The Red Dead Lolita

A bar of soap for bathing costs 5 pence and 2 farxins. It is lavender in color, dotted with dried lavender petals, and wrapped in translucent wax paper, exuding a mysterious allure.

She really wants to buy one. The free soap provided by the community has a lot of impurities. When it is applied to the skin, there will always be hard objects scratching the delicate skin, bringing fresh stings. The torture must be ended by digging out the soap.

But Ashley's purse contained only twopence 11 farxins, a heap of broken change.

Unlike bread, which can be bought in ounces, soap can only be bought whole.

So, rob the train or rob the bank?

Otherwise, grab this car first!

Ashley's eyes fell on the cart parked at the door of the shop to unload goods.

The animals pulling the cart are 'skeletons' covered with a dark green tarpaulin.

The whole body of this skeleton is hairless and skinless, and the pinkish-white naked muscles are glowing with the luster of mucous membranes. Some parts are covered with artificial biological armor that shimmers with porcelain luster to protect the exposed muscle tissue. Four thick anti-joint hoof feet Support the body firmly.

Its head was an animal head with the nasal cavity cut from the forehead down to expose the jawbone and gums. It looked like a steaming hang of raw meat that had just been eviscerated and cleaned in the slaughterhouse and ran into the street.

This is a basic type of living skeleton, and the technology for making it is rough and low-level, not even

There is a way to preserve eyesight, but it is blind and can only be led away.

The trolley is fully loaded with daily necessities, flour and dry goods, and there is an advertisement banner of "Songuo Logistics Warehouse Company".

After staring at it for a while, Ashley shook his head vigorously.

No, no, be a good person, meow.

Leaving the grocery store, the dazzling array of salvaged items on the street aroused her desire to buy again.

Beautiful and mysterious glazed shells, some are black glaze with shining silver patterns, some are like polished salamander shells, milky white and coffee color blend, some are tower-shaped spirals, all of them are living, deep Curled up with wet, weird hunks of flesh.

Except for professional researchers, no one knows the habits and functions of these pieces of meat.

The salvage also included smooth and round flute bones, cephalopods with soft tentacles and skirts, and various independent organs with complex structures.

Most of these things carry weak extraordinary power, otherwise they would not be brought up, and their vitality is extremely tenacious, no matter what they leave for a year or so, they will not die.

Ashley observed that salvage has specific customers, not out of curiosity, but a group of people who buy with needs, from different industries.

From the perspective of ordinary residents, these people who deal with salvage are weirdos.

Some of the weirdos were wrapped in heavy tarpaulins, with bandages wrapped around their arms and necks, and some wore white coats with a pungent smell of medicine all over their bodies. Most of them wore masks to hide their true faces.

Each of them has their own storage container, and they are careful when handing over. They use iron tongs and clamps to deal with those weird biological tissues. When they are caught by the tools, they roll back violently like snakes, and then squirm and bite like leeches. abnormal.

"This world is full of dangers, and has experienced two mass extinctions. The surviving humans have worked hard to establish order in the earth-shaking world. This is the United City. Although they are stubborn and conservative in their observance of order, here, I can Buying a bar of soap instead of making it myself, if I continue to break the rules, they will ban me from partying, and I will not be able to enjoy the convenience brought by the division of labor, my family members roaming like wild dogs in the wilderness, I can only live like a savage, sneaking around to buy daily necessities..."

Ashley muttered in a low voice, reminding himself to be a good person.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at her. The eyes of the other party were different from others, with a strong sense of purpose.

Turning her head suddenly, the crowd was bustling, and occasionally someone looked at her, but she didn't feel that way.

This is not telepathy or neurosensitivity, this world does not have superhuman powers of the occult type.

Ashley could feel it, because she had taken a mysterious potion in her family. Since then, her skin cells would secrete a small amount of opsin, which could sense changes in light outside the angle of view.

Ashley was vigilant. Compared with a dangerous environment, those with malicious intentions were more terrifying.

Who is it?

There are several possibilities for organizing ideas.

One is the guy who plots evil, and the little loli who is not accompanied by adults is undoubtedly a very attractive crime target.

But the layout of the streets here is simple and wide, people come and go, there are no narrow and cramped lanes, even if you have evil thoughts, it is impossible to implement them.

