Sakurami Municipal Park, located in the center of Sakurami City, is home to a lot of greenery and toys that children love.

It's just that it's late at night, and the whole park is empty, except for a little bright spark, flickering in the darkness.

It's a cigarette butt.

Keigo sat in the darkness with a cigarette in his mouth. He didn't come home last night, he didn't dare to go home, he didn't dare to face his wife's face. What should I say if I see my wife? He didn't save his son, and he didn't even see him.

The flame of the cigarette butt brightened even more, and he took a heavy puff of his cigarette. The light of the cigarette butt lit up Keigo's face slightly, and in just one night, the stubble on his chin grew even more, covering almost his entire jaw.

"Hoo ......"

He opened his mouth slightly, and a faint smoke came out of Keigo's mouth. I subconsciously wanted to put my hand in my pocket, but suddenly stopped. My mobile phone, which recorded the future, is no longer there. The search diary is now in someone else's hands.

When Keigo Raisu thought of this, he only felt that his chest was even more sad. The cigarette is also smoking faster. The sparks flickered in front of his eyes, like a fast-playing movie, projecting his past in his mind bit by bit.

When I was a child, I wandered around the city with my father. Keigo Raisu can still remember that after stealing something from the store for the first time, he was beaten half to death by his father. It's just that the place where he was beaten was not in his own home, but in someone else's home.

His father was a vagrant and had no money to rent a house. So when I was a child, my residence was basically an empty house one by one, as long as the owner of the house was not in the house for something. He and his father would live in that empty house. Sometimes it's lucky. You can also find some money in the house. At this time, my father would buy a pack of cigarettes, put down a bottle of wine in front of him, and slowly drank it. At that time, my father's mood was always very good.

Pity......

Keigo Raksu sighed, gray-white smoke slowly puffing out of his nostrils. It spun in the air, and after the most sloppy drifted to an unknown place.

His father died after the worst death. After being discovered, he was severely beaten, and his father never stood up again. Since then. Keigo wanted to be a policeman, and sometimes when he was free, he would always unconsciously recall that if someone beat his father at the beginning, it was like beating himself, maybe his father would not have wandered around with him later, and he would not have died.

While thinking about it, it wasn't because of remorse or because of some other reason, but the corners of his mouth curled. An arc was pulled out in the darkness.

He hadn't been anywhere else since he came down from Sakurami's TV Tower. Stayed here the whole time, from the time the sun rose until it went down. From crowds, stay until the crowds are thin.

I didn't go anywhere and didn't do anything. Except for the cigarette butts in front of him, he seemed to be a stone statue carved into a chair, without thought, without sound, without a future, without even breathing.

"Kana ......"

Keigo Rasu's teeth chattered, and he read his child's name. He wanted to be a good father, not to be like his father. He wants to give his son a beautiful childhood, a happy childhood, a time that can still be recalled with a smile even if he is now at his age.

As if the sun had understood what Keigo had in mind, he slowly climbed up from the other side of the sky, dispelling the darkness that enveloped him.

The first rays of sunlight accompanied by the chirping of birds fell in front of Keigo Raisu. Voices began to sound slowly around, some families were shouting for their children to get up, and some were preparing breakfast.

With a snap, Keigo Raisu still mechanically turned on the lighter. The light of the fire erupted violently from the lighter, whirring and burning.

His hands trembled, and he slowly touched the shriveled cigarette case. There were only two cigarettes left in it. The hand holding the lighter relaxed, and the fire suddenly went out in front of Keigo Rasu.

He let out a long sigh of relief and put his fingers back into the cigarette case. One of the last two cigarettes was caught in his hand and then put in his mouth. The peculiar, slightly anesthetic smell of cigarettes immediately traveled down his shriveled and cracked lips to Keigo Raisu's brain.

"Daddy......"

Suddenly a human voice came from a distance, and Keigo Rasu's eyes lit up in an instant. He looked in the direction from which the voice came, and a father in his thirties was holding his child's hand and slowly walking towards the park.

Look at it a little longer, look at it a little longer......

Keigo Rasui couldn't help but scream in his heart, almost pleading, looking at the father and son who were gradually approaching him.

"Daddy," the little boy paused, pointing to the swing in front of Keigo Su, "I'm going to sit on the swing." As he spoke, the little boy took his father's hand almost coquettishly and ran in the direction of Keigo Susu.

