I went to him with the determination to die together.

There was neither fear nor anger. It's a bit of a pity, but it's also helpless. It is not okay for a person like me not to receive retribution, and if the form of retribution is "death in the fight against the murderer", it is also retribution in my heart. I would see it as the best ending and accept it.

If you want to say that there are still regrets, it is that the old bone in front of you is not very "qualified". It's also quite evil when it comes to evil, and from the perspective of ordinary people, this person is also extremely evil, but if I can't even compare to myself, I feel that something is wrong. But now I can't fight anyone stronger than him, and if I drag it out, I'll have less strength to fight in the future.

I've described my last remaining strength as ashes with residual warmth, and I think it's the right thing to do. Over time, the residual temperature decreases, and eventually the ashes become cold. In other words, it's not that I save money, the only remaining strength will always be waiting for me to use.

So I don't have to pick and choose, I'll use it all up here.

I don't know what cruel things you've been done to me before, but go to hell with me today.

Old Bone's gaze met mine, and he took a step back again, the muscles of his face twisting more and more. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and took a strong step towards me, and I thought he was finally going to attack.

But just as I was about to parry, he suddenly turned around and ran away.

Ran away...... I unexpectedly looked at his back and was about to catch up, but I couldn't lift my strength and almost fell to the ground. Probably because the power of the bone weapon before took away too much of my physical strength.

Why did he run away? Isn't he seeking revenge on me?

Could it be that I'm scared until now? Or do you have something else in mind?

I felt like I had to sit down against the wall first. After I relaxed, I felt that the pain of the fractured left arm, which I had deliberately ignored before, exploded, and I was sweating a little so much that I simply wanted to lie on the ground. But the ground is a little dirty, so forget it. But it still hurts.

If other people who know me see it, they may be dumbfounded, is the demon Li Duo so embarrassed just with a broken arm? This kind of injury is just a bruise compared to the injuries that Majin Li Duo has suffered in the past, right? But it can't be helped, if those who have broken bones accidentally hit the table leg with their toes at home, or walk without paying attention to stepping on Lego bricks with their bare feet, will they not be able to change their faces? You will still cry out in pain, but you have to pretend in front of outsiders.

It didn't take long for a sound like thunder to be heard in the distance. As soon as I heard it, I saw a flash of lightning at the corner of the dark alley, and a blue bird wearing a black law enforcement uniform appeared in front of me.

As soon as she saw me sitting on the ground, she hurriedly asked, "Li Duo, are you okay?" ”

It looked like she was worried about me, and that made me happy. But why would she have good intentions for a murderer like me? That's something I've never figured out.

"I'm fine." I quickly gathered my expression and stood up, so as not to damage the brand image of the demon Li Duo.

It's sad to say, but notoriety is also a name for men, and even someone like me who is haunted by my past has a reflexive instinct to preserve. To put it bluntly, I don't want others to look down on me, especially I don't want the blue bird to look down on me.

"That's good...... No, don't you have all broken arms! ”

"This injury is just a scrape for me."

What nonsense am I talking about.

"What are you talking nonsense?" She was dumbfounded, and then asked unusually quickly, "What did you encounter?" Just now I received a message from the Security Bureau, saying that you used the alarm function of the positioning bracelet. ”

"Wait...... If you speak slowly, I'm almost unable to hear clearly. I reminded.

The speed of her consciousness and perception should be far beyond that of ordinary people, and if she doesn't pay attention, the speed of speech will become very fast and fast.

"Ah...... I'm sorry. She hurriedly took control, "That'...... What about my question? ”

I honestly replied, "I met the old bones." ”

"Old Bone ......," her face changed slightly, "where did he go?" ”

I pointed in the direction, "However, he has been running away for more than a minute, and it is too late to chase now." "With the movement of a warlock and the complex terrain of the city, I don't know where to run for more than a minute.

