[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

Cheng was not surprised when the police asked Cheng to cooperate in making a statement, but she did not forget her original itinerary, so she asked to give her some preparation time to change the plan, and this request was granted.

After Cheng notified the office, he called Bo, but probably the other party was still in the teaching time of the school, so there was no response to this call.In desperation, she had to send a text message.

——I'm sorry, Boom, there was an accident on the road, and I don't know when I can get there, so let's reschedule this time.

"That is to say, you have no contact with the hijacker and the hijacked before, right?"

The young police officer showed a look of surprise and confirmed repeatedly.

"No, I don't know any of them."

"Since your own personal safety was not threatened at the time, why didn't you wait for the hero—"

"Because, I think I can handle it."

she says.

"Although I don't have a hero's license, I can't legally use my personality to fight the enemy, but I have a research and medical license, and I'm approved to inject tranquilizers into those whose personality is out of control...Mr. ,Right?"

"Yes... yes, you are right."

Facing the woman's gentle smile, the little policeman felt a little embarrassed for some reason, and quickly bent down to write the record.

"It's very clear what happened. We will report the case later in conjunction with monitoring. Thank you for your cooperation... I will go to my superiors for instructions. If there is no problem, you can leave."

He sorted out the records, put them in the file bag, stood up awkwardly, and walked outside.Before leaving the meeting room, the little policeman seemed to have made up his mind and turned around.

"It's probably inappropriate to say this from my standpoint, but you are really amazing. Not to mention the general public, I don't know when even we have this idea...'Just wait for the heroes to come' .”

He bowed to Cheng and walked out.

"……In this case."

Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the voice of talking to himself was very softly annihilated in the air.

Wouldn't it be a pity that there will be a lot of things that could have been remedied, but the opportunity for redemption was missed.

After about 5 minutes, the little policeman came back, with traces of panic still remaining on his face.

"Sorry, Ms. Kawasaki, I'm afraid I have to ask you to stay a little longer. The hero responsible for this incident wants to talk to you about something."

Cheng asked suspiciously, "Who is the hero responsible for this incident...?"

"it's me."

A tall figure walked into the conference room, and Cheng immediately recognized him with the iconic flame.

"Ah, Mr. Andwar, hello."

The person who came did not respond to her greeting, but just glanced at her with a strong sense of oppression.

The policeman exited the interview room and closed the door by the way. Andewa sat down across from Cheng, and was inspected by his always majestic and unpleasant gaze, clarifying that this might be a difficult conversation to deal with.

"If you want me to explain things again..."

"No, I want to talk about a personal matter—about the Scorch."

Andrew said.

"At the beginning, Joker was allowed to accept the testing and training from the institute, because after seeing the personality test report, I thought your research would be helpful for developing his personality. However, I once put forward two conditions."

"Yes, I still remember." Cheng replied, "First of all, you requested that all contact with Hong be strictly prohibited except during the training sessions."

"Yes, I don't want the worthless people and things outside to have unnecessary influence on him."

Cheng frowned, but not because she felt offended.Andeva didn't care about this and continued talking.

"The second condition is that you have to convince Scorch to use the other half of the personality you inherited from yourself."

"I……"

"I don't think you have any intention of doing this." He interrupted Cheng coldly, "You didn't even tell Jiao Dong about this condition."

"I don't justify that." She said calmly, "Mr. Andwar, one day you will get over this, but I don't think it will be now, in this way... And, please don't say that. It is inherited from your personality."

——"That's his own thing. Mr. Andwar, before he was your son, he was himself first."

Cheng walked out of the police station, only to realize that she hadn't checked the reply for a long time after she sent a text message to Hong. She hurriedly opened the mailbox, and the message from Hong an hour ago lay there alone.

--What happened?

It was getting late, and Cheng originally planned to go home directly, but after reading the news, she suddenly became worried again.After thinking about it for a while, Cheng finally decided to go to the research institute first.

From the police station to the research institute, it took a lot of time on the road, so when we arrived at the destination, it was already dusk.

The boy stood quietly in the last rays of the setting sun. The warm orange afterglow dyed his cold white hair with tenderness.

"Have you been waiting long, boom?"

"No."

He said.

"Although I really want to ask what happened, but Ms. Kawasaki, it may be too late."

Cheng subconsciously glanced at the time. Under normal circumstances, their class should have been going on for more than two hours at this time... and there is still one minute before the end.

Only 1 minutes.

Boom thinking.

He didn't know her life and hobbies outside of working hours, and she didn't know her address. They only met and talked at a fixed time and a fixed place, and there was no other intersection.

So he carefully put this time in the hourglass, and immediately began to look forward to the next hourglass reversal after each time the fine sand flowed out.

But at this moment, time is still passing steadily and long, after this 1 minute has passed, he must leave here.

He still has things to do.

"You said, in addition to blindly pursuing strength, there are other ways to improve strength, such as a more refined use of personality... I have seriously considered it."

Hong stretched out his hand, and the ice gradually formed in his palm. Unlike the previous extensive use method, this time he was extremely careful, and the speed of freezing slowed down.

First it was a slender stem, and then an ice core condensed on the top.

Then, the crystal petals spread out one by one, wrapping the pistil layer by layer. Cheng was surprised that he was witnessing the blooming of a flower, and unconsciously held his breath.

At the moment when the flower bloomed silently, the last minute also passed.

Hong handed it to Cheng.

"Goodbye, Miss Kawasaki."

After he said that, he turned around. It seemed that he had been waiting here for more than two hours just to make this flower bloom in the last minute.

"boom!"

Cheng couldn't help calling out to him.She remembered the conversation with Andewa and what she originally wanted to tell him, but looking into Hong's eyes at this moment, she couldn't say that anyway.

"... Whenever you have troubles, come to me."

She paused for a moment before saying goodbye softly.

"Goodbye, boom."

When Hong returned home, very rarely, that person arrived before him.Hong at the entrance heard Fuyumi arguing with him, he pursed his lips, put on a cold and hard armor, and stepped in.

"Frozen..."

"It's just in time, Jiaodong."

Ignoring Hong Dongmei's hesitation to speak, as soon as he saw Hong Jiaodong, Andeva stood up and looked at him condescendingly.

"Starting today, you don't need to go to the institute anymore."

Hong Jiaodong suddenly raised his face.

"why?!"

"Because it's meaningless." Andeva said coldly, "Only the frozen half of personality can never become No.1, and it's just a waste of effort to continue."

"...is that the case again?"

Boom said in a low voice, clenched his fists tightly, but there was no expression on his face.

He walked towards his room without saying a word, and Andwar snorted dissatisfiedly because of his attitude, and left too.

Dongmei, who was left alone in the living room, recalled the staggered backs of the father and son, and became more and more flustered. She hesitated for a while, and finally chose Hongjiaodong, and knocked on his door.

"Scorched...scorched?"

When no one responded, she pushed open the door.

The room was empty.

The windows were open, the plain curtains were billowed by the wind, and it was pitch black outside.