you turned on the love game

When the dark-haired boy turned to talk to Madge, you thought he looked more familiar.Especially those eyes, and that deceitful gesture...

Looks like a shrunken version of another Kuroro.Thinking of this, your slow pace suddenly stopped.

Wait, scaled down?

You suddenly recalled that you would trigger the [? ? ]’s hidden identity is because he bumped into Kuroro’s shoulder. In this case, it means that the current plot should be related to him.

That is to say...

The black-haired boy you saw just now is not a child with the same name, it is very likely that it is Kuroro himself who sold you as a treasure.

"This is really destined."

You let out a sigh of unknown meaning, and then a dozen people armed with guns rushed out from the street corner ahead, wearing thick protective equipment, staring at you very unkindly.

Sure enough, the organized main force is now rushing over.

You stood there, looking at the people blocking the way in the distance, and suddenly you bent your eyes and smiled at them.

The tone sounded quite kind: "It seems that we are also destined."

The group retreated vigilantly, held the trigger with their index fingers, and pressed down violently.

"boom!"

Flames burst out from the muzzle of the gun.

The next second, they froze in place.

Because all the bullets fired were empty, and you disappeared in place, the people around quickly dispersed, scanning your position back and forth.

You squatted on the abandoned high-rise next to your knees, your eyes locked on the movement of the group of people, your lips moved slightly, and silently began to count down.

three...two...one...

Finally, the most suitable time came, you jumped, and suddenly appeared behind the closest enemy to you, killing you with one blow.

The dense bullets rush towards you immediately, you use the dead enemies as a shield in front of you, and kill the rest one by one.

In the next few days, people often came to make trouble, because you knew they had bad intentions, and you usually wouldn't keep your hands. Anyone who dared to break into the yard was left with only one corpse.

The construction team and bodyguards that Sirio promised will arrive together in a few days, in case someone makes trouble. Every time you go out to look around, you will occasionally see that purple-haired girl appearing around.

But she just hides in the distance and doesn't get close, and you don't care, the children on Meteor Street are always more vigilant than the children outside, even if you helped her before.

In the end, a short-sighted man tried to use this child to threaten you, but you kicked him away, and you bent down to apologize to her.

Unexpectedly, the girl stared at you with wide eyes, and then burst out a sentence you didn't expect: "You... what is that around your body?"

Ok?

You didn't expect that this girl named Ma Qi could see, or feel the Qi around your body without opening your mind.

It's a pity not to learn to read with this kind of talent, especially Meteor Street is very dangerous. If you learn to read, there are only advantages and no disadvantages.

Thinking of this, you knelt down in front of her and asked her softly if she wanted to come and study with you.

She didn't reject you immediately, and hesitated to say that she still has a companion. You suddenly realized that she was talking about Kuroro, and your expression suddenly became subtle, but you still told her: "It's okay, let's come together."

……

So now you see two children standing outside the door.

The young Kuroro is very cute, half a head taller than March, with a clean forehead, without the dark cross you saw when we met last time, but the smile on his face is quite fake.

"Ms. Lucia, hello."

The grown-up Kuroro can also smile, but the smile at that time was relatively real, at least not so fake that you can easily see through it.

But it's no wonder, after all, he's just a kid now.

You looked at him with your arms folded, and smiled meaningfully.

"Please come in..."

Then he turned his back and walked indoors.

After you turned around, the smile on Kuroro's face was pulled down, he raised his hand to cover his lips thoughtfully, and murmured softly: "You're right. I do feel a faint sense of hostility. "

He was unwilling to say the word "disgust", and simply changed it to "hostility".

Ma Qi heard this whisper beside him, turned his head and glanced at him, and said in a flat tone, "I said your smile is too fake, you will be seen through."

After speaking, she walked in first, and entered the room with ease, leaving Kuroro to walk in slowly in confusion.

"Is it really because of this?"

He put his hands in his pockets, and a puzzled expression appeared on his expressionless face: "It's strange, I did learn it from others."

You don't know about Kuroro's entanglement. After they all enter the room, move out the whiteboard in the warehouse. On it is the content you pasted in advance about the four basic lines of mind ability.

