My life can't be a harem game!

"Although he is a fool, the information in this regard is recorded quite completely, which saves me a lot of effort..." He glanced at the contents recorded in the white copy in his hand. When the four big words "bullying to death" came into his sight, his heart suddenly beat violently a few times. An indescribable impulse surged in his heart, but was finally suppressed.

We have to wait, we have to wait, otherwise all our efforts will be wasted...

No one could know what Lu Fengxian was muttering in his heart. Only Ze Zhiyue, who was dozens of kilometers away, had a rough estimate in his mind.

"Thank you so much, otherwise I wouldn't be able to remember the plot of the precognitive dream. Thank you very much." Sitting in the car driven by the female director who had just mocked him, You Pengku expressed his gratitude with tears in his eyes.

Although this man is dressed in a shabby way, he is still quite reliable. If he can concentrate on painting, then I...

Completely unconcerned about Aoi's thanks, Ze Zhiyue tilted his head with a wicked smile, "I wanted to sleep a little longer, but your little cutie saw your precognitive dream record at the entrance, so I sent it here. It was the first time for the cute little one last night, and it happened again after you left. His legs were shaking when he stood up, but I felt so bad..."

"..."

Preface withdrawn, this guy is just a simple pervert.

Youpeng gritted his teeth, but when he realized that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, he had to turn his attention elsewhere.

But still nothing was gained. In this huge city with a total population of over 10 million, relying on my own strength, I gained absolutely nothing...

It would be fine if I could use money to buy information, but I have tried it countless times before. Money is not omnipotent. A large number of people I attract are scammers and gangsters, a group of guys who are eyeing my money.

If I could be like the teacher... No, if I could become the director...

This unrealistic fantasy flashed through You Pengkui's mind, and then his eyes looked at the female director sitting in the driver's seat. If he was still a little afraid before seeing how obsessed she was with Ze Zhiyue, now, he couldn't help but wonder what he would do if he became the director.

No one will scold me, everyone will listen to me, I don't have to write those annoying self-criticisms every day, and most importantly -

I can use the power of the police station to find people and save them!

It's just wishful thinking now, but if someone is in danger, then the Director will definitely...

"Um, Chief, can you please use the police to look for the kid I wrote above? He might be beaten to death today."

After saying that, Aritomo Aoi handed over the notebook that recorded his dream "Death Notice" and said, "A child about eight or nine years old, with black hair, there should be only the father at home, and he is registered in this city..."

"?"

The female director was stunned for a moment by Aritomo's sudden and nonsensical request, and subconsciously took the dream record from her. After taking a quick look at the latest pages, her beautiful expression turned into a cold one...

"Although I really want to help you, I'm sorry, I can't do it."

"Why, Director, although there are some differences between our departments, we are all for the people. The safety of the people is our responsibility, isn't it?"

"Think about it for a moment. How many eight or nine-year-old boys are there in this city? How many single men are there? And do you know? If the child is not registered in the household registration..."

"But you can check our database!"

"It sounds simple, but it's impossible. Human data was included in the endpoint protection target many years ago. It's impossible to check it privately. Not to mention the time and effort, it's likely that you won't be able to catch up."

He frowned, even though he felt a little embarrassed and apologetic for mistaking Aoi for Yue's new sex partner, there were things that couldn't be done!

It doesn't matter if her sister is Yue's new lover, or what she is like. It's not that I don't want to help, but I can't. It's the same in any city in District 13. There are too many humans, and there are all kinds of birds in the forest. It's hard to find someone who meets the conditions one day...

"You're going to the Census Bureau now, are you trying to find someone this way?" The scenery outside the car window appeared and disappeared quickly. The female director remembered the place she had asked her to go just now, and a look of surprise appeared on her face. She said in amazement, "This is absolutely impossible. Even if they tell you, there is no guarantee that the information is correct."

"I know, but I have to do it!" Aoi knew it was impossible. "Someone is about to die. Even if we know that we can't save him even if we try 100%, we still have to save him. This is what we should do. It is also the way to become a good police officer that my father taught me before he died."

Coincidentally, at this moment, they arrived at their destination. The wheels made a sharp friction sound, and Aoi rushed out of the car without even waiting for it to stop completely, and quickly rushed towards the direction of the Population Statistics Bureau.

Looking at her back, the female director didn't know what to say. She sighed and turned off the car. She turned to look at Ze Zhiyue, who had suddenly fallen silent since he got in the car.

"So, can you tell me now? You asked me to find a boy this morning, and now this has happened. What are you going to do?"

"What should I do? This..."

With that signature smirk still on his face, Ze Zhiyue's eyes were cold and his tone was indifferent, "You should go ask my best friend!"

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ps; Everyone, please trust the integrity of lolita control a little bit. Brother Yue has a large number of harems, but the quality is not as good as... [The matter of the sister-in-law is also to be discussed, it is not that simple]

107. The scum and heroes of the new era

A hooligan with messy hair like a chicken coop, a little boy who looks a little shy and lifeless.

