Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

"It's almost time for them to reach the No. 12 floor..." The man raised his head, his eyes lingering on the shabby and terrifying short tower.

The thirteen-story tower, which was originally magnificent and terrifying in shape, is now low and funny. The only three-story structure makes this tower lose its qualification to be called a "tower", which is ridiculous and ridiculous.

But no one dared to laugh.

The "musician" hovering on the top beats the drumhead, which is no more than 30 meters away from the ground, turning the whole area into a part of a crazy movement. The dark sky is lit up with colorful starlight, which is not starlight, but the numerous stars from the far-reaching starry sky. Outer God.

There was no one around the tower except the man, and the demon who was guarding him disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared before, but he also knew the reason why there was no one.

The tower is both a summoning signal and a coordinate. As long as it is delayed for a long time, the Outer God will arrive at the tower—that is, where the man is standing now.

Amidst the chaotic music, the buildings were distorted into other shapes, and the streets also disintegrated.

People who are unconscious due to the stagnation of time should be fine... In the stagnation of time, there will be no paradox of simultaneous distortion and simultaneous normality.

And this is the best preservation method he can think of-but I'm sorry for the buildings that are not included in the scope of stagnation.

"Wow, it's scary~" The man's expression was suddenly so naive that it didn't match his age, "Adults are useless guys, but I'm the only one who can see this scene, and said that I'm a child who doesn't understand anything, and an adult is Stupid, hahaha..."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

In the middle of laughing, the man suddenly covered his face, covering his embarrassing expression by the way: "...Damn it, my head is getting more and more confused."

Another floor of the tower disappeared, and an inescapable rotten aura filled the entire area. Under the interference of this aura, the plants grew in strange shapes one after another, bearing ugly and shriveled fruits.

"quack--"

Half-rotted crows sang songs belonging to the drummer, forcing the only audience present to cover their ears.

The man sighed: "Hurry up and end it, or my spirit will be overwhelmed first."

During the rainy season, the air is humid, accompanied by the cool breeze of spring, and the rain is slanting down. Even with an umbrella, the uppers of pedestrians are easily wetted.

"Oh, my shoes are wet, and I'm going to be chased again!" The boy holding an umbrella yelled to avoid the rain, "Go away, go away! Go away, go away!"

[kp:? ?Reconnaissance 401D100=74 failed]

[kp:? ?Dexterity 551D100=58 failed]

The boy was having fun playing dodging the rain alone. The boy didn't notice a pair of legs protruding from the side of the road, and he couldn't make a Thomas maneuver when he tripped. He could only throw himself on the ground and fell completely.

The umbrella turned over and fell to the ground, and the effect of blocking the rain completely disappeared.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Feeling that his leg tripped someone, the culprit stood up and saw the fallen boy and the umbrella, but he didn't reach out for the umbrella, and he didn't take the initiative to help the child up.

"Oh, did you think I would pick you up from the ground? How naive! I won't let your muddy clothes touch me, brat!" the culprit laughed loudly.

The boy lying on the ground enduring the dirt and trying to teach the culprit a lesson: Miscalculation!

"Damn it! It was you who caused me to fall!" The boy raised his head angrily, "If you see an innocent child fall and don't lend a helping hand, are you an adult!?"

"Hehe, a child will naturally become an adult after ten or twenty years." The culprit paused when he saw the boy facing him, but it didn't prevent him from squatting down and sneering, "At your age, you see someone who is about your age fall Will you help him? No, of course I won't!"

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The boy was angry: "...sophistry! You are sophistry!"

The culprit picked up the boy's umbrella: "Didn't you stand up, don't act coquettishly to strangers, I will accept this umbrella as an education fee, and you don't have to worry about being scolded, just say that it is not good to meet you." If your adult is blocking the street and robbing you, no one will pursue your clothes, and they will even ask you how you are—"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was doing good deeds. The culprit felt that he was too kind.

