My life can't be a harem game!

This is a pretty good idea. If we use this kid to let everyone know how powerful Pluto is...his dad can just give him some money and the problem can be solved.

Looking at the flustered little face, he thought this.

The hand holding the dog leash slowly loosened.

And it seemed that the dog had a telepathic connection with its owner. The moment the leash was loosened, the rogue dog slowly came to the boy and looked at him with drooling eyes.

The boy didn't dare to move, let alone move. He just watched the vicious dog come to within two meters of him, snoring and barking, and then -

"Roar!!!"

After a vigorous bark, the big dog, which was lying on the ground, suddenly pounced on the boy and bit him with its big mouth with a disgusting stench. It only took a second to reach the distance of two meters, and its teeth were about to touch the child's skin...

"I'll beat you!"

Even faster than the dog was a flying kick from a human.

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108. The boy's despair

There is no way to buy medicine to treat my sister's illness.

Lu Fengxian knew this cruel fact, which represented three things:

First, the money-making goal I set a long time ago was completely wrong, and money could not buy medicine to cure my sister's disease.

The second thing is that Lu Jun in the future cheated me. That guy definitely knew about this, but he didn’t tell me.

The third thing is that I became a small millionaire...

Hard work and making money are not without rewards. Up to now, Lu Fengxian has nearly 3 million yen in his name, which can be said to be the result of his hard work of frugality and crazy money making.

For some people who have entered society, this number is not that shocking, but for high school students in District 13...

To be honest, students have been the spokespersons for poverty since ancient times. Although there are fewer and fewer poor students and more and more rich ones nowadays, more than 2 million yen is enough to put you above more than 90% of high school students.

Because a stranger giving 50,000 yen would have been hard to imagine in the past, for example, before I knew my sister was sick or even before, but now...

I worked from dawn to dusk, constantly looking for some technical or hard work to do. Now I have seen through it. The so-called money is just that. Instead of letting it stink and rot in my hands, I'd rather do something meaningful...

Unexpectedly, after I gave that sum of money, I felt an indescribable sense of relaxation.

The so-called feeling of relaxation did not last long and turned into tension, because Lu Fengxian saw the scene of the vicious dog pouncing on the boy and biting him. His mind did not follow the scene, but his body reacted naturally, diving forward and making a final flying kick.

Having underestimated his own strength and overestimated the opponent's weight, this not-so-pitiful dog was kicked away like a cannonball while drooling.

Unconsciously, an instinct has been formed. Although he is only fighting a dog, he can't help but use the feeling of a swordsman in his body ten years later to fight. Unlike his fatal attack, he only makes the opponent lose the ability to fight. However, this dog seems to be much weaker than ordinary demi-humans.

"Bruce—!"

When the dog's owner found that his dog was kicked away by the young man who suddenly appeared, he let out a miserable cry before he even had time to question him, and ran towards the place where the dog flew away. The scream could be heard three miles away.

After kicking the dog away, Lu Fengxian was not surprised or delighted at all. He was calm and indifferent. He tilted his head and looked at the little boy standing beside him. "Kung Fu, do you want to learn it?"

“…”

"You like action hero movies?"

“I don’t talk to people I don’t know.”

"call?"

Hearing this, Lu Fengxian put his hands in the pockets of his black windbreaker and said, "I know about you. Although you have a very righteous name and appearance, you are afraid of your father's violence. You don't even go to school. You are ordered around by that man every day, working like a slave and living a life worse than death. If you continue like this..."

Gently turning his head away, Lu Fengxian no longer looked at the boy's face, but instead fixed his gaze on the dark clouds not far away. He knew without even looking at the weather forecast that there would be a thunderstorm tonight.

"If that man's desire increases a little more, will you be beaten to death by him? Are you really ready, kid? Ready to die..."

"It's ok."

The boy trembled slightly when he heard this, then calmed down and replied to Lu Fengxian calmly, "If this can help me return to my mother, then I can..."

"Um....."

No longer looking at the dark clouds, Lu Fengxian withdrew his gaze, and when he met the eyes of the gloomy boy, he couldn't help but laugh.

