Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 32 Old Acquaintance Maren
The newcomer walked out completely from the dim light.

The intermittent lighting of the street lights revealed the appearance of the person.

This was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He was wearing an old but clean, loose coat that wrapped his body tightly.

The middle-aged man has a natural kindness on his face, but I don’t know if it is an illusion, but there is a subtle hint of fatigue in this kindness.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man frowned slightly and stared at the car-stealing duo.

Seeing the half-broken bat in the other party's hand, he stepped forward, stood in front of Song Shi, and spoke slowly:
"What do you want to do?"

——It’s broken, two people!
And this newly emerged middle-aged man doesn't look like someone who is easy to mess with.

The man standing there was startled, and his companion did not bother to continue picking the lock and quickly stood up.

As the atmosphere became more tense, they heard the middle-aged man slowly say, "It's so late, and you're still picking up waste in such a remote place. Don't you think it's dangerous?"

"Huh?"

The person in charge of picking the lock was stunned for a moment, but his companion reacted quickly and replied: "Yes, yes - we are picking up waste! Hey! Thank you for reminding us! It seems that it is too late, we should really go home!"

As they spoke, the two men slowly backed away while staring at the middle-aged man.

After retreating a distance, the two people quickly changed from walking to running and disappeared in a flash.

After watching the two disappear from sight, the middle-aged man withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Song Shi, saying in a gentle tone: "Are you okay?"

"Oh, it's okay."

Song Shi observed the person in front of him.

At a close distance, he could see more clearly.

The middle-aged man's gray hair was slightly curly and long enough to cover his neck. It looked a little messy, but very clean and not greasy.

Because of the coat, only the exposed left hand can be seen with the characteristics of semi-implantation. The rest of the exposed parts, including the face, have no traces of implants.

However, the feeling that the other party gave Song Shi was a bit subtle, but he couldn't put it into words for the time being.

"But you should know that they are not picking up any "junk", right?"

Song Shi said.

"They were just stealing the car, or stealing the contents of the car."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man admitted it straightforwardly, then paused and said, "But I have no choice."

"There are two of them. If they push too hard, I may not be able to stop them all, and you might get hurt."

While Song Shi was observing the middle-aged man, the other party was also observing Song Shi, a young man with a low level of reformation who looked like he had just reached adulthood.

"Besides, there's no point in pointing it out directly."

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, and his pronunciation sounded clear: "There are too many such cases. Even if we really catch them, the Security Bureau may not handle such a small case."

"One person's power is limited and can't change anything." The middle-aged man smiled tiredly: "Besides, they didn't succeed in the end, right? That's good."

"That's it, I understand."

Song Shi nodded: "By the way, I still don't know how to weigh it."

But he was suddenly interrupted by the other party.

"Wait a moment."

The middle-aged man's expression slowly changed, and he asked hesitantly, "Song Shi?"

"Ok?"

Song Shi was startled.

"I'm Maren, we should have met a few times."

The fatigue on the middle-aged man's face relaxed a little, and he smiled: "Do you still remember? There was also the time when I was a substitute teacher at the mutual aid meeting at the Romond Welfare Home." Then, Song Shi remembered.

He had indeed met the other party.

To be precise, it was the "original body" who had seen the other party.

This middle-aged man named "Maren" is a volunteer who has been going in and out of the welfare home for a long time - but that welfare home is not the "Romond Welfare Home".

There is more than one welfare home in the Deep Moss District.

The situation of the Romond Orphanage has indeed not been very good in recent years, but after all, it is a public facility nominally directly under the coalition government and can get some support, such as grant funds that have been exploited through layers of exploitation and some expired materials.

However, the survival of those non-public welfare homes is extremely difficult.

The main sources of income are social donations, voluntary work, charity bazaars, and returns from adults who have left the welfare home.

The Maren in front of us is the volunteer who showed up six years ago.

The original body first met the other party at a mutual aid exchange meeting held by various welfare homes.

Later, they met three or four more times. He was a substitute teacher and came to teach them, which were basically general cultural courses.

However, because the situation of the Romond Orphanage was relatively good, the other party seldom came over and most of the time he was busy in other orphanages. Therefore, I had only seen him a few times over the years and they were just "nodding acquaintances".

"It seems you have remembered it."

Maren smiled, and then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she said, "That's right. If you calculate the time, you are indeed an adult."

"How long have you been away from Lomond? Are you having any trouble now?"

"I moved out a while ago."

Song Shi thought for a moment and smiled as well: "Life is actually not bad, at least I can afford to eat. Speaking of which, Uncle Maren, why did you come here? This place is quite remote."

"The Sprout House needs to issue a temporary asset certificate. Melissa is too busy. Please ask me to help get it."

Maren said slowly, "It took a long time. When I came out, there were not many cars. I just walked back slowly by myself."

"The Sprout House" is a small welfare home in the Deep Moss District. Melissa is the director, an aunt who is already in her fifties.

“So that’s how it is”

Song Shi showed a look of realization.

"Is there really no difficulty?"

Maren thought for a moment and took out a personal terminal from her arms: "Well, I suddenly remembered that I still owe your dean some money. Why don't you pay it back for me?"

Hearing this, Song Shi was a little surprised.

Of course he could tell that the other party definitely did not owe the dean money, and that he said this just to get him to accept the money - in a sense, the other party was the first good person he had met since his rebirth.

Just need to transfer money.
——But I can’t let you know that the person standing in front of you is a “dishonest person”.

"Uncle Maren, please leave it to the old dean yourself."

Song Shi said seriously.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Maren was the first to look away, sighing, and understood what the other person meant.

"That's fine. I'll go give it to you myself."

Next, the two chatted briefly for a few more sentences, and Song Shi politely declined the other party's offer to give him a ride, so he said goodbye and left.

After an unknown amount of time, Maren rubbed her head, confusion appearing in her eyes.

"Why did Song Shi give me the feeling that something was wrong just now?"

(End of this chapter)