My life can't be a harem game!

"I'm going to have a heart attack."

Facts have proved that in the city of District 13, only a very small number of people are educated and cultured, and most of them own cars. They did not argue with those guys who showed up to curse at them while sitting in the car, but directly called the city transportation department to complain. Although the car is indeed a public car, but God knows how high the risk factor is if it is messed up like this, they must complain!

At the same time, inside the car that was sprinting forward from the red landing space, there were cries that were even more intense than the shouting outside.

"Commissioner, you are speeding! You are speeding!"

"Commander, don't turn so fast, or the car will flip over."

"Director, this is not a road, we can't go here..."

This kind of sound was incessant, which was why she drove so fast. In fact, when she just started to rush to the destination, the voice called Aritomo Aoi never stopped talking, and kept reporting the violations and irregularities she had committed along the way.

A large number of violations were quite effective. From the departure to the recorded scene at the destination, the entire time took less than fifteen minutes. After opening the door, You Pengkui was the first to walk into the building with his pistol in hand. About ten minutes after entering, he found the interior of the victim's room that Lu Fengxian had originally told him about. He clearly heard the sound of the little boy being beaten and his low sobs.

"This is it!" Unable to restrain her inner joy and excitement, Aritomo Aoi said to the female director following behind her without any respect for her age. Then she slammed her body against the door panel, but before she could retreat, the seemingly hard door was opened directly, and the scene in the house came into her eyes. Her violently beating heart stopped instantly...

A table, a TV, and an old-fashioned black cell phone.

"What is going on here!" You Pengkui's face turned ugly. Did that bastard play a trick on him? Whether it was the interior or other aspects, this place was different from what he had dreamed of. It was definitely not the place where the boy lived.

"Drip drip."

Coincidentally, at the same time as she was talking, the old black cell phone that was placed on the table with the TV rang.

With one big step, he came to the table, picked up the phone, and answered -

"Hey!"

"I've called many times. Does the fact that I was able to get through this time mean that you've arrived at the place I mentioned?"

"You guy..."

The voice coming from the old-fashioned mobile phone made her even more angry. Although Aritomo Aoi couldn't guess the details, she was absolutely aware that all this was premeditated.

"Instead of being annoyed, you should take a closer look at what's being broadcast on TV."

"Content?" You Pengkui was a little confused. When he looked at the huge LCD TV, he was stunned. Cold sweat fell from his head. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you later."

The other party's calm yet somewhat indifferent voice made Aritomo Aoi even more angry, but on the other hand, it also made her realize who was truly in control of all this. She originally thought that it was someone else who was ordering her around, but now it seems that was not the case.

So what is playing on the screen?

The answer was a not very big rental house, which was pitch black. On the floor, a boy was holding a rag and wiping the dirt off the floor. Judging from his trembling body, the boy was very tired at this moment.

"Don't worry, do you know what's going on?"

"I know, and I know it better than you do. He is only eight years old. His name is Yuunosuke. He lives in Room 438 on the eighth floor of Heian Apartment on Heian Street. By the way, you don't have to think about such a stupid idea as rushing there. It's fifteen kilometers away and you definitely won't be able to make it in time..."

Too late?

The following scene appeared on the LCD screen: a sleazy man with a mustache walked into the room with a fashionable woman.

"You lied to me, you have a child, scumbag!"

The difference from the highly readable screen is the extremely terrible sound transmission. I can only barely hear this sentence and the sound of a door slamming...

“Didn’t I tell you to get out into the alley? Why are you still here?”

"No, the house cleaning is not finished yet, so I want to come back and clean it first..."

"I'm not happy. Do you know how much time I wasted getting that woman home?"

Loud thunder came from the other side of the screen. It was good that Aritoko could hear it, but it was delayed by more than a second...

"I'll let you experience this discomfort for yourself, you little brat!"

.........

.........

The despairing muffled sound of flesh and the heart-wrenching screams, just like that, the screen showed the ugliest side of this scumbag father.

He didn't have the courage to stop the woman from entering his house, nor did he have the courage to face the hardships and pains of life, but he had the courage and reason to beat the child.

There wasn't much affection, even a child he had raised himself wouldn't necessarily hold back, let alone this thing that was forced into his hands by that sick guy when he was only six years old.

