Chapter 333 Twenty Sweethearts

When Zhu Fu Gao Ming got home, he saw a pair of shoes he had never seen before at the entrance. Judging from the appearance, it should belong to a little boy.

Strange, could it be that dad brought his students home to play?

As an elementary school teacher, my father does have children visiting his home occasionally, but today is different.

He felt a little strange because at this time of year in previous years, his parents would go to the cemetery to chat with Jingguang. He had also rushed back from Tokyo specially and was going to go there after tidying up the room.

After all, today is my brother’s...death anniversary.

When he thought of this, even though five years had passed, Zhu Fu Gaoming's eyes dimmed. This was something he would never be able to completely let go of no matter how much time had passed.

That day five years ago was just an ordinary Saturday. He was not at home because he was attending a school club activity. His parents were out on business and Jingguang was attending classes at school. Nothing would have happened - but the elementary school ended early that day.

They speculated on what happened next based on the scene at the time: Not long after Jingguang returned home alone, perhaps the doorbell rang, or someone knocked on the door, so he ran to the entrance and talked to the person through the door. It was unknown what the person said, but Jingguang, who was always vigilant, took the initiative to open the door, and then...

After the child came back from school early, he even secretly helped his mother with a lot of housework. But when they got home, they only saw a mess on the floor, and a sticky note on the floor that had been oxidized and blackened by blood and could not be seen clearly. Zhu Fu Gaoming tried to identify it for a long time before he found that it was a sentence: [Mom, please praise me, I mopped the floor well! ]

Zhu Fu Gao Ming, who was only thirteen years old at the time, took great pains to resist the urge to crumple the sticky note into a ball and carefully put it away.

Who was the one who murdered his seven-year-old brother? Zhu Fu Gaoming and his parents wanted to know the murderer's identity and motive. They had not let it go for five years and it was impossible for them to let it go easily.

Zhufu Gaoming liked to read ancient Chinese texts, and he also knew that "human beings are mortal, and their lives are short", but Jingguang was only seven years old. He did not have the chance to take another look at this world, but he met such a fate first. How could his family members accept it?

After the incident, he regretted it more than once, thinking if he had come back earlier, if Jingguang came to the school to find him, if his parents were at home at that time - but Morofu Gaoming soon realized that regret was useless and would only make the pain deeper.

Now that he has been studying at Tohoku University for almost a year, his future plans have become clearer: he wants to become a policeman.

Before Zhufu Gaoming walked into the living room, Chijiang Nayue heard his footsteps, so when Zhufu's parents turned around, Chijiang Nayue exchanged glances with Zhufu Jingguang who was flying in the air, and then they both looked quietly at little Jingguang who was sitting in a daze on the sofa beside him.

[Mom and Dad look... so tired.] Xiao Jingguang muttered, rubbing his eyes with his fists, pretending that he didn't feel any pain and almost cried, [I, I really want to eat the buckwheat noodles made by my mom.]

Chijiang Nayue and Zhufu Jingguang both sighed silently.

It took them some effort to convince the teacher and they took leave to go sweep Xiao Jingguang's grave. The child was in a good mood at the time. After so many years, he had become accustomed to his ghost state. It was normal for him to be excited when someone suddenly appeared who could see him and talk to him.

Until they met Zhufu's parents who happened to be in the cemetery, Xiao Jingguang was in a low mood from that time on. After Chijiang Nayue thought for a while, he secretly discussed with others, and they finally reached a consensus.

Let’s go home with Xiao Jingguang and have a look.

It was of course impossible to let so many of them go together without exposing Xiao Jingguang's existence as a ghost, so the person finally chosen was Chijiang Nayue. He didn't have any objections and was happy to make such a trip, because even if he didn't meet Zhufu's parents, Zhufu's house was also included in his original itinerary.

With Akae Nazuki's current appearance as an elementary school student and the fact that he was already familiar with Morobushi Kagemitsu, he easily gained the trust of Morobushi's parents, and in their eyes he became a strange person who was "Morobushi's former good friend who came to pay his respects after learning about his situation many years later."

From other perspectives, this is not wrong.

Zhufu Gaoming came at a very good time. Before he came, Chijiang Nayue had already chatted with Zhufu's parents for a while and succeeded in making them like him more. So some words and some of his original purpose of coming here could already be said.

"Actually, I heard Xiao Jing mention something at that time." Zhu Fu Gao Ming heard the child on the sofa say this as soon as he came in. "He said that one of his classmates unfortunately passed away due to illness. Before that, he also told him that he had a quarrel with his father. I heard from Xiao Jing that Teacher Zhu Fu was the class teacher of that child at that time, right?"

The other three obviously didn't know why he suddenly brought this up, and the little Jingguang sitting next to him widened his eyes: [Huh? How did you know - Oh! ]

Xiao Jingguang remembered that his future self had come, and realized that it was his future self who said this.

...Huh? Since nothing happened to him in the future and he grew up to be 30 years old, why did he meet that man again?

Because of the intense pain and fear of death, Xiao Jingguang actually could not remember what the man who killed him looked like. But when Chijiang Nayue mentioned this, a bloody face suddenly flashed through his mind.

I remember.

"Xiao Jing said that the classmate said 'I never want to go home again' when he was arguing with his father, and the accident happened on that day... Didn't the police suspect that the murderer was not an indiscriminate killer or a psychopath, but someone who had a grudge against you teachers? But at that time, no one was found to have any deadly enemies among the interpersonal relationships of the few of you."

