The villain knight doesn't want to be a hero

"But that's it for today, I have to keep working hard in the coming days~"

"Then, ciao~"

The chimney above his head released thick smoke that enveloped the body. When it dissipated, the blood-red figure also disappeared.

Seeing that the threat was lifted, Yanzhu and Bushitui immediately ran over and asked with concern: "Ki Geng, are you okay?"

"Ahem...it's okay, it's just that the physical exertion is a bit serious..."

With the help of the two little ones, Mu Geng, who was sweating on his forehead, reluctantly stood up.

This was her first defeat since she transformed into Kamen Rider Siesta, and the opponent almost defeated her with ease.

If that guy hadn't let her go in the end and let her save her life, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

'I must become stronger, I must be strong enough to defeat that guy named BloodRiot! ! ! '

I secretly made up my mind that the next time I see that red guy, I will definitely beat him up!

At this time, the roar of a motorcycle engine came from a distance.

The familiar black body and red headlight lines prove the identity of the visitor.

After seeing the scene here, Lin Qiao, who stopped his motorcycle, rushed over and supported Miss Ge who was walking in a hurry.

"Hey, Kisara, are you okay? Who hurt you like this?"

Chapter 201 Sumire Muroto

A dark and lightless laboratory.

Just like in many horror movies, some perverted scientists doing terrible research in the laboratory.

Although there is light inside, it seems a little weak. The computer screen that is still on displays research data that is completely bible to ordinary people, and it is too overwhelming to look at it.

There is a mountain of research materials piled up on the table. Organs and tissues belonging to the original intestinal organism soaked in formalin can be seen everywhere. There are also various bottles and jars placed beside the sink.

The green cloth on the operating table is still stained with blood that has not yet dried...

In short, if it is the first time for people to come here, they may be intimidated by the environment inside.

As for the owner of this laboratory... Although he can be called a genius, in the eyes of others, he is far from normal, whether it is personality or anything else.

"Hahahahaha!"

Sitting in front of a table piled with documents, Sumire Muroto was holding her stomach and letting out an undisguised laugh. Her messy purple hair kept rising and falling with the movements of her body.

As the target of his ridicule, Satomi Rentaro stared blankly at Sumire Muroto, who was laughing.

"...Doctor, you look very happy..." His eyes turned to one side, and his tone revealed a certain unhappiness.

"After all, you haven't been here for a long time since you joined the Holy Emperor's escort team, and as soon as you came, you brought such interesting news. I can't help but be happy."

"The Holy Emperor didn't kick you out of the escort team directly, probably because of Kikunoshi's face."

Hearing what the other party said, Satomi Rentaro scratched his head, and then sighed helplessly.

It has a certain meaning... No, it should be said that this answer is absolutely correct.

If he hadn't had Tendo Kikunochō as his backer, he might have been kicked out of the escort long ago.

Different from the white escort uniform that he usually wears, Rentaro Satomi is now wearing a very ordinary uniform.

The reason is that he was "on leave" by Lord Sheng Tianzi... Well, this is a nicer way of saying it.

To put it bluntly, it's a mandatory one-week suspension.

But he can't blame others. To a certain extent, it can be said that he brought this result on himself.

——There are scum among the Guards who take pleasure in hunting the Cursed Son.

Whether it was for his own ideals of justice or to protect the reputation of the Holy Emperor, he could not let it go.

Therefore, after returning from the outer area last time, he was extremely sure of this, so he spontaneously investigated the matter, trying to find out the moths hidden in the escort team.

The whole process was not complicated or cumbersome. With the Tendo family at his back, he encountered no resistance. There were no twists and turns like the protagonist in the detective movie.

Eh.

Don't tell me, this investigation really allowed him to find out a lot of things.

Even though a long time has passed, the other party did not think about concealing it later when doing these things.

Through some children's dictation and drawings, he quickly locked on the target - the former guard captain Howaki Takuto.

"Speaking of which, the recent work of investigating the Slugger has been too tiring for Mr. Satoma. Why don't you take advantage of this period to take a break and adjust your condition?"

In short, the process is almost like this.

After he reported the investigation results to Emperor Sheng, the other party directly gave him a "small vacation" for a week.

Then, when he came to Sumire Muroto to maintain her prosthetic limb, he complained...but what he was greeted with was ridicule.

"Of course that is. My savior is said to be that kind of scum. No matter how good-tempered he is, he will inevitably lose his temper."

"Doctor, do you know the former captain of the security team very well?"

"It's not that I know him too well. After all, I only met him once and didn't even communicate... I can only say that the incident was quite famous at the time."

Shaking her head, a look of reminiscence flashed across her face, Sumire Muroto said with some sigh.

"Saved both the former and the current Holy Emperor from the hands of the primitive worshipers, killed 5 people, and in just one month went from being a new member of the Guard to becoming the Captain of the Guard."

"It is said that during his tenure, Emperor Sheng, who had just succeeded him at that time, was very attached to him."

"Oh, let's put it this way, you are much better than Rentaro, who has been in the escort for half a year, but is still just an ordinary member, and is even hated by the Holy Emperor."

Listening to Sumire Muroto's teasing words, Rentaro Satomi scratched the corner of his clothes a little anxiously.

