Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Hearing the old people's narration, Sanbuan unfolded the whole story in front of his eyes like a jigsaw puzzle, but even though the picture scroll couldn't be clearer, Sanbuan still felt an indescribable feeling. sense of absurdity.

Is it such a simple or even serious excuse to kill and demonstrate? Since when is human life so cheap.

"Tuduoji killed Mori and the others just to demonstrate to other workers not to think about reducing their working hours, not even for half an hour." The old man who spoke also worked in a factory. Some of them are involuntarily involved in globalization, "My poor Sen."

"..." Sanbu was so angry that he wanted to laugh, absurdly. Although the island country has a strong overtime atmosphere, it is not uncommon to leave work in the middle of the night in big cities, but at least if an employee responds upwards, he should leave work early , will definitely not be brutally killed.

The most is to be fired, and then on the ban list of the same industry, which can be regarded as social death in a modern society.

And this kind of absurd and unbelievable scene happened in the illusion, which is what Muck has experienced.

"As long as we admit that it is an honor killing, we will get a lot of money. Tuduo Ji promised us that the judge will give a lighter sentence."

Then he listened to the narrations of several old people in detail, and said solemnly: "You will be innocent, and Sen and the others will not die in vain."

"And Tuduoji, I will let him get the punishment he deserves."

The old man clasped his hands together, kowtowed and knelt down inside the iron fence, watching the third funeral leave.

The young policeman outside the room was replaced by a fat policeman at some point. In terms of rank, this fat policeman is probably the second in command in the police station after Mook, a real powerful figure.

Seeing 'Muk' coming out of the room where the suspect was held, the expression on Mook's face changed rapidly, as if he was going to get angry, but he finally held back and didn't attack.

As long as you don't have a dull mind, you can understand what Muke is going to do in the room after a little thought, and why there is such a boss with an excessive sense of justice.

After a sudden change in his face, the fat policeman sighed sadly: "My officer, why did you break the casserole and ask the end?"

"You knew it a long time ago? When did you know it?"

"It doesn't matter, sir, it doesn't matter when I found out. The important thing is that the case is clear and we don't have to go on. This is, just, just an honor killing."

The fat policeman seemed to have eaten Coptis chinensis, and he was miserable: "The four girls were murdered by their biological father because of their moral corruption. As long as the case is submitted, the case will be closed immediately. We and the court are already ready to close the case. You have the heart to destroy it." Have you all prepared for such a long feast?"

"This is the truth of the case, is this the method used to solve the case?"

"Yes, sir. No one cares about the truth of the case, and no one wants justice. What everyone wants is to return to normal life, that's all, it's as simple as that." The fat policeman sighed helplessly.

Sanbuan has seen this scene of helpless sighing, and people often do these gestures in island countries-please don’t trouble everyone /Okay, I understand, so it’s like this/Oh? This happened? It doesn't matter, as long as I pretend not to see it, it doesn't happen.

From the workplace to every part of interpersonal communication, the compromise of not wanting to get in trouble and refusing trouble is mixed in every aspect of the life of the islanders.

"There were victims, there were murderers who came forward and confessed, there were witnesses and evidence. We had everything we needed to close a case. We did it flawlessly. This is what our country needs. police system."

The fat policeman clasped his hands together, like a medieval priest who prayed more than a policeman who used his brain to solve crimes.

"The dead people just died in vain?" San Zan, or San Zan who was influenced by Muke, felt as if he was trapped in a spider's web, and every struggle made himself sink even more.

Cobwebs come from all directions.

"They didn't die in vain. You see, their colleagues have been warned. Master Tuduoji has also achieved his goal. Even these three untouchables will receive a large amount of compensation after they are released, enough for them I have lived a happy life in my later years, and the result is fair to everyone.” He lowered his eyebrows and begged, “So it’s fine for you to come here, a big man like you from New Delhi doesn’t understand the pain of our small people.”

"You will be transferred away in a short time, and native people like us will live here for a long time. Tuduoji will not embarrass you, but it does not mean that there is no way for us."

"If a policeman like me gets involved, Tuduozhi's retaliation will follow, and a deputy police chief simply can't get into his eyes."

When talking about Tuduoji, even he, the second-in-command of the local police, became afraid: "The Tuduoji family has been operating in our local area for decades, no, hundreds of years, and his family has been a Brahmin since before. Noble family, the lord here, you will go high and fly away, what are we going to do, let’s end like this, let’s end like this.”

Said such a remark to the honorable Chief Mook, drained all the courage of the fat policeman, and his facial features were wrinkled together.

"And without our help, even if you want to achieve justice, what can you do? The reality is not a heroic epic, and one person can't do anything at all."

"Let's end like this."

What the fat policeman said was undoubtedly thorny, but it was also what he wanted to say most in his heart.

"..." San Zan suddenly narrowed his eyes, the body in the illusion suddenly moved uncontrollably, which was Mu Ke's real consciousness.

The real Muke took a big step forward: "Others can't, but I can. If you don't try to change the darkness, those things will exist forever. Today they will kill for half an hour, and tomorrow they will kill for half an hour." A penny kills."

Seeing Mu Ke who was about to walk away, the fat policeman became bolder as if he was going all out: "Yes, I know that you are a noble Brahmin, a noble lord from New Delhi, even if you initiate the relationship and bring justice to the dead The grievances have been cleared, the bad guys have been judged, and everything looks peaceful and beautiful, but doesn’t this rely on your natural and noble status? Is this any different from what happened in Heiti Village, sir, this is the most unbearable changed!"

"You are a born noble adult, why don't you even understand such a simple thing."

Muke paused and walked farther and farther, and the vision of the third funeral became dark again.