The villain knight doesn't want to be a hero

In other words, the shadow left on him last time was too serious.

I planned to drink it to refresh myself while on duty, but after taking the first sip, I lay down straight in front of the Holy Emperor. The Holy Residence was in chaos that day...

Glancing at the empty environment inside the store, he now knew why there was not even a single customer in this store even though it was well-decorated.

——It’s already good if you don’t send people away, but you still expect someone to come?

In fact, except for Mu Geng who has endured the transformation of the nebula gas and can barely drink it, for others, they can basically lie there peacefully after the first sip.

He laughed twice, calmly pushed the coffee in front of him away, and forcibly changed the topic to other places: "Mr. Lin, you seem to be surprisingly relaxed..."

"Are you talking about the commission from the Holy Emperor? There is no way, after all, the scale of our office is too small."

After resetting the coffee that Rentaro Satomi pushed away, Lin Qiao shrugged and said helplessly:

"The sky-high remuneration of one billion is indeed very exciting, but compared to those large firms that start with at least a dozen people, our search capabilities are really far behind."

In terms of combat ability alone, a transformed Kisara can knock others to the ground and hammer him, but in terms of search ability, that's a different story.

At least until Lin Qiao used some secret tricks, there was no way to compare.

Now almost all the police in the Tokyo area are looking for the gastrea creature and the leech shadow Yin, and the cost of collecting intelligence can be said to be several times higher than usual.

Last but not least, while collecting intelligence, you also have to worry about other people causing trouble.

——The police have never been a united group.

Even if there is a police word in the name, they are essentially just legal mercenaries.

Money is the most important thing.

Being able to monopolize a billion in remuneration, naturally he will not let others get a share of the pie...even if there is a fatal threat like Zhizi Yingyin.

"....So just give up?"

Without even a symbolic struggle, I just chose to lie down... Should I say that it's you?

Satomi Rentaro felt speechless, and Lin Qiao opposite him just spread his hands to express his acquiescence.

Anyway, the worst result is just to summon a Scorpio... At worst, he will keep it secret.

"But if you ignore your work as a convoy and come to my place, aren't you afraid that the Holy Emperor will find out if you fish for fish, and then your salary will be deducted?"

"No, this..."

"Okay, okay, just let me guess."

Without waiting for his answer, Lin Qiao waved her hand.

After all, just by looking at Rentaro's bitter face, one could tell that it would be difficult for him to take the initiative to explain himself.

And the answer is obvious -

"Because you were ordered by the Holy Emperor to investigate the attackers, but you have no clue where to start, so you just came to our place and waited, right?"

"...That's about it." There was a look of helplessness on his face, which seemed to admit what Lin Qiao said.

"But I also want to know why Mr. Lin and Miss Kisara always rush to the scene as soon as possible every time the Slammer appears... Of course, if you don't mind."

"This is not a confidential matter."

Not surprised by Rentaro Satomi's question, Lin Qiao thought for a moment and answered:

"Actually, to put it bluntly, we should rely on props."

"Props?"

"A little contraption of my own...just a moment."

Putting down Busicui, who had her ears pinched in her arms and felt uncomfortable moving, Lin Qiao walked upstairs.

At the same time as the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets came, Lin Qiao's explanation voice also sounded from upstairs.

"When the Slammer appears, it will emit some special electromagnetic waves, and this thing can detect the electromagnetic waves emitted by the Slammer and then send out a signal."

"The principle is similar to radar."

The person holding a disc-like object covered with solar panels walked downstairs.

"Of course, the coverage of a single detection device is definitely limited, so we can only rely on quantity to make up for it."

"Including outer areas, there are more than 400 such devices in Tokyo. Although it can only provide a rough range, it is enough."

"It took a lot of effort when it was first installed."

He used the words he had said to Miss Ge once again.

Satomi Rentaro, on the other hand, looked at the detection device placed on the table with a look like he was looking at a strange object.

Then he remembered something and put down the disc in his hand.

"Speaking of which, where is Miss Kisara?"

He hadn't seen the other party since he came in, which made him a little curious whether the other party went out to beat the Slugger again.

Seemingly seeing through what he was thinking, Lin Qiao stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Stop thinking blindly. She took Yanzhu out to buy things. She will probably be back soon."

I have to admit that adolescent girls develop very quickly, especially those like Miss Ge, who deliver all the nutrients where they should go.

Because I mainly bought some women's products, I didn't take Lin Qiao, a grown man, with me.

As for Bushicui, it was because of his ears and the fact that the child didn't like crowded places, so he stayed with Lin Qiao.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Kigeng and Yanzhu walked in from the door carrying large and small bags.

It's just that it's not the same as the sunny and good mood when he set off. Kisara is obviously not in a good mood at the moment.

Returning with them was a dirty, extremely embarrassed-looking young girl with black hair and red eyes.

"The Cursed Son of the Outer District?"

It seems like something happened.

Chapter 196 A society full of malice towards the Cursed Son

Yanzhu took the girl upstairs to take a bath, and Lin Qiao also learned what happened from Mu Geng.

It wasn't something too complicated. It was just that when they were shopping, a Cursed Son from the outer area happened to be caught stealing something, and he was taken to a place by two policemen and lynched.

