I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

There was just a pile of yellowed newspapers in the document bag, but the titles and content on them stung people's eyes;

【The scandal that shocked the entire Tokyo!There is a deal about young girls in asylums! 】

[Nia Asylum was exposed to be involved in providing *service personnel for high-class parties. 】

【collapse!A large number of implicated asylums have closed down. Where should homeless children go? 】

Thanks to Sichuan Media's transcendent status in the news industry, it only took a little effort for Wuma Xingjin to find these dusty past.

Yuan Qingyue's exhaustion, Kondo Natsuko's experience in the adoptive family, the dilapidated living environment of the lolita in Nia Asylum...

Everything is connected in series, the clues are clear, and the next thing to do is simple.

Since there are still people coveting the children of Nia Asylum today, let’s solve the problem once and for all.

Wu Ma Xingjin is good at using psychological warfare to defeat the opponent's psychological defense first in the art appreciation. Every move of the opponent will be analyzed by him. Naturally, the changes in Hinoo Kenro's face did not escape Wu Ma Xingjin's eyes. This guy is exactly as he suspected. What happened back then is implicated.

"This is all in the past..."

Hinoo Kenro looked around and talked about him. Wuma Xingjin glanced at the time on the wall clock and punched Hinoo Kenro in the abdomen without any warning.

The latter's body was as arched as a cooked shrimp, and he huddled on the floor in pain.Hinao Takero felt that his two kidneys were about to be exhausted. He trembled and crawled towards the mobile phone that had rolled to the side. He must let the police arrest this violent person who broke into the house.

A brown Martin boot crushed the back of his hand. The hard sole of the boot made a crunching sound on the bones, as if the blood vessels and muscles had been crushed into a mess.

"I'm usually very patient, but I make an exception for scum."

"Ahhhh!" Takero Hinao screamed, "I said, I said, let me go!"

"Shh~" Wuma Xingjin put his index finger in front of his mouth: "The sound insulation here is very poor, please don't affect other people's rest."

"After all, I'm not a bad person. I can't do things like disturbing people."

"Tell me, if I'm in a good mood I might let you go."

If you beat me, I would scream?

Hinoo Kenro felt that he had lived for more than 40 years, and for the first time he felt wronged and wanted to cry. His teeth chattered and he confessed everything he knew...

Nia Asylum was initially managed by a kind-hearted woman and often received donations from all parties in the society.

The money was more than enough to provide for the children's living and staff expenses, but as time went by, large sums of donations could be received from just a few interviews and speeches, and the first-generation dean's focus was no longer on the children. .

Looking at the increasing amount in the account, this is more pleasant than playing house with the children, and besides, this is all the money I earned from flying around the country.

When this idea arose like a weed, the first-generation director couldn't help but reach out for the money in the account that should have been used to operate Nia Asylum.

Soon, this woman from an ordinary family fell into the whirlpool of material things. She attended various high-end banquets wearing top-notch gorgeous evening dresses, and the checks she handed to doormen reached shocking figures.

A new face suddenly broke into Tokyo's aristocratic circle, which naturally aroused the curiosity of many people, and almost immediately someone found out her origins.

However, there are many welfare organizations that will hand over funds to foundations for management to earn high returns. The excess will naturally be at the disposal of the dean. The ladies regarded her as this type of person and did not doubt her.

But the good times did not last long, and the funds from donations could no longer satisfy the extravagant and lustful life of the first-generation dean. She began to focus on the expenses of the children in Nia Asylum.

Clothes, food, tuition fees, etc.....

The children soon tasted how life had plummeted. At first, some staff members were dissatisfied with such behavior, but they were soon dismissed. Because of the money offensive of the first-generation dean, the remaining staff members kept silent. , tasting the comfort brought by the moist oil and water.

A roadside restaurant pitifully provided some simple lunch boxes to hungry children for free, but the first-generation dean was worried that what she had done would be revealed, so she spent a lot of money and connections to bring the kind-hearted restaurant owner to court, slandering the children. There is something wrong with the food they serve.

She succeeded.

All the kind-hearted shops nearby were forced to leave, leaving behind some guys who were either indifferent or happy to see what they were doing. These people also attracted the dishonest gangsters they knew before to stay near their shops. Gradually, the streets nearby became more and more crowded. The chaos grew, and the once lively area turned into a forbidden area where no one dared to enter overnight.

Well-meaning people who donated money made an on-site inspection of Nia’s asylum and successfully leaked the news to their charity circles.

It is hard not to think of what happened to the children who could have lived well just by relying on social donations, but their lives turned out to be so difficult.

People who felt they had been deceived ran to each other angrily and discouraged people they knew from continuing to donate to Nia Asylum.

Most of the funds were cut off at once, and the first-generation dean tried every means to increase his income sources, but to no avail.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, she could no longer hire young and handsome drivers. At this time, someone came to her and made a deal with the first-generation dean.

The children in Nia Asylum are famous for being cute and well-behaved, with good postures, good colors, and are well-liked by everyone. Even if they were recruited to become child stars, no one would find it strange.

If you think about it, you will understand that if this were not the case, we would not receive so many donations.

However, just like the famous dualism, everything has two sides -

While cute-looking children attract the attention of kind-hearted people, they also naturally attract some guys who breed their ugly desires in the dark.

As Yuan Qingxue said, the ravine of human desire will never be filled.