It's a rather strange combination. In fact, it's totally unexpected that such a pair is a father-son relationship. After all, there is a big difference in appearance, and temperament...

To be frank, that man is more like a gangster and a thug than his father, and anyone with a normal upbringing would not be interested in him.

In fact, he didn't really bring this brat along voluntarily. It was just a byproduct of an unprotected service. If the lady in charge of the service hadn't done a paternity test, he probably wouldn't have admitted it.

"Duang!"

The boy was kicked hard onto the shelf next to him. He held his stomach and screamed in pain, but the man continued to punch and kick him, treating him like a punching bag.

"It's so noisy. If it keeps on noisy..."

The man with a decadent aura grabbed his hair with his hands, looked at him gently, and whispered angrily, "I'll kill you."

silent.

The boy was silent.

He knew that this thing called 'father' was not joking and might really kill him because he accidentally spilled miso soup on him.

Perhaps the silence worked, or maybe he had vented his anger and was too lazy to fight again, or maybe he was temporarily fed up with this kind of bullying. The man sat on the small table on the floor and started smoking. He casually threw the empty bottle on the table at the boy's head and said unhappily, "Really? It's a pity that you are not a girl even though you have the bloodline of your bitch mother. Otherwise, a nine-year-old girl can be useful in any way, such as working in the same industry as your mother. At the age of nine, some people are willing to pay a high price for her."

In District 13, many families want girls more than boys, but the tone of this man is definitely not normal. What he imagines in his mind is very disgusting, and it is definitely something that a nine-year-old should never do...

"Clean up the house. I'll bring people back tonight." After a short rest and finishing the cigarette in his hand, the man stood up, put on a khaki plaid shirt from the side, and walked out while giving orders, completely indifferent to the child's cruelty.

"Yeah." The boy responded in a low voice.

"What? Speak louder to me." the man shouted ferociously.

"Hmm..." The boy's tone was a little prolonged, and his dull eyes proved that he was not in much spirit. In fact, he had not eaten a meal all day and was beaten like this. Now he didn't even have the strength to speak loudly.

It was like this every day. When the man went out in the morning, he didn't care at all. He would only come back in the evening with some food for her to cook, and then he would let her eat the leftovers after he was full.

"You are such an annoying thing. Remember to disappear as soon as possible. Don't come back before she goes back. Just find an alley to sleep for the night. I don't want others to know of your existence."

Bang—the door was slammed shut.

There was a long silence in the dark room. With his back to the camera, the boy uttered a belated response.

"Yes."

Without paying any attention to the boy behind him, the man just walked out and disappeared quickly. He didn't see that at the top of his small house, two men were half-crouching, looking at the small screen in their hands with expressionless faces, holding stethoscopes in their hands, listening to what the man in the house had just done. One of the brown-haired men even directly expressed his opinion on the matter.

“No matter where, which region, or even which world, scum knows no borders.” Just after coming out of a world full of sunshine and Wen Rong, he saw such a dark and unscrupulous thing. Ze Zhiyue felt that his aesthetics was polluted.

"..." Beside Ze Zhiyue, Lu Fengxian remained silent. Only his flashing eyes proved his inner fluctuations and his thoughts at the moment. His clenched fists were shaking with anger unconsciously.

"Our plan is almost at the final stage. All we have to do next is wait, wait for the arrival of the final stage that the woman dreamed of." Ze Zhi Yuexu, who was sitting next to Lu Fengxian, said with narrowed eyes. He was not a stupid man, so he could naturally see the fluctuations in his heart at this moment. The purpose of saying this was to hope that the other party could restrain himself, to restrain his inner impulse. If this man was given a heavenly punishment before the plot really began, then the plan would fail.

A success at once, both in getting the woman and in the plan.

I was barely able to suppress it. Whether it was the murderous intent or the action, I would have been impulsive if I had known before that the chances of my sister being rescued were getting smaller and smaller, but now... please forgive my selfishness.

At this moment, the boy on the small TV moved, staggered to his feet from the ground, and staggered towards the door.

He disappeared at the end of the corridor again, closely following the so-called 'father'. This time, the pain and struggle in Lu Fengxian's eyes were more obvious, but he still did not move.

"You can go..."

A faint voice sounded beside his ear. Lu Fengxian looked up in surprise and looked at Ze Zhiyue who was looking at the screen.

"I hate the feeling of plans failing, but I hate the disappearance of my best friends even more. Be a little willful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Fengxian disappeared from this place, leaving Ze Zhiyue alone. He took out a cigarette and started smoking, with helplessness on his face, "I have to be prepared for failure. It's really unlucky to have a willful friend..."

The expression on his face was helpless, but his words were so gratifying. He didn't hate this kind of behavior...

Meanwhile, Aritomo Aoi, who had no idea what to do, had only completed less than half of the so-called investigation.

A single father in a suburban city - Wrong!

