No, it's not like that, because she belongs to the woodworking club.
Um? Have you had a holiday with her
I tilted my eyebrows towards death, don’t you know
Garroville just shook his head.
I thought you knew everything about me...
I will follow you occasionally for seven months. I don't know your whole life story.
Yes... The stain on the shirt attracted attention, and the red slash reminded me of the blood-stained shirt I threw away the night before.
So what? So who is she to you
I took a look in the direction she was walking and saw her eating with a group of students. I said, I am almost a member of this group, we are almost friends, I think...
Galloville followed me back to his place, and I don't think it ended well.
I did not answer.
Tell me what happened.
I sighed and grabbed the fork. why
Do you remember what I said before? You will help me, and I will help you.
Thank you, but there is nothing I can do to help.
Even so, I still want to know more about you.
I hid my face down, as if the food was so fascinating. At an unbelievable moment, I even thought that I might really cry, which would only blush with embarrassment. I wish I could tell Garowell what these words meant to me, but I just couldn't say it.
In the end, Garowell reluctantly accepted. Well, whatever you want.
I finally looked up, hoping that the redness on my face disappeared, and the consequences of the food war were appearing—a few students cleaned up the mess under the supervision of teachers and custodians, and they had to continue cleaning even after the bell rang.
When you are in class, I'm going to check some things, Garroville said, I will see you again after school, there may be new tasks, so be prepared.
I feel a little panicked, ah—well, where are you going
Jǐng police station, there are other places. I want to follow up the serial killer case and make sure there are no problems.
Well, please.
Um
please do not leave me... ...
Galloville paused, with an extremely toothy smile on his face. He hit my head with a scythe of a sickle. Do not you remember? When you speak to me in your mind, no matter where I am, I will hear your voice. So don't frown, do you understand? You were never alone, not anymore.
I nodded uncertainly.
Unless you want to be alone, don't think of me.
All right.
Crowds of students passed by him, and I watched Garowell disappear from the gorgeous blue and white tiles. I took a deep breath and started to take a history class.
When sitting there listening to the mouse-like Jeremy Waller trying to report the recent history of the royal family, I even began to wonder why I bothered to go back to school. I could see every extra thing the coach did to Jeremy. The words are getting more and more impatient. Mr. Cormac is known for his frankness, which makes most students like him, and if I don’t think all teachers are inherently scary, I might join this group.
Thank you, Jeremy. This is very informative and tedious. You can sit down now.
Jeremy sat down.
Mr. Cormac stood up and gave a speech to the class. Great, among you likable pastors, who wants to bother us with your historical insights next? Fan Xiaobing, how about you
I shook my head violently and tried to retract into the desk.
Oh please. You completed the task, didn't you
Of course I didn't. I plan to die for today's course. In fact, without doing any homework, I was more motivated to commit suicide. Now that I think about it, I don’t know if I can pass any courses. I am also not sure if I should care.
Finally, the teacher got tired of my silence and moved on.
I was just waiting for the end of the day, and after a while, I decided to try Reaper. Hmm, Garroville
Yeah
Me, smile, have you learned anything
The case seems to go smoothly. In fact, it was better than I expected. I thought they could only arrest him for murdering the woman you saved, but they found evidence in his apartment that he was also involved in the previous murder.
That's fine.
Yes. However, it is obvious that you crushed the man's trachea.
Oh damn, he's not dead, right? I didn't want to
No, he is still alive. Somehow. I should give you time to familiarize you with this level of strength.
If you do that, then we may not be there in time.
you are right. By the way, she is in great condition... Wait a minute.
I looked around in the classroom, as if it was of any use. Galloville
Ah oh.
What's wrong
A Jǐng inspector. I saw the halo of death beside him.
I moved around at the desk, okay, then what should I do.
Um.
