Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Hagiwara and his friends easily discovered that the friend in the basement was not the main personality, but a blind secondary personality.

He took all the pain on behalf of his friend.

And then, what happened to him?

The little bald man's scalp tingled with his eyes covered: "...He is sleeping."

It's not a lie. As long as he doesn't install the Guardian Card, the Guardian will always be asleep.

The four of them fell silent at the same time, and the atmosphere in the cabin became quiet and heavy.

This video is very long and it’s not finished yet.

After the show continued, Shiraishi Masato approached the exhausted blond colleague, his tone revealing his eagerness to see the show: "I have some good news for you. The Kikuchi you hated is dead. Are you happy?"

The friend opened his eyes, his hollow pupils blank for a moment, and asked anxiously, "Did you really kill him?"

"Please give me Kikuchi's head?"

The friend seemed unaware that this man had already killed Kikuchi. He sat up with difficulty and heard Shiraishi Masato continue with ill intent: "Alas, Kikuchi died a long time ago in the organization's purge. Now this Kikuchi once had a name: Kawaguchi Tei."

Inside and outside the video, the expressions of Kenji Hagihara and his friends were blank.

Unlike the despair and hatred between their friends' brows, they didn't know much about the inside story. At this moment, they had a vague bad premonition, as if there was an abyss ahead.

Kenji Hagiwara flew over immediately, covered the child's ears tightly, and his eyes were filled with despair.

No, don't, don't—

All I could hear was Shiraishi Masato sighing with pity: "How pitiful Amuro-kun, how pitiful! You don't even know who entered your body."

boom!

A loud thunderclap boomed overhead, exploding in the minds of Matsuda and the other two.

What, what do you mean?

What on earth is he talking about?

Their expressions were as stiff as a wax figure, rigid and lifeless.

Zhu Fujingguang, who covered Xiaoguang's eyes, had solidified into a sculpture. He stared at Shiraishi Masato in the video as if he was looking at something horrible and absurd.

"Is it Kawaguchi Tei? How could it be Kawaguchi Tei…"

The blond friend muttered to himself like a lost soul, as if he had completely fallen into a world of despair. The sky was covered with mud, spreading from the soles of his feet up, submerging his mouth and nose, making him completely merge with the swamp, rotting and withering.

Masato Shiraishi didn't care about his precarious mental state as he stood on the edge of the abyss. He even changed his voice into different identities next to his blind friend, revealing a terrible and horrifying fact, and personally pushed him into the abyss, smashing him to pieces.

Finally, he asked playfully and curiously, "So Amuro-kun, who is the person who has been with you, touching you, and torturing you?"

As a result, the blond friend's spirit completely collapsed.

Kenji Hagiwara took a deep breath, his nose felt sore, his vision blurred, and tears fell in strings.

Oh, my god...

He groaned in pain. He had become an accomplice in resisting fate along with the blond at the same time, but now he had an unrealistic idea that could be considered a betrayal of his friend.

If there really were gods...

If fate truly has free will...

Please help Xiao Jianggu...

Please save him.

Let's start all over again...

He is willing to pay any price, anything, life, soul...

Take away everything he has.

As long as, as long as the tragedy that happened to the blond girl of the same period can be erased...

Such a bright and lively classmate, such a high-spirited and promising police officer, he should not have ended up like this.

Jinpei Matsuda's hand, which was holding the broken sunglasses fragment tightly, was cut because he held it too tightly. Drops of blood fell, leaving a bloody dark color on his black suit pants.

He hurriedly took paper to wipe it, but it wouldn't come clean.

Jōgō clearly said that nothing happened and that it was all a misunderstanding!

He believed it, he really believed it.

But only then did he realize that Furuya Rei was lying.

Ha, should he praise the blond bastard for his flawless acting?

That bastard pretended to be unharmed, but in fact the wounds on his body had already festered deep into his bones.

Jinpei Matsuda's eyes were red, moist and constricted. He watched with his own eyes his good friend who had once been at loggerheads with him go towards destruction. His vision seemed to become foggy like frosted glass and he could not see anything clearly.

There seemed to be one fork in the road after another in front of them. The blond bastard handed them one lamp after another, pushing them towards the light, while he himself stood in the darkness, his mouth and nose covered by the darkness, and he fell backwards.

Matsuda Jinpei wiped his tears and sneered, "Fuck it!" No one could stop him from dragging the blond bastard out.

Even if this guy rolled in the dark mud, he would pull him out by his arms and legs, throw him into the police academy pool, scrub him clean, and then drag him to clean the bathroom together!

Don't even think about running away alone, leaving your companions behind is impossible!

His voice was trembling, and he could hardly speak clearly. He could only try his best to cover it up and squeezed out a low growl from his throat: "Blond bastard, you'd better get over it!"

Morofushi Kagemitsu, who personally cleared out the Kawaguchi Group, suppressed the extreme cry of grief escaping from his throat. The sharp pain in his heart turned into buckets of cement being poured in, sealing his throat and nasal cavity.

He didn't shed tears, but just soberly watched the collapsed young man in the video, who seemed to collapse and die with him...

Why is Team Leader Kawaguchi still alive, and even accurately found Zero to take revenge on him?

Was it his carelessness that allowed the other party to escape, or was it someone in the organization who deliberately held back?

He didn't know anything, but just loosened his grip a little and pleaded in Xiaoguang's ear with a choked voice: "You must hold on."

He seemed to be dreaming of three years ago at the mouth of the Hudson River, where he saw his best friend who was as tired and confused as a bird in a cage, and who was also praying beside him: Please, hold on.

Ida Ko's brain short-circuited due to the huge amount of information, and it took him a long time to realize what Shiraishi Masato meant.

He angrily punched the wooden table, smashing it through. He gasped for breath, and his voice died as soon as he opened his mouth: "He... How could this happen?!"

How could this happen? Why was fate so cruel to Jiang Gu!

He wanted to grab these people who wore the same clothes as him and yell at them for hiding so much from him, but he also wanted to fight with them one by one and beat them up to wake them up.

Why not ask for help? Aren’t they good friends?

They trusted each other and shared similar interests. Even though they had only been together at the police academy for six months, they were close friends who would risk their lives for each other.

How did Jōgō come to this point?

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his cheeks. He raised his hand to wipe them, only to find that he was already in tears.

At this time, Fōtani Rei himself was rushing over at a life-or-death speed.

Because what follows is even more explosive.

It would be great if this video could only be viewed through the Internet. He would just use the agent to cut off the Internet for the entire ship!

Xiaoguang: Dead leg, run faster!