The second is the supervisor of the court, in order to confirm that the juvenile delinquent has returned from the same route and has not stayed on the street or has any other abnormal behavior.

The third is that people from the family came here. Since Zhen Jinsi's family is wanted and it is inconvenient to show up, they want to contact her secretly.

Ashley thought for a while, and the best way to lure the stalker was to go to a secluded and deserted place.

But she doesn't have much confidence in her combat power. Her physical fitness is relatively weak among lolitas, and she hasn't been exposed to objects and movements with huge kinetic energy recently, such as a speeding train.

The only bullet in the cylinder was Leticia's ejection start a long time ago, with about a hundred joules of energy.

She also thought, if the other party is malicious, then there is no need to take the initiative to contact. If it is the surveillance personnel of the court, then ignore it, and you can't get rid of it anyway. Contact, in case of being caught by the court, it will be hard to tell.

Ashley pretended to take out his pocket casually, and the small purse was brought out and dropped on the ground.

Anyway, it's only twopence, and if you lose it, you lose it.

After walking for a while, Ashley pretended to be attracted by the bean stewed food truck on the side of the road. He stopped and took out his pockets for a long time, but 'discovered' that the purse was gone. With an anxious expression on his face, he went back the same way and searched all the way.

The small purse was still in place, but when I bent down to pick it up, the weight from my fingertips was slightly heavier than before.

That's right, those guys in the family are starting to move around again.

Ashley was in a bad mood, and she felt that those guys might hinder her from being a good person.

Chapter No.16: Life has just begun

"you're back!"

As soon as Ashley opened the door and came in, Flora stretched her neck like a bird waiting to be fed, and almost jumped up.

In an instant, the confused and empty heart was filled with a huge sense of reality.

Losing her freedom and becoming a sinner, being abandoned by her parents, Wei Guangzheng's image was reversed and degenerated... Bad luck came one after another. At the beginning, Flora felt that she could not survive. Fortunately, Ashley could rely on her. The only light in a dark world.

"That's great, let's eat fruit plate and taco together." Flora pursed her lips and smiled.

"Obviously being arrested, I feel more relaxed."

Ashley spent his last twopence buying it, cutting the crust into quarters with a spoon, the pea puree and chicken breast steaming.

Although the picture is warm, she sighs in her heart - she has no money at all, not even a beggar, where should she get money?

After enjoying the bankruptcy meal, Ashley sat by the window and poured out the contents of the green silk purse.

Small change, buttons, stamps, pills sealed in wax...

blah blah blah!

A silver key fell on the table.

It is slightly heavy to start with. Judging from the beautiful geometric configuration of the key handle and the sophisticated lock teeth, it is by no means a mass-produced lock, but a custom-made high-end lock.

In addition to an extra key, there is also a small note in the purse.

She's meow, she really is a family remnant!

After reading the information on the note, Ashley fell into deep thought.

In the secret room of a mansion in the west of the city, there is something important, and they want to take it out.

The Zhen Jinsi family's registered property in Yuanquan City has been seized, but there are still some hidden assets.

signature is an abbreviation

M.H.

Ashley just wanted to confirm the identity of the stalker and dispel doubts, and didn't intend to help.

She wanted to be a good person, and it would be best if she could find a public position in the trial office. If she continued to associate with these guys, it would be shit like shit.

As for M·H, Ashley searches for memories, possibly of a distant cousin, Morazar Hazlitt.

I met him several times during family gatherings. He is a tall and thin young man with soft, fluffy brown hair and deep-set eyes. He is often lost in thought. He likes to wear simple and comfortable black woolen casual clothes and white shirts every day.

On his right wrist with thick pores, there is a tattoo of a skull with long hair. The left eye socket of the skull was gnawed through by the accumulation of wriggling worms, which eroded along the cheek to the gums, and the right eye was a melted one. Gold coins, this tattoo impresses her.

The Hazlitt family and the Zhenkins family were intermarried for generations, and they were deeply involved. In this incident, most of them were implicated and wanted.

Ashley was thinking about countermeasures when there was a knock on the door.

She quickly put away the keys and note, and walked over to open the door.

Ms. Kelly, the housekeeper, stood at the door, an aunt as strong as a cow. She was wearing an old dress that was loose enough to be stuffed into a wine barrel. The neckline creates a clear demarcation.