Keigo Rasu's eyes were straight, and he didn't even blink, just watched in a daze as the little boy ran past him and sat on the swing in front of him. A pair of slender and immature feet stepped heavily on the ground, and the whole person rippled in the air.

The eyes didn't blink, they just watched. At this time, tears silently slipped from the corners of Keigo's eyes, and migrated all the way down the wrinkles on his face until they came to his mouth.

It's salty.

Keigo Raisu subconsciously felt his tears. He neither reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, nor did he turn his head away from looking at the scene in front of him. Because he saw his son in this child. The figure of Rasukana.

I used to bring him here to play. He was also coquettish with himself like this at that time. He was always proud to have a dad who was a police officer. He is even more proud of the fact that as a father, he always responds to his son's requests. He was a qualified father, at least once was.

The cigarette in his mouth, I don't know when the road was wet with tears. It's just that Keigo Raisu didn't have the slightest awareness of this. He just subconsciously started a fire. I came to the side of my face.

Mars. In an instant, it rose high, flashed and disappeared, as if breathing.

I took a deep breath and inhaled it into my mouth mixed with the morning air. The narcotic sensation of tobacco. Slowly entwined in Keigo's brain. The feeling was so intoxicating that it almost made Keigo Rasu forget the nightmare he had the day before yesterday, and his son, who no longer knew his whereabouts. And that horrible night.

Who is that person named Liu Mengchao, and Keigo is not in the mood to think about it now. Originally, he was still sure that he could discover his identity as long as he looked at Liu Mengchao's silhouette.

It's a pity that in that dark scene, even the outline of Ryu Mengchao was not clearly seen by Keigo Susu. Maybe I'm not as good as I imagined, but this survival race for a future diary is even more cruel than I imagined.

The cigarette burned slowly, unaffected by Keigo Rasu's mood. A little bit of pale white smoke slowly swirled around Keigo Rasu. Then he disappeared in front of Keigo Rysu without a trace.

"Kana...... Kanai ...... I'll get you out...... Father...... Whatever you do...... will save you ......"

Keigo took a deep puff of the cigarette in his mouth, the cocaine contained in the cigarette slowly permeating his spirit. This couldn't help but shock the spirit of Keigo Susu.

That's when it happened. In the distance, two running figures gradually appeared in front of Keigo Rasu.

The first was a teenager with an orange hat and shorts on his lower body. On his feet, he put on a pair of long socks in an extremely uncoordinated way. His face was quite white, and his eyes were very large, and he looked like a weak teenager.

Keigo Raisu nodded imperceptibly. He knew the boy's name.

Yukiki Amano, who also has an undifferentiated future diary is the 1st. DEAD, END, who once escaped a certain death, created a miracle that is not small.

Keigo Rasui looked at Yukiki Amano, who was running towards him, and looked over Yukiki Amano's head to the person behind him.

A girl with long pink hair that flutters slowly in the wind is still smiling at the moment. Her eyes never left Yukiki Amano, who was running in front of her. Even if Amano Yukiki stopped in front of him, this girl called my wife Yuno still looked at Amano Yukiki with attachment in her eyes.

Yukiki Amano's almost morbid lover, who has the 2nd Yukiki's diary that records Yukiki Amano's future, Yuno my wife.

The cigarette butt in his mouth suddenly went out, and was ruthlessly thrown to the ground by Keigo Raisu. He silently looked at the two people in front of him, these two people were the two people who were asked by Liu Mengchao when he was at the Sakurami TV Tower that night.

Bring Yukiki Amano and Yuno my wife to the Mimeka Church today. No one is in contact with him, and no one is spying on him, but Keigo Rasu has no choice at this point.

As long as there is a one percent possibility, he can't give up the hope of rescuing his son and the expectation of rescuing his son from Liu Mengchao's hands.

He didn't dare to overstep in the slightest, and smiled perfunctorily at Yukiki Amano like a robot, then opened the car door and motioned for the two of them to sit in his car.

The car keys turned violently, and the motor began to roar of its own. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator with his right foot, the car roared in the direction of the Mimekata Church.

The scenery on the side of the road flew by in the rearview mirror, and there was only a vague figure, reflected in the eyes of Keigo Rasu.

A small child is sitting on a swing and laughing.

"I'll get you out, Kana!"

With his right foot pushing harder, the car whizzed towards where it needed to go, and then sped off.

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