The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

Relying on the other party's strength while belittling the other party's existence - holding the bowl and eating while cursing, that's probably it.

"Children are treasures of the world... That's what the person who saved me said, and I believe it too."

Kisara slowly squatted down and made his height equal to the other person's.

“Does it sound a bit... corny?” But Chishou Natsuyo’s voice was trembling.

The other party did not treat the cursed child as a prop or a comrade-in-arms, but as a real child.

——It’s obviously a very normal thing, but why do I feel touched?

"Let's just take it as it is. The guy who said this has a bad personality."

I scratched my head, and this is the only thing I can't do about it...plus the coffee tastes unexpectedly bad!

However, just as the two were about to continue searching, the radio behind Chiju Natsuyo rang.

"Xia Shi! Are you still alive?" It was the voice of Yixiong Jiangjian. His words were a little rough, but one could hear the concern in them.

"Are you all right, Mr. Warden?"

"Well, but I need your help to make a decision on a problem."

"Yes, please go ahead."

The situation is exactly the opposite with other police officers, where the initiator is responsible for output and the promoter is responsible for assistance.

Because Ikuma Masakazu's brain is full of muscles, it is usually Senju Natsuyo, the brains, who makes the decisions in battle.

"We have found traces of that masked bastard. He seems to be near an underground research institute...but for some reason there are Self-Defense Forces around him."

"Self-Defense Forces?"

"Yes, but they are all dead. It looks like there are dozens of them. They must have been dead for some time."

"Mr. Jiang Jian, are there any signs of fighting around?"

"Fighting? Why are you asking? ...Well, there was, and we found a lot of bullet holes around."

In other words, these members of the Self-Defense Forces were killed after a period of fighting, rather than being killed suddenly.

Instinctively sensing that something was wrong, Kisara and Chiju Natsuyo frowned at the same time.

If it was just the Self-Defense Forces that appeared here, they would not be too surprised. After all, since it involves the safety of the Tokyo area, it is normal for the Self-Defense Forces to be unable to sit still.

But the question is, why didn’t they report it when they had clearly encountered the enemy?

Chapter 209: Laboratory and the Appearance of Leech Shadow

Because of the abnormal behavior of the Self-Defense Forces, Chiju Natsuyo specifically instructed Ikuma Masakazu and nearby police officers not to act rashly.

Although this made Ikuma Shogun, who wanted to keep the reward for himself, very unhappy.

But since Chishou Natsuyo, who was an external brain, said so, he could only do as he was told. After all, he knew that he was not the smart type - compared to a real fool, his only advantage might be that he knew and was willing to admit this, instead of being clever and acting on his own.

After obtaining the exact location information, Chiju Natsuyo and Kisara immediately set off.

However, when Miss Geng took out the imitation motorcycle mobile phone that Lin Qiao made for her and turned it into a motorcycle, the dolphin loli was still shocked.

And because of the effect of Kisara's humanoid self-propelled stone monument, even though it made quite a noise, not many gastrula creatures caught up... and even if they did, they were shot dead by Kisara using the gun mode of the full-bottle cutting sword.

Because it was not too far away, I stepped on the accelerator and it took me about ten minutes to reach the destination.

It's almost suburban.

A thick metal door made of iron, which led to the interior of the mountain but was violently destroyed, appeared before our eyes.

There was a lot of blood at the door, as well as the bodies of the Self-Defense Force.

Not far away, Yi Xiongjiangjian and four other groups of police officers were standing aside.

"Tsk, someone else is coming...."

It seemed that he saw Kisara, an outsider, and Ikuma Masakazu had a very bad attitude, but when he saw Chiju Natsuyo behind the motorcycle, his expression improved a little.

"Mr. Shojian, where are the others?" After getting off the car, Chishou Natsuyo looked around and found that the number of people was much less than he had initially expected, so he walked over and asked.

"They went in first, with police officers from other offices, saying they wanted to investigate the situation." He leaned against the tree and raised his head towards the place where the gate was broken.

"But not long after, we heard gunshots and explosions from inside, and they just stopped. If you don't come, we're going to go in and take a look at the situation."

Until now, no news has been sent back. It seems that the person who went in is in great danger.

But using explosives in that kind of enclosed underground space would have seriously injured that masked bastard even if he didn't die, right?

——At least that’s what Ikuma Masagakure thought.

.....If he hadn't remembered Chishou Natsuyo's instructions, he would have gone in long ago.

"Who is that strange guy?"

