Chapter Forty-Nine: A Touching Singing
Speechless all night.
The spring breeze in the morning was a little cool, and Qing Ze was wearing a light blue jacket with a white zipper all the way to his neck, covering up the short T-shirt inside, white sweatpants underneath, and a pair of pure white sneakers.
He likes to wear white sneakers and is not afraid of getting dirty.
Anyway, when I went home, Chiyo Morimoto helped clean up.
Aosawa stepped on the morning breeze to Ikebukuro West Exit Park, not so much looking for a new target, but also using his superpowers while walking.
Time pause is no more superpower than before, and it is undoubtedly the strongest superpower he currently has.
In the world of time-stop, no one can find out what he has done, if he wants to, he can stop two streets away and trot all the way to the Prime Minister's official residence.
Kill all the people inside.
Even if it causes a global sensation, no one will find out anything about him afterwards.
The superpower of time stop is so awesome.
But Qing Ze didn't plan to do that, assassination alone couldn't change the situation of a country.
Not to mention, the country is secretly dominated by another, more powerful country.
As long as the United States secretly exerts its influence on Japan, kills this group of moths, and replaces them with a new group of moths, Japan will not have any hope of moving to the left-wing road.
Qing Ze is also not interested in changing the country.
He just wants to use his superpowers to eliminate people who don't like him, and enjoy the pleasure of being unscrupulous and destroying evil.
Aosawa thought about today's route in his mind, his hands in his pockets, and people walked casually in the square of Ikebukuro West Exit Park, and at seven o'clock, there were many people sitting here.
The free curved wooden benches in the square are narrow, ensuring that people cannot sit for long periods of time.
For comfort, one has to go to a coffee shop and order a cup of coffee to drink slowly.
Qing Ze looked at the young men and women in front of him, and also saw the girl sitting alone in the corner in the crowd, she closed her eyes, played a somewhat old guitar, and sang a song in her mouth.
The slightly hoarse singing voice drifted in the morning breeze, a little familiar, as if it was a recent popular song.
Qing Ze frowned slightly, unable to remember the name of this popular song.
He didn't have much interest in music.
But this time, his heart, which had never been touched by music, suddenly moved.
Perhaps there is a noisy crowd as a backdrop, which makes the girl sitting alone in the corner particularly conspicuous, like a kitten waiting for the owner in a cardboard box on a rainy night.
The feeling of loneliness and helplessness that does not match the surrounding scenery seems to be a magnet of the opposite sex that attracts him to the girl.
The girl noticed that someone was approaching, and sang harder and harder.
Her voice resembles a tobacco and alcohol voice, with a little hoarseness, which is suitable for singing melancholy songs, but the guitar tunes she plays are light.
It's also a light song.
For Japanese people who like to mourn themselves, such songs will not be popular with the general public.
Aosawa listened quietly.
The end of the song.
He applauded, took out two thousand-dollar bills from his pocket and put them in the iron box in front of the girl, and said with a smile: "You sing very well." ”
Hearing his encouragement, the girl smiled shyly and said softly, "Thank you, you were the first to say this to me." ”
Her skin is not as snow-white as the beauty of the Phoenix Courtyard, but a little sickly, unhealthy pale, her facial features are not good-looking, nor ugly, she belongs to a very ordinary girl's face.
can be lost in the crowd, but people can still recognize her at a glance, and her sickly temperament like willow in the wind is too eye-catching, and it is easy for people to have a desire to protect her.
Qing Ze glanced at her and said with some curiosity: "Why don't you open your eyes and sing?" ”
The girl hesitated slightly, but replied truthfully: "I am blind, and I am afraid that I will be frightened by opening my eyes. ”
What a fucking damn one!
Qing Ze secretly cursed himself in his heart, took out two thousand-yuan bills and put them in the box, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I don't know about this matter." ”
"It's okay, I'm used to the dark."
The girl did not give up on herself because she was blind, and said with a smile: "Sir, you are really a good person.
When others hear that I am blind, their tone will be mixed with a hint of pity, rather than simply feeling guilty for what they just said, as is the case with Mr. ”
"My name is Qing Ze, I'm not a gentleman, I'm about the same age as you, you should be in high school."
"My name is Hibiki Sumiko, sixteen years old, and I've dropped out of high school."
Her words hit Qing Ze's heart again.
Maybe Hibiki Sumiko doesn't care about those things, but Aosawa cares a lot about always revealing other people's scars.
"I'm sorry."
"Hehe, after knowing you for a while, you have already said sorry to me twice in a row.
Should I call you sorry sir? ”
Hibiki Sumiko has a good mentality, and even has time to joke with him.
Qing Ze took a deep breath, thought about it, and still asked, "You are singing at a stall outside, don't your parents know?" ”
"I only have my mother."
When it comes to the topic of family, a trace of loneliness flashed on Hibiki Sumiko's face, and there are many things in her heart that she wants to confide in, but she has no one to confide in.
She doesn't have friends of the same age.
Today, it is rare to meet someone who is willing to listen to herself, and after a little hesitation, she can't help but want to say a few more words from her heart.
"I was either blind, but when I was returning home from a part-time job in February, I was hit by a car that ran a red light, and the other party hit and run, and my mother borrowed a lot of money from a loan shark to save me.
I survived, but I was blind, and the doctors said there would be no chance of recovery.
The family's financial situation has also become very poor, and I want to do my best to help my mother pay off a little debt. ”
Hibiki Sumiko took a deep breath and controlled herself not to cry, crying in front of outsiders, that would be too inferior.
Qing Ze was silent for a while, and the killing intent churned in his heart.
There are so many injustices in the world.
"Don't you have any impression of the perpetrator?"
Hibiki Sumiko was stunned, not sure why he asked this, but he still answered truthfully: "I just remember that it was a bright red sports car rushing towards me at high speed, and there was no license plate."
The police said there was little chance of being found. ”
"Yes, do you know which money lender my aunt borrowed from?"
"Ikebukuro's Konishi Financial Corporation."
"Oh, don't worry, everything will be fine."
Aosawa rubbed her head, such an intimate action made Hibiki Sumiko's body subconsciously a little tense, and when she found out that he had no malicious intent, her body became relaxed, and said with a smile: "I hope so." ”
"Definitely."
Qing Ze replied in the affirmative, mentally sure who the next target would be.
Konishi Financial Corporation.
If the perpetrator can't be found for the time being, he wants to help Hibiki Sumiko get through the difficulty, but the only way to do it is to end the company that lends money.
There is a good saying, people die and debts are eliminated.