Knight of the Light

The shadow under the street lamp is lonely, and the people under the street lamp are rotten.

At about three or four in the morning, Zhou Qingfeng appeared on his way home.

but

I can't go home.

After staying in the other world for more than a month, Zhou Qingfeng lost all his identity documents. He even changed his body, his image changed greatly. No one knows this keyboard coolie now, he looks worse than a beggar.

Life goes another way.

Fortunately, the world of swords and magic also changed Zhou Qingfeng. His level is still there, his skills are still there, and even the pair of speed boots under his feet is still too bad. There is nothing good in the Black Forest.

But it doesn't matter, Zhou Qingfeng doesn't care much about wearing now. He came back for the trade of soul crystals and succubus, which seemed to be worth doing. But the bad guys in the other world are too fierce, and the high-quality soul crystal is not easy to get rid of.

The soul of the ordinary poor does have it, but the quality is too low. And the population is a flaw, even if the number of gray crystals is limited.

Besides, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't do such a thing by killing innocent people for profit. Playing with and trusting his dependents like Cyric was beyond his moral bottom line, but it was different in Zhou Qingfeng's original time and space.

Even in a stable and harmonious society, there are many bad people.

There is a saying called ‘Go for the sky, cut off the evil’.

Zhou Qingfeng believes that he can make due obligations to purify the social environment. I will be the justice in the dark, the blood in the cold, the legend in the ordinary. I am the nemesis of evil, the hope of humanity, and the future of civilization.

I will be omnipotent, do everything, and be omnipotent. I will stand up for the people who have been wronged, I will let the wicked and scumbags be scared, and I will fill the world with love and peace.

In the process of martial arts, I still collect a few evil souls for waste utilization, isn't it excessive? Is it reasonable to stir a few hearts during the weak hours?

Hahaha, thinking of the happy place, Zhou Qingfeng laughed loudly, and his voice shook wildly.

Inexplicably, a patrol electric police car drove down the road. The two policemen in the car turned their heads and stared at the streetlight. There was a tattered second-handed teenager laughing wildly. They talk to each other

Who is this child who has been lost for many years?

Or is the door of the mental hospital in the city closed?

"Lady"

The driving policeman shouted, and shouted Zhou Moufeng, the captor. Three eyes looked at each other, and the atmosphere was awkward.

Uncle Zhou didn't expect to say anything, just a bun. The two policemen got out of the car and walked around, feeling sorry for me when they approached. It's rare to see people wearing such tattered clothes these days. Beggars are better than this!

The fabrics of the other world are too expensive. Even if you are expensive as 'Chairman', Uncle Zhou has no good clothes to wear. The full set of clothes on him is thick and heavy, with patches of gray patches patched on top of each other.

The Black Forest was bitterly cold, and Zhou Qingfeng wore various shabby clothes to keep warm. But the real world is summer, even at night, it's very hot. Fools wear it so thick.

At first glance, both police believed that the kid should not be a thief. But considering the laughter he had just gone crazy, the possibility of severe disability in his brain could not be ruled out.

Too miserable, such a handsome young man, who should have been flattered by his parents, enjoyed the warmth of the family, and cared for the society, but is now living on the streets, confused.

Very sympathetic!

"Lady, what's your name?" Uncle Police's voice was very gentle. The older one still crouched down, ready to talk to the second force teenager.

"Zhou Qingfeng," the young man answered blankly.

The two police officers smiled at each other too well, remembering their names, the brain damage is not too serious.

"Where is it?"

"It's Tianyang City."

"Who else is there at home?"

"I live alone."

"In the middle of the night, why are you alone? Where is your family? Uncle helps you go home, OK? How about your parents? How much do they call? Make a call and give them peace of mind.

The gentler the police uncle, the uncomfortable Uncle Zhou is. He scratched his buttocks and said entangledly, "Comrade Police, I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me.

Social order is now very good, and surveillance is everywhere. It's safe in the middle of the night. You guys are busy, I can go home by myself. thank you very much! "

After talking about Zhou Qingfeng, he left. Neither police stopped him. A person drives a battery car, walks with him alone, and chats with each other. The beautiful name is ‘It ’s dark, I ’m afraid you ’re in trouble’.

Uncle Zhou wanted to cry, and whispered, "I'm not a beautiful teenage girl. What can I do?"

The uncle of the police said earnestly: "Well, young people are too naive without experience. Now there are many perverts, and boys need to know how to take care of themselves."

Zhou Qingfeng's face was bitter, he was going to vomit blood!

This can't rush, but can't escape. The roads are all monitored at night, and ‘shadow hiding’ is not useful under bright street lights. Zhou Qingfeng could only pull his head and dejectedly comprehend the two police officers downstairs in the apartment where he lived.

but

No card, no keys, no identification, the apartment security denied that the boy's home was here.

The two policemen's uncles showed the expression of "I knew it so well" and continued to gently persuade, "Xiao Zhou, why don't you go back to the police station with your uncle? We help you go home and find your family."

Zhou Qingfeng is going to cry!

I only have a 24 hour stay. Now I am anxious to find a few scumbags and villains to collect the soul. How can I go to the police station with my uncle?

Zhou Qingfeng was unhappy, and the police comrades couldn't let him go. Half pull and half persuaded him to take him to a battery police car, and went all the way back to the police station in the neighbourhood. Considering the powerful police force of a harmonious society, Uncle Zhou could only follow.

The police station was brightly lit, and Zhou Qingfeng was placed on a bench. The uncle of the police also poured him a glass of water, got two apples, and then tried to adjust the road monitoring to find out where he came from.

It turned out that the teenager ran out of a dark corner. As for where he was before, no one could tell his identity, origin, family status, social relations, Zhou Qingfeng was all supportive and could not say.

Police comrades have patience. First confirm that the teenager is not a petty thief, then take a picture of him, engage in face recognition, upload it to multiple databases, check whether he is missing, and trace his origins.

The database search is naturally empty, and it is very scratching.

but

It was almost dawning, and Zhou Qingfeng again asked himself to leave. But a group of people carrying video cameras outside the police station led a female reporter to interview the director first to understand the situation.

"About three in the morning, our comrade met this boy while patrolling Huafu Road. He was in a bad state of mind at the time, and knew nothing but his own name. Judging from his dress, he had been wandering for a long time. a period of time.

It is worth rejoicing that the child is sober-minded, speaks fluently, and is in good physical condition. To help him find his loved ones, we checked the road monitoring and network database, but unfortunately there were not many clues. Now we can only hope to use social forces.

At present, we have asked the community street office for help, and will arrange a professional to provide him with psychological counseling, so that he can return to normal life as soon as possible. I also hope that people with clues can contact us as soon as possible. "

The director talked in front of the camera, and the female reporter holding a microphone nodded again and again. Several community workers rushed over early in the morning and expressed their efforts to help the lost teenagers return to their families and feel the superiority of socialism.

Uncle Zhou was beside him, stunned!