Kohina tilted her head as if confused, but then she fell into a daze alone. It seemed that she was a very, very quiet child when she wasn't around Hiroko Kageyin.

After Cheng Rang walked out of the stronghold, Zhizi Yingyin stood outside with his hands behind his back, looking up at the rolling thunder above the deep sky. The patter of rain hit the repulsive field around him and was bounced to the surrounding areas.

Then the two of them had the conversation that followed——

"Ask, which is the largest weapons company in the world?"

.......

It’s been a decade since megalithic monuments demarcated the boundaries between human and gastral habitation. Due to the war, only Tokyo was preserved intact. Kanagawa Prefecture, Chiba Prefecture, and Saitama Prefecture, which are adjacent to Tokyo, are separated from the original complete districts and counties by giant stone monuments. Nine years ago, these areas were unified and renamed from Tokyo Metropolitan to Tokyo Area, and a forty-three ward system was implemented.

The former central part of Tokyo was given a small number, that is, the first ward was where the Holy Emperor's holy residence was located.

The closer you are to a national border, the higher the number.

The outer area Rentaro is heading to is in area 39 on the map. The so-called peripheral area, that is, the border area connected to the megalithic monument, is also an abandoned city where no human being is willing to live.

The human atmosphere gradually becomes sparse, and there are incredible-looking things everywhere.

Huge monster footprints that could not be imagined to come from humans, chairs stained with blood, the interior of the car with broken windows turned into a bright red like rust, and unknown red-purple grass grew between the gaps in the cushions. .

The further we go, the wider our horizons become. That's because there are only collapsed buildings and half-destroyed houses in front of us, and the buildings that blocked the view no longer exist.

Some of them look like huge new factories. These are various power generation facilities such as geothermal, thermal, hydraulic, wind, and solar power, as well as atomic power plants.

It can even be said that most of the central power is transmitted from the peripheral areas.

However, Rentaro looked at the asphalt ground, which was far too clean compared to the damaged buildings, with a bitter expression.

The same is true for disasters such as earthquakes. When such disasters occur, the first to be repaired are the roads used to transport supplies. The second is to ensure a water source that can be called a lifeline.

Why is there no progress at all in restoration even though the road is being rolled out? This may be because the government has no intention of restoring the peripheral area.

The outer perimeter area now serves three purposes. Nuclear power plants with high operational risks and garbage stations where garbage is dumped randomly. The last step is to sow what is called the 'miracle seed', which can obtain a large amount of genetically modified seeds in a small area, that is, to bulldoze the abandoned city and use it as cultivated land.

None of them take into account the large number of residents who live here.

Rentaro held the umbrella handle tightly. In addition to the umbrella he was holding, Rentaro also brought another children's umbrella with the character of Tenchu ​​Shoujo on it.

This time the situation was more serious than Rentaro wanted. It is impossible for Enju to seek refuge with Kisara, Sumire Muroto, or her classmates. She should have returned to the outer area of ​​her hometown.

When he came back to his senses, Rentaro had almost reached the deepest point.

According to memory, I came to a sewer lift and knocked on the manhole cover two or three times.

After a while, the lid opened upwards with a heavy sound, and with an inarticulate voice of "What's the matter?", a young girl poked her head out from inside. She was about seven years old and was looking at Rentaro blankly.

The red pupils seemed to emit crimson light in the dim rain curtain - she was also a cursed child.

"I'm looking for someone, can you let me in?"

"You are the police

Check it? We have no intention of moving out from here. So...so..."

"You're mistaken, I'm not a police officer."

"So, are you a sex offender?"

"Sex...no, that's not right either...!"

"Then please go back."

The sewer lid slammed shut. Rentaro stood still with his mouth wide open.

It does not make sense?

He came to his senses and continued banging on the lid.

"I hate pestering sex offenders."

"Wait! Why did you only prepare two options: police and criminal! And why did you just conclude that I am a sex offender!"

"When I saw your honor, I thought that was the case."