Taking his right hand out of the pocket of his windbreaker, Lu Fengxian squatted down, making his eyes level with the other person's to ensure that he could see the kid's eyes better.

"Due to some special reasons, I often saw all kinds of eyes some time ago. Eyes that longed to die, eyes that were greedy for something, and eyes that wanted to continue living and longed for life."

The scenes in the forest flashed before his eyes like a kaleidoscope. Lu Fengxian put his hand on his chin and gently pointed at the boy.

"Your eyes tell me that you don't want to die at all."

"The whole body exudes a dark aura, as if saying I am a poor child, please have pity on me, who can save me from this situation..."

The boy turned his head away because of the words that were not very emotional, and he remained silent this time.

In human society, most of the time, silence represents consent.

"Without hope and dreams, you are like a zombie or something. Even if you disappear in a corner of this world, no one will care or care. Do you really want to become a rotting piece of meat..."

Biting his lips, the boy lowered his head, his thin shoulders trembling slightly. He did not refute the words, but faced his desire honestly.

"A person like you who has the power of a hero definitely doesn't understand how someone like me can survive in this world..."

The gray eyes were like a bottomless black hole that was about to suck Lu Fengxian in. The eyes were so empty, so cold and calm that he couldn't help but think of his past. When his parents had just passed away, his appearance was so similar to now...

"Yes, that's right, I am the hero who has the power to save people from danger, completely different from you." Lu Fengxian said this, but there was no smug look on his face. He watched the boy turn around and walk step by step towards the place that was read as 'home' and written as 'hell', sighing as he walked.

"It's great to be able to be a hero or something..." The boy's tone was full of envy. He was holding a bag in his hand and staggering forward, with sweat all over his forehead.

Looking at the child's back and listening to these words, for some reason, Lu Fengxian felt like crying, but his expression remained unchanged as he said goodbye to the boy, "Goodbye."

The plan has not yet succeeded, I must continue to be patient...

.........

........

"What should I do? What ...!"

Like a headless fly, Aritomo Aoi kept flipping through another document in his hand besides the one that recorded the death notice. Fourteen families with the same conditions had all been visited, but none of them was the family that was about to have a murder. They were all just families with special family environments.

The worst prediction came true. The boy in the dream of his "death notice" was not a registered resident of the city...

Now, we can only continue to rely on the power of the city defenders!

"A male hooligan, aged between 32 and 38, with unkempt hair, a moustache and a beard."

Sitting in the public police car, the female director stated these conditions expressionlessly. In the end, she simply closed the meaningless conditions record book, took a deep breath and looked at Aritomo Aoi, "You, are you a fool?"

This sentence was said with such sincerity that it did not make people feel any sarcasm, as if it was just asking about a very ordinary matter...

There are at least five or six hundred people with this condition in the city. Even if all the police forces at hand were deployed, no, even the police forces of the entire city would definitely not be enough!

Are they not working anymore? How much time would it take for the police in the entire city to stop working and just look for one person? How many more incidents would there be? And if it is true as Youpeng said, the child was raised by a scumbag, let alone not saving him, even if he was saved, what would happen? Nine times out of ten, he would be the next scumbag...

"me....."

She was anxious and desperate, but she couldn't say a word. Aoi knew that her action was completely meaningless, but the problem was that she couldn't think of any other way except this one.

Too weak.

Obviously, it was you who decided to do your best to save people!

Looking sadly at the bright moon hanging above her head, Aritoko felt like crying. Whenever she knew that someone had died and she was powerless to do anything, she couldn't help but doubt and wonder whether the ability to foresee death was a blessing or a curse for her.

I can see the other person dying, and I can try to change the fact that he or she is dead, but I fail every time. All I feel is no gratitude, nothing, but pain, the pain of being powerless.

Isn't this the most painful ability in the world? If you don't know anything, you won't be troubled by such things at all, because you don't know anything and don't have to do anything.

If we can ignore the death notice and let it develop as the people in the bureau said, maybe life won't be so tiring, and we won't have to work so hard for this kind of thing all day long...

No one will understand how I feel, just like no one else has the same despair-inducing ability and painful experience as me.