You explained the basic knowledge about reading to the two children, and after confirming that they could understand it, you asked, "How old are you now?"

The two children who were listening to the class were slightly taken aback, not understanding why you asked this question, and looked at each other, Ma Qi spoke first: "Six years old..."

Hearing that you just nodded without showing any special emotions, Kurolo said after observing your expression, "Eight years old..."

"..." You put down your hands and said to them calmly: "There are two ways to learn to read, one is to slowly open the fine pores in the body with sitting meditation posture, and the other is to let other people's qi infuse the body to forcibly open the fine pores. .”

"I'm not good at the former method, I only know the latter method, but you are too young now. No matter how talented I am, I will not use this method, at least until I am ten years old."

The purple-haired child and the black-haired child showed reluctant eyes at the same time.

You thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, I will help you find the information about the former one, and then hand it over to you. It would be great if you can slowly open the fine pores through practice."

I just don't know why, when you said to hand over the materials to them, the faces of the two children froze for a moment inexplicably.

You sensed something was wrong, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked suspiciously.

"Can you write?"

"..."

"Oh, it's okay, can you read?"

"..." Very well, neither will.

You calmly tore off the pasted paper: "So you didn't understand anything just now. Why didn't you tell me?"

Two pairs of eyes meet your gaze, their eyes are mixed with the unique cold feeling of Meteor Street people, but at the same time they are a little immature.

Kurolo said, "I understand."

March also said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand."

You helplessly pressed your forehead and laughed, sitting on the chair: "In this case, the current course starts with learning characters and reading."

Kuroro's expression didn't change, but March pursed his lips, and almost frowned and said he didn't want to. You added: "The rest of the time is used for combat training, you and I will fight."

The moves that the two children are using now are Ye Luzi honed from Meteor Street, which is not bad, but if they can get more standardized movement training, they will improve even more.

You thought of the place you had been to, tapped your knuckles on the table, and said to them: "After training to a certain level, I will throw you to the deathmatch field to fight with others. Is there a problem?"

Unexpectedly, Kuroro knew.He raised his face, and his dark pupils met your female attire: "Is it the place where you can get resources through battle, and if you are seen by the hackers, you have a chance to leave Meteor Street?"

"Hmm..." you nodded, "It's very helpful for exercising your skills."

Together the two children agree.

Start studying with you today.

For reading and writing, Kuroro is more enthusiastic than March and learns faster. He can try to read simple articles in a few days, but he occasionally leaves to deal with his own affairs.

For example, today, after combat training, he finished applying medicine to the bruise and then climbed over the wall in the yard and left.

The peeping sights around the house were almost gone, Kuroro nimbly shuttled through the dilapidated buildings, shrugging off a few tails that secretly followed him as if he was a child, and soon arrived at the destination.

Some time ago, the two children hid some supplies here, which are not needed for the time being. After discussing, they decided to take them out and trade them with others to prevent them from rotting and deteriorating after being buried for too long.

After confirming that no one else was nearby, the boy entered the building.

Meteor Street has always been windy and sandy in the past few days, and the corridors are covered with a thick layer of dust. He deliberately chooses a dead corner where there is no dust accumulation, and then spreads a layer of dust on the top when he leaves.

This will cover his traces as much as possible.

The hiding place was on the fifth floor, and Kuroro knelt down, dug out the food from under the shelter, and touched the surface of the packaging bag with his fingers.

Something is wrong!

Kuroro's eyes sank, the packaging bag was too clean.

In the next second, more than a dozen burly adult men suddenly appeared in the corridor, blocking all the boy's back paths.

You knew that Kuroro was out and didn't stop him.

While promising to teach them temporarily, they are also allowed to live here.But both kids have their own things to do, lots of free time, wherever they go.

But he didn't take March with him.

The girl is now tracing the basic characters stroke by stroke, with displeasure written all over her face, but she can't beat you, so she can only learn knowledge honestly, her lips tightly pursed into a straight line.

You just lie on the recliner next to you and read a book.

