Why aren't people raising me

Adam Frankenstein, an investigator of the European Criminal Police Agency, except that he is a robot with the ability to calculate independently, a robot who can do everything.If he encounters something difficult to make a decision, he will even use the "follow the heart" approach to deal with it.

His mission was to capture Paul Verlaine, because Verlaine's title of assassination king in Europe was not for nothing, and he even offended many royal families.

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't plan to go with him at the beginning, but Adam's ability is very useful. He can invade various information databases. His own force value is composed of metals and various chemical products. He can investigate Verlaine's whereabouts, such as Where did the blond artificial ability go to buy something.These alignments also help a lot.

"Mr. Chuya, you alone cannot defeat Verlaine." His words were very polite.

"Birch branches. Verlaine bought four birch branches. This is the number of his assassinations. He will leave a cross carved from birch branches at the assassination site. One of them, you have seen, is beside Yazhi."

"And he recently bought a factory pass, and a blue mobile phone..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked condensed.

And it was expected that Verlaine would go to "him".

***

Auto parts assembly plant.

Most of the employees inside are doing mechanical hard work, don't have much free time, and the salary is pitifully low.

Central Plains also saw Shirase.

This is what he first thought of, the object that needs to be protected. Unlike other sheep members who were scattered around, Shirase was monitored in Yokohama, unable to communicate with others, and could not escape the sight of Mafia at the port.

Seeing Chuya for the first time, Shirase angrily threw the vase at it.

"What are you doing here?"

The vase fell on Zhongye's head, and there was a clear and crisp sound of shattering. Water stains ran down the young man's cheeks, but Zhongye Zhongye was very calm.

"Jaji is dead."

He said.

In the first sentence of this meeting, he didn't complain about Shirase, and he didn't talk about anything about himself.

"what?"

Shirase made a monosyllabic sound with a strange expression, his expression was so inexplicable that he seemed to have heard something funny, "What are you talking about?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips and looked at him.

The atmosphere was so stagnant that people's faces froze. Adam looked at the vase on the ground, and at the water stains on Zhongye's face, and couldn't help thinking honestly: I don't get angry. Is Master Zhongye really a kind-hearted man? person?

The expression on the gray-haired boy's face was put away, his eyes widened in a daze, and his voice became softer in disbelief, "What did you say?" Then, he laughed out loud, "Hey...are you kidding me?"

There was a hint of reluctance in this voice.

But Chuya didn't respond, he lowered his eyes, not wanting to face Shirase's questioning gaze.

Shirase took a deep breath, rushed forward and grabbed Chuya by the collar in shock, and raised his voice, "Chuya Nakahara! I thought he would at least be safe by your side!"

"I... Yazhi's death is indeed related to me."

"Why is that?! Don't you protect him? Aren't you very powerful, Gravity Master, the gravity manipulator who was painstakingly dug out by the port mafia, Masaharu was closest to you when he was a sheep, you..." His voice Out of tune, and he was about to hit him with his fist.

But his raised arm was grabbed by another stronger hand, "Mr. Shirase, please don't use violence."

Robot Adam said seriously.

"Get out! Who are you!" Shirase yelled at him harshly, "This is a matter within our sheep."

"With all due respect, there are no more sheep now."

"That's between me and him, it's not your turn to intervene!"

Adam felt a little headache.

"I think there should be more important things now."

"I don't care about the more important things!" Shirase's saliva almost sprayed on Adam's face, "If I had become the leader of the sheep back then, this kind of thing would never have happened!"

Adam: "..."

Adam: "According to my analysis, you should not be able to...?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also seemed not surprised by this situation, his tone was cold, with a touch of sarcasm, "Shirase, you really haven't made any progress."

"Don't you have it?" Shirase said, not to be outdone, "It's funny, we didn't starve to death in the sewer when we were young, but when we grew up, we scattered and died. In Chuya, the port mafia deprived us of our residence and demolished it. Our organization, I will never forget what you did to the sheep, and I will never forgive you for not saving Masaharu!"

"Mr. Shirase, you have misunderstood Chuya-sama. The situation you said does not match the facts. Chuya-sama did not betray the sheep to join the port mafia, but..."

"Adam." Zhong Yuanzhong also interrupted him, which meant to tell him not to continue talking.