Whether in Tokyo or other areas, this is a very common phenomenon.

Fortunately, when the two policemen were about to press the trigger, Kisara, who followed because he was worried, saved the child in time.

"Is this happening again..."

There is no doubt that stealing is wrong in itself, but neither Lin Qiao nor Mu Geng can say anything to accuse these children.

After all, they really have no other way to survive.

Even if they want to get paid for their labor, no one will recruit them... or to be more precise, even if they have money, no one will necessarily sell them things.

There was an environment in which the entire society rejected the Cursed Son.

Even children who are still in school will speak harshly when they see the Cursed Child.

Even if the Holy Emperor intended to promulgate the "New Law on Gastrea Biology" in order to improve the social status of the Cursed Son, the effect would be the same as zero if rounded off.

Therefore, there are only two options before most children, either stealing or begging.

Unless you join the International Institute of Initiator Supervision (IISO) and become a starter - but whether you can find a good facilitator depends entirely on your fate.

There are quite a few criminals among the police. It would be too fanciful to expect such people to be kind to children.

Well, let me name and praise General Ixiong who made trouble that day.

Although this guy is indeed a bad person, he is indeed very good to his partner. He is nothing more than being unforgiving and using his mouth as a "tool".

"I know those police officers have their own jobs, but to kill people without asking a single question is too much!"

Recalling what the two police officers had done before, her tone inevitably became a little anxious.

Gahahahah!

The can of coffee in his hand made a squeaking sound as it was crushed.

And her state also made Satomi Rentaro a little worried: "...Um, Miss Kisara, you didn't kill anyone, right?"

"I only used the back of the knife. At most, it only hurts a little when I wake up."

"..."

No, that's actually quite serious.

She muttered to herself, not to mention that she was using a full-bottle cutting sword that could easily kill even the metal body of the attacker.

Coupled with her original swordsmanship and physical strength... Satomi Rentaro couldn't help but worry about the two policemen.

At the same moment, Lin Qiao walked downstairs carrying two big bags.

"What about your face? You weren't caught on the police car's dash cam, were you?"

"I think should not be?"

She said with some uncertainty, because the situation was urgent and she was focused on saving people, so she didn't pay much attention to her surroundings.

Lin Qiao shook her head, "This kind of thing cannot be said to be 'should'."

Because the emergence of the police has preempted the promotion opportunities of a considerable number of police officers, and the police who break into the jurisdiction to interfere at the scene are basically like grabbing territory, making a considerable number of police officers not very fond of the police.

If those guys really get the chance, I don't know what the outcome will be, but they will definitely be annoying.

"Forget it, let me confirm again. It happens that I also have an acquaintance in the police system. If something happens, let him help."

"Do you need help?"

"No, you'd better take Yanzhu and Cui and set off first. I'll find you later after I finish the work."

Lin Qiao took out Souqi's mobile phone, and with Rentaro Satomi's eyes asking "What's wrong with this world?", he inserted a full bottle and turned it into a motorcycle.

"Ah, by the way, Satomi happens to be here, just think of it as a reward for answering the questions before and use him as a coolie."

"...Mr. Lin, you really said something outrageous..."

"Don't pay too much attention to the details... I'll leave it to you anyway. You don't want to watch women and children working hard to carry heavy objects while you sit and blow the air conditioner, right?"

"..."

After saying that, Lin Qiao waved to him and turned the motorcycle handle.

Looking at his back in the distance while riding his motorcycle, Satomi Rentaro always felt that there was something he was holding back in his chest, and he sighed after a long time...

"By the way, Miss Kisara, are you moving?"

Turning his head to look at the large and small bags of things on the ground, he naturally thought of this.

But something strange is that the things on the ground are not furniture or daily necessities. Instead, they are some rice, flour, grain and oil, some plant seeds and... stuffed bears?

"No, I just have to go to the outer area today...and introduce a place to that kid just now." Tendou Kisara, who was next to him, shook his head and explained.

"Outer area?"

There is a slight difference in the words, but there seems to be nothing good about the outer area, right?

"Well, even though it's an outlying area, it's still a pretty good place. At least there's no problem in ensuring the child's life."

"Anyway, I won't disappoint you Satomi... maybe you will be surprised in the end~"

When he said this, Ki Geng had a gentle and proud smile on his face.

'It sounds like a paradise... Is there such a place in the outer area? '

Satomi Rentaro showed a subtle expression, but didn't say much.

After moving the things, because he aroused a trace of curiosity, and because he was assigned the task of tracking the attacker by Shengtianzi, he also acted as his driver and drove a small truck to the outer area.

......

the same moment.

In a remote abandoned building, a police car was parked outside the door, and the driving recorder in the car was destroyed by an unknown force.

The plastic shell was completely dissolved like burnt butter, and the circuit instruments inside were shattered into pieces.

Inside the building, two policemen, one old and one young, were lying unconscious on the ground. The pistol with the safety on fell to the ground.

Lin Qiao glanced at the dusty ground. Apart from the traces caused by the two policemen who forced the girl to come here, he could also see a few shoe prints that were obviously one size smaller - they should be Mu Geng's.