Abilities named Huabei

"So your son was found dead last night?"

After I followed Bugarati to the destination, what I saw was a white-haired old man who had been crying.The old man seemed to be 80 to [-] years old, his skin was like the bark of an old tree, which had been through many vicissitudes.

But what caught my attention a little bit was that there seemed to be a faint bruise on the old man's face, as if he had been hit hard by something, and it didn't look like a new wound, but a bruise from not long ago. green.

"Yes."

Wiping the red and swollen corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, the old woman choked up and said:

"I just didn't go to see him for one night, and he was dead when I came back...why did this happen..."

According to later investigations, the name of the deceased was Rollis, aged 25, a vagrant with short yellow hair like dry grass, blue eyes like dry wells, sallow skin, and a thin figure.Because he contradicted his boss when he was 18, he retired. Now, he has been living on this street with his mother.

Bugarati said that he would take Apache to see the scene, let Nalanga and Fugo (the boy with the hole) go to investigate the furniture and things left in Rollis’ house, and let Mies and I Da (the man in the plaid shirt) went outside to ask the relevant people, and if there was anything unusual, he had to write it down and tell him.

Although I was still very surprised why a gangster would do such a thing that only the police would do, but at this time I couldn't ask directly, so I obediently left here with Mista.The streets of Naples are very clean. Beautifully dressed women and men walk in and out of the streets. Laughter and conversation are mixed together, but it doesn't give people a very harmonious feeling.

"Follow me, new kid, don't get lost. I said that I'm also your senior after all, you have to be polite, you know?"

Mista was still chattering behind me, and I looked sideways at one of the dark alleys, which was different from the peaceful and happy streets, where ragged beggars gathered. They were all very embarrassed, with gloomy eyes, and no hope for the future.Looking down the stairs, I can still see a few needle tubes left on the street. When I was about to bend down to pick them up, Mista grabbed my hand.

"What are you picking up that thing for? It's dirty, it's a drug syringe, you know that?"

Mista frowned and looked at the deep and dark alley, and looked up at the number marked on the side, his face turned pale immediately, and he directly pulled me out of the alley.

"Don't go in!! It's dangerous here!! It's unlucky!!"

"Ah? Why is it unlucky?" I wiped my hands with a tissue and asked curiously.

"Have you seen it!! The logo on it!!" Mista frowned and pointed to the logo on the wall. I curiously raised my head to take a look, but I only saw a gray word 4.

"It's just the [fourth] alley, any questions?"

"It's because it's number four!!!" Mista stressed with some collapse: "The number four is the most unlucky number!! You know, I got into a lot of trouble because of the word [four] when I was young—— In short, you junior, hurry up and leave with me! We still have to ask about Rawls!"

Under the pressure of my senior, I had no choice but to leave this place with him. Before I left, I turned my head and had a look, and I happened to meet a homeless man. His eyes were startled.

——It was a pair of eyes with no hope and no expectation for the future.I think even for people like Bugarati, if the other party must degenerate and get infected with drugs, then even God can't save them.

Bugarati is not a god, or in other words, everyone is their own god, but they have lost their belief in themselves.

After stumbling along with Mista to some relatives and neighbors of Rollis, Mista and I also went to ask them about the recent loss of Rollis, and to our surprise, everyone Almost every mention of Rollis has a disgusted expression on his face, and his tone is full of meaning that he wants to completely clean up his relationship with him.

"Rollis? That depraved gnawing old man, useless waste, who cares what happens to him!"

"I don't know! Don't ask me! I don't know anything!"

"Hey, it's best for that kind of trash to die. Granny Pera has suffered a lot because of him! It's said that that guy is secretly using her pension to suck drugs..."

"The policeman in Rollis raped his grandma, right? He deserves to die, it's best to die...don't ask me, I really don't care about his affairs..."

After asking around, most of the news that Mista and I got were all kinds of negative news about Rollis, such as gnawing on the elderly, taking/drugs and domestic violence, each of which made people feel more depressed. It was a bit heavy, and Mista and I leaned against the wall a little tiredly, both of us were rubbing our temples helplessly, and a kind of [really difficult] emotion also surged up.

"That guy really did a lot of damn things. If you ask me, maybe the murderer just couldn't stand the guy's behavior, so he eliminated evil and promoted good?"

Mista shook his head helplessly, and said indignantly:

"We investigated a total of more than 50 people in the vicinity who were suspected of being related to Raleigh, and more than 40 of them said that they had no relationship with Raleigh, and the remaining dozen revealed some of Raleigh's daily life habits. Bad news, which also shows that Rawls is indeed hated for a reason, but it should not be these people."

"Ah? How do you know it's not these people? It's your substitute ability?" Mista asked curiously.

"It's not a stand-in ability. I mean most of the information they provided is very vague. Some of them don't even know Rollis' name. They just know that there is such a bad character, and some even exaggerate it." A lot." I closed the notebook and continued:

"When they were talking, Wuwu's breathing and pulse were abnormally calm, and their eyes did not move away deliberately or showed slight fear or anxiety. Although this is only a preliminary judgment, aren't there still three people left on the list? Investigation Let’s talk about other people after these three people.”

