I write obituaries for the gods

He must take full responsibility.

"..."

Lin Chen briefly inspected the contents of the plastic bag: a small leather bag, a mobile phone, and an electronic children's watch, all covered in water stains.

He took out Huihui's phone, intending to wipe away the water stains with a tissue, but unexpectedly unlocked the phone's dimmed screen.

He discovered that the phone screen was not locked.

The phone was recording video continuously.

"...!"

Lin Chen paused for a moment, then pressed the end recording button.

He looked up, glanced around, and his heart pounded faster.

Huihui recorded a video, and the truth... is hidden in this video!

"..."

Lin Chen got up as if nothing had happened, went to the restroom, found a private stall, and locked the door.

He took out his earphones, connected them to Huihui's phone, and held his breath...

Then I pressed the video play button.

"Qingtian! It's Qingtian! Mom and Dad! Qingtian has come to save us!"

In the shaky footage, Huihui is filming out the car window: the vehicle is currently on the edge of the bridge collapse, and amidst the torrential rain and dust, a blurry shadow moves rapidly, pushing back cars that are about to slide into the abyss.

Lin Chen immediately understood why Huihui was filming the video: because she had met her idol!

In her moment of crisis, the hero she had admired for a long time suddenly appeared to save her from danger, which made the little girl overjoyed and also gave her courage amidst her fear.

"A demigod from the Foundation...? So fast..."

"Honey! We're about to fall!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

With a violent jolt, the phone screen shook, then suddenly stabilized.

"Oh!"

In the blurry footage, Lin Chen saw Qingtian outside the car window: he was suspended in the rain, with the sea behind him perpendicular to his field of vision.

Clearly, he managed to grab Huihui's family's vehicle at the last second.

"Qingtian!" Huihui cried out, "Save me! Save me!"

"Shut up, you little slut!"

Her response was nothing but harsh curses.

In the blurry footage, Lin Chen saw Qingtian smash the car window, his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious) lower half of his face resembling a demon in the rain.

"Look at the camera! Is this okay? Is it good enough? Can it be used as promotional material for this operation?"

"Is that okay? Okay, okay, that's it then. I don't care about his parents anymore, I'm going home! Damn it!"

Then, Lin Chen saw a large hand getting closer and closer, heard Huihui scream, and the camera began to shake violently:

"Aaaaaah! No! Daddy! Mommy!"

"Megumi! Megumi!"

"Shut up, you're so noisy! Or I'll throw you down with me!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

With the camera shaking, a private car is slowly plunging into an abyss, while the camera itself flies higher and higher.

The screen suddenly went black, clearly because Huihui had put her phone in her pocket. At the same time, a muffled sound came from outside the pocket:

"You little slut, don't utter a single word when you get down there, or I'll throw you and your parents down with you, hehehe... Just be a quiet model for my photoshoot, and I'll spare your dog's life..."

"..."

In the toilet stall, Lin Chen's mind went completely blank.

Huihui is a smart child. After putting her phone in her pocket, she didn't take it out again, leaving behind this video.

But Lin Chen never expected the truth to be like this.

Demigod...the hero who protects the Rain City...

The reason he didn't save Huihui's parents...was it simply because he was about to leave work?

And was Huihui saved simply because her image was suitable for promotional images for the operation?

Suddenly, the words of the section chief from the Investigation Bureau rang out once more:

"The foundation's approval rating is going to rise now. A hero holding a young girl is the perfect scene for a newspaper headline."

Is this a disaster relief operation or just a publicity stunt?

If it was all a publicity stunt, then the bridge collapse...

Is it also related to them?

Amidst a multitude of thoughts, the faces of the landlord and his wife flashed before Lin Chen's eyes, followed by their screams as they fell.

"......"

In the restroom, Lin Chen's hands clenched tighter and tighter.

He gritted his teeth as he listened to Jiang Zhengge's voice coming through his earpiece: he was asking Huihui for a relative's phone number, and Huihui sobbed as she gave him Lin Chen's number.

"He...he is...my brother...Lin Chen..."

"Brother? Are there any older relatives?"

"Waaah... I... I only have his phone number left..."

.....

Chapter 4 Mirage City

That day, Lin Chen destroyed Huihui's phone in the toilet, flushing all the parts down the drain.

His intuition was correct: not long after he returned to the corridor, two foundation clerks in suits found him.

“We are investigating traces of subspace contamination at the scene, and as the primary victim, we need to take Ms. Huihui’s personal belongings back for testing.”

Lin Chen didn't speak, but simply nodded and took Huihui's electronic children's watch and small purse out of the plastic bag.

