"Hengshan, you must not die now. Even if you die, they will not be treated as prisoners."
Kazuma Shirakawa squatted on the roadside and yelled in collapse. The phone screen showed that the call was in progress, but unfortunately no one on the other side answered the call.
In the car that was driving on the road, Mochizuki trembled, not to mention Midorikawa Hikaru, and parked the car directly on the side of the road.
"Young man, what happened?"
Mochizuki lifted the boy who was kneeling on the ground and crying, took out the police manual from his arms, and said in a gentle tone.
"Save him, Hengshan, he is going to commit suicide. He is going to stab his liver with a knife. He is going to die. We are all murderers."
The boy burst into tears and clutched Mochizuki's arm, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, squeezing her a little painfully.
"Where is Hengshan?"
Midorikawa Hikaru stepped forward and put his hands on the boy's shoulders, trying to calm him down.
"School, in our school's warehouse."
The young man's eyes were red and there was a hint of despair in his expression. He was so stupid that he believed Hengshan's words and thought he just wanted to have fun.
But why are these people here? Why did God let them appear here?
Bai Chuan gritted his teeth, with murderous intent in his eyes. He ignored the cars on the road and pounced on the delinquent boys on the opposite side.
"It's not time to despair yet."
Mochizuki pulled the boy over. Midorikawa Hikari had already started the car and was ready to go.
The liver is injured and the amount of bleeding is very large. The person who is stabbed will be very painful, but there is also an advantage, that is, the person can persist for a longer time.
Although saying this is very cruel to the young man named Hengshan, if he really chooses to commit suicide in this way.
So according to the time, he should not have died yet. As long as he still has breath, there is still hope.
"Address, tell me the exact address of your school warehouse. You only have five minutes. If you are late, it will be too late."
Mochizuki dragged the boy and shouted, riding a broken bicycle to save the man who committed suicide. Do you have a brain?
After obtaining the accurate address, Midorikawa Hikaru drove out quickly, causing a commotion among the surrounding crowd.
Mochizuki took out her cell phone to call an ambulance and call the police. It was still a long way from the school where Hengshan committed suicide, so it would be difficult to get there within five minutes.
I don’t know if that Yokoyama classmate can hold on until they arrive.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Mochizuki stared at Kazuma Shirakawa who had calmed down and asked in a cold tone.
There could be no murderer for a person who committed suicide, unless there was something hidden inside. She had not forgotten the group of delinquent teenagers who were causing turmoil across the street.
"Hengshan was killed, he did not commit suicide."
Kazuma Shirakawa murmured to himself. No matter how Mochizuki asked, he just refused to admit what he had just said.
Mochizuki curled her lips. It seemed that the boy would not tell the truth until he saw that classmate Yokoyama.
"Wangyue, here."
Midorikawa Hikaru drove the car directly into the campus. Fortunately, there were no students here anymore, and the car stopped outside the warehouse without any incident.
"Hengshan!"
Shirakawa rushed towards the warehouse. Mochizuki and Midorikawa Hikaru looked at each other. The ambulance hadn't arrived yet, hoping that the tragedy hadn't happened yet.
"There's still one breath left."
Mochizuki looked at the young man lying on the ground, and for the first time, he felt a little at a loss as to what to do.
The young man's thin body was stabbed with three sharp knives. The wounds were so deep that he almost stabbed himself through.
The blood flowing on the ground was estimated to be two milliliters. The boy's wounds had begun to turn white, and he was dying.
The three murder weapons that impaled him were fixed on a piece of white silica gel soil, with a rope tied to it.
Mochizuki was not in the mood to analyze the reason why the young man treated her so cruelly. She just squatted down, gently held up his thin body, and pinched off the handles of the three sharp knives.
The wound was so deep that even she couldn't save the boy's scarred liver. She could only forcefully stop the bleeding and go to the hospital for final treatment.
"He will die. Hengshan was killed, right?"
Shirakawa Kazuma fell in a pool of blood, looking at Yokoyama lying on the ground in pain.
"How about it?"
Midorikawa Hikaru ignored Shirakawa Kazuma who banged his head against the wall, and looked at Mochizuki with a solemn expression.
The death of a young man is the most regrettable, especially when his murderer is forcibly excluded by the law in the name of protecting the weak.
At that time, the survivors who have lost their loved ones will start to go crazy, hate this society, and then fall into despair.
"It's a bit tricky. If the hospital can take out the knife before he dies, then he can survive. Otherwise, I can only save his soul."
She had many ways to restore the boy's liver, but there was no way to take out the knife. Now she could only hope that the ambulance would arrive soon.
The blood in the young man's body was almost gone, and Mochizuki could indeed pull out the knife directly with brute force.
But this fragmented body no longer has the ability to produce blood, let alone meet the needs of the human body.
I'm afraid that if she takes action, it will be the end of this young man's death.
"It seems we can only hope for a miracle."
Midorikawa Hikaru pulled up Shirakawa, who was sitting in a pool of blood. The scene had not been investigated yet, but the young man could not be allowed to continue to destroy it.
"Let's go see the murderer who forced Hengshan into this situation."
Mochizuki watched the ambulance leave and nodded towards Officer Memu who hurriedly arrived, with a somewhat solemn tone.
"It's not as serious as bullying. It's just because we have a good relationship that we fight so much. It's all just a joke."
Mochizuki and the others, led by Kazuma Shirakawa, found their homeroom teacher, only to hear such high-sounding nonsense.
"It turns out that if you have a good relationship, you will kick people, so if I slap you twice, you should be very happy!"
Mochizuki directly kicked this old man who seemed honest and honest but actually had a despicable character.
"How do you feel? Are you a little flattered? You should be very happy. I do this because I like you."
The man was kicked to the corner by Mochizuki, holding his stomach in pain and gasping for air, his face turned red like a cooked duck.
"Ahem!"
The detectives from the Metropolitan Police Department looked up at the roof at the same time, with a sense of being out of sight and out of sight. In the end, it was Officer Megure who took action and pulled the angry Mochizuki down.
"We need to know the specific situation of Hengshan classmate at school, and we ask for your cooperation."
"In addition, the teacher of your school is suspected of covering up the bullying of the school's bad boys. Please come with us to the police station and cooperate with the investigation."
Memu Thirteen took out the arrest warrant from the Metropolitan Police Department and directly controlled the pale-faced principal and the outspoken head teacher.
"Officer Mochizuki is in charge of Yokoyama-san's confession. We just got a call from the hospital saying that Yokoyama-san's surgery was successful."
Mumu Shisan pressed the hat on his head expertly, with a hint of joy in his tone.
(End of chapter)