Rich businessmen in the city center - Wrong!

Chengbei District...

Inevitably, some fine beads of sweat appeared on her head, and her heels were aching. Unlike the large amount of heat and sweat on her body due to the intense exercise, You Pengkui felt extremely cold in her heart. The gradually darkening sky seemed to be silently telling her the passing of her life.

"I, what should I do?"

...........

Even if it is just a living room and a room, the necessary daily expenses must be calculated, but the scumbag's hooliganism does not affect his cleanliness.

I love cleaning so much that I have to clean my house three to four times a day, each time taking half an hour to an hour. The reason why I love cleaning so much is of course -

It’s not like he needs to do these troublesome and boring things!

"Dishwashing liquid, laundry detergent, air freshener and..." The convenience store lady in white work clothes handed over a big hot meat bun and a small green bottle, "Bone-breaking oil and cream meat bun, they are all free gifts."

There aren't actually that many gifts in the convenience store in District 13. These things were all bought by the aunt alone. It's because the child is so pitiful...

I have been coming to this convenience store for almost half a year. Every time I see him coming, he either has a bruised face or his clothes are torn, his stomach is growling, and he has money in his hands but never buys food.

He was an illegal resident, and the man at home didn't treat him as a family member. He stayed at home doing chores every day. Sometimes he would be taken to some places by his gangster father to do the dirtiest and hardest work...

"We can't call the police. We don't know what to do with a child who doesn't even have a household registration. If that guy isn't caught by then, he will definitely retaliate against us. It's better to have less trouble than more. Just pretend you didn't see it."

This is what the previous staff member said before leaving. The aunt also understood this truth and understood that turning a blind eye and a deaf ear was the best option every time, but she still couldn't help it and couldn't help but help him.

There are buttery meat buns to cushion your stomach and bruise oil to relieve pain.

These two things he had not given him for a while, were his desire to look at the steaming meat buns in the cupboard, and secretly use the bruise oil in the store to relieve the pain...

"Thanks..."

After saying this weakly, the boy handed over the money given by the man, took the steaming hot meat bun and bone-setting oil from her hand, staggered out, and began to chew big mouthfuls at the door of the convenience store. Although the man ate little, the meals were originally prepared for one person, and there was very little left...

A hint of color appeared on his face, and his originally dull eyes were now slightly filled with light. He bowed imperceptibly in the direction of the convenience store, then turned around and went back to the home where there was no warmth at all, only darkness.

I am no longer good at talking and expressing myself. In my current life with my father, I have begun to feel unfamiliar with so-called kindness. Without going to school, I have even forgotten the most basic polite expressions that should be used in interpersonal communication.

If only I had a mother... The boy shook his head sadly. No matter how hard he thought about it, his mother in heaven could never know what he longed for.

"......"

A man hurriedly brushed past the boy with a little oil stain on the corner of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye he entered the convenience store.

"Hello, young man, is there anything you need to buy?" The aunt handed over a towel that had been steamed by a steamer with a gentle smile on her face, "The weather is quite cold, use the towel to wipe your face."

"Buy something? No, I just come to hand over something to you, something you deserve."

He did not take the towel, but simply came to the aunt who had given it to the boy earlier. He gently opened his hand, and five neat stacks of banknotes were neatly placed on the table.

"Thank you for taking care of him before. Good people will be rewarded. This money is not much, but please take it. I promise that after today, he will get the happiness he deserves."

"Young man, you..."

Before the old lady could react, the young man disappeared, just as suddenly as he came. In this remote convenience store, only the confused old lady and the five stacks of banknotes that still smelled of ink were left.

Instead of being happy about her windfall, the aunt's first instinctive reaction was to call the police and report this strange situation, but she finally stopped, tidied up the table she was working on with a calm look, and after a long silence, she slowly said to herself:

"If what you say is true, that would be great."

.......

.......

Snore~~

A low whimpering sound came from the khaki-colored dog's throat. The boy looked at this extremely ferocious-looking villain dog in fear, trembling and not daring to speak.

"No, Pluto, you'll get sick if you bite something dirty like that."

The short man who looked quite fat said with a smile. Unlike his slightly funny appearance, the words that came out of his heart were quite vicious.

It is a bully in the park. This vicious dog is allowed to urinate and defecate freely in the park, and it completely ignores other people's dissuasion. If someone really wants to drive it away by force, the vicious dog will not hesitate to bare its teeth and threaten to help its owner.

Dogs rely on their masters for power, and masters rely on dogs for power.

They have never hurt anyone, do not harass the elderly or children, and seem to be quite wealthy. These three reasons have allowed them to stay in this place without being truly targeted.

However, the so-called not hurting people also depends on the target.

If it were an ordinary family, they would naturally restrain themselves, but this boy's life experience is certainly not ordinary. It can be said to be quite tragic. His father is such a gangster and scum. The fat man can be said to look down on him from the bottom of his heart.

Using people as Pluto's teething toys...