Galloville
I'm thinking. He looks very healthy, so it may not be a disease. I can see the atmosphere around him—by the way, Officer Mallory Jǐng—but the danger does not seem to be immediate. After all, he was in Zhung Yāng of the Jǐng Inspection Bureau. I suspect that the exact nature of the threat would not become obvious before he left the building.
Do you want me to go to the Jǐng police station now
It seems that his shift will not end in a few hours. If you have time, come here after school.
are you sure? I mean, it's about a person's life... I really don't mind skipping class.
If the situation changes, I will let you know. At the same time, you should probably take steps to hide your identity. If you end up having to block bullets for this man, it's best not to let him see you shrugging.
Okay, but... I don't have a mask or... anything.
Think of your own way, and if necessary, you can borrow something from the store.
I don't think this is borrowing.
If you can't find a mask in time, then you can only take the risk. Obviously, hiding one's identity is not more important than a person's life.
I stopped for a while, then sighed softly. I think I know where I can borrow it.
Very good.
But it may seem strange.
Oh. All right. Then forget it. We can't make you look weird.
You don't have to be so mean.
This is hard love, fanfan, hard love.
A few minutes before the last bell rang, I slipped out of the classroom, and I could even hear the coach yelling for me to leave early, but I ignored it and went down to the basement. I hope I can enter the carpentry room before the club members arrive, but in the end I still wait until the last class is vacant. I went to the corner and tried to hide it. It was surprisingly easy for so many students. When he saw someone hadn't returned to the welding mask on the storage shelf, I caught it, but the others were the same.
Hey, what is this? Let go, Fan Fan
I flinched and realized that it was Lance Alexander, the treasurer of the woodworking club, and one of the people I had been trying to avoid.
What are you doing here, Fan Fan? Don't tell me you want to rejoin the club.
No, I said, pulling the mask away from Lance. I just... need to borrow it.
No one is allowed to take the equipment out of the classroom.
I will bring it back.
This is not the problem. Lance was bigger than me, bigger than most people, and there was no small threat, but at that moment, I had good reason not to care what he said.
Then report me. Lance left without waiting for an answer.
Lance is not a bad person. He is just following the rules. I know that this might get him detained for a week or two, but there is no way to get around. Maybe the theater club has masks that can be borrowed, but I don't actually know where the theater club is.
I sit on a stone chair, so, uh, do you know anything about him
He doesn't get along well with his partner or colleague, and everyone thinks he is a bastard.
Yes
Maybe. I only met him this afternoon.
I don't think it matters.
He seems to have a daughter. Unlike him, she has deep hair and glasses. She looks very young, even though the photos on his desk are now several years old. In addition, there is no news from the mother.
"Wow, you are really good at observing."
You are easily moved. No progress. Mallory does not seem to have an active case. I only saw him doing follow-up documents, but I found out that he planned to appear in court in a few days.
why
Not sure, but Jǐngcha will not go to court for many things. If he is prosecuted for serious matters, I doubt whether he will be allowed to come to work. Maybe they just kicked him out of active duty, but I think he seems to be an expert witness.
So, someone wants to kill him before he testifies
It seems so. However, killing a Jǐng chaser before the court session is not an easy task. If I am right, then someone is either stupid or...
Very influential.
Yes, Garroville looked at me, giggling.
what are you laughing at
You know, for a person who is stupid enough to commit suicide, you are smarter than I thought.
My face is flattened. "Fuck you, Skeleton King."
Galloville just smiled, "By the way, how about soreness?"
I groaned, incredibly painful. But I got used to it, I think.
After today, the situation may get worse.
what!
We all saw a Jǐng car coming out of the garage of the station, with an officer Jǐng in uniform sitting in the driver's seat.
"He is there," Galloville said, clutching my shoulder tightly. "Get ready. I will follow him and show you the way. When I tell you, I will start running.
I felt a burst of energy penetrate my body, the soreness disappeared, and I took a deep breath. Wow! Obviously I can feel the muscles beating and the blood is rushing. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)