The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

"......"

The corner of Takeda Daisuke's mouth twitched fiercely and said, "I think, can you please let me go?"

Lin Qiao ignored the man in front of her who was still performing hard. He looked extremely innocent. If an outsider saw him, they would most likely think that she was deliberately making things difficult for him.

He is a master at pretending to be confused.

"But if you say you know nothing..."

He mercilessly threw the still-gasping "person" in front of Takeda Daisuke.

His torso had been eaten by Amazon beyond recognition, with only bones left in some places and even his internal organs exposed to the air.

If an ordinary person suffered such an injury, he would have died ten times over. The blood loss alone is enough to be fatal, not to mention other injuries.

It is more realistic to contact the crematorium first rather than an ambulance.

But he was still alive, very faintly.

Even though it looked like he would die at any second, at this moment, the heart in his chest was still beating.

At the same time, the pupils of both eyes turned blood red, and the whites of the eyes turned black.

"Then can you explain why both of your companions are ghouls?"

"I... I don't know them, we just met by chance!" A trace of panic appeared on Daisuke Takeda's face and he looked away.

"Don't you know me? That's a good excuse, but..."

The next second, Lin Qiao's fist passed him by.

Boom!

It was like the sound of a cannonball exploding in his ears. The huge noise scared Daisuke Takeda. His eardrums were hurting. At the same time, the door of the van was punched through, and countless glass shards were scattered all over the ground.

"You're wrong about one thing. I'm not a policeman. The law doesn't mean much to me, and you have no room for bargaining!"

Chapter 8 It doesn't count now (4k)

Grabbing the gap on the car door, with a teeth-grinding sound, in front of Takeda Daisuke's horrified gaze, Lin Qiao pulled the car door off easily as if it were tearing paper, and the things inside were revealed.

——That was a whole carriage full of sacks.

There were at least a dozen of them, and they were stuffed so full that at first glance it was impossible to tell what was inside.

"Goo..."

As if stimulated by external factors, one of the sacks moved slightly and made a tiny sound.

Daisuke Takeda's mind went blank in an instant, as if his browser history and secret folders had been exposed in front of all his friends and family.

What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?

It would be terrible if that matter was discovered, even the second generation couldn't save him!

No, it should be said that the Nidaime would be the first one to want him dead.

Death by suicide from eight bullet wounds is definitely not as simple as the joke circulating on the Internet!

His brain was working rapidly, his lips turned pale, his legs kept shaking, and he stepped forward in panic and explained quickly.

"Please, please wait a moment. We think there must be some misunderstanding. It's just some local specialties..."

Before he could finish his words, Lin Qiao threw him aside. With a light wave of the smoke sword, the things wrapped in the sack were revealed.

A sleeping woman.

He looked to be in his early twenties, his body was tied up with ropes and a towel was stuffed into his mouth. It seemed that he had been given some kind of hypnotic drug, otherwise he would not have been sleeping so soundly despite the noise outside.

"Hey, what about the specialties? Tokyo specialties, Tokyo people?"

Haha, what a fucking joke from hell.

Considering that the two people who came to collect the goods were ghouls, the answer is obviously obvious.

"It's over. We've been discovered..."

The business of the Yamashita Group is indeed not drug-related. Being unable to interfere is one aspect, but the more important thing is that they already have an excellent substitute - people.

After all, compared to drugs that take time and cost to manufacture, it is much simpler and easier with people. There are tens of thousands of them in Tokyo alone, so there is a supply of goods everywhere.

conscience?

Only those without conscience can earn more.

Besides, if you really have a conscience, who would join the underworld? Wouldn’t it be better to find a job in a factory?

Anyway, it's not uncommon for someone to go missing these days, and the number of people who pay attention to it is not as many as the number of people who go to see celebrities cheating.

As long as you keep your hands and feet clean and don't leave any traces, everything else will be fine. In fact, if you choose to target illegal immigrants, homeless people, and fat otakus, the risk will be further reduced.

No one would care about their existence...at least that's how it should be!

"Then may I ask, does this expert who pretends to be confused have any more excuses to offer?"

Facing the question, Takeda Daisuke's heart instantly fell to the bottom, and the look he gave Lin Qiao changed from panic to hatred. If conditions allowed, he would definitely fire two shots at that hateful spider face...

However, this kind of thing can only be thought about.

When the long-hidden secret was exposed to his face, his first reaction was: run.

The further you run, the better!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Why can't you just pretend you didn't notice anything? Now that you've saved me, just get out of here!"

Deep down inside, I was shouting in anger.

But before he ran far, he felt a pulling force suddenly coming from his legs, causing Daisuke Takeda to fall to the ground.

When he turned around, he found that a white spider silk as thick as a finger was binding his calf, and the red figure had appeared in front of him at some point.

The back of the man's clothes was instantly wet with cold sweat. Only then did he recall the other party's ghostly speed.

Escape was impossible from the beginning.

