The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

"Go on, don't make me rush you. What's 993-7?"

“.....986.....Ah!”

......

Facts have proved that there are differences between people. The male protagonist Kaneki Ken can do something all night long, but a passing extra may become soft in just a few minutes.

Of course, this is also due to the physical difference between ghouls and humans, which is also the reason why Lin Qiao felt constrained at the beginning.

After all, humans are not like ghouls. They can recover after being ripped open. But if they are killed by accident... well...

If you think about it carefully, there doesn't seem to be any problem. There are two half-dead ghouls next to them anyway. If they die, they die. It's a good time to recreate the classic "Oh, wash the kelp".

With this thought in mind, he acted without any hesitation.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Miserable roars echoed in the night sky. When all five fingers were broken and even the bones of his entire right arm were crushed bit by bit like pinching bubble wrap, Daisuke Takeda could not help but collapse completely.

Even before Lin Qiao opened her mouth, he blurted out all the information he knew like spitting out beans.

Damn it! Where is the hero of justice?

Even prisoners have basic human rights, right?

"...Please don't kill me..."

He was so humble that he lay on the ground like an ant whose legs were broken by a naughty kid. His voice became hoarse from the long wailing, and his tears mixed with some other liquid and flowed to the ground.

Looking at Daisuke Takeda crying out in pain beneath his feet, Lin Qiao couldn't feel the slightest sympathy in his heart.

He wouldn't give himself a bunch of high-sounding excuses, such as this is a necessary evil or something like that. If he really had to say something, it would probably be that he just didn't like the other person.

Very unpleasant.

"Speaking of which, aren't characters in most novels supposed to fight to die when they are tortured? Why is it different in my case?"

Grabbing Daisuke Takeda's hair and lifting him up, what came into view was the man's face with fear and pain intertwined.

"Am I too gentle with you, or is there some other reason? Can you answer my question, Daisuke-kun~"

".....No, don't kill me..."

"That's not an answer, but never mind, I'm a good person after all."

That's right, the instinct of living things is to survive. Those who always seek death in novels are probably just the author's way of saving trouble... After all, who would want to die if they can stay alive?

Lin Qiao patted Takeda Daisuke on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Daisuke-kun. After all, I'm not a devil. I won't kill you."

After all, you still have some value.

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to react, Lin Qiao stretched out his hand towards Takeda Daisuke, and a thick smoke gushed out. The man enveloped by the smoke twitched for two seconds and then fell into a coma.

He turned his head and looked at the sacks containing the victims in the carriage.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he walked up, tore the sack, and tore off the tape covering their mouths, and released people one by one.

Although it is not impossible to just leave it alone, with so many people crowded together and put in sacks, there is always a risk of suffocation.

——I barely managed to escape the fate of being eaten. It would be too tragic if I died for this reason.

"As for now..."

He fired a gunshot, and gray smoke gushed out from the muzzle of the smoke gun, completely covering his body.

When everything was over, Lin Qiao's body disappeared from the spot, along with Takeda Daisuke and two half-dead ghouls.

“Are you leaving…?”

Not long after they disappeared, a pair of eyes opened among the unconscious people in the car...

Chapter 9 The Woman Who Destroyed the House (4k)

A few days passed quietly...

For ordinary people, everything is as ordinary as daily life. Those who should go to work go to work, and those who should go home go home.

For Lin Qiao, it was an opportunity to replace all the damaged furniture in her home. At least now it looks like a place for a person to live, rather than a shooting location for a documentary reflecting the difficult lives of people at the bottom of society.

But there is a saying that goes, spending money feels good for a while, but it will end up in the crematorium afterwards.

When he saw the bill, he almost burst into tears.

Fortunately, he remembered that he was a rich second-generation in this world, plus he had extra income from the Yamashita Group, so he calmed down.

There was no turmoil, no panic, the city was still peaceful, people were busy and spent every day peacefully...

At least that's what it appears to be.

"——According to the joint investigation of CCG and the police, the Yamashita Group has been trafficking people to ghoul organizations for a long time. Now there is solid evidence, and most of the members of the organization have been arrested according to law......"

"Let us review the incident together..."

The female host on TV was reading the news seriously, and the two lumps of fat on her chest were trembling. Her figure was exactly the ideal type for men.

There is reason to suspect that people who watch the morning news do so for more than just the news.

What man doesn’t like watching football?

Putting this aside, the news on TV continued, but compared to the previous exciting good news, the following news made people a little disappointed, or... indignant?

".....However, during the arrest, CCG and the police did not find their leader, Yamashita Makufu, and several important members of the organization and their families. They are suspected to have escaped. Please pay attention to the general public and contact the relevant departments immediately after discovery..."

"The following is a list of personnel..."

I believe that after hearing this, many people in front of the TV will curse, such as "CCG and the police are really useless" and "Just a waste of taxpayers' money".

At least that's what the man who lives upstairs from Lin Qiao does.

He loudly criticized the inaction of the relevant departments. His weight of more than 200 pounds caused dust to fall from the ceiling of his home. His complaints could be heard clearly even downstairs.

I'm a little curious about who he's getting so angry at. If I remember correctly, he seems to be the only one in his family?

Keyboard warriors are annoying, but at least they don’t disturb others.

But Lin Qiao could understand the thoughts of these people. After all, hidden poisonous snakes are the most dangerous.

Those who can do such things are obviously a group of desperate criminals who don't care about human life. If they are really pushed into a corner, who knows what they will do. Indiscriminate attacks are not impossible.