You dug out these books from Luska's house in the inner area. I didn't expect this fat-brained guy to still collect books. Several of them are rare copies that have disappeared from the market.

Suddenly, Madge's pen tip draws a heavy and deep mark on the paper, and the ear-piercing sound of friction immediately draws your attention.

You looked up and found that Madge's eyes were wide open, and the expressionless face showed panic for the first time.

"what happened?"

Madge turned around abruptly: "Krollo!"

The girl threw away the pen, stood up quickly, and the stool creaked on the floor making an unpleasant sound, "There's something wrong with him!"

Her intuition is innate, and it will be affected by the environment and distance when sensing other people's affairs. Usually, she only has a vague feeling, and rarely has such a clear and sharp feeling.

It was as if a knife had been pressed against his heart, and cold sweat oozes from his back.

You also know Maggie's super-accurate intuition. You turned over and sat up immediately, picked her up and rushed out. Margo, who was lying in the yard basking in the sun, was unknown, so she raised her head, and you patted it on the head: "Help me guard this place .”

Bend your knees and jump up.

The purple-haired girl is hooked in your arms, you quickly shuttle between the houses, and the figure wandering on the street quickly retreats.

"Can you feel where it is?" you ask.

March held your arm, and shook his head sullenly: "No. But I know where he will go today."

She pointed to an abandoned building in the southwest.

There are many abandoned houses on Meteor Street. Adults will occupy more suitable places to live, while children will play in other vacant houses. The abandoned building that March refers to is uninhabited.

Because of the wind leaking from all sides, there will be no children to play in winter, so they specially found a layer to hide things, such as food that has expired or stored rainwater.

In the past, they always went at night, and no one had ever found the hiding place. Today, Kuroro said that he might not use that place in the future, so he planned to take out the hidden things.

He was very cautious. It was absolutely impossible for him to be followed by someone. The only possibility was that someone had ambushed there in advance.

Madge's mind flashed through some of the groups that had feuded.

You quickly took Maqi to the destination. As soon as you approached, you faintly smelled a faint smell of blood coming from inside. You silently jumped up to the second floor, climbed into the interior through the window, and heard the conversation from below.

"Damn! Why did that kid suddenly become so much stronger!"

"Tch. Didn't he and the purple-haired one live in that house? I probably learned a lot in it."

"If it weren't for the large number of people who came today, it might not be possible to take him down."

"Quickly stop the bleeding, he was cut in the shoulder by me, he won't be able to hide for too long, find him quickly!"

The crowd downstairs didn't notice the intruders on the second floor at all, and after hastily bandaging them, they only wanted to find Kuroro.

You gently press Ma Qi's tense body: "He's hiding."

Because they didn't restrain their voices, they looked over in an instant: "Who!"

The railing on the second floor has long been rusted and covered with debris. You step on it and jump down. Before everyone can react, their arms are disabled, and Maggie pierces their throats one by one.

After she kills the last person, you say: "Separate and find..."

Madge turned around and walked directly to the upper floors, where they used to hide supplies, and she thought Kuroro might be hiding nearby.

But you think the lower layer is more likely.

According to the group of people, Kuroro was injured in his shoulder, so he should not be able to hide too far, because his physical strength could not support him to climb too high a floor.

However, you have searched all the places where you can hide, and the smell of blood has always lingered in the air, but you have not found anything.

Suddenly, your sharp eyes glanced at the traces on the ground.

The ground doesn't feel right to you, it doesn't look like a natural accumulation of dust, but more like it was deliberately sprinkled on.

You knelt down to remove the dust from the surface bit by bit, revealing indistinct bloodstains on the stone floor below.

There is no doubt that this is evidence that was deliberately covered up.

Follow the bloodstain to a corner where you checked and found nothing, but the bloodstain does end here.You pondered for a few seconds, then squatted down again, trying to see it from a child's perspective.

This time, you see a subtle difference.

Gently erase the difference, and a corner of the pitch-black cloth will appear in front of you. Slowly lift it away, and the pale black-haired little boy is quietly hiding in the small space.

His shoulders were stained blood red.

Rotting wood surrounded his body, masking his smell.