I'm such a big son

Why on earth——walking aimlessly in the daytime streets with the PortMafia executive lady like now?

Jeanne Rimbaud, or Jean Lantang, the probability of this person being mentioned is not low.In the reports compiled by government officials, in the countless old cases with unknown murderers, in the conversations of Mr. Tantian.As the president of the Armed Detective Agency, everyone he heard and saw thought that this cadre should be a cold-blooded, ruthless, mysterious and deformed murderous criminal... Even if the body is not physically disabled, the mind must be abnormal, absolutely no empathy and no mercy born criminals.

But she is not.

In a sense, she is more sensitive than most people, and can capture other people's emotions more quickly.

Fukuzawa Yukichi knew that the number of people who died at her hands was far less than what others believed.The police department takes over so many cases every day, and the work pressure is so great. Many files cannot find the real criminal for various reasons. Some police officers who are eager to file will often catch a "" "Back-to-the-blame man", and then pass on the responsibility together, so as to save their dwindling hair and meager salary.

These police officers are not his subordinates, and he has no place to comment, but he knows in his heart that this is not fair.

In all the files that passed his eyes, the "drunken boat"'s action phalanx was very clear, either the law could not do anything, or the people had died, and a considerable part was ordered by the leader of PortMafia, regardless of the dead one or the living one.

Assuming Rimbaud left the evidence and gave up resistance, allowing the police to arrest and even sentence her according to the island country's legal system, he doubted that in the next second PortMafia's cadre "Mr. Lantang" would become the most popular girl in the country this year Superstar in troubled times.

Many scumbags in her mission target are not worthy of breathing air at all. I don’t know how many families will worship her on the shrine as a benefactor who avenged their relatives.

So, she wasn't the naturally antisocial personality in the profile, just a... brilliant, immature, rebellious kid.

Of course, she has sheltered more lost children by herself, and she is already a respectable and successful mother.

Thinking of this, Mr. Fukuzawa couldn't help moving his eyes carefully to look at Miss Rimbaud who was walking beside her.Her long, fluffy black hair was draped over her shoulders in a bit of curl, wanton and lazy, just like herself.

"What are you looking at?"

Miss Cadre stretched her waist in the warm sunshine, and turned her face to look at the samurai who had sneaked a few glances at her.Mr. Fukuzawa clenched his fists and coughed to hide his guilty conscience, his eyes wandered around trying to find a topic to cover it up...he failed.

People who are not good at words will only become more dull at this time, making witty remarks and confiding in their hearts. This kind of setting has never appeared in his character design.

However, when Miss Rimbaud wants to bully an honest person, she doesn't consider how hard this person has worked so hard to keep the person from collapsing.Like a cat maliciously bullying the shit-shoveling officer, she stopped suddenly, and when the man didn't understand and turned his head to look blankly, she quickly approached again: "Are you... looking at me?"

Mr. Fuze suddenly had only bright brown eyes in his eyes. Before he could slowly turn from the previous corner to this one, Miss Rimbaud slowly retreated and stood at a safe distance again, tilting her head: "I know I am beautiful, thank you for your compliment, Mr. Fukuzawa."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "...?" I didn't say anything!

Suddenly, I feel aggrieved by cats who are disgusted with Xiaoyugan, what is going on!

The two continued to walk along the street, Fukuzawa Yukichi deliberately chose places where police patrols were not frequent - don't get me wrong, he just didn't want to explain why he carried a knife with him frequently... The ban on knives has been issued For more than a hundred years, the sword of the samurai has declined together with the special social class of the samurai.Up to now, it is more just a glimpse of admiration in the museum or some symbolic characters in film and television dramas, swords and samurai, walking into the yellowish sunset together, and now only their backs can be seen.

Why do I always wear traditional attire and have to carry a knife... When I was a boy, I was also a violent boy who dared to step on the name of the feudal lord and betrayed his family. Unknowingly, decades have passed, and he once wished to stuff it into the trash can His kimono and this knife accompanied him slowly along the way.

Probably this is the difference between Easterners and Westerners...

He couldn't help but glanced at the overly beautiful lady beside him, and suddenly realized one thing again - she was much younger than her appearance, young enough to have the courage to continue to rebel and wander the world.If this foothold makes her dissatisfied, if she doesn't watch it, she will "meow" like a cat that occasionally sneaks into the house to steal food and never see her again.

"After all these years, have you ever gone home to see it?"