"That's not the case." The boy wrinkled his face and wiped the mud spots on his clothes. "Since you know me, you know what my 'home' is like."

"...I don't seem to have said that I know you."

"It's easy for me to see that kind of thing!" The boy loosened his brows, his expression complacent, "You wanted to pull me up just now, but you recognized who I am, so you withdrew your hand and squatted down on purpose Laugh at me, so I confirm that you not only know me, but also have a festival with that 'family' person! Am I right!"

The culprit: "Your head turns pretty fast."

"Hmph, the human heart is something simple and easy to understand. I can see this level of careful thinking with just one finger." The boy was so proud that his nose seemed to grow longer.

The culprit held back but still couldn't hold back, and pinched the boy's nose with his hand: "Have you heard the story of Pinocchio? People who get carried away will be punished by—"

[kp: Dexterity Confrontation]

[kp:? ?Dexterity 551D100=47 normal success]

[kp: culprit agility 501D100=73 failed]

The boy was as slippery as a liquid cat, and he jumped on the culprit in an instant, and generously shared the dirt on his body with others.

"Bastard boy!"

The culprit grabbed the man by the collar and pulled him away, but he was still a step too late. His clothes had completely become the same style as the boy's "floor-pumping clothes".

The boy smiled: "Adults are idiots, that's what happens when you underestimate me~"

"boom!"

The boy's smile disappeared, he touched the big bump on his head in disbelief, his eyes widened: "!"

"Teach you a truth." The person who punched the boy on the head shook his hand, "Don't provoke someone who is stronger than you when the gap between the enemy and us is too large."

"Speaking of which, I don't know your name yet?" The perpetrator shook the boy who was still doubting his life.

"...Xiu Zhi." The boy said reluctantly.

"What's your last name?"

The boy pouted: "Don't you know?! Tsushima! Shuji Tsushima!"

"..."

Knew it.

"In exchange, I'll give you my name, Rick."

[kp: Shuji Tsushima Psychology 901D100=? ? ]

Shuji Tsushima turned his head and clicked his tongue disdainfully: "It's obviously a pseudonym, but it's still so fair..."

"What are you talking about, you will become an adult like me in the future." Ruoke put Shuji Tsushima on the ground, and gave him half of the rain-proof land.

"I will not become a useless and useless adult like you! Idiot, idiot!"

As soon as Shuji Tsushima hit the ground, he ran away and disappeared into the drizzle while stepping on his clogs.

[kp: Sulfur inspiration 801D100=35 difficult success]

There is a small logo on the bottom of the umbrella with the word "Tsushima" engraved on it. Although it cannot be said to be an expensive item, it is still usable as a lost property returned to the owner.

"It's too sweet, you are really too sweet at this age, do you think that if you can run away, you can run away from the temple?" Ruoke turned to find someone to inquire about the mansion of the "Tsushima" family, judging from Shuji Tsushima's performance and this Judging from the performance of the umbrella, there is a high probability that it is not an ordinary family with no name.

He still wears a decent kimono when he goes out in rainy weather, and the material is not rough and ordinary——MD is a rich man again.

Well, you can find out at any izakaya if you ask...

With a sour taste, Rick turned around and started looking for an izakaya that was still open.

After running for almost 10 minutes in the rainy season, the boy was drenched all over. Under such circumstances, his body lost temperature quickly, but he failed to get the comfort from "home" immediately.

"Why is it so dirty!" The man with a serious expression condescended, his eyes disgusted, "Do you still remember that you are the sixth son of this family? It's unseemly! You have lost all the faces of the Tsushima family!"

No condolences, no towels... Yes, only scolding and berating.

Adults are all idiots, what about "asking for warmth", he didn't even have a chance to say that he was robbed in the street.

Shuji Tsushima bowed his head, his body shivering and trembling: "I'm sorry, father."

"Unworthy child," the fear from the child gave the man a "sense of accomplishment" when exercising paternal power, "go back to my room tonight and face the wall, without your dinner."