"Scream louder! I usually tell you to be quiet, but scream louder now! The louder you scream, the happier I am. Anyway!" The man looked grimly at the boy who was lying next to the bookshelf, holding his stomach and retching. His face, like that of a bitch like her mother, was really disgusting. "I still have time to throw your body into the trash can!"

These were pure angry words, and anger filled his heart. At this moment, he didn't know that if no one else intervened, these angry words would come true. However, if someone intervened...

That's not necessarily the case...

It is possible to live or to die.

The power that determines all this is now in the hands of Aritomo Aoi.

To be more precise, it is indirectly in her hands.

"I'm telling you, I'm right next to this room right now. As long as I take action, this boy will definitely be rescued. But at the same time, I can also guarantee that if I take action, this man will definitely—"

dead!

The murderous intent was audible even through the phone. My bladder was threatened to the greatest extent and I almost leaked urine...

Through unknown means, he found the boy who was about to be victimized some time ago, and led himself to this place, a place where there was absolutely no way to save the victim... How despicable!

Although no one has been successfully rescued so far, this does not prevent Aritomo Aoi from being vilified. In fact, all human beings are like this. Even if they feel subconsciously that their ideas are wrong, they will still think in a way that is beneficial to themselves.

At this moment, Aritoko is like this...

If you choose to save the child's life, then the adult is doomed to die. You Pengqiu is not naive enough to think that a man who can kill a young girl with his own hands will let a scum go.

Just like a person who slaps a butterfly to death would not mind crushing a cockroach, the former is out of a morbid desire to destroy beauty, while the latter is simply out of disgust...

But the problem is that even if you don’t save the child’s life, under this situation, the child will be beaten to death in three or four minutes, and even if you call the nearest police station, it will not be treated as an emergency, and there is a high possibility that it will become another kind of prank...

The situation is irreversible.

Or, you become a person who watches people in need without helping.

Or, you become the person who pushes others to death.

I can't do this, this kind of choice...

"That's how fate works. It will keep rolling forward even if you don't make a choice. In ten seconds, I will hang up the phone. Whatever is supposed to happen will happen. The decision is in your hands. It depends on your choice."

The sudden words made Aoi scream in disbelief. Before she could even make any other unnecessary reactions, the other party started counting down.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The inner struggle and pain are completely useless, the countdown is approaching.

What should I do? What should I choose? Should I save the child or the scumbag?

"Seven, six, five..."

Arito Kui had already started to sweat a little, and the inner struggle and entanglement made her suffer.

Because of one's words, another person died or something like that...

Absolutely not. In this way, my justice, my justice is not...

"Four, three, two..."

The cold countdown had reached the last few numbers, but Aritomo Aoi was unable to utter a word. His lips were trembling and his face was terribly pale.

The person on the other end of the phone stopped after counting to two, and did not continue to say the number one. He waited for five or six seconds before uttering a faint sigh, with deep helplessness and powerlessness, and filled with hatred for the other person's lack of resistance.

Sadly, Lu Fengxian sighed and knew that he had no right to blame the other party. There was no difference between his situation and hers. He was the worst and most hypocritical person like her.

waste.

"Don't you see? This kid's life is like a small flame in the wind. You are the only one who can save him. Why are you hesitating?" Lu Fengxian closed his eyes and fell on the sofa. Next to him was Ze Zhiyue who was holding the phone.

"You, really can't do it!"

"Even though the value of the benefit is clearly marked in front of you, you still can't make a decision. You clearly want to save the child but you still wait and leave yourself room for thought. You are as bad as me, so bad that you should be in the trash can."

Taking the phone from Ze Zhiyue's hand, Lu Fengxian stood up from the sofa, opened his eyes, and a heart-pounding cold light flashed across them.

"In the final analysis, you are just intoxicated by yourself because you are constantly helping others and working hard." Lu Fengxian laughed sarcastically, "Other people's lives are secondary to this kind of self-intoxication. It's really a powerless justice."

The words pierced Aoi's heart like a knife, causing her to open her mouth and scream "No", trying to deny the "self-indulgence" that this person was talking about.

"Someone like you can't be my partner, my teammate. Now I won't force you to do anything."

Lu Fengxian's voice suddenly became softer, and finally...