He pointed at Tendo Kimura who was standing behind him without saying a word in a very rude tone.

Although there are many police officers wearing armor, there are very few who are fully covered like this...not to mention this kind of flashy-looking design.

But no matter what, they are undoubtedly competitors.

He reached for the giant sword behind him, but was stopped by Chishou Natsuyo.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Masahiro, it was Miss Siesta who saved me before."

After briefly describing the process of their meeting, Ikuma Masakazu finally dispelled the idea of ​​taking action...although in reality this was just to protect him.

"Tsk, forget it, just don't steal the credit from me!"

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the broken door without looking back.

Well, at this moment Mu Geng always feels a little tired...Why is this guy in front of him like a single-celled organism?

......

The group entered the interior of the research institute.

Clear footsteps echoed in the corridor.

The bright lighting inside obviously meant they didn't need to use flashlights anymore.

But the oncoming smell of blood made people feel inexplicable pressure.

You can see one or several Self-Defense Force bodies almost every distance you walk.

There was obvious fear on their faces.

Except for a small number of people who died from gunshot wounds, the deaths of the rest of the people can be described in various ways.

It was as if all the bones in his body were crushed and shattered, falling everywhere like a puddle of mud.

"Is this... a secret government research institute?"

The clean and tidy ground seemed to indicate that it had been cleaned not long ago.

All the signs are enough to show that this is not some abandoned research institute during the gastrula war.

But if it is such an important place as the research institute, why not build it in the inner area, but choose to build it in an unexplored area?

The bodies of several groups of police officers and their partners also appeared in front of them, some of them were even unrecognizable... It seemed that they were the ones who detonated the bomb.

"Are they all dead..."

After a quick check, there were no survivors.

Continuing forward, they came to the end of the laboratory.

"!"

A shocking scene appeared before my eyes.

There were densely packed pipes everywhere, and they seemed to be connected to some kind of large water tank-like device in the center of the room.

Inside the spacious room, more than a dozen steel-frame beds were neatly arranged, with a person fixed on each bed.

When they saw someone coming, they immediately struggled.

But because his mouth was blocked, he could only make meaningless whimpering sounds from his throat, while desperately shaking the steel bed under him.

"Human experimentation..."

His breathing became rapid, and his pupils beneath the visor trembled slightly at the sight before him.

The scenes around her always gave her a strong sense of déjà vu, as if she had seen them somewhere before.

"Ms. Siesta...?"

Sensing that something was not right with Kisara, Chiju Natsuyo, who was holding an assault rifle, spoke up.

But her voice did not bring Kisara back to his senses.

"It was here that I... was... killed by that Spider-Man..."

She muttered to herself as she walked to the transparent water tank connected by countless pipes.

Scenes from the past appeared before his eyes, always making Mu Geng feel a dry throat.

But... now is not the time to worry about it!

If I was reformed here in the first place, that means this is the base of that mysterious organization?

"——How about it, Kamen Rider Siesta, does the scene before you look familiar to you?"

Before she and the people around her could react, a teasing voice was heard.

A figure in a red tuxedo appeared in a corner of the laboratory at some point, and Kobinai holding two small swords also appeared beside him.

"Hiruko Kagein!"

When they saw the identity of the person coming, everyone became alert.

Although he had experienced a series of battles, there was not a single scar on Yingyin's body, and even his sexy tuxedo was not damaged.

And more importantly, no one saw the most important goal of this trip - the relics of the Seven Stars.

Chapter 210 Lin Qiao: I'm here to collect heads

"Where is the box? Where did you hide the "Seven Stars' Relics", you masked bastard?" Ikuma Masakazu, who had the most explosive temper, asked.

"It's in the innermost room of this institute...but you can't take it back."

Hiruko Yingyin took a step forward and his tone became passionate.

"If you want to know why, it's because I'm standing in front of you."

Madness!

This is everyone's impression of him, but he does have the capital to be arrogant.

Ignoring the hostility of others, he extended his hand towards Tendo Mugen:

"It's a little late to say this, but Ms. Siesta, how about becoming my companion?"

"I reject!"

"Well, that's really a pity."

Despite this, there was no trace of regret in his words.

"Then let me see what kind of power you, who are called the perfect type, have."

He took out a purple driver and slapped it on his waist. A silver belt popped out instantly and secured it in place.

"Building drive!?"

Seeing what Zhizi Yingyin took out, Mu Geng's pupils shrank sharply.

"No, probably not."

I deny this answer. Although they look somewhat similar in appearance, if you look closely, the difference is quite large.