She came to deliver a new timetable, which included daily activities, and there were two types of activities that were not allowed to be absent and points for voluntary registration.

The credit items are mainly voluntary labor, listening to lectures and cooperating with interviews.

The points you get can be used to buy daily necessities, snacks, toys, sporting goods, clothes, etc., and even a brand new bicycle at the community store.

In addition, it can also be used to ask for leave, buy movie and theater tickets, ice rink tickets and so on.

These things undoubtedly have a huge appeal to the grounded juvenile delinquents, benignly promoting them to do good deeds and earn points.

Obviously, this is a wise design to establish a positive feedback mechanism for juvenile delinquents to get rewards for doing good deeds and listening to others.

But Ashley hated this kind of Pavlovian training in his bones.

What she pursues is to be a real good person, not a good person under social norms.

The difference between the two is that once the social norms disappear, the latter will reveal a hideous face of being well-dressed.

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Ashley felt very bad about being short of money, which would stimulate her to rob banks or trains, so that she could get more money as soon as possible.

There are many ways to make quick money, but she knows very little that is not illegal. After all, she has been in that environment for many years, and of course she has never heard of the method of getting rich through labor.

When the Devil's Nest was not destroyed, Ashley read many materials and notes at home that were absolutely forbidden books based on universal values.

The knowledge in the book was mysterious and crazy. Although she knew it was drinking poison to quench her thirst, she still absorbed it crazily to dispel her worries about the uncertain future.

"What about dirty clothes? No change of clothes, and socks..."

Anxious murmurs came to her ears, interrupting her contemplation.

Ashley went over and asked a few words, and found that Flora was so spoiled and spoiled that she never even washed the clothes and dishes by herself.

However, after a little guidance, Flora learned it, after all, it is very simple.

Flora immediately took to cleaning, and she washed it many times until the filtered water was completely free of foam.

After shaking her fingers that were red from rubbing hard, the blond loli raised her eyes to stare at the wet clothes hanging on the balcony.As soon as the wind blew, the wet clothes and her soft and shiny hair swayed together.

Stretch out your fingers and pinch the wet corners of your clothes from time to time, expecting them to dry out, and the sense of accomplishment of accomplishing small things continuously dispels the confusion in your heart.

"Do you want me to wash your clothes for you?" Flora asked.

"No." Ashley shook his head.

"Eh? Why? How convenient to wash together."

"No."

Ashley didn't like her obscene clothes being scrubbed by other people's fingers, not even Lolita.

"Shishi is the type who doesn't like to depend on others..."

Flora turned her head to look at the only small bed, blinked her eyes, and asked:

"What about at night? Do you... want to sleep together?"

Her heart was beating fast, her thoughts floated, and she quickly rose to a dream about a small bed and two lolis where she could feel the smell and warmth of another person up close.

Ashley still shook her head, having a second person in the bedroom was already the limit of her tolerance, and it always felt uncomfortable to have someone sleeping next to her or something.

In the evening, the workers came to install the upper bunk, and the two slept in the upper bunk, with Ashley sleeping on the upper bunk with his head against the window.

This completely cut off Flora's thoughts, pouted regretfully.

She has seen Ashley's small face when he is sleeping, it is very cute, and it is very different from his usual serious appearance, if she can always look at it, it must be a beautiful thing.

It was late at night, and Ashley climbed up the escalator barefoot to the upper bunk, first curled up into a ball, and then gradually stretched his tiny hands and feet, feeling different from a prison cell.

Her little face was buried on the pillow covered with a towel, and the smell of the fluffy and dry fabric wafted in her breath.

The wind shakes the trees outside the house, making a soft and soothing rustling sound, the moonlight passes through the gaps in the leaves, and the light shatters into the dark, watery night.

Ashley was wrapped in a comfortable feeling, and his consciousness was slowly being broken. Suddenly, a rhythmic 'tuk-duk' sound came from the window.

Her eyes widened in an instant, and when she raised her head, her pupils reflected a big fiery red parrot on the windowsill.

It was the size of a kitten, with a white ribbon tied around its neck, and it looked elegant and noble. Its broad back and long tail feathers formed a long bright red waterfall, and it was looking up eagerly into it.

The sound of tuk-tuk is made by pecking at the glass with its jade-like round and hard beak.