"Then...then you...should leave the matter to..." Touma opened his mouth, but found that the word "police" could not be said at all.
"Why didn't you say it? Are you aware of it?" Haierrou sneered and said: "If the police really want to control it, how can an organization like the Zhongfeng Group grow to where it is today? Compared to those policemen
Say, I am the effective justice, right?"
Emiya Touma said a little depressed: "But you shouldn't kill them all! Even if they are the Yakuza, most people will not die for their sins! What's more, you promised me! Now like this..."
"Who said I killed them all?" Haierrou knocked on the table and said impatiently: "Even if the police arrest someone, they have to present their own evidence. Do you think you are smarter than professional police officers and judges? Just rely on
Can we deduce events by just guessing?"
"But..." Touma opened his mouth.
"But you found that no one was inside, and there was blood all over the floor, right? It wasn't me! It was them." Haerrou shook her head and said, "I just rushed in and knocked over a dozen people.
, they even pushed each other and started killing each other without even using a knife to catch anyone alive. I just started the process and finished it."
"Really?" Emiya Touma said with some suspicion. Seeing the unhappy look on Haierrou's face, he said with a grimace: "That's not what I meant, but I really don't believe it. Those fierce and domineering people
Yakuza, actually..."
"Huh? So weak? Don't think about it. They are just a bunch of scum who bully the weak and fear the strong. Compared with me, they are like amateur and professional world champions. They cannot compete on the same stage at all." Haierrou said disdainfully.
He waved his hands and said, "If you compare me with them next time, I will be angry."
"What about the rest of them?"
"I told you that we need samples, right? Of course I was dragged to take samples!" Haierrou said, looking at her left hand, and said with a knowing smile: "Let them, these evil-doing scum, do it just to save some valuable people."
Isn’t it reasonable to take some risks?”
"Were you transported away by your accomplices? I understand." Emiya Touma sighed, and finally decided to ask the last question: "So, who are you if you are not a criminal?"
"Do you know white blood cells?"
“The one of the human immune system?”
"Although you may think that I am a bit arrogant, in fact, our status is like white blood cells to the entire human race. We attack the enemy outwards, cut off the carrion inward, and use the most cruel means to maintain peace. We are in hell and can support heaven.
He is a Hellwalker." Haierrou said and smiled.
"I feel like I'm a middle school student. Is it like the American SA, the Soviet Union's KGB, or the British MI6?" Emiya Touma said thoughtfully.
"No."
"Why?"
"We do not serve the country, let alone harm the interests of another country for the sake of the interests of one country. Only the interests of mankind as a whole are our biggest goals." Haierrou recited the political teachings of the political commissars.
Lines, I added in my mind: At least on paper.
"ah?"
"In short, everything that happened before ends here. Seeing that you can fight against me without hesitation for the justice in your heart even when you are scared, I hate explanations and now I have given you the answer. So everything
It's time to call it a day." Haierrou smiled and knocked on the table and said, "If you have any questions, I won't answer your questions in such a low profile!"
"What does this mean?"
"That is to say, I will at least give you a good beating. You are a weakling who stands on the moral high ground. You should feel good in beating him, right?"
"Please don't!"
"Sa~! Go to sleep, I will return the stolen money tomorrow, but I still have to rely on you! My new comrade-in-arms, Tomasang!"
"Good night!"
"Good night."
"So this is the last one?" Emiya wiped his sweat as he looked at the mansion in front of him, feeling like a fool.
So what am I doing? It’s obviously that guy’s fault, why should I come to pay him back? And she must have rescued this child too! Why should I take care of it too?
Ah, Emiya, you are going to pay back the money now, right? If you can, please take the children in the room with you and just relax. Is that what the guy said at the time? The expression on his face meant that
It’s natural to give orders to servants, so why on earth should I accept it?
The troubled Emiya was rubbing her forehead in distress when she felt her hand being pulled.
"Ah? Kirishima Yumi?" Emiya looked down at the child beside him. He was wearing a gauze skirt that he had just bought. With his baby-fat face and fat carrot legs, he felt soft and looked like a child.
Very cute, except for the wrinkled little face that looks a little distressed.
"What's the matter?"
Emiya Touma asked, but did not receive an answer.
Kirishima just stubbornly pulled his hand down.
"Do you want me to squat down?" Wei Gong guessed, squatted down and said, "Is this so?"