Adam understood. Although he didn't know why the twists and turns between human beings were so troublesome, he might have become the only calm person present, "It was Verlaine who killed Yazhi, and it was Verlaine who should be hated and scolded. The perpetrators always It's easy, how can the victim be guilty? Master Chuya is also very sad, and we came here just to..."

"Master Chuya? What kind of vulgar name is that?" Shirase sneered,

"It's just to protect you." Adam completed the sentence, "And, Mr. Chuya's address is unique to my supreme commander, and it's not vulgar."

"..."

The scene fell into a brief silence again.

"...Protection?" Shirase rubbed his ears, "You protect me?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded restrainedly, "That guy still has three targets, and you are one of them. If it weren't for us, you would have been killed without any resistance."

"Bah! I don't believe it. You are just trying to hold me back and prevent me from becoming king!" Shirase turned around and left, "I won't believe a word you say."

"Where are you going?"

"After get off work, what am I still doing here?"

Adam: "You will be killed by Verlaine."

Shirase: "Gringos don't talk to me."

Adam: "Can I read this as racism, no, it can't, it's speciesism between humans and non-humans."

They also had a headache, and he followed Shirase, annoyed, trying to say something to Shirase who carelessly put himself in a dangerous situation,

Then Chuya's cell phone rang

There is also a bad feeling in the Central Plains.

The number on the caller ID is the idiot bird, but the idiot bird is very proficient in machines and other things. He almost never uses his mobile phone to call Zhongye. Zhongye called over, and Qihui contacted Zhongye, and the pianist often communicated with him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also connected immediately, "Hello?"

What did the other side say,

Zhong Yuanzhong almost didn't hold the phone steady, "You said... Yazhi?"

"Jaji is missing?!"

***

Nakahara Masaharu woke up.

As if the floating soul found a home and sank into the body, Masaharu opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes was an unspeakable pain. He whimpered and rolled in the small space. Darryl, the god of death, returned to the world at the same time as him. She stepped on Yazhi's coffin and watched his miserable appearance. some banter,

"You were stitched up by them, don't say, the stitching is pretty good."

Masaharu Nakahara, who was struggling, glared at him, "It hurts like hell, what's your reaction when you have so many threads on your body?"

"There is no response, because I have no muscles and only bones left, and I can't feel pain." Darryl held his chin, "I thought the first thing you did when you woke up was to thank me, after all, I used that kid's ability Gave it to you so you won't die."

The Grim Reaper is a god, and he can exchange whatever he wants with equal value, just like signing an agreement with Masaharu to let Masaharu reincarnate into the world.

Nakahara Masaharu used his nails to hold the threads that hindered his growth, and pulled them apart fiercely.

He even came to a weird conclusion: it turns out that pain can really be used to and numb.

"How are you tired?"

Lived so fast that Yazhi didn't even say goodbye to Lei. He grinned and removed the thread from his body while asking,

"This should be a good thing." Darryl said, "As a ghost, he has suffered a lot of sins, but now, he has given you the ability of a ghost, which is equivalent to taking away the identity of a ghost."

Having said that, Masaharu recalled that when he was dragged towards the human world by a familiar force, he seemed to see his tired white hair recede into black, and his eyes and skin became human.

"It's just that an exchange of equivalent value is an exchange of equivalent value. He will be punished for a few more years. If you have the ability, you can offset it for him." Darryl didn't know if he was using the aggressive method, "But that's a good thing, now You are much stronger than before. Now you can control whether your body turns into a ghost."

"What?" This word was so fresh that Yazhi didn't understand it.

"You can be equivalent to having a power switch. I don't need to say more about the strengths and weaknesses after becoming a ghost." Darryl smiled, "You are a ghost now."

ghost.

Not to mention the hardness and various functions of the body, it is already extremely terrifying from the point of view of immortality.As long as the sun is not shining and the head is not cut off by the sun wheel knife, even if there is no food, you can keep panting.

"But..." Darryl looked at him, "You are so weak, although the power I gave you is in the form of his vampirism, it is not real vampirism after all, it is just imitated by me with divine power, you A body that can't reach six feet when you jump up, won't it break down once you use it?"

Masaharu Nakahara is currently not in the mood to listen to the cold water he poured on him, and he doesn't know for the time being when he needs to use the blood ghost technique. Possessing the self-healing ability of ghosts is beyond his imagination.