This sentence is not only asked Rimbaud, but also asked himself.After earning the title of "Silver Wolf", the elder brother forgave himself for his disobedience. No matter what, he is still loyal to the monarch like a warrior and does his best. The family will not be extravagant enough to exclude members who can have a say in the government .But for so many years, both sides have only acquiesced in the private communication of servants, women and servants. Whether it is parents, elder brothers, or clan elders, they are all waiting for themselves to bow their heads, and then pave the way for the outstanding young generation to make progress.

Fukuzawa Yukichi knew that he couldn't go back.He knew from the time he put down the knife and was no longer driven by others. In order to realize the ideal shared by his teacher and himself, he would not reclassify his influence into the family power anyway. The emotion mixed with family affection and interests was too much Heavy, the expectations of the brothers and clan elders are doomed to fail.

Where is Rimbaud?Across continents and across oceans, did she ever stop and look back at her hometown?

"What's there to miss in the most ignorant countryside in all of France, Charvelle?"

She curled her lips: "My old mother and I had a falling out, and then ran away from home. At first, I would sneak back to have a look. Now... probably if I go to Europe on a business trip, I will go over the hills and take a look from a distance before leaving."

"However, Vongola's wonderful weapon made me change from my self ten years ago, so it can be counted as going back to see it. What's wrong?"

Rimbaud had no nostalgia, she was disgusted by Charleville, and her mother's too strict control made her suffer, both of which she could not wait to escape.The difference in age and nature made her take a completely different attitude from Mr. Fukuzawa on issues about family and hometown.

But Mr. Fukuzawa's attention is no longer on this point.

"You said...you have swapped with yourself ten years ago?"

He suddenly had a bad premonition.

"That's right, I remember that I was fishing by a river at that time. My mother was very strict with the children. She even knew how many grams of meat to eat per meal every day, but she couldn't eat enough at all. If you asked her , what I got was probably just a prayer... Mrs. Rimbaud is a devout believer. She believes that proper hunger and cold can help get rid of the "evil" in children's nature, so that they will grow into docile sheep at the Lord's knee .”

"The family is not short of money. My father is very successful in the army. Many wives and ladies of high-ranking officials and noble families are vying for him. The salary sent home is more than when he gets it. But my mother would rather give alms to beggars than Feed and clothe my own children, and then Vitaly contracted scarlet fever because of poverty. No one called a doctor for her, and I was not allowed to take care of her. She was taken away. After a few months, I only got a box of ashes. Since then Afterwards, my father left us and a sum of money to Madame Rimbaud and left home, never to return, and I stole the money my mother hid in the jewelry box to buy a ticket to Paris."

"It's a boring country family story, isn't it?"

She smiled and looked at the white-haired man who was listening carefully. The latter looked into her eyes, slowly raised his hand and rubbed her head: "You changed the story."

Rimbaud laughed with a "wow": "Yes, that happened when winter was coming. I exchanged with myself ten years ago. I almost didn't realize it when I was standing by the river. Then I went back to In the town, I rented a house near No. 5 on the Strand of Madeleine and hid it. When the people in the church took Vitaly away under the banner of "clearing demons", they killed a few and took her in the subspace I went to London. At that time, only the big hospitals in London had enough medicine. Fortunately, Vitaly recovered. Instead of sending her back to Charleville, I found a reliable "familiar" according to my memory. Adopted and promised never to visit, never remind her of the past."

Mr. Fukuzawa, who was silently listening to her story, also raised the corners of his mouth: "The innocent child survived, there is no better story than this."

"I think so too, but no one has told me what I did in Yokohama after the exchange, really. Could it be that I did something that both people and gods hate but hinders the law on the protection of minors from violent punishment? ?”

A question mark slowly appeared above Miss Rimbaud's head, corresponding to the exclamation mark above Mr. Fukuzawa's head and the sudden burst of coughing——

"Cough cough cough cough cough! You think too much, you didn't do anything, very good!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi finally understands what it means to keep talking and cover up. Unfortunately, his acting skills are really horrible, especially when he looks suspiciously at Miss Rimbaud, he has no ability to resist: "Really!"

Very well, what he said must be a lie.

Rimbaud, who knows his personality quite well, rolled his eyes: "Huh? Did I block you on the street and do something? Look carefully, if it was me ten years ago... I would probably ask the man directly if he would like to Come on a date with me, have you gone?"

How could it be possible, he wasn't that fellow junior, Mori Ogai, that pervert who has no integrity and no bottom line!