Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

"It needs a good farewell. Although I don't know what happened, the two quirky little guys from Caizi Sanqianzi are willing to help others like this. It is estimated that they have their own thoughts."

The orphanage is a small society in Yumu, and he knows the character of every child in the small society very well.

"Yeah." Takahashi showed a shallow smile.

"If these two children have any requests, don't pay attention. Every child in the welfare home is a little adult, and the abacus in his heart is clear. If it was correct last night, the three thousand words should be to file a complaint. Right."

Thinking of this, Yumu's brows furrowed again: "These little brats want to make things bigger every day."

Fortunately, today he went to the school to solve the problem. If Sanqianzi sued him like this, the black angel would really intervene in Caizi's affairs, and it would end completely out of control.

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"Anyway, our orphanage will take care of the two children, so don't worry."

Yumu bowed slightly, feeling a little like he was sending away the evil demon **** of plague.

"Ding bell bell." The phone in Yumu's arms suddenly rang.

"Is that Director Tamaki? Please take Caizi to the hospital. The wound on her foot has worsened."

"Yes! I'll be there soon!"

Yumu suddenly stood up and hurriedly opened the courtyard door.

Hearing Caiko was mentioned on the phone, Takahashi's expression suddenly changed.

Tamaki directly drove his ten-year-old car out of the garage, and Takahashi opened the rear door and sat in.

"Do you want to go too, I see, okay."

No matter how busy you are, you can't forget to fasten your seat belt.

"You may not know much about Caizi. She is the most complicated child in our orphanage."

"Complicated?" Takahashi didn't read the complexity from Caizi's innocent smile. At most, he acted a little bit younger than Sanqianzi.

"Caizi, was forced to be sent to the orphanage." Yumu quickly reversed the car and slowly told what had happened, the words that came out of his mouth were cold, "Probably four years ago, when I used to A woman who worked in a convenience store was arrested by the police station."

Perhaps it was the past police experience that made Yumu's cold words convincing.

"The police officers who handled the case were very capable. It only took a few glances to see that this sneaky woman was a drug addict. After a mandatory urine test, it turned out to be the case, and after checking the files, this person was already a repeat offender of theft, so he was put in prison. "

Island countries have always been strict with Eastern countries in dealing with drug trafficking and users. In addition to being cautious about the death penalty, even those who only use drugs may be sent to prison to serve their sentences, and fishing law enforcement that violates the spirit of the police is also allowed in used in such cases.

"When she was in custody, she told the escorting police officer that there was a little girl who was unattended at home and asked to let her go home and settle the child first."

"Of course it's impossible. You know, for the addiction in their hearts, those people can tell any lies, and in this case, children are often their biggest shield."

"The same happened to the habitual criminals who were arrested several times before. The repeated arrests were all dismissed under the pretext of children. The incident of petty theft also involved young children. The police stations in other places did not want to cause such trouble."

"The police officer in charge of escorting just asked the addict for his family's contact information, promising to contact relatives and family members to take care of the child, and then put the addict in custody."

The car galloped fast on the river bank.

"The arrested policeman called an intern police officer in the police station about the incident. After the intern policeman followed his relative's phone several times and no one answered, and because of an emergency at home, he called this police officer. Forget it, just leave a brief message on the blackboard for the administrator or other colleagues to see the next day."

"and then?"

Tamaki's eyes showed the color of memory. He was recalling the whole thing. After all, he was not the party involved in the incident, and his memory was slightly vague.

"Then it will be five or six days later."

Takahashi narrowed his eyes pitifully, five or six days, that is more than a hundred hours, and an unattended child lived alone for five or six days.

"It's a coincidence. Five or six days later, the addict's relative happened to visit the child at his home with clothes for the child in his hand. The parents didn't say anything, the child is innocent."

"But when she got home, she couldn't open the door no matter how much she patted the door. The relative mistakenly thought that the child was taken away by her mother, so she thought of throwing the clothes in through the gap on the balcony."

"It was this throw that made her discover the three-year-old child lying in the bedroom."

"This is not the first time a drug addict steals. A three-year-old child was very active. She once ran out alone. Because she was afraid that the child would slip away when she went out to steal, she locked the door first, but she was not at ease. The door was tied with a towel."

"The little bedroom became a prison."

For the cold story, Yumu has no talent for storytelling. He seems to be making a report at a meeting, listing out the contents that need to be explained one by one.

"Fortunately, when the child was rescued, she was still breathing. It's hard to imagine how the child would persevere after a few days of dripping water and eating rice."

"Behind the broken door, a string of dried blood was found, the nails of both hands were severely damaged, and the throat was red and swollen."

"This child must have wanted to unlock the door again and again, and beat the door again and again to call for his mother, crying so loudly that he could not make a sound."

"The clothes thrown in from the window fell on the chair under the window sill. A three-year-old child can also survive. She must have tried to step on the bench and cry in front of the window to survive."

"All the cabinets and wardrobes in the room have been opened. She should be trying to find food to quench her thirst from these hidden compartments, like a wild dog wandering on the roadside, looking for something to fill her stomach, but unfortunately a drop of water in the room is empty. no."

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"And when the night fell, the three-year-old she used to hide in the closet and tremble under the siege of fear, waiting in the dark for someone to rescue her."

"It was indeed rescued, but it was what happened after she fell into a coma in despair. If it wasn't for someone who happened to throw clothes through the window this time..."

"Life is accidental, and death is fate."

"Her life was almost frozen by a terrible misunderstanding."

The stories built by the cold masonry are more angular, and the eardrums of the listeners will be scratched if they are not careful.

"After being rescued, the most difficult thing to heal was the little girl's feet. The paint on the lower part of the door was kicked off by her, and her little feet almost completely lost their function."

"Although the child's growth and healing speed is amazing, the injury on her foot is not so easy to heal. It has only been a few years, and it will easily recur."

"So in the end, she came to your orphanage?"

The car stopped in front of the school gate.

Yumu's mood became low at this moment, it seemed because of this little girl's story, but also because of other things: "Yes, the law deprives the mother of custody, but even if relatives and friends can't bear it in their hearts, in reality She would also bow her head in front of her, if her parents were normal people, if they weren’t addicts, if it wasn’t for the fact that she would come to the door from time to time to clamor for living expenses…”

"As long as she lives with a mother like that, either today or tomorrow, she will be hanged by fate's own hands sooner or later."