But the blue bird still took out his mobile phone, let alone notify a few people to search nearby, and then looked at me, "Come back to the bureau with me for treatment first." ”

"Okay......" I agreed, looking at her black law enforcement uniform again, "Did you go and change your clothes before?" ”

"This? I conjured up this uniform with props. As she spoke, she took off the top button of her black dress.

The black clothes suddenly turned light cyan, and then disintegrated into countless tiny cyan currents and vanished, revealing her private clothes, only the button remained in the palm of her hand.

"Alright, the transformation is lifted." She said.

also "transformed" ...... Where did this person come from? As I was speechless at this thought, she was also observing me, "You don't just seem to have broken bones, I feel the curse...... Is it made of old bone? Just in case I go for a medical check-up again, there is ......"

She chattered as she came over to help me.

After that, she and I took a car to the security bureau and told her the details on the way.

"I see...... I was chasing him before, but he used a clone spell to lure him away. Calculate the time, it will be about the same time as I will destroy his doppelganger. If he escapes any later, I'll get caught. "It's really a guy who's pretty good at escaping, so it's no wonder he hasn't been caught for so long." ”

In other words, he may not have fled because he was afraid of me, but realized that the blue bird was going to chase after him?

"If he's going to target me, why don't you use me as bait?" I proposed.

"You're saying that again......" she shook her head, "it's useless, according to his previous mode of action, he will flee from Liucheng to avoid the limelight after that." ”

"It's a shame."

"Nothing to regret. If he stays in Liucheng any longer, won't you be in danger? She said.

That's where I regret it. If I have the opportunity to break it off as soon as possible, I will at least have the strength to fight.

Moreover, I also fantasized that if the battle with him was not ended or lost, but won, would I have the opportunity to join the Security Service with this qualification? The other party is an extremely heinous criminal who has repeatedly attacked people related to the Security Service and their families, and it will definitely be a great achievement if they are taken down. Furthermore, as long as I join the Security Bureau, I will also have the opportunity to learn secret knowledge and become a real warlock.

The so-called secret knowledge, broadly speaking, refers to all the "hidden knowledge" in this world; In a narrower sense, it refers to the knowledge that describes and manipulates the power of spirituality. Generally speaking, it is enough to take a narrow understanding. Once I have the knowledge to manipulate spiritual powers, maybe I'll be able to regain my strength to the point where I can fight. Even though I understand that the practice of a warlock is very arduous and takes a long time, it is still a struggle.

But if you want to join the Security Bureau, it's probably not that simple. Although law enforcement warlocks have no sense of existence in secular society, they are also state civil servants, and they are also extremely special, and they must have quite strict political scrutiny. If a serial killer like me becomes a serious "law enforcement" warlock, it will be a great disapproval. It's like if I heard in my dream that the Witcher had joined the Witcher Division, I would have thought that the head of the Witcher Division had a siren blade in his head.

If you just want to get secret knowledge, there may be other ways. For example, if I can capture the old bones in private, I can torture him and dig out his mind how he practiced to become a warlock. But the old bone doesn't know where to run, and even if he finds it, he may not be able to catch it, he is already very good at escaping.

What do you have to do to complete your last obsession?

After the treatment and spell removal at the Security Bureau, as well as a full medical examination, I said goodbye to the blue bird and returned to my temporary accommodation.

The temporary accommodation is located in an old apartment on the edge of the city, which is in decent living conditions, with a separate bathroom and kitchen.

After these two days, I still haven't seen my parents, and I don't know how to explain my five-year disappearance after I met.

I never had a good relationship with my parents. Moreover, if I complain, I might be said to be wolf-hearted. They are not good parents.

I also summarized the experience of their marriage from relatives in the past. When they were young, they seemed to be singles, looking at marriage and offspring with an extremely negative view, but in the end, they couldn't withstand the pressure of their parents, and they got married and had children. And for this kind of makeshift marriage and me, they can't talk about love and hate, but more to maintain with a warm-hearted obligatory attitude.