Kirishima nodded, walked to the steps by the roadside, stood on tiptoes, stretched out his chubby hand to pull Emiya's frowning eyebrows away, then took a step back and nodded with satisfaction~
Emiya, who felt that his health bar had been drained by milk, immediately forgot who was complaining about having to take care of the child, and said with a happy face: "Are you telling me not to worry? Thank you, Yumi~
"
And at this moment, in front of the house where there had been no response for a long time after knocking on the door, a serious-faced old man with white hair who looked like he had just returned from shopping was holding a vegetable basket. He took out the key with his left hand holding the basket behind his back.
"Is this the Kashimura family that was robbed by robbers four days ago?" Touma said, and hurried up with Kirishima in his arms. 1
The old man turned around and looked at Touma before saying: "Exactly, Kashimura Zoroku, what can I do for you?"
"I just want to inform you that the robber has been arrested. Here is the 45,000 yen that was stolen from you. If you don't mind..." Touma said and scratched his head in distress: "You can please give up.
Are you going to pursue it?"
quiet..
So, that’s why I feel this sentence is so embarrassing! Touma complained in his heart, and added: "Well, we can offer 20,000 yen for mental damages to apologize, um, Kashimura-san"
"Wait a moment." The old man Kashimura touched his chin and said with a straight face: "Are you a policeman?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not a policeman. If I have to say it... Is it more appropriate to be a peacemaker who is asked to come and ask for forgiveness?" Touma, who didn't want to be detained for pretending to be a policeman, quickly explained.
With.
"Is it her? She asked you to do it." Kashimura said with great certainty, "That robber."
"Well...that's true," Touma said with wandering eyes.
"servant?"
"ha??"
"Are you that guy's servant?" Kashimura said seriously, with a completely sure expression: "If you are that guy's servant, please take good care of your lady. Don't do this kind of thing of imitating a big thief.
Do you know that it is more troublesome than others?"
So, I am not a servant at all... Touma thought like this, and said with a collapsed expression and a calm tone that I was used to: "I'm very sorry for causing you trouble. What do you mean??"
"Ah! Accepted. But this is already a public prosecution case. Even if we don't pursue it, we can't dismiss it!"
"Ah, that's enough." Touma sighed with a wry smile, and by the way, he took out two paper bags from the schoolbag on his back that was much lighter and said: "Well, here are the stolen money and the mental damage fee, please.
Please check it, if not”
"I believe you, young man." The old man Kashimura waved his hand impatiently, took the larger package and put it into the vegetable basket, then took another tomato from the basket and stuffed it into the hand of the little girl next to him.
Saying: "Learn legal knowledge well, don't become a troublesome guy like that guy!" While carrying the money, he walked into the house and closed the door heavily.
"Hey! Mr. Kashimura, you haven't paid for mental damages yet!" Touma knocked on the door and shouted with a headache.
"No need, the reason why I don't pursue the case is not for mental damages, young man!" Kashimura's serious voice came out of the room and became smaller and smaller: "If you can, please tell your eldest lady, just this once.
, if you ask for forgiveness, you can only show your sincerity in person!"
"Hi! Thanks for the teaching!" Touma stood up straight like a primary school student subconsciously, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "What? His tone was like a teacher holding a pointer. It's really strange that the old man didn't know that Haierrou guy was there again.
What are you doing? If you are at home alone, you might be hanging on the air conditioner like a boneless snake to enjoy the coolness? Really..."
"Ice cream." Kirishima Yumira pulled Touma's hand and said expectantly.
Then Touma, who was once again pumped out of blood, immediately stopped complaining, picked up Yumi and rushed towards the mobile ice cream truck on the roadside: "Yoshi! Ice cream! You can only eat one!"
As for Heerrou who is at home, how can a former soldier be as imageless as Touma said!
Even if you want to hang yourself on the air conditioner, you still have to use a standard stance~
"It's just to block the air outlet more tightly. What nice words to say, Baga! Get out of my way!" Anji angrily pushed Heerrou aside in front of the air outlet.
"You are the one! You are obviously a dwarf, but you insist on jumping on the air conditioner to block the vents? Are you a grasshopper? Where is the integrity of the sword! Get down here, you bastard! The vents are mine!" Haierrou
As he spoke with bulging veins, he punched Anji, who was hugging the air-conditioning cabinet like an octopus, and knocked him to the ground.