I turned the notebook to the end, and drew a few strokes on it with a pen,

"These three people are the owner of the flower shop, Maria, the handyman in the flower shop, and a man named Carlo."

"Carlo?" When hearing this name, Mista seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and patted my shoulder:

"Oh oh oh!! I remembered! Is that Carlo's full name called Jiang Carlo?"

"What? Do you know him?" I was startled, and continued to lower my head and write in my notebook, "Then Mista, you will also be included in the range of suspects..."

"Hey, hey, you're not being kind. I'm just saying I know him, and I'm not very familiar with him." Mista folded his arms helplessly, "That Carlo is also a member of our enthusiastic organization. , but he belongs to other organizations, if necessary, Bugarati has the power to bring him here."

"That's easy." I closed the notebook, "The owner of the flower shop and the clerk Maria are also at the scene of the crime, right? Let's just go there. If there are no accidents, the prisoner is probably in their Among them...Mista, what are you laughing at?"

"Huh? Ah...I mean, things like prisoners may have been found when we left."

Mista seems to be in a good mood, but I can also tell that this little brother who is very coquettish but still within my tolerance is very outgoing and easy to get along with. What an opinion...but wearing it like this always gives me a very delicate feeling.

Do Italians like to dress up sexy and coquettish... that's not true, I think it's normal for Pengo Lie, is it because of the climate in Naples?This argument seems more convincing.

"Why do you say that?" I asked curiously, "Is it Bucciarati's substitute ability?"

"No, it belongs to Apache, but he probably doesn't like people talking about his ability directly, so I can't say it directly..." Mista said, rubbing the back of his head with some headaches.

"It's okay, I don't really want to know." I didn't say anything, "It would be nice if we could find out the truth."

Maybe Rollis really did something unforgivable, but killing people is a bit too much anyway.Now it can be regarded as half of a society under the rule of law. Murder is definitely illegal. The specific situation is still under investigation by Bugarati, but I really don't think that Rollis will be the kind of person who commits suicide casually.

Among those people's evaluation of him, some of them also talked a little bit about Rollis's past. It is said that he also worked very hard to get into college, and then found a good job, but because of the unspoken rules of the boss, his colleagues were rejected. He was fired only after he found out and exposed it. In the end, no one stood up and said a word for him. Even the female colleague who was rescued by him before did not speak out, and even suppressed the crime directly on him. That's how he got kicked out.

"Actually, he used to be very good...but then he gradually became like that ghost, always borrowing money and never paying back." The bar boy who was being questioned shook his head helplessly, " He introduced this job to me back then, so I always remember his affairs. Although domestic violence is wrong, I think he must have some difficulties of his own."

An unfair society will always bring unfair results. Although it is a world beyond my reach, it always sounds sad...

"I've already told Bugarati about Carlo. We're not in a hurry to go back. The three Bugarati have already asked, and he said let me take you to dinner." Put down the phone Afterwards, Mista looked at me, with smiling eyes, with a special vigor and vigor,

"But I didn't expect you, Merlin, to be quite good! Your ability to sort out data and reasoning skills are very good, even if at least I still like you very much. Don't take it to heart when Apache tricked you before, his that That's how people are, when we newcomers came, we were all punished by him..."

...That is really an indiscriminate attack...

"I just did what I should do." I shook my head and continued to ask: "By the way, I have a question for you."

"Oh? What's the problem?" Mista asked excitedly.

"Why did that old man's first reaction not go to the police, but to go to Bugarati when something like that happened?"

Or do you choose to seek help from gangsters when you already know that you cannot protect your rights and interests through legitimate means?

"Ah—that kind of thing." Mista thought for a while, shrugged helplessly, and said:

"Because it's useless to turn to the poor policemen for help. You must know that in cases like this, those guys like to judge suicide the most. If they want to be a little more serious, they have to pay, and most importantly What's more, even if some prisoners really go to prison, it's useless, as long as they have money, they can still come out."

Hey, is it still like this...

Although this kind of behavior is very in line with the current social situation, it is not just Italy, even in Japan, similar situations will occur.

But gangsters outside the basic rules can do things that many policemen can't do. Bugarati is also the kind of righteous person, so everyone believes that he is better than the police.

"Well, you don't understand that kind of thing when you are young, and you will gradually understand when you grow up." Mista rubbed my head vigorously, raised the corner of her mouth, put one hand on my shoulder, and said carelessly:

"Then let's go eat! I think there is a margherita pizza that is good, but compared to that, would you like to try dessert? I remember that there is a dessert shop that has a super delicious strawberry cake!"

—What are you talking about, you bastard!What do you mean I am still young!Is the pineapple bun I've ever eaten better than the strawberry cake you've ever had!

"Oh, okay, I'll eat four in one go." I looked at the other party's excited black eyes, and read with a blank expression.

"You bastard, don't bully people!!"

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The author has something to say: it's Mista's home game!

Then the two formed a firm yangko friendship together (confirmed)

There will be breakthroughs in the case later, and it is actually a way to build friendship. After all, there are still many people in the Bugarati team who are unwilling to believe Huabeibei WW (although they are undercover)