These guys who were willing to pay a lot of money to adopt children made the first-generation dean smile.

You can get rid of these troublesome children and get a lot of money at the same time. Is there anything more cost-effective in the world?

So the first-generation dean readily agreed.

Children approach sanctimonious adults with the blessings of their peers;

Almost everyone thinks that being adopted is a good thing, but little does they know that it leads to an abyss.

As for what happened next, he had already heard about it from Qianye Asuka.

The minister has been supporting it alone until now.

"That's all I know. These are all things of the past. Why should I hold on to them?"

Wuma Xingjin said regretfully: "Unfortunately, you were also one of them at that time."

"I'm not the only one who does this." Hinoo Kenro still said quibly.

"Toyotomi Yoshita and the others also adopted him."

The name Wu Ma Xingjin is very familiar. He is the adoptive father of Natsuko Kondo, but it seems that after White Christmas, a creditor came to him, chopped off his hands and feet, and sold him to a body processing workshop in South America.

As for who provided the information, when Wuma Xingjin asked Yuan Qingxue, the girl's cold face showed a trace of calmness.

Although it didn't answer his question, the answer was obvious.

"I know, that's why I came to find you."

"Tell me the identities of these people who spent a lot of money to adopt children, and I will find the rest one by one."

Just like flies gathering in a heap, these like-minded bastards also have their own circle, and Wuma Xingjin wants to send them to prison one by one through Hinoo Kenro.

Hinoo Takero is obviously not a tough guy, and he can't bear any physical pain. He just poured the beans on the people in his circle.

Seeing Hino O Takero's cooperation, Wu Ma Xingjin removed his boots, lowered his head to record and asked:

"There is one thing I have always been curious about. Now that the first-generation dean has been arrested, how can you guys continue to live a free life?"

Takero Hinoo rubbed the back of his hand and laughed twice: "This is something that a kid will never understand.

Don't lump everyone together. When you reach a certain level, you will find that the law is only used to restrain those who can't do anything.

Some guys will clap their hands excitedly when they see the so-called 'justice being served', but this is just that the unlucky guy was betrayed by the interest group he represents.

More and more people are sitting behind the transparent glass curtain wall at the top of the building watching your performance. These people are both referees and people who accompany you to have fun. "

"I am not the only evil person in this world."

"So what if you finish us off? There will be another group of people taking our place. This is an endless cycle."

"You can't change anything."

After saying that, Hinao Takero laughed as if nothing mattered.

Wuma Xingjin closed his eyes in silence and rubbed the pattern on the coin with his fingertips.

"You people will only make excuses for yourselves and use this kind of preaching to whitewash the correctness of your actions."

"Whether it's the so-called reincarnation or it happens again, who knows what will happen in the future. All I have to do is the immediate thing."

"Even if you can't change the world, it's enough to change what you can."

"I will do what I should do." Wuma Xingjin took off the miniature camera from his collar: "Everything you say will become evidence of conviction."

"You dishonest brat!"

"I've never been in a worse mood than I am now. It's just your bad luck."

Hinao Kenro was furious and wanted to grab the miniature camera in Wu Ma Xingjin's hand, but his right hand was like a nail nailed to the floor, preventing him from moving.

Kicking Hinoo Takero unconscious as casually as kicking a can on the side of the road, Wuma Xingjin asked people to handle the finishing work, and got into the limousine driven by Takechizuru to go to the next location.

It's not enough to just deal with Takero Hinao. It seems that the news that the minister is seriously ill and hospitalized has been heard by interested people, and these guys hiding in the darkness are starting to make moves again.

According to the list provided, Wuma Xingjin came to the door one by one vigorously and used moral persuasion to get these new students to confess their crimes. Often, the car engine was already on its way to the next location before the car engine had cooled down. The efficiency was incredibly fast.

Fortunately, most of the guys on the list live in Tokyo, and high-end cars swim through the streets of Tokyo late at night thanks to Takechizuru's superb driving skills.

From Shibuya to Daikanyama, from Shinjuku to Aoyama...

These bad debts from the past were laid out carelessly, and the people in the police station had a headache.

When I went to a banquet with my boss, I saw my boss groveling to please these guys. As a result, each one of them was handcuffed to the water pipe like a piglet waiting to be slaughtered. Some of them didn't even have time to put on their pajamas, and their hairy legs were exposed. Shivering in the cold wind.

"Who is the police?"

Maybe someone should give this boy with an excessive sense of justice a hero uniform?

Stop being funny.

The funniest joke of the year is: There is justice in this world.

Does Chapter 236 represent violence or justice?

Wuma Xingjin glanced at Zhu Qianhe, who was looking a little tired in the driver's seat, and planned to get rid of the last key person and call it a day.

After all, the bodyguard lady is not as energetic as himself, and besides, he has to go to class tomorrow, so he can't delay for too long.

Staying up late is bad for your health... Wait, wouldn't staying up all night be fine?

What a genius idea!

The sedan's engine sound is inaudible, and the smooth ride is indeed a bit drowsy.

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Tokyo, a megacity with a population of tens of millions, is still brightly lit even at two in the morning.

Especially at the entrances of izakayas and love hotels everywhere, there are many old men who have been working for a long time, using the money they earned from overtime to release the pressure accumulated at work, surrounded by several young women to choose from.