Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

Most people think so.

Some conspiracy theorists began to habitually speculate again, is the so-called murderer at the desk a scapegoat?

Or is there something else hidden in it?

In fact, their guess is correct, but the fact is very different from their imagination.

These people always like to publish some plausible conspiracy theories on the Internet, attacking the country that raised them everywhere.

But are you going to get them to give their point of view?

sorry, we do not have that.

Anyway, I just think there is a problem.

I feel like we've been lied to, there's something up there hiding.

To ask is to be 'deceived', 'conspiracy of the rich', 'some things can't be said much'.

Saying it is the same as not saying it, it seems reasonable but it is all nonsense.

Ask for evidence?

Sorry, neither.

They're justified anyway, what's a problem because there's nothing'.

Good guy, then you actually have problems living.

And why because there is no, there is a problem.

Because there isn't enough evidence, it doesn't exist.

According to their arguments, the Himalayas do not exist because they have never been there.

Everyone sitting in front of the computer does not exist.

Because he hadn't seen it.

Don't talk about philosophy.

Ask what he thinks.

Really achieved 'nothing outside my heart' (funny).

What he sees exists, and what he does not see does not exist.

Cough, far away.

Looking back into the classroom, the discussion between Miura Yuiko and the others quickly spread to the whole class.

No matter when it is placed, serial killings are very popular.

What's more, this case not only happened around them, but also involved students of the same age.

"By the way, who is this Maori detective?"

Playing with her hair casually, Miura Yuiko looked at the mustache uncle in the photo with some strangeness.

Although it seems to be well-dressed, it always feels a little inexplicably unreliable.

"It seems to be a detective who has become famous recently. He lives in Tokyo and happened to encounter this incident when he came to travel."

Yuigahama Yui recalled the information he found last night.

When she was about to go to bed last night, she accidentally saw this news, and she lost all sleepiness at once.

"Traveling in Chiba? What does this uncle think?"

Yumiko Miura muttered and continued to look at her phone.

Sakamoto, who was not far away, fell into deep thought while listening to Miura Yuiko and their discussion.

Although he didn't take part in any missions, he also learned from chatting with Sakata Gintoki that the institute took in a new Gap Girl yesterday.

At that time, he was still a little surprised. He didn't expect that the urban legend actually existed.

"Is it true what they say?"

Turning his head, Sakamoto looked at Luo Zhen with some doubts and asked.

If what they say is true, what about the Gap Girl?

"Always give the victim's family an object of accountability and hatred."

Luo Zhen said softly.

That's right, from the perspective of abnormal events, this matter has ended perfectly.

The girl with the gap was taken in, and there were no casualties in the agency.

It can be said that everyone is happy.

But from the point of view of ordinary people, the event will not end until the announcement is issued.

No, the damage to the family caused by this incident will continue forever.

In the future, they may come out of the shadows, or they may always be immersed in sadness and hatred.

This is something that can't be helped, Luo Zhen personally thinks that it's better to be immersed in hatred than to hate anyone without knowing it.

If there is no target for hatred, then it is true despair.

"What about amnestics?"

"How? To erase all traces of a person's existence?"

After a few seconds of silence, Sakamoto asked hesitantly.

For a family, this is simply too cruel.

Luo Zhen immediately asked Sakamoto.

This issue was debated at the beginning.

But in the end the idea was abandoned.

Wanton intervention in the lives of ordinary people is not in line with their philosophy.

Not to mention this kind of behavior that is difficult to define boundaries.

Maybe your original intention is for the good of a family.

But it is indeed obliterating the traces of a person's existence and 'killing him completely'.

Maybe they'll live happily ever after losing their memory of this person.

But Luo Zhen is still quite resistant to this behavior.

"is my problem."

Pushing his glasses, Sakamoto didn't continue the topic.

Inadvertently, he seemed to have a deeper understanding of the existence of the agency.

As I said before, just chanting slogans will not make any sense at all.

Only when you experience it yourself can you truly feel it.

"Let me tell you, what do you think a girl with a gap would look like?"

Listening to the discussion in his ears, An Yilun also asked a little 'casually'.

He really cares about this!

"Maybe it will be a big beauty."

A boy leaned on his seat and joked.

Although I know this is impossible, it does not prevent everyone from imagining it.

They also really need to change to a lighter topic to talk about.

"Do you think she will target people who are not wearing masks?"

"How is it possible, wouldn't we all be unlucky?"

The students who were still discussing "the weight of life" with a serious face before soon began to laugh and talk about their own ideas.

The so-called emotion for life is nothing more than a discussion topic after dinner.

Chapter 190 IX Irena's Society

As the person who first raised the topic, An Yilun soon stopped participating in the discussion.

It's not that he's not interested in the topic anymore.

To be precise, he was no longer interested in the direction of the topic.

What is the brand of the scissors used by the rift woman to kill, and why does the rift wear a mask instead of a helmet.

This is all and what.

Lying on the table, An Yilun's eyes gradually became hollow.

Although his body is trapped in the classroom, his mind is free.

"Hey hey."

Thinking of something strange, An Yilun also showed a rippling smile.

A strange blush appeared on his face.

"An Yi, you're laughing so stupidly."

"Yeah, just like the wretched man on TV."

The boys around complained.

Sometimes they couldn't understand what An Yilun was thinking.

"What! What does it mean to look like a wretched man on TV?!"

After patting the table, An Yilun said dissatisfiedly.

It's as if he's being nasty by saying that.