwara Kenji with her eyes closed.
"harmless?"
He laughed. "I see you two are holding guns, so you must be police officers. So, are you protecting him because you think he's a harmless citizen?"
"So what?"
Tiaoye Caiju said, "What if I say he's a murderer who's committed at least seventy assassinations?"
Hagiwara Kenji slowly opened his eyes wide.
“…” Mo Shiyu closed his eyes tightly.
"There's more than that." Tiaoye Caiju turned her head and walked closer to the young man with long gray hair.
"Your love, care, and desire to protect him were all forced upon you by him."
He stopped a few steps in front of Mo Shiyu and said slowly, "Even if the iron intestine is natural, it won't let the target go so easily."
"Mr. Mo, you're really strange." He kept his eyes closed and spoke softly, like a whisper. "Even though I know you're a murderer, I still can't bear to be cruel to you. Even if I can't see you, I'm still affected by you. I want to explore your past, find excuses for you, and even subconsciously want to let you go."
"No one in this world can escape your influence."
"No one is more suitable for the title of 'pollution' than you."
"Do you admit that?"
The white doll suddenly leaped up and bit his neck fiercely, but Tiao Ye Caiju dodged it. The doll fell to the ground, a tattered piece of string slowly gathering at its tip. It stared straight at him, its dark eyes filled with a chilling coldness that made one's hair stand on end.
"The child who protects his master." Tiaoye Caiju said softly.
Mo Shiyu suddenly turned his head and a blade brushed past his cheek.
"You're playing tricks on me, damn it." Suehiro Tiezhang squatted on the ground, breathing lightly, his face pale and cold, as if he had suffered ten thousand blows.
Kenji Hagiwara gritted his teeth and stared at Mo Shiyu stubbornly, as if he wanted to stare a hole through the silent young man.
Why?
It was obvious that two years ago, he was still working in a cake shop. His life was ordinary but warm. He had a place to call home. Those short two months were even enough for an artist to use him as inspiration for a heartwarming comic, which was loved by countless people he had never met.
Kenji Hagiwara couldn't help thinking about this since a long time ago, probably when he walked out of the cake shop or found deeper and darker clues from the human traffickers.
How did Xiaoshiyu survive to this day?
This is a child so beautiful that almost no one can compare to him.
But when beauty is linked to the dark side of the world, it is definitely not a gift from fate.
Kenji Hagiwara has thought of countless possibilities.
It was as if there was an invisible hand pushing him from behind. Could he be pulled out of the quagmire in time if he moved faster?
Is it still too late? Is it really still too late?
Today, reality finally lay before him in a bloody scene.
It's too late. There's no going back.
Some things are like old stains on the windows. As long as you wipe them hard, you will be able to see the scenery outside one day.
But some things are not stains, but rust that penetrates deep into the bone marrow. Even if bones and flesh are broken, they cannot be wiped clean.
***
"Ha ha."
Mo Shiyu wiped the blood off his cheek and suddenly raised his head and laughed.
When he completely dropped the pretense, that sickly, yet precious, aura of elegance permeated him. His neck was thin and slender, a clear, porcelain-white, but his raised lips added a touch of vivid ambiguity.
If a person is compared to jade, he must be the most precious jade object in the world.
However, his laughter seemed to contain a blade, as if every breath was cutting the trachea, so harsh that it made people cry.
Even just listening to it makes people feel sad.
"Are you going too far?" Suehiro Tetsuji said in a low voice with an expressionless face.
Jouno lowered his eyes, "Why are you so soft on the murderer?"
No matter how special a criminal is, he is still a criminal.
They are gentle enough.
Mo Shiyu laughed enough, reached into his pocket and pulled out a pistol.
Hagiwara Kenji's eyes trembled, and Matsuda Jinpei took a step forward anxiously, "Hey!"
"Sorry. I just want to say one thing." Mo Shiyu looked at them.
"Officer Hagiwara, Officer Matsuda, I'm a liar. I've told you very few truths. I know it must be difficult for you to believe what I'm going to say next."
He looked at them intently, his voice hoarse.
"I hold no ill will towards you. I never expected to meet you. I tried so hard to go back to college, but now it seems impossible. But when I'm with you, the way you look at me makes me think I'm just an ordinary student, not an ugly monster. I feel like I'm dreaming, and I really want to keep going like this, but this is so unfair to you. I'm sorry."
Kenji Hagiwara opened his mouth, and his throat felt like it was blocked by a sour, hard lump.
"Either way, pointing a gun at a former friend is too cruel. Officers, leave this to us. You may leave first." Tiaoye Caiju slowly raised the knife. "It's time to end this."
Mo Shiyu raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at his temples, he said.
"I really hate this world."
He pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Bang!"
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