He endured the pain and climbed out of the coffin. Because of the violent stitch removal just now, Masaharu Nakahara had a lot of blood holes on his body, but he was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Masaharu Nakahara: "...so hungry."

"Do you want to eat people?"

Masaharu Nakahara rolled his eyes at Daryl, "Are you joking?"

Darryl: "..."

Darryl was shocked: "I thought you would be able to change back to the elegant boy you were before when you remembered the first life!"

She gritted her teeth, "Sure enough, I was led astray by that gray-haired bad boy, you can always imitate others."

"Young Master Fuga is just pretending." Masaharu Nakahara said, "That's a character formed in a special environment, and I've been imitating Yue... Ghost Mai Tsuji, of course I don't want him to see a bad side. If I grew up with Zhilang, I would definitely be even more unreliable than him. As for the gray-haired bad boy... Do you mean Shirose? Don't mention him, I'm angry."

No.

Masaharu Nakahara suddenly felt a pain in his heart,

Even if it is a memory, because he just remembered it, he feels that it happened yesterday,

Like a dusty emotional recovery, it may take some time for him to adapt.

Darryl leaned in front of Yazhi who hadn't responded for a long time, "...are you jealous?"

"There is nothing to hide, I am very sad." Yazhi said, "But... because I know that human beings have souls, I don't feel the pain of losing my family."

Just sorry.

Because he knew that Tired was there, waiting for him to save him, Yazhi felt like a child who left home to work hard, and he always had hope and a home.

"I will work harder." Yazhi looked at his hands, his nails were much sharper and harder when he turned into a ghost, as if he could easily scratch his face with bleeding marks, "Remembering my previous life shouldn't make me so painful Stop moving forward, but use this strength to muster greater courage."

"..."

Darryl snorted softly.

The sound seemed to come out with the vibration of the chest cavity, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a cold sigh of disdain or a satisfied laugh.

Nakahara Masaharu felt his body unaccustomed, "How to turn off this ability?"

"It's the same feeling as raising your arms and stepping your legs." Darryl described his experience when using power, "Can't you just think about it in your heart?"

He did what Masaharu said, but fortunately, Masaharu Nakahara had a good understanding and learning ability, and quickly transformed his body back into a human being.

However, the hunger didn't go away.

"I think I'm going to faint from hunger..." Masaharu Nakahara rubbed his stomach,

"Yes... what time is it now?" He forced his attention to reality, "Why am I in the coffin... Ah yes, I'm dead, so... did Zhong also put me in the coffin? ?”

Masaharu Nakahara touched his face, feeling a little strange, "Did I put on makeup?"

"The makeup of the deceased." Darryl looked at it, "I think it looks pretty."

Masaharu Nakahara ran to the sink, moved over the bench prepared for him, and stood on it to wash off the makeup on his face.

He stared at the mirror, a little dazed,

Yes, he is still a child.

Not the appearance of a teenager.

He is Masaharu Nakahara now, and Nakahara has his hair tied in a sideways little pull.

China also...

In also.

"Where's Chuya?" Masaharu Nakahara woke up, "Where's Chuya!"

He is dead, has his death been seen by the police? !

Masaharu Nakahara immediately ran to look for the mobile phone, but he searched the apartment and found no sign of the mobile phone. He stopped and thought for a while, and then hesitantly walked to the coffin.

"what's wrong?"

Masaharu Nakahara crawled in by the side of the coffin again. Sure enough, in the middle of the edge of the coffin, that is, on the right hand side of him after lying down, there was a small mobile phone, a white child with the same hair color as Masaharu. machine.

"Oh." Daryl leaned closer, "What does this mean? Are you calling him from heaven?"

Masaharu Nakahara's voice was dry, "...you really are, you just opened your mouth and said that I went to heaven, is this irony?"

"Don't get me wrong, it's obvious that you human beings always say that people will go to heaven after death, and you comfort yourself with such beautiful fantasies." Her skeleton face seemed to make a weird expression, "But I don't know, people If you do too much evil, you will go to hell."

Masaharu Nakahara ignored her.

The phone is fully charged.He skillfully dialed Zhongye's number, but a cold electronic voice came from the microphone: He said the number was empty.

Masaharu Nakahara checked it blankly, "I didn't make a mistake...why is it an empty number?"