Before handing over the small purse, Lin Chen opened the inner compartment and took out the photo from inside.

In the photo, Huihui and her family are smiling sweetly.

......

"Are you full?"

"Brother, I'm not hungry."

Looking at Huihui's blank expression, Lin Chen sighed softly.

Since the day he brought Huihui home, Lin Chen rarely heard her speak. Most of the time, she sat on the balcony, staring blankly at the rain outside the security window.

After Huihui's family moved to Yudu, they lost contact with their relatives. The Investigation Bureau is currently helping to contact her relatives to see if anyone is willing to adopt her.

If not, her final destination will be an orphanage.

Lin Chen knew that he could not become Huihui's guardian. He was just a college student who had just graduated, and at the end of the day, he was just an inexperienced child.

All he could do was try his best to protect Huihui.

Lin Chen reached out and ruffled her hair:

"Take a nap this afternoon. Looking at your eyes, you didn't sleep much again last night, did you? I have to run some orders today, so have the extra lunch I brought. If I'm not back tonight, go find Brother Hao, okay?"

"it is good."

Huihui got up and walked towards her bedroom.

At the bedroom door, the little girl suddenly turned around and whispered:

"Brother, stop investigating. You need to protect yourself..."

Lin Chen turned his head, and when he saw Huihui's red eyes, his fists clenched slightly.

But he could only give Huihui a bitter smile:

"Okay...I understand. You should get some rest..."

After watching Huihui enter the room, Lin Chen got up, left Huihui's house, and went into his own small rented room.

The curtains in the rented room were drawn tightly, making the whole room dark. Lin Chen walked straight into the bedroom, lifted the mattress, and took out the revolver shotgun hidden underneath.

He took out the steamed bun that Brother Hao had given him, and while taking a bite, he gently stroked the gold-plated patterns on the shotgun with his hand.

"You need to take good care of yourself..."

Lin Chen chuckled self-deprecatingly and closed his eyes.

Yes, he was just an ordinary man, and a single drop of rain from the times could crush him.

But if they don't resist, after the commendation ceremony at 3:30 pm, he and Huihui will begin their life countdown.

......

On the day of the incident, after Lin Chen took Huihui home, one thought kept lingering in his mind.

If the foundation investigated Megumin, does that mean they've been monitoring her all along?

Will they find out that Huihui recorded a video? Even if Lin Chen destroyed Huihui's phone, what about before that?

Since these items were given to Lin Chen as personal belongings, a report must have been left behind.

The things Huihui photographed were too sensitive; if they were leaked, the foundation's image would be completely ruined.

In other words, the fact that the foundation has maintained a positive and righteous image over the years means that it must have spent a lot of resources on public opinion control.

Huihui, a little girl, became their breakthrough point?

Would they allow something so foolish to ruin the foundation's empire?

Lin Chen grew increasingly terrified as he thought about it. He knew that the foundation would not let Huihui off easily.

After much thought, he could only think of one person he could ask for help.

"..."

So, the next day, Lin Chen rode his electric bike to the entrance of the Yudu Anomaly Investigation Bureau.

Then, unsurprisingly, I was turned away at the door.

"Section Chief Jiang? He's on a mission. Is there anything I can help you with? I can leave him a message for you."

"I want to request asylum."

In the lobby of the Investigation Bureau, Lin Chen stared intently into the eyes of the receptionist and said, word by word:

"Someone wants to harm my sister."

Seeing Lin Chen's serious demeanor, the receptionist put down her thermos.

“Young man, this is the Bureau of Abnormal Investigations,” he said calmly. “You’ll have to go to the police station for this kind of thing.”

“I am a relative of a survivor of the Iron Horn Bridge and I know Section Chief Jiang,” Lin Chen said, still unwilling to give up. “Please help me, I need to see him.”

"Then leave your name here, and I'll tell him when he gets back." The receptionist pushed a form towards Lin Chen.

"Can't you help me get in touch with them?"

"Have you ever seen anyone leave their phone ringing while on a mission? If they're in stealth mode, that would be a disaster. Alright, young man, fill out the form."

Seeing that there was really no room for maneuver, Lin Chen's heart sank, and he had no choice but to pick up his pen.

Just as he was about to fill out the form, a soft voice called out from behind him:

"Are you looking for Section Chief Jiang? What can I do for you?"

Lin Chen turned his head and saw a girl standing behind him, looking at him curiously.

Her attire was peculiar: she wore a school uniform shirt, vest, and plaid skirt underneath, but a black trench coat over it, making her look like a fledgling bird wrapped in heavy black feathers.