A Young Woman's Heart

"Stop!" He stretched out his right arm and shouted angrily, which actually startled the other party.

It was a person who was bundled up tightly despite it being summer, making it impossible to tell if they were male or female, and they even wore sunglasses over their eyes.

Given his suspicious attire, it's almost certain that he's a human trafficker!

Two little boys were already tied up on the ground.

Their mouths were both gagged, so they couldn't even cry for help; they could only sob and weep.

The little boy who had just been taken back was like a crucian carp that had been caught and pulled ashore. He was struggling hard, and when he saw Duanmu Ji, he was clearly stunned.

Although he had never seen a Kamen Rider like this before, he had watched the previous generations of Kamen Rider on DVD at his classmate's house.

This design is almost entirely consistent.

"Ughhhhh!!!" He was overjoyed and struggled even harder.

"Who are you?" the trafficker asked in a shrill voice, which sounded like a woman. "Dressed like that, are you crazy?"

"I'm just a Kamen Rider passing by," Duanmu Ji replied instinctively.

"I advise you not to be nosy!"

"If I see human traffickers abducting children and I don't do anything about it, then I'm not human."

"Do you want to die?" The man brandished a fruit knife.

"Put them down, then turn yourself in!" Duanmu Ji's legs were actually trembling a little, but he still tried his best to stand up straight.

Because he was wearing a leather suit and a mask, no one could see his expression, so even just standing there coldly, he still had a certain intimidating presence.

"Hah—" The human trafficker let out a low growl like a wolfhound and pounced on him without any warning.

The cold, menacing fruit knife was plunged directly into his stomach.

Duanmu Ji narrowly avoided the attack, but the sheath was still slightly scratched by the gleaming fruit knife, though it didn't cut through the sheath completely, perhaps because the knife wasn't sharp enough.

This is quite unexpected; they're clearly just human traffickers, yet they act like desperate criminals.

Logically speaking, shouldn't the human traffickers run away in this situation?

Duanmu Ji frantically rolled over on the ground, then quickly stood up against the wall, only to have the opponent's knife arrive once more.

This time, his luck wasn't so good; the knife pierced his arm, and bright red blood gushed out.

The arm part of the leather hood was instantly stained red.

But the knife got stuck there and couldn't be pulled out.

His left hand was injured, but his right arm was fine.

At this moment, he knew he could no longer back down and had to take this opportunity to pin the other person to the ground!

As expected, his opponent was a woman, weaker than Duanmu Ji. This gave him the advantage, and his desperate struggle allowed him to unleash his full power.

"Ahhh—!" At this point, he didn't care about the consequences. He punched the other person in the chest several times in a row, making it difficult for the other person to breathe and almost causing him to faint.

The pain in his left hand only made him use more force. After a dozen or so punches, he finally beat the human trafficker so badly that he couldn't stand up anymore.

"Cough..." Duanmu Ji took a deep breath of the stale air inside the suit. He had used up too much oxygen at once, and the suit itself made him feel very uncomfortable.

He stumbled over to the two little boys, trying to untie the ropes binding them, only to find that they were tied in a tight knot, making it impossible to untie them immediately.

"What's going on?" A middle-aged man passing by was startled. Seeing the two little boys tied up, his first thought was that this must be a case of human trafficking, but for a moment he couldn't tell whether the one lying down was the trafficker or the one standing up...

"Trouble... phew... call the police." Duanmu Ji said breathlessly, walking back to the human trafficker and using his weight to pin her down.

"Then I'll have to call 120 for you again."

“No, no… I can get to the hospital myself…” Duanmu Ji shook his head, clearly not wanting to spend the money for an ambulance.

"What's going on? What's going on?" The middle-aged man and several of his companions, who had been walking behind, all crowded around, asking questions all at once.

After explaining the situation, Duanmu Ji asked them to watch over the place, and then staggered to the nearest hospital.

That's right, it's that provincial cancer hospital.

However, that place specializes in treating tumors, and I don't know if they treat patients in the emergency room.

At this point, Duanmu Ji was at his wit's end; he felt he couldn't hold on much longer than he could go.

The surface of the leather case was stained dark red, and fresh blood was slowly flowing out.

……

Meanwhile, after calling the police, officers from the Public Security Bureau quickly arrived at the scene, and the two little boys were successfully freed by cutting the ropes with scissors.

"Kamen Rider, Kamen Rider!!" But one of the little boys didn't seem scared at all; instead, he shouted excitedly.