Numbers can be automatically deregistered or corrupted by external factors.With the capability of port mafia, it should not be impossible to create an identical number, but it may take some time.

Masaharu Nakahara climbed out of the coffin again. He glanced at his own blood on the floor. The good education of Chuya made him want to clean it up immediately, but...

"Have Zhong gone to see Verlaine?"

Masaharu Nakahara was a little anxious, "Did he go to avenge me...he will definitely do it!"

The number above Nakahara Chuya's head is very beautiful, which means that he will be fine.

But Yazhi is still worried, because he is a soul who escaped from hell, he can save others, and he can also make others do things other than fortune-telling because of him.

Masaharu Nakahara continued to dial. He called the fool bird, but he was not connected for the first time.

Mobile phone numbers for port mafia members are not so easy to get.The stupid bird told Yazhi the number because he is very good at machinery, so he is more fearless than ordinary people.He was about to replay it again, but before Masaharu could finish pressing the button, the phone rang.

Masaharu Nakahara was startled, and subconsciously connected.

The voice of the person opposite was relaxed and cheerful, "Huh? Got it? Is that you, Masaharu?"

Nakahara Masaharu felt both familiar and unfamiliar, and called softly, "...Brother Matsuda."

"Did you play crazy with your brother recently?" Matsuda Jinping smiled, "I have good news for you...it should be good news, you must think it is good news, you——I am coming to Yokohama."

Masaharu Nakahara: "...huh?"

"What does 'ah' mean? I have friends in the police station here in Yokohama. Didn't there be an explosion recently? So I came in as a foreign aid team." Matsuda Jinping said, "But after all, it is to deal with emergencies As an alternative, I have plenty of time, so..." He chuckled softly, "I'm here to celebrate your birthday."

"My birthday is more than a month away... Ah no."

Masaharu Nakahara stopped speaking in time.

He remembered that he had been in a coma in the hospital for a month.

"Wait, what date is it today?" Masaharu Nakahara looked down at the date displayed on the screen,

At the same time, Matsuda Jinpei replied, "Number 23, what's wrong?"

8 month 23 day.

Masaharu Nakahara's pupils trembled,

August 8rd is the day when the flag members die!Then now——!

"Okay, you open the door." Matsuda Jinping said.

"What?" Masaharu Nakahara was still in shock,

"Just open the door and you'll know." He said.

What a corny line.

Masaharu Nakahara glanced at the door, and suddenly understood the reason for his mysterious tone.

——Standing outside the door was Matsuda Jinpei.

Masaharu Nakahara suddenly turned his head to look at the coffin and the blood on the ground, and then looked down at the shroud on his body.

"Wait... Wait a minute Matsuda! I'm going to the bathroom!"

"...Go to the bathroom and play with your phone?"

"I played it secretly, but my brother won't let me." Masaharu Nakahara made up a lie. He quickly pulled out the bed sheet to cover up those weird things, then went through the closet to change clothes, and hurriedly left a note on the table before going out.

One minute later, he opened the door, and without waiting for Matsuda Jinpei to react, he slammed the door shut.

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

Matsuda Jinpei: "Do you have a little secret?"

"I have a big secret." Masaharu Nakahara said bravely, "So I can't show it to you."

"Is your brother not at home?"

"He goes to work,"

"It seems really busy...then when will he come back?"

"……I have no idea."

This……?

Doesn't this ignore the child?

Matsuda Jinpei thought deeply.

Then, he heard a loud grunt coming from Nakahara Masaharu's stomach.

Masaharu Nakahara: "..."

Matsuda Jinpei curled the corners of his mouth, and put a small sunglasses on the bridge of his nose,

"Come on, I'll take you to eat something."

***

Maybe I shouldn't have come out to eat...

Masaharu Nakahara deeply regretted it at this time.

He was taken to the restaurant by Matsuda Jinpei, which was open-air, so he would see passers-by.

Masaharu Nakahara wore small sunglasses, and he didn't take them off even if they affected his vision. He was thinking about whether to go directly to the mafia building in the port.

At this moment, a young man who covered his face with a black hat and sunglasses passed by him and stopped suddenly.

He was tall, with a little lock of blond hair hanging down his back.

"what?"

The man bent down, looked at Masaharu with his head tilted, hooked his hand and took away the child's glasses when others did not expect it, "Do you have twin brothers?"