I really feel sorry for you guys because you are so handsome! This little devil...

"By the way, what can I do for you?"

Rentaro put down his umbrella in annoyance, then took out his police license and pulled out the photos saved in his mobile phone with his other hand.

"I'm a police officer. I'm looking for this child. Have you seen her?"

The girl compared the portrait and photo of the license alternately, then shook her head: "I don't know her."

"I also want to ask the others, are there any adults here?"

"That's the elder. I'll call him. Please wait inside."

"Ah good......"

Climb down the ladder and stand in the sewer. The interior is surprisingly spacious and cleaner than expected.

Children in sewers. Children who lost their parents and brothers during the war and became orphans.

Rentaro's eyes slowly adapted to the dim sewer. Just as he was looking around, there were footsteps coming from inside, and a man walked over.

"My name is Satomi Rentaro."

Rentaro handed him the business card. He looked at it for a while and then nodded.

"Are you the elder that the child just mentioned?"

"Yes, elder is just a nickname, haha. My name is Matsuzaki. To be honest, I was also shocked. Maria ran in and told me that there was a person who was a policeman on his right hand and a sex offender on his left hand. I thought he was What a riddle.”

The girl just now seemed to be named Maria. It seems that it will take a lot of effort to make that child understand the difference between a civilian policeman and a police officer.

"I'm sorry, please tell me..."

"Ah, I'm taking care of these kids here."

Rentaro looked at the man in front of him. He was not a homeless man. I'm afraid they came here to live spontaneously. Although his clothes were a bit sloppy, when he smiled, the soft feeling became even stronger. Rentaro always felt that he should have done something similar to a teacher before, and he admired such people from the bottom of his heart.

Mr. Matsuzaki, like most other people in the Tokyo area, has a very friendly attitude towards the Cursed Children. Although he is also a "predated generation", he believes that the invasion of gastrula against humans and the misfortune of being born in the embryo The children affected by its virus are different.

In fact, they are all innocent victims.

Chapter 63 Transaction

Rentaro felt that it was too late to meet this unexpected soulmate, and almost started talking to him, but suddenly remembered the purpose of coming here.

"I'm sorry, has this child been here before? His name is Yanzhu, Lanyuan Yanzhu."

Matsuzaki looked at the photos on Rentaro's cell phone, showed a little thought, and then shook his head.

"It's a pity that I haven't seen it."

Anyway, it’s impossible to find it so quickly.

Of course Rentaro will not be discouraged by this. After he saluted, when he was about to leave, for some reason the other party stretched out his cane as if to keep him.

"Where are you going next?"

"I'm going to visit District 39 because this is her hometown. I will keep looking until I find her location."

"It seems that you are the promoter of your companion who ran away."

Rentaro couldn't answer for a while, so he had to look away. Matsuzaki seemed to understand based on this alone.

"It's okay even if this kid isn't my partner."

"What?"

"Take care of these children, and you will naturally learn a lot. In the police group, it is not uncommon for personality incompatibility. If the group is disbanded or the partner dies, you only need to contact IISO to make a contract with the new starter. Although the IP ranking will temporarily drop significantly, it should not be difficult to achieve results again and return to the original position at your age."

Rentaro breathed quietly and closed his eyes.

"I put aside the initiator and facilitator to find Yanzhu. You are a good person and I am very grateful to you. But please let me say one thing here, people who don't know anything should not talk nonsense!"

Matsuzaki seemed to be frightened by Rentaro's roar and his eyes widened.

Rentaro regretted what he said and clicked his tongue. What happened were all problems that made it difficult to suppress emotions, whether it was the companions he had just met who surrendered to the enemy without hesitation, the Tokyo area that was about to be destroyed, or Yanju who left him because of this...

"Don't hesitate when you want to be a hero, but the price of becoming a hero will definitely be beyond your expectation... You will suddenly find out at a certain point when you can't turn back that no matter how hard you try, the world will still fail again and again. Betray you again and again."