"Leave the rest to me. That man won't die... well, just won't die."

puff.

Then there was a loud sound of water, and a beep sounded from the phone, indicating that the communication was lost.

"Hello, hello!?"

On the TV screen, we can see that the boy curled up in the corner, coughing non-stop, is already dying, while the man stands up slightly panting and curses in a low voice, with his right fist raised, as if he is ready to kill this poor child...

Lightning flashed outside the house, and after a dazzling white light, a man covered in black clothes suddenly appeared in the house. He grabbed the joint of his right arm, making him unable to move. He ignored the panicked gaze of the mustache man in his hand and moved his eyes to the poor boy with bleeding nose and lumps and blood on his face.

"Big brother....."

"Tell me, Yuunosuke Eita, do you want to live or die?"

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ps; Anyway, we need to speed up the progress, otherwise the subscription will drop steadily... [Lolita control who wants to cry but has no tears]

110. Ze Zhiyue's Actions

Blood was oozing out of his nose, and his once pretty eyes were now filled with swelling and reduced to two thin lines. Looking inside from his collar, one could clearly see the miserable injuries.

This is not something a nine-year-old boy should encounter, and it is certainly not something a human being can do.

Aoi chose to remain silent and did not make the choice she should have made.

The child had previously made his own choice and decision, hoping to die and find his mother in heaven.

Logically speaking, there's nothing much to say about this situation. Just treat it as air and let it float by.

However, Lu Fengxian felt unbalanced, unequal, and wrong.

Normal plans go wrong, but to really watch someone die...

Although Lu Fengxian is kind, he is not a great sage who would meddle in everyone's business. Just as he said a long time ago, the range of human vision is too small, as small as only four centimeters. If you want to see something bigger, you are powerless.

So he only sees what he can see...

"According to the plan, if we fail this time, we can come back next time. The death notice notebook in her room has five cameras. Watching others die this time will help her get better with this mild mental illness. If you do it a few more times and get rid of her mild symptom of self-righteousness, it should be possible for you to cooperate with her."

If someone else said this, Lu Fengxian would not have believed it, but if Ze Zhiyue said it, he had to believe it. Human beings born in this world must suffer many inequalities, and even the concept of talent has existed since they appeared in the world.

An absolute medical genius, he is only in high school, but he holds a doctorate-level medical certificate and is connected with several hospitals in the city. Even though he is tied to the largest one, he still holds titles like honorary consultant in other places.

Such people speculate that Aritomo's behavior is influenced by mental illness, which is almost certain...

but......

So what even if what Ze Zhiyue said is true?

So what if that idiot's current low IQ is entirely due to mental illness?

Now the only thing I'm thinking about is...

"Tell me, Yuunosuke Eita, do you want to live or die?" Lu Fengxian repeated this sentence again. Maybe it was an illusion. Now looking at this bruised and swollen boy, he was just like himself a few years ago. He kept escaping from reality and was beaten all over by life. After struggling hard in vain, he chose to give up and lived like a walking corpse. Only when it was a matter of life and death would he really come to his senses and realize that the situation was irreversible.

It really is like myself. I was like this before I knew the pain of the future, and when it really came, I was so sad and at a loss.

"Hey, you don't look like a staff member of the Juvenile Detention Center. You will be arrested and sent to jail for illegal trespassing!" The man shouted angrily, trying his best to break free from Lu Fengxian's hands. If it was really the so-called Juvenile Detention Center, it would be easy to deal with. Just find some excuses or send some things over and it would be solved. If not, it would be even simpler. He would retreat after a threat, right?

"For the last time, do you want to live or die?" Lu Fengxian said hoarsely, not even in the mood to look out of the corner of his eye.

There was no wailing or screaming, nor did he fall into despair because of the pain and numbness in his body. The boy who was forced into a desperate situation by his father sat quietly on the ground, looking at the man who helped him for the second time today with his narrow eyes that were covered with bruises and bumps. It was impossible to see his expression clearly on his face that was covered with bruises and bumps.

"How dare you ignore me?" The man standing aside found that he was ignored. A rush of blood rushed to his head. He mistook this guy who suddenly appeared for the boy next to him. He clenched his right fist and directly took him as the target of attack, swinging his fist at him.

"I want to live!"

"Nice answer!"