Chijiang Nayue lowered her eyes, and her voice overlapped with Xiao Jingguang's, who was recalling everything: "But what if the other party unilaterally believes that he has a grudge against Mr. Zhufu, and unilaterally believes that the incident was Mr. Zhufu's fault?"

[That man, he is Yuri's father! ]

"The student Yuri who was in trouble at that time, her father's subsequent behavior, and the family's history of mental illness." He calmly looked at Zhufu's parents across from him and Zhufu Gaoming behind the sofa, "As long as we verify these, we can know if he is the murderer, right?"

This statement is indeed quite far-fetched, but for the Fu family, who have not found the murderer in five years, this is the closest they have ever been to the murderer.

Chi Jiang Na Yue also knew this, which is why he spread the news in this way. It’s not that he didn’t want to provide more convincing evidence... but if he said more, it wouldn’t be able to explain why he knew it.

Because of Chijiang Nayue's suggestion, Zhufu's parents were really restless. After Zhufu Gaoming volunteered to stay and entertain the child, they hurriedly left home, ready to go and confirm whether their just guess was true or not.

Zhu Fu Gaoming, who stayed behind, squatted down beside the sofa, looked at the boy seriously, and thanked him: "Thank you for your help... This is really important to us."

"You're welcome." The boy shook his head gently, his expression remained calm from beginning to end. "I just want to help my friend find the murderer who hurt him."

"..." Zhu Fu Gaoming was silent for a moment, then smiled, "It seems that my brother has a great friend."

"Come to think of it, I remember Jingguang said at that time that he prepared a gift for his friend, but in the end he didn't give it away. Can you wait here for a moment? I'll go get the gift."

Chijiang Nayue shook her calves unconsciously and nodded in response.

Although according to the time, Xiao Jingguang should have prepared the gift for Xiao Cao, but it doesn't matter. After he takes it, he can also help hand it over to Xiao Cao, so that the child can think that Xiao Jingguang is still alive.

He didn't want his friend to die in front of too many people, even if it was eighteen years ago.

However, plans could not keep up with the changes. Not long after Zhufu Gaoming went upstairs, Chijiang Nayue felt the cell phone in his pocket vibrate, and Zhufu Jingguang next to him was also shocked and looked out the window sharply.

"There is the aura of a bad sweetheart, and it is very strong!" Zhu Fu Jingguang said solemnly.

Akajina took out her cell phone and took a look. It was indeed a message from Xiao Ling and the others. The content was the same as what Morobushi Jingguang said. When they were shopping outside with Furuya Rei and a few other guardian sweethearts, they found traces of the bad sweetheart!

[It seems that Xiaocao will have to wait a little longer for the gift to arrive.] Xiao Jingguang shrugged, [But it doesn't matter! It's already been five years late, so it won't matter if it's delayed a little longer. Let's go now, shall we?]

So naturally, when Zhu Fu Gaoming came down with the gift, there was no one on the sofa.

…

Xiao Ling and his companions have been in contact with Bad Sweetheart for a week. Even though they have not transformed themselves to deal with it, they have plenty of experience in fighting Bad Sweetheart. Before Chi Jiang's moon came over, they successfully led Bad Sweetheart to a deserted small park.

Bang!

While yelling into the pitch-black microphone, Bad Sweetheart used purple-black energy to gather musical notes and shot them at the children below. However, the agile children skillfully dodged its attacks and hid behind the shelters they found.

"Come to think of it, the other guardian sweethearts are here with us, so this time, Nazuki-chan will finally transform with Morobushi-chan, right?" Kenji suddenly said something inappropriate.

"Hey..." Zhen Ping's eyes widened, and he also began to think, "Now that you mention it, it seems to be true. I wonder what he and Zhufu will look like when they transform."

During this time, Akae Nazuki usually transformed with Matsuda Jinpei, and then used his fists to beat up the bad sweethearts and the bad guys while physically purifying them. Hagiwara Kenji and Date Kou also transformed with him once, but Furuya Rei and Morofushi Kagemitsu never transformed with Akae Nazuki even once.

This made the kids anxious to know what their transformed looks would be like, and now that they have the chance to find out, of course they are looking forward to it.

"Don't chat at this time!" Xiao Ling turned his head and glared at them. Furugaya Ling in mid-air also glared at his friends in synchronization with his movements.

It was nothing, they both knew clearly whether these friends wanted to know what they would look like after transformation or whether they wanted to drag them out and publicly execute them! After all, it was not only Chijiang Nayue who was easily embarrassed after transformation, but also the real masters who revealed some of their preferences.

Xiao Hang obviously wanted to say something, but his eyes suddenly fixed on Xiao Ling's back, and he nervously shouted a warning: "Get out of the way!"

A huge energy note was flying towards the back of Xiao Ling, who was caught off guard for a moment. Judging from the force with which the thing hit the ground, it was definitely enough to injure the child.

It's just that they discovered it too late, and even the nearest Furiya Rei didn't have time to push people away.

The next second, after a whoosh sound, a bullet coming from a distance knocked the energy note to the ground, and then the bullet turned into fragments and disappeared.

"BlueWatcher, online."

The phone in Kenji's pocket suddenly answered the call, and a familiar, reassuring voice came from the receiver.

Invisible from their sight, on the top floor of a tall building facing the small park, the boy holding the sniper rifle was still lying on the ground. He saw the panicked look of the bad sweetheart through the scope and licked his lips unconsciously.

"Leave the target to me." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the young sniper, "I won't give it a chance to escape."