And no one would be so entangled and painful as me. After all, in this cruel and ruthless world, there are many people who are numb to everything. Who can understand my pain...

"At least, at least stay with me until the last moment and find the murderer..."

Having given up hope of finding the boy, Arito Aoi made this request, even though he knew the other party would not agree. Apart from being a partner police officer in the Inspectorate, his job could be considered quite leisurely, which allowed him to look for victims every day. However, once he reached the position of Director, it was not so leisurely anymore. Not to mention the daily reception of reporters, he had to watch all the crimes, big and small...

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

The female director made shocking remarks as she held the steering wheel and looked straight ahead, speaking in a calm tone.

"Hey, this...thank you."

Then there was silence. The female director didn't say anything else. She just quietly took Aritomo Aoi around, seemingly without any purpose. However, whenever she saw a boy of eight or nine years old passing by, she would slow down the car.

Knowing that she was trying to accommodate him, You Pengkui couldn't help but look at the female director with gratitude. It had been a long time since he met someone who could help him so sincerely. Now he almost had the urge to cry.

What a fool...

The female director could see Aritomo Aoi's grateful eyes from the rearview mirror of the car, but she didn't feel happy at all. It could even be seen from her gradually turning cold gaze that her dislike for Aritomo Aoi became even stronger.

Time passed and it was 7:30 in the evening. Feelings such as distress, helplessness, and irritability came together. You Pengkui even felt that breathing made his chest hurt.

What changed everything was a phone call, a phone number that was marked on Aritomo's phone, but a person who had not called or made a phone call for a long time...

Lu Fengxian——?

My personal impression of him is not very good, or it should be said that it is very bad, whether it is that he killed the victim with his own hands or that he parted ways with me directly afterwards.

You know, my previous partners all spent at least three days with me before leaving, and I was the first one who couldn't stand it after just a few hours and asked for the disbandment.

Thanks to this, I was laughed at by several seniors in the same office. I almost found a hole to crawl into...

Instinctively, he wanted to hang up the phone, but in the end, Aritoko answered the call. It was because he was still at work, and as long as he was not busy, he had the obligation to answer the phone and answer the other party's questions. He could not let down the citizens who paid so much money every year.......

"Hello, this is Officer Arito Aoi from the 17th Squad of the City Police Headquarters. How can I help you?"

The voice was cold. Although Aritomo Aoi would not be lazy out of concern for the national tax dollars, relatively poor service was unavoidable.

However, the strange thing was that the voice on the other end was even colder than his own, as if he was not talking to anyone, but just mumbling to himself in the cold wind against the stone, making his scalp tingle.

"Forget about asking for help. Rather than that, I want to tell you that I have found the target you are looking for. I will tell you an address. I will only tell you once."

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109. The correct way to deal with scumbags

"Unfinished Building No. 15 in District 7 of Red Maple Building, West City District."

As soon as the words were spoken from the other end, the phone was abruptly hung up. Aritomo Aoi hurriedly wrote down the message in a notebook before the echo had even disappeared from his ears. The sorrow and sadness disappeared, and cleanliness and vitality flowed out of his body continuously, filling every corner of his body.

Like a ray of light, driving away the darkness.

It was like a clear spring irrigating the dry earth.

It is hope, it is light, and it is also a way to obtain salvation.

Without thinking about where Lu Fengxian got the information that he was looking for someone, nor did he investigate the authenticity of the information. You Pengkui shouted loudly to the female director sitting in the driver's seat.

"Director, please rush to this address. I have a tip!"

"Tip? Reliable..."

"We worked together once before, I don't know about his character and other aspects, but his work ability is beyond reproach."

"Well."

He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom without hesitation, the alarm sounded, and the car directly under the police headquarters began to rush wildly on the city streets at an average speed of 90 kilometers per hour. The car body swayed past other cars precariously, and after returning to stability, it accelerated again in less than 0.5 seconds, as if this was not an inner city road where big cars squeezed against small cars, but a straight line that belonged only to their racing track.

"Fake, do you know how to drive?"

"Drive faster, bitch!"