He closed the window and turned up the volume on the TV a little, just enough to cover up the complaints coming from upstairs.

At this time, the female host on TV was still introducing the information of the fugitives, among whom there happened to be a familiar figure.

He took a bite of the breakfast he had just taken out of the microwave and said, "You've made it big, Daisuke-kun. You've even been on TV."

Naturally, no one here would pick up on his joke.

He was not worried about retaliation from the remnants of the Yamashita Group.

Not to mention that a group of stray dogs who don't even know their true identities have nothing to worry about. Besides, even if they want to take revenge, they have to have the opportunity to do so.

"They sensed the crisis, fled in advance, and then retaliated... For those scumbags, such a good thing could only happen in their dreams."

Movies can violate logic for the sake of plot, but the same cannot be said for reality.

Whether it was to obtain more information or simply to make his thoughts clear, he had no reason to let these people go.

After learning the location of the other party's lair, he went door to door that night and captured them all in one fell swoop.

Except for those who were necessary for obtaining information, he kept the rest alive, including their family members and pets, and directly transferred them to Tokyo Bay with a smoke gun, then twisted their necks and threw them into the sea to feed the fish.

Facts have also proved that compared to the insignificant little man like Daisuke Takeda, these scumbags know much more.

——The Ghoul Restaurant in District 7

This is the conclusion he came to after integrating intelligence from all sources, and it is also the place where all victims will end up... a living hell.

Just from the name, you can tell that this is a place only ghouls go to.

Although it is a restaurant, it is different from the general impression of restaurants. The architectural structure inside is more similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum, and in essence it is no different from a slaughterhouse.

What they have the most is powerful ghouls, and the one who traded with the Yamashita Group was one of them.

Then the clue was broken.

The other party's awareness of confidentiality and confidentiality work were very good, leaving basically no traces. As the weaker party in the transaction, the Yamashita Group obviously did not have the ability to demand the other party to be open and honest.

Are you kidding? I finally met the God of Wealth. What if I make him unhappy and he kicks me out?

As a tool, Yamashita Group is undoubtedly extremely qualified.

All the scumbags like Yamashita Makufu knew was that the buyer was from a ghoul restaurant and had a strong background, allowing him to have easy access even in human society, but they didn't know any other information.

If the police or CCG encountered this situation, it would probably be a headache, after all, there is too little useful information, but they had known clues of this level a long time ago.

But for Lin Qiao, it was enough.

"District 7... Tsukiyama Xi, I forgot about this guy by accident."

Lin Qiao muttered to herself as she switched between different TV channels out of boredom.

The only person who could be associated with the ghoul restaurant in District 7 and hold such a high status could be this young master nicknamed "Gourmet".

As for whether or not the target will be wrong in the end...

"It won't be too late to talk about it after we kill that guy. Anyway, we can take all the ghouls in the ghoul restaurant out and shoot them one by one. We can guarantee that there won't be any false charges or wrongful convictions."

After quickly finishing the remaining breakfast in a few bites, Lin Qiao glanced at the wall clock and set off on his electric scooter.

Well, although as a rich second generation he has a luxury car, but nowadays we emphasize energy conservation and environmental protection, so it is reasonable for Kamen Rider to ride an electric donkey?(? ? ??).

Well, parking is mainly a hassle.

The familiar sign appears in sight...

Mitsui Emi was standing on the side of the road. Her face looked a little better than before. Maybe she had come over the pain of losing her husband, or maybe she had gotten used to it.

Anyway, she finally decided to leave here.

Lin Qiao parked the electric bike aside, walked over and exchanged greetings with her for a while, then took the door lock key.

She also got into a gray sedan nearby, started the engine, and drove away.

Looking at the car that disappeared at the end of the intersection after turning a corner, I felt a little complicated.

After all, he was one of the few acquaintances he had in this world. Thinking about it, all he could do was wish him peace in the future.

Walk into the printing shop next door: "Hello boss, print something."

"Okay, wait a moment."

After a while, the printout was handed to him.

By the way, Lin Qiao asked the other party to borrow some tape, and then she quickly pasted the printed paper with the words "Shop for Rent" on it on the door.

Then he just sat there with nothing to do and started watching TV series in the empty bakery.

There's no way. The house has just been renovated and the formaldehyde smell is too strong. Even though it has been strengthened and will not cause any harm, the smell is really unpleasant.

He is only 22 years old, in the prime of his youth, and should be working hard to contribute to a better society, but he has to start a retirement life at such a young age...

That’s really cool!

This is just the dream life of a working man.

"It really feels better to be a useless person like this. Battles of wits and courage are not suitable for me at all."

The room was filled with an appetizing aroma.

Sniffing gently, I found that there was still a lot of stock left on the wooden bread rack, and they were all the best-selling styles in the store.

This can be considered as a farewell gift left for him by Mitsui Emi.

Although the other party told him not to worry about it and said that these were just leftovers, the color of them showed that they were just out of the oven not long ago, and he could still feel the residual warmth from them when he picked them up.

Isn't this even more concerning?

He lazily lay on the counter, staring at the screen of his mobile phone, yawning from time to time. The word "lazy dog" is the most appropriate to describe his current state.

He looked down at the time on his phone, then looked outside the door.

Maybe it was because the morning rush hour had passed, or maybe it was because the road was in a bad condition, there were not many pedestrians on the road at this time.