Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 220 Shameless

A renowned ancient scholar stated that humanity's wickedness lies in its complex and unpredictable thinking abilities, while its nobility lies in its emotions; however, this nobility is also its most vulnerable aspect…

Unlike Rebecca, who lost her mind after seeing too many unknown things.

The people around the Confession Pier did not have those bizarre experiences. They had never seen a corpse covered in fungi, nor a monster's head with bulging eyeballs. For them, the most outrageous thing they had ever heard in the first half of their lives was that a lion and a tiger could mate and give birth to another creature.

They did not lose their minds.

On the contrary, in their subjective consciousness, they are still the rational person.

At this moment, these people standing in the torrential rain were simply immersed in their emotions.

……

"Mother?"

Emma stood unsteadily on the riverbank.

Her frail body was completely soaked by the rain, and she was only one step away from falling into the river.

There was nothing in front of her except the rolling river and the occasional gunshots from the other side of the rain curtain, but the gunshots were not enough to wake Emma.

This was the first time Emma had smiled in months.

A genuine smile.

She has a beautiful smile, and even though her long, wet hair is disheveled and falls over her face, making her look a little disheveled, it doesn't diminish her gentleness in the slightest.

At this moment, for Emma, ​​her most distant and missed family members were right next to her.

She only needed to take one more step forward to reunite with her mother, whom she had been longing for day and night, and to throw herself into that familiar, warm embrace...

She was exhausted.

She was tired of living a lowly, miserable life, tired of continuing to fight against her illness.

Even though there are still many things left to do...

……

...

Every lonely soul on both sides of the canal, like Emma, ​​was now immersed in that fleeting, illusory moment, unable to extricate themselves.

Some of them had already walked into the river and never returned.

……

...

On the shore.

Another figure was frantically weaving through the crowd of people who had stopped.

"Depend on……"

"Depend on…"

"Damn it! What happened?! Everyone, say something!"

It is strict.

He sped along, his boots and trousers covered in splattered mud.

He was swearing, but no matter how much he pushed and shouted, none of the people around him responded to him.

Yan was terrified.

He was really terrified.

A few minutes earlier, he had mustered the courage to take a look at the bridgehead of the Confession Pier.

He thought that perhaps giving Aya a bouquet of flowers would help him sleep more soundly tonight.

He lacked the ability to track down the real culprit like Milo did, and he dared not do so.

Yan wasn't sure if he was being tormented by his conscience or simply out of fear, but he maintained his usual behavior and, as always, chose to run away.

……

But just a few minutes ago.

As he walked down the street, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Aya.

Yes, he saw the woman who had once made him feel like he was standing in the rain.

Unlike the mangled body Yan saw at the crime scene, Aya's face was flawless, and her body remained breathtaking.

Aya waved to Yan.

She hoped that Yan would rush over and pick her up as usual.

……

But it was in that one instant.

Just as Yan was about to fall completely into the trap like everyone else around him.

He was scared.

Yes, he ran away. That bastard.

Adhering strictly to his usual style, he turned and ran away just as he was about to embrace the beauty.

At this moment, President Yan finally realized what was happening.

He did not feel remorse for Aya's death, nor was he afraid of the heinous killer.

What he was truly afraid of was falling in love.

……

This scene, which occurred without anyone watching, was enough to make even God spit out blood.

It's unbelievable that there are such bastards with such bizarre thought processes in the world.

When faced with the cries of her deceased lover, she resolutely chose to run away.

If Aya is already pregnant with Yan's child, then his running away might make sense.

But that wasn't the case.

He simply wanted to run away.

And he did indeed run away.

Your death is none of my business!

"I am Yan, the most shameless bastard in the world. My greatest skill is running away. When I encounter trouble, I run away."

The ancient being hidden in the drinking water probably couldn't understand, even if it tried to crack its millions-year-old brain shell, which part of its dream guide went wrong, allowing such a lowly and shameful soul to slip through its fingers.

In fact, just as the opening sentence stated.

It exploits the most vulnerable part of the human soul.

However, it also overlooks the worst and most unpredictable aspects of human thinking.

In short, he ignored Yan's thought process.

Or rather, it never imagined that such a shameless bastard could exist in the world.

……

And so, this scene unfolded.

Terrified, Yan ran wildly through the streets.

Wherever he goes, he sees a large group of passersby standing in place as punishment.

No matter how Yan called out, he couldn't wake these people up.

Yan even began to suspect that there might be something wrong with the magical leaves he had drawn yesterday, which had damaged his brain.

……

But during his frantic run, he vaguely heard a cry.

The voice was very familiar, extremely familiar. I often heard it when I ate at Milo's house, usually when Emma was tutoring Finn...

"Little Finn!"

Yan suddenly realized what was happening.

He stopped and saw Old Kang walking towards the river on the riverbank, with Little Finn in his arms.

The father and son both seemed to have fallen into some kind of strange state.

The children cried, the fathers went their separate ways, and they were unrelated to each other, just heading straight towards the deep water.

……

"Holy crap! This is insane!!!"

Yan was so anxious that he jumped around on the spot.

Without thinking twice, he rushed forward and punched Kang to the ground, then swiftly grabbed little Finn who had fallen into the water.

It took a tremendous amount of effort to pull the father and son back from the river.

Kang and Finn fell into a coma.

Just as Yan was slumped on the riverbank, panting heavily, he saw the others around him, just like Kang had been, falling into the water one by one in a daze, sinking deeper and deeper until the water was over their heads.

Yan felt a chill run down his spine.

He clutched his gray hair, staring in disbelief at the horrifying scene before him.

"Puff... puff..."

More and more people are getting involved in the canal.

The raindrops pattered against Yan's face.

He no longer had the strength to get up; his legs went completely limp.

(End of this chapter)