Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

In fact, he didn't know much about it.

After all, that's not what he did.

But one thing he was sure of, the person in charge of controlling public opinion must be a sunny boy.

A thousand clowns.

On a certain street in Chiba, a drunken man staggered down the road.

The passers-by around them all showed disgust when they saw the drunk man and moved away subconsciously.

'Drinking in the daytime, I'm afraid it's an unemployed vagabond. ’

‘This guy won’t vomit on the side of the road, will he? gross. ’

'Like those little bastards. ’

A malevolent gaze was cast, but the man didn't care.

He is indeed a homeless man, and a punk.

Even he was really going to find a place to vomit for a while, although it wasn't on the side of the road.

He was used to these malicious gazes.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

That's his attitude to life, that's what he says to others.

Including when reaching out to an elderly parent for money.

He knew that life wasn't easy for his parents, but so what.

Since he was born, he must be raised well.

The drunk man thought righteously.

The money on me is enough for a cool night, so I'll go home tomorrow and ask for money.

Anyway, as long as he sells badly, his parents will feel distressed and give him money.

If it really doesn't work, just sit down.

He's used to it anyway.

"Yuck~"

"Cough, ha~ vomit!"

In the alley, the sound of vomiting kept coming.

It seems the man drank a lot last night.

"It's really uncomfortable."

Covering his head, the drunk leaned softly against the wall.

Looking up at the sky with dazed eyes, I always feel a little empty.

The drunk man's consciousness began to sink little by little.

He had been high last night, and now he can't hold it anymore.

"Click, click, click."

Deep in the alley, strange sounds came from far and near.

It's like the sound of a rusted machine running without maintenance for many years.

The drunk man reluctantly gathered his energy and looked deep into the alley.

If you fall asleep here, maybe your money will be taken away.

He also wanted to find a warm foot bath for a night's sleep tonight.

A figure in a coat walked with stiff steps to the drunkard's side.

The action looks like a robot that lacks lubricating oil.

It's like a patient who hasn't walked for many years.

"Who are you?"

Standing up, the pale drunkard looked vigilantly at the strange guy in front of him.

He reached into his pocket with his left hand, clutching his few money tightly.

It's about where he sleeps tonight.

Coincidentally, the hand of the guy in front of him has also been stuffed in the pocket of his coat.

"Click."

Hearing the drunk man's voice, the strange guy in front of him slowly raised his head.

Little by little the faces under the brim appeared in the sight of the drunk.

"you!"

The moment he saw that face, the drunken man's originally confused thinking became much clearer.

It was a rusted, robotic face.

Without waiting for the drunken man to make any move, the rusty robot took out the hand it had been stuffing in its pocket.

A sharp axe appeared before the drunk man.

The dazzling cold man's eyes hurt.

Chapter 298 The robot woodcutter no longer cuts down trees

In the fairy tale The Wizard of Oz. , the heartless Tin Man whom Dorothy met in the magical country of Oz.

Together with Dorothy, the Lion and the Scarecrow, he searches for a wizard who can fulfill his wish, and finally gets a heart from the wizard.

In some worlds, however, the story isn't all that good.

The Tin Woodman did follow Dorothy to find the wizard and get a heart.

But this heart is made of lead.

Because wizards think "you are a machine, made to serve humanity."

"A machine doesn't need a heart."

Feeling the coldness in his chest, the originally kind tin man became dark and indifferent.

It slashed through the wizard's chest with the axe in his hand, ripping out the still vibrant heart from the wizard's chest and placing it in his own chest.

It was the first time it felt the beating of the heart.

It's so warm and so captivating.

Even its icy body seemed to be soft and full of warmth.

At that moment, it was completely obsessed with this feeling.

However, this heart is not his after all.

The vitality of the heart disappeared little by little, and the Tin Woodman's feeling of warmth also dissipated.

It panicked, and having experienced it, it couldn't accept that it had changed back to the way it was.

Just when the Tin Woodman panicked, the blood-stained axe entered its sight.

The Tin Woodman seemed to understand something.

From then on, the Tin Woodman who chopped down trees was not chopping down trees, but chopping down human beings.

"It's really tragic."

In the alley blocked by the yellow line, a police officer sighed as he looked at the corpse covered with white cloth on the ground.

Chiba has been really uneasy recently.

First, the high school teenager who was brutally dismembered, and then the high school teacher was murdered. The black material was exposed on the same day.

There are various things in between.

The middle-aged police officer who thought he could work for another ten years suddenly had the idea of ​​retirement.

‘I will resign at the end of this year. ’

Touching the stubble of his chin, the police officer thought so.

In fact, he just looked young, but he was actually old enough to retire.

It's really exciting to think about your life after retirement.

"Brother Songgang, here is a new discovery."

Hyakki Funataro, who had invisible dark circles under his eyelids, leaned out halfway and said.

There have been many cases in the recent period, and he has also been working.

Although he has a vacation according to reason, he has been insisting on working, and others can't persuade him.

"What's wrong."

Song Gang retracted his thoughts and asked.

"There's something wrong with the heart."

Pointing to the heart that was abandoned at will, Hyakuno Funataro said.

Originally they thought that the murderer took out the victim's heart after killing the victim and threw it on the ground.

This kind of behavior is incomprehensible to ordinary people. . . . .

Also outrageous.

Although there is a clear case analysis of such cases in criminal psychology, it is still difficult to accept when you actually see it.

At first, they considered whether someone deliberately sought revenge to make such a move.

After investigation, they found that there were quite a few enemies of the deceased.

I had a fight with someone while drinking last night.

"The heart is not the victim's, and the victim's death should not exceed a day."

"And the heart was dug out at the wrong time."

Although it has not been rigorously tested, it is easy to come to this conclusion after surveying the site.

In this case, the possibility of deliberately seeking revenge will be greatly reduced.

It is more about considering serial crimes.

"yes."

He took out a small notebook from his coat pocket and wrote down the clue. Song Gang asked:

"Anything else found?"

"The rest are still being examined."

"Well, hard work."

Closing the small book in his hand, Song Gang also joined the inspection of the scene.

You can't always let young people come.

Although there have been definite investigation findings, Matsuoka and Hyakki Funataro not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but became even more nervous.

Deliberately seeking revenge and committing crimes are two completely different concepts.

The former is much less dangerous than the latter.

At this time, the murderer who caused the tragedy was running all the way in the alley.

That's right, run wild.

The Tin Man, who was covered in rust and had limited mobility before, walked like a fly, showing a speed that is unmatched by world sprint champions.

There is no rust on the smooth steel body, and it shimmers with a metallic luster in the sun.