They often come home late, sometimes they really work late, more often they go to play cards or mahjong, and often they are alone at home when I go to sleep. I vaguely remember that there was a nanny in the past, and I haven't appeared since I was able to take care of myself. At that time, I would occasionally have nightmares, and although my parents never said anything like "I'll throw you away if you don't obey again", I often dreamed that they moved without saying hello and left me alone.

But what made me even more impressed was that I was alone in a dark bedroom, so afraid of ghosts that I didn't even dare to sleep. At that time, I was really afraid of the dark and ghosts, because I had been criticized for turning on the lights all night before, so I didn't dare to turn on the lights indiscriminately, and then I thought that they probably didn't care about the electricity bill, but they were just casually criticized according to the social virtues of thrift from the standpoint of their parents, and I completely overreacted. After waking up from a nightmare covered in a cold sweat, I consciously redoubled my efforts to study and do housework, hoping to get the attention and praise of my parents, but this effort was also in the wrong direction from the beginning. After that, I endured it to the limit, or more of an adolescent rebellious mentality, and I had a big fight with them, and I was self-righteous and cold. Looking back, it's really immature enough. Many things that I thought were big at the time, but when I grew up and looked back, they were nothing more than small things like sesame seeds.

After that, it was the spring outing in April 17, and I met "it" on the nameless mountain and wandered around......

Late at night, I sat on my bed in my makeshift shelter and reminisced about the past. Unconsciously, my mind was occupied by the figure of "it" again.

Even if it's just the ashes, I want to see "it" again.

What if you just see it? "Turning to ashes and recognizing it" is nothing more than a metaphor. If you put "it" ash together with other ashes, it is impossible to distinguish them from them. Such a gray ......

I lay my body flat on the bed and closed my eyes. After emptying my mind, I occasionally hear a whisper in my ears. In the time I spent with "it", these illusory whispers would also ring in my ears from time to time. I had wishful thinking that it was "it" trying to communicate with me in some kind of mystical way, or that it might be some kind of revelation with mysterious powers, but then all of my thoughts were falsified, and the babble was still lingering for unknown reasons.

With the whispering of my pillow, I fell asleep and had a dream.

A dream about memories of the past.

In the dream, a dim and cramped basement appeared, with the faint light coming in through the crack in the door as the only source of illumination. Struggling to squint your eyes, to be able to catch a ghostly silhouette somewhere in the darkness, that's "it".

It remained silent in the corner of the basement, still with bloodless white skin, a quiet gaze that didn't know what it was thinking. It was like a female ghost crawling out of a deep pool, with the smell of dampness and death, but in that dampness and death, this delicate body was so beautiful that I could smell the subtle sensationalism in it. However, it's just afraid that it doesn't even understand the meaning of sensational love words. This sensationalism does not originate from it, but from my cloudy inner world.

It was the first year I had encountered it, and I was wandering around with it by the hand, and I had a hut with a basement somewhere in a small town out of town. It was in the dim, narrow basement that I put a large, heavy iron collar on it, and bound it in thick iron chains like an animal. Because I was deeply afraid that I would lose it, that it would leave me alone while I was asleep. Even though it never distanced itself from me, I couldn't understand what it was thinking.

However, did I imprison it, or did it imprison me? I couldn't get out of it anymore.

I hugged it tightly like a child afraid of the darkness and buried my face deep in its arms. It also gently hugged my head, but I didn't feel the gentleness and comfort from this movement, maybe I just found a position that I was more comfortable with.

But I still imagined that it was its care for me, and even tried to find some kind of motherhood in it, and slowly closed my eyes.

----

The next day, I saw the bluebird again in the evening.

She's been asking me out for dinner every evening lately, both to find a place to eat dinner and to do her job as an overseer. I was also happy to do this, reporting to her about my life and doing the psychological test questions she gave.

But there's something weird about how she looks today. When I arrived at one of the restaurants she had booked for was known for its delicious steaks, she was sitting in a deep seat looking at a document, looking distraught.