"If you just want to protect the people you care about, don't go into this muddy water, Rentaro."

"——This is my last advice to you."

How embarrassing!

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper. I didn't mean to scold you. I have to go. Goodbye."

Matsuzaki quietly watched Rentaro leave, then slowly turned back and spoke into the darkness behind him.

"You heard it too, that's a good boy. Just watch him walk in the mud for you, okay, little girl?"

Yanzhu curled up in the darkness, the long hair on her head was not tied into a ponytail by the rabbit hairband, but spread down her back like a waterfall.

Listening to the footsteps of Rentaro leaving step by step and finally disappearing, she sobbed softly, tears sliding down her smooth face and soaking her clothes.

...

the next day.

Rentaro was speechless and hung up the call on his cell phone. He lowered his wrist feebly, unable to recover from the blow for the time being. Rentaro looked around. The weather continued to be half cloudy from yesterday, and it was about to rain. The preparation bell that rang through the campus suddenly brought Rentaro to his senses, who was staying outside the school building, but his feet were so heavy that he couldn't muster the energy to go back to the classroom.

During the break between the first and second periods, Rentaro remembered that he had not informed the class teacher of Enju School about Enju's request for leave, so he walked to the back of the school building and turned on his cell phone.

The other party's answer was completely beyond Rentaro's expectations.

"Yes, Lan Yuan comes to school."

After yesterday's incident, Rentaro continued to search District 39 until sunset, but failed to obtain any valuable information, so he had to drag his feet back to the apartment in frustration.

But the news conveyed on the phone today made Rentaro immediately run to Kouta Elementary School.

Rentaro was brought to the classroom of Class 3, Grade 4 by his homeroom teacher. He peered through the sliding door window at the back to see what was going on inside.

Yanzhu was inside, but it was obviously her break time, but she was sitting alone on the chair, lowering her head slightly, but staring at the desk with her eyes that gave off a sense of strong will.

There was a gap between her desk and the surrounding desks, and everyone in the class regarded Yanzhu as transparent.

Her lonely look made Rentaro feel sad and angry.

He wanted to shout not to do this, but it must be Yanzhu resisting in his own way. And he didn't have the authority to stop her.

"Do you want to meet her?"

Rentaro really wanted to meet her, and there were many things he wanted to ask him face to face.

Rentaro clutched his chest tightly, took out a syringe with a cap from his arms and handed it to the teacher.

"This is?"

"This is an inhibitor that inhibits the erosion of gastrointestinal factors. Give it to her for me."

After saying that, Rentaro turned his back to the teacher who was hesitant to speak, and stepped into the roaring and howling wind.

Even though she knew that doing so would only hurt herself, Yeon-joo would continue to go to school from now on.

Rentaro was not in the mood to go back to school, so he walked to the university hospital where Sumire was.

After passing through the demon sculpture, a sign used to drive away idlers, we walked underground. Sumire Muroto just walked out of the operating room. She took off her green surgical gown and mask and threw them into the trash. Then he raised the corner of his mouth and said "yo" to Rentaro.

Even if there is a sudden change in the world, I am afraid that the queen in the basement will still stay here and greet Rentaro with a wonderful smile.

...

But just after Rentaro skipped school again, Kouta High School welcomed another guest.

In the student president's office, Sima Weizhi, the student president of Goutian High School, is sitting on a chair and enjoying tea comfortably.

This young and beautiful girl is also the daughter of the president of Sima Heavy Industries, the world's largest weapons company.

It is much easier to visit Rentaro at her high school than those hard-to-reach politicians who are only interested in profit.

Sima Weiwei, who gently closed his eyes due to enjoyment, wanted to taste the fragrant tea liquid in the cup again, but found that the moment he opened his eyes again, a man with black hair and a blue shirt was already standing in the student union office. central.

That is, facing the table where I am.

"!!!"

Regardless of how he appeared in front of him in an instant, the dangerous aura exuding from that man was enough to make Sima Weiwei's whole body feel cold and stiff.

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