Shuji Tsushima: "Yes."

The man waved impatiently: "Don't get out!"

The boy bowed to the man in salute, then walked back to his room stepping on his wet footbag, leaving a trail of water where he walked.

The man just ordered the servant to clean up the ground, and left without caring about the boy.

The servant held the bucket of rags and complained in a voice the boy could hear.

The room was dark.

Shuji Tsushima folded his arms, the water from his clothes seeped into his skin when he was stopped at the entrance, chilling him to the marrow.

So cold.

Obviously when he fell down or when he was drenched in the rain, he wasn't so cold.

The next day, Shuji Tsushima caught a cold as expected.

Anyway, he is still considered the son of this mansion, even if the man saves face, he will not let him die of illness in a single rainstorm.

In a dark space with no windows, the servants are afraid that they will get sick after entering, so they will just deliver food and water and leave. If they stop for a second, they will feel that they are at a loss.

When Shuji Tsushima was woken up at noon, he stretched out his paw to touch the bowl, and the porridge was completely cold.

[kp: Shuji Tsushima listening to 601D100=47 normal success]

There were hurried footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and several servants were talking, completely ignoring the resting patients, without controlling the volume, and the shoji door could not block their voices.

"Have you heard, a very honorable lord is here today!"

"What? I've been taking care of Master Xiuzhi. I haven't gone to the front hall yet, so I don't know anything."

Shuji Tsushima: Liar, obviously sitting in the corridor and lazing.

"I don't know the name, but the master used 'Your Highness' to him, it is said that he came from the palace!"

"My God! Why did such a powerful person come here?"

"I don't know, let's go ahead and have a look, I heard it's a private visit from Weifu!"

"Okay, okay...ah, no, I still have to take care of that young master Xiuzhi."

"Anyway, he's too sick to get up, and it's the doctor's fault that he died. Let's go."

"...Let's go."

The footsteps of the two disappeared, and the only sound outside the door was the sound of rain.

Shuji Tsushima turned over under the blanket, got up and rolled himself up, and then put the cold porridge bowl on the warm blanket.

"It's not winter, but I really saved my life," the boy stirred the sticky rice porridge with a wooden spoon, "..."

"..." The wooden spoon stopped after stirring twice.

What's the point of continuing to live like this?

The boy asked himself.

I can't resist adults, I have to eat this bowl of ugly food if I want to live, it will rain tomorrow, and tomorrow will be ignored and bullied...

He continued to live so hard, why did he have to suffer this kind of crime?

[kp: Shuji Tsushima listening to 601D100=33 normal success]

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps from far to near. Thanks to being ignored and bullied all the time, Shuji Tsushima trained a pair of exceptionally sensitive ears to be able to detect someone approaching in advance.

Probably passing by.

Self-aware of his position in this "home", Shuji Tsushima didn't think at all that the greedy man would bring distinguished guests to visit his six sons who were dying of illness.

"Shh-"

The sliding door was suddenly torn open, Shuji Tsushima was taken aback, the cold porridge was beaten, and the quilt was stained.

It turned out that at some point, the footsteps outside the door had stopped.

The humidity and heat unique to the rainy season poured in from outside the door, displacing the obscure indoor air.

"Hey, Gui'an, Mr. Xiuzhi, you look even more embarrassed than yesterday."

The culprit who caused him to fall in the rain yesterday and was scolded, and today caused him to catch a cold and overturn the porridge—Ru Ke appeared at the door with a gloating smile on his face.

Shuji Tsushima's weak fist suddenly became stronger!

I really want to beat him up. ——by Shuji Tsushima

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kp: Medical miracle!

PS: Anyone who meets C will be very unlucky. This can be regarded as a proof that luck flows from high to low.

感谢在2022-04-2923:59:19~2022-04-3022:18:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Xuewu Blood Shadow; 1 bottle of Luoshui Eighteenth Street;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!