He already knew what the other party said during the investigation. If the characteristics weren't so consistent, he himself would have doubted whether he had found the wrong person.

Not even close.

Frankly speaking, when he was investigating Takuto Howaki, he always felt a deep... sense of separation.

Before joining the escort team, the other person's life was no different from that of some cruel second-generation officials, who relied on their family's power to run rampant and tyrannical.

But after joining the escort team, it was as if all the bad habits disappeared overnight... It doesn't mean that you can't turn back, but you have gone too far. The prodigal drifted, right?

It's just that there is nothing you can do even if you ask me to verify it.

After all, the other party disappeared a long time ago, and he was roughly the same as the author of the pigeon. After asking for a leave of absence from the then Holy Emperor, he completely disappeared from the world.

Although the follow-up investigation concluded that the incident was caused by retaliation from an extremist organization, it doesn't feel right even when I think about it.

It's just that it's useless to say this now. At most, it's just complaining.

Compared with this kind of thing, he still wanted to ask the other party to write about more important things.

"Doctor, do you know Slammer?"

"Is it the kind of urban legend monster you were investigating? What's wrong?"

"Well, I just want to know what you think, doctor."

Although the woman in front of her has an eccentric personality and likes corpses and other strange things, she is one of the most famous "Four Sages" in the world.

So you should have some understanding of man-made monsters like the Slammer, right?

He took out a few photos from his pocket and handed them to the other party, which he had collected during this period.

Naturally, these include the two giant individuals who fought Mu Geng yesterday, and the transformed Blood Riot Lin Qiao.

She picked up the photo on the table and looked at it carefully, but gradually, Sumire Muroto frowned.

Finally, focus on Kisara, who is fighting the slammer in the photo, or rather on the driver around her waist.

"This is......?"

"What's the problem, doctor?"

"No, I just remembered something... Anyway, if possible, it's better to end the investigation of the attacker here, Rentaro."

He persuaded Rentaro Satomi with serious words.

But her somewhat abnormal attitude made the latter frown.

Chapter 202 Abandoned Plan

"Doctor, I..."

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, Sumire Muroto raised a hand to stop him from continuing.

"That's what I said, but it seems you won't listen to my advice, so I will reveal what I know to you."

Sighing, Sumire Muroto gathered her words and spoke slowly:

"Three years ago, a senior official of the Self-Defense Forces, together with the then Tendo Kikunochori, came up with a plan called the "Build Plan." "

"To be specific, we plan to use human body modification and special combat armor to create super soldiers in batches, and then counterattack the gastrea organisms."

"How's it going? Does it sound very familiar?"

No, it can no longer be said to be familiar to this extent.

Such similar content reminded Rentaro Satomi of the plan that he had personally experienced but was abandoned a long time ago.

He couldn't help but blurt out: "New human creation plan?"

"Absolutely, but the soldiers created by that plan are much stronger than the previous mechanical soldiers."

From the cabinet behind him, he took out a piece of paper document with the corners folded and handed it to Satomi Rentaro.

The latter flipped through two pages on the spot without any scruples, and then put them on the table... There were too many professional terms and he couldn't understand them.

"Anyway, when that plan was approved, I, the former top person in charge of the New Human Creation Project, was naturally invited to be responsible for the manufacturing of special armor."

"and then?"

"Of course it failed. Although the prototype of the combat armor used by the modified people was successfully created, the success rate of the transformation was too low. There was not even a single successful case until it was stopped."

With only equipment but no users, even if it is made, it is just waste, not to mention that the equipment itself is only a semi-finished product.

In addition, this is not a life-or-death situation like the battle between primitive gut creatures, so this bottomless pit-like gold-swallowing project was naturally stopped.

"Having said that, if we continue according to the plan at that time, I'm afraid the final result will be a Kamen Rider like Kisara."

Pick up the red oil pen on the table and focus on the driver worn by Kisara in the photo.

"And the belt is proof of this. Although it is much different from the style when I designed it, some basic parts have not changed."

In other words, has someone restarted this abandoned plan?

But who is it?

"Doctor, who came up with this plan?"

"Howara Teppei."

After searching through his memory, Satomi Rentaro confirmed that this was a name he had never heard before.

"But to protect the threat...could it be?"

"Yes, that man is the father of Baohe Zhuoren, the captain of the Holy Emperor's Guards."

He nodded, confirming Rentaro Satoma's idea, and at the same time called up the other party's information on the computer.

"Are you doubting him?"

"Well, after all, he is the one who proposed this plan...at least he does have this suspicion."

If it was because he was unwilling to accept the rejection of his painstakingly proposed plan, then the motive would also make sense.

But if the Holy Emperor heard this, his "vacation" might have to be extended for a while.

"That being said, he died not long after the plan was stopped." Sumire Muroto spread her hands helplessly.

"Dead? Assassination?" Rentaro Satomi thought of this immediately.

After all, it was a human experiment. So much money was wasted for no reason, and many people died. It is really unjustifiable that no one should be blamed in the end.

But his statement was denied by Sumire Muroto the next second: "No, it was suicide...at least it seemed like suicide."

"It just doesn't matter."