"Little friend, what's your name? Can you tell us what happened?"

"Kamen Rider!! Ah, my name is Jiang Ting!"

"What exactly happened?"

"At first, that person tried to kidnap us. My friend was smothered with a handkerchief and immediately passed out. Before I could even react, I also passed out, but I woke up quickly. When I woke up, she hadn't tied me up yet, so I tried to escape, but she still caught me and tied me up. And then...!" Jiang Ting paused deliberately, "Then the Kamen Rider arrived. He knocked the kidnapper to the ground, and that's how we were rescued!!"

"Kamen Rider?"

"Hmm, just like in the TV show—but a little different too. I've never seen that kind of Kamen Rider before. Ahh!! I remember now, I saw him in a store before, he looked exactly like the one in the poster!!!"

Where have I seen you before?

"There's a poster in front of that nearby music store, and it's his picture!"

The police officers looked at each other, but ultimately had no choice but to take the children away first, and then take statements from the middle-aged men on the spot before leaving.

The two children were in relatively good spirits and could accurately recite their parents' phone numbers. Before long, both children's parents came over.

Although nothing serious happened in the end, their mother still hugged them and cried.

"Mom, I'm fine."

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have let you walk alone at night... It's all my fault..."

"I'm with Bai Hao!"

"I'll pick you up from school next time."

"Hmm... okay." Jiang Ting did not object to this.

"The child isn't very old, but you still need to be careful when walking at night. Next time it's too late, it's better to pick him up and drop him off," the police officer advised. "Otherwise, who knows what kind of tragedy might have occurred."

Meanwhile, in another interrogation room, the woman was being interrogated.

All the things covering her face had been removed, revealing a pale and emaciated woman who also appeared to be slightly cross-eyed.

"Name, gender, occupation," a very dignified old criminal police officer asked sternly.

But once she was caught, she seemed to have a sudden emotional breakdown and burst into tears.

They showed no kindness to the human traffickers. This guy had prepared drugs that could render children unconscious in a short time, so it was clear that he wasn't acting impulsively, but rather had planned it in advance.

"Stop crying, it won't help. Tell us the details of what happened, and we might be able to give you a lighter sentence!"

"Hmm..."

"Can't you speak properly?"

"That's right, I did it all. I just wanted to take revenge on society!"

"What have you done?"

"Cut off these little boys' testicles, hahaha... Men are all the same, I won't let them grow up to be men!! It's better to make them unable to be men from now on!"

The detectives exchanging glances, then suddenly became excited, because it meant that a cold case had finally been solved.

……

Chapter 140 has been cancelled.

Although school hasn't officially started yet, the summer vacation is almost over, and the principal of Yukong High School has already begun working.

There are many things to plan and prepare before the start of the school year.

“Principal Mo, the district-wide high school game competition application we submitted to the Education Bureau has been rejected.” Yinling pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and placed a document on the table.

"Ah."

"The higher-ups said that electronic games should not be widely publicized, so they did not allow us to jointly organize this video game competition with other schools."

"Hmm." Mo Kong nodded lightly, adjusting his monocle as if he had expected this. "Then let's change it to be held only within this school."

"Are all the rewards the same?"

"Hmm, how's the other thing going?"

"About forming a band for competitions?"

"Hmm." Mo Kong took a sip of the coffee on the table, turned his leather chair, and looked out the window at the quiet street.

"The Education Bureau said they still need to consider it, because organizing such an event is not like the Mathematical Olympiad, which everyone can participate in."

The phrase "everyone can participate" here means there is no financial barrier; as long as you are good at math, you can participate. However, when it comes to bands, the instruments alone can deter many people.

Western musical instruments, in particular, are very expensive and simply not affordable for ordinary people.

Therefore, when considering this kind of competition, the entry requirements must be taken into account.

"These are the matters that the Education Bureau inquired about." Yinling handed over another document.

Mo Kong caught the document with his other hand, unfolded it, and looked at it.

The main issue mentioned above is funding, including how the competition should be organized, how to choose a venue, and how to solve the problem of band practice for each school.

To put it bluntly, the Education Bureau is unwilling to allocate too much funding; at most, they are only willing to provide venue fees and the final prize fees.

The situation varies from school to school. Some schools may be able to afford a lot of instruments, enough to support several bands.

Some, however, can probably only support one band.

Even top-tier high schools don't have that much funding.

It's important to know that Mo Kong often used funds from his family business to manage Yu Kong High School.