In this case, there is only one answer -

"I'm so sorry! I feel deeply guilty for the crimes I've committed. I will go to the police station and turn myself in!"

He knelt down and surrendered without any dignity.

He knelt on the ground with his knees together and his hands pressed forward to the ground in an inward-facing "Xiazu" position. No Japanese would find any flaws in his standard posture. One could tell at a glance that he had practiced it a lot.

Turn yourself in...this is the only way to survive.

Even though I'm not happy about it, there's nothing I can do about it, right?

I can neither defeat him nor escape from him, so now I can only hope for the other party's mercy.

Since he is obsessed with saving people, he must be similar to the superheroes we saw in TV cartoons as a child, right?

"It doesn't run very fast, but it kneels very neatly. It's worthy of being a national intangible cultural heritage."

Lin Qiao was amazed at this national treasure of the island country that she had only seen on the Internet before. He asked, "Just turning myself in? Do you think I don't dare to go to the police station?"

Or is it because he is sure that the second generation will protect him?

Probably it's due to both reasons.

Although I have no interest in the twists and turns in the story, the clumsy lies of the other party really make me laugh. What is there to regret...

To be frank, he just regrets being caught. If he really had a conscience, he would not only surrender himself, but would also never have done such a thing in the first place.

It is an old tradition to not oppose war until one is defeated.

"So stop talking nonsense and tell me who the buyer is."

"..."

Daisuke Takeda did not answer, but simply lowered his head even deeper, as if he wanted to completely bury his face in the shadows.

"I'm sorry...I...I can't say..."

"Hmm~"

"...Please let me go. I have family. If I say anything, they will be dead."

"Threatening your family?"

"....Yes."

"Is that so? Then there's nothing we can do. It looks like we can only hand you over to the police."

He looked as if to say "there's really nothing I can do about you", and there was a hint of regret in his tone, but when Daisuke Takeda heard this, he felt secretly delighted in his heart, even to the point where he could hardly hold back his laughter.

Sure enough, he made the right bet. The other party was a person with a strong sense of justice. Even a scum like him sympathized with him and chose to take legal action.

Ahhhh, that's it!

A righteous hero is one who protects people from monster attacks and naturally will not attack humans. Just like no matter how much damage the Joker causes, Batman will only send him to Arkham.

Then things will be easy after that.

Faced with the victim's accusation, he just had to deny it, then find a random charge of car theft and spend two days in the police station.

No, not even for a day.

Before that, the second generation will find a way to get him out of there, and then everything will be back to normal. It's really a win-win situation!

"——So you don't really think I would say that?" Just when Daisuke Takeda was feeling grateful and thought he had escaped, the devilish voice came again and broke his beautiful dream. Even a fool could hear the mockery in the voice.

"I don't know what you misunderstood, but I remember telling you before that this was your last chance, right?"

"N-No, please believe me, I'm serious...Gah!"

Takeda Daisuke, who wanted to continue to quibble, suddenly lost his voice, took a deep breath, and kept making painful sounds in his throat. Lin Qiao was grabbing his knuckles and bending them in the opposite direction little by little.

Cracking fingers is apparently a tactic used by children in fights, but the pain it causes does not decrease with age.

"What a coincidence! I am serious too. If you want to resist, then you must fight to the end, so please, don't try to beg for mercy~"

Snap——!

"what!"

After a hair-raising snapping sound, Takeda Daisuke's index finger was broken 180 degrees in the opposite direction, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

It is said that the fingers are connected to the heart, and can make an adult cry and roll on the ground in pain. It seems that this is not nonsense.

The inner fear and physical pain were irritating Daisuke Yamada's nerves.

"I really don't know who the buyer is! After all, I'm just a small errand boy! Please let me go...Gu!"

Feeling that the situation was going against his expectations, Daisuke Takeda huddled up and retreated repeatedly, trying to persuade Lin Qiao, but the next second, his head was stepped on the ground by Lin Qiao.

Feeling the increasingly heavy force, Daisuke Takeda had no doubt that his head would be crushed like a watermelon by the other party's foot.

"Wait a minute! I'm telling you, although I don't know who the other party is, I..."

"No, you don't want to tell."

The foot on his head applied a little force, causing him to hold back his words.

As the saying goes, he who knows the times is a hero. The opportunity has been given, and if you can't grasp it, don't blame others - this is a good opportunity for me to see the backbone of a top figure.

Lin Qiao bent her middle finger with her thumb and looked down at the other person: "Speaking of which, do you want to play a number game? I remember an interesting way to play it - the difficulty is probably about the level of elementary school mathematics."

Daisuke Takeda suddenly felt a chill, as if the world's malice was constantly coming at him. To be honest, if possible, he didn't want to play the math games the other party was talking about, but he had no choice.

"What is 1000-7 equal to?"

“What…Ah!”

Snap——!

"Again, what is 1000-7?"

“....993....”

Snap——!