It was supposed to be like this...

Director Hayaseura's confession of grief and indignation struck many people's hearts like a lingering sound. Everyone fell into silence.

The twisted obsession turned into a strong will, allowing an old man who had reached the end of his life to rekindle the fire of life and create a new form of criminal investigation that spanned the ages.

The people sitting here are all relevant personnel from the Metropolitan Police Department, and all of them can understand the significance of what he said... they are just stupid.

"...I see. Mr. Hayaseura regards Ms. Asukai as his own.

But please don’t get too excited Mr. Hayaseura, you can see my Ms. Asukai was scared, haha.”

Hoshiki smiled and nodded, not particularly paying attention to what Hayase Ura Otahiko just said, and continued to talk on his own:

"I have here a detailed record of Mr. Hayaseura's life.

However, to be honest, I really can’t tell from this information alone that you, Hayaseura, are actually a person with such great ambitions and ideals——

He had an ordinary background, the second among three brothers, and in a family of five, he had no serious problems with minor illnesses. After that, he had an ordinary student career, with no particularly outstanding talents except for his academic performance.

After passing the police academy, I generally passed the civilian personnel assessment and entered the official career. I didn't have any particularly outstanding achievements, but I also didn't make any particularly serious mistakes.

Because some of my colleagues died on the job during the same period, and my boss was fired for taking bribes, I was promoted twice during the period of staff shortages before I reached my current status.

There was a wife who was introduced by her parents and had a successful blind date. However, she divorced by agreement early in her life because of her cheating, and she never had a love life again.

No heirs.

But in the end, you have survived decades of accumulation, and in the eyes of ordinary people, you are considered an elite at the top of society.

As long as you survive for another two years until retirement, you will be able to complete your merits and enjoy your old age in peace."

For an old man with such a "stable resume", who would have thought that he was the mastermind behind the storm?

However, Xingke was not surprised, he had seen many such people.

"...But this is not the life you want, right? Mr. Hayaseura.

Such a life that can be summarized in just three hundred words makes you very unwilling."

The closer human beings are to the end of their lifespan and the closer they are to death, the easier it is to become hysterical.

Do something that makes normal people feel unreasonable.

Just like the broken old man in front of him.

"So, things developed to this point, and our Mr. Hayaseura met the real protagonist in his mind at the end of his life——

A young, beautiful, special lady with extraordinary potential, who seems to be the complete opposite of the ordinary Mr. Hayaseura——

Ms. Asukai Kiki, when you first met Hayase Ura Takuhiko in the real world, were you willing to cooperate with him to fulfill his ambition?"

Asukai Kiki, who felt very uncomfortable with Hayaseura Otahiko's aggressive gaze just now, frowned and shook his head:

"No, if possible, I want to live peacefully. I don't want to sacrifice my happiness for people I don't know.

As long as no one else is in misfortune because of me, that's fine."

"Haha, that's right. Every independent individual is born with no obligation to do anything for the happiness of other individuals.

This is human too."

Hoshikaku smiled and turned his attention to Hayase Ura Takuhiko:

"It will be difficult to deal with it now, Mr. Hayaseura.

Youth, talent, beauty... Ms. Asukai, who has everything you desire, doesn't want to achieve anything at all and do something for all mankind.

It's a fact that makes people jealous and hateful, isn't it?

That's why Mr. Hayaseura used the method of forcible kidnapping to make full use of Ms. Asukai's imprisonment in the name of experimental treatment.

To contribute to your final success in life...is that right?"

"...Haha, this is the only way. There is no other way.

This stinky little girl doesn't understand anything at all. A peaceful life? It's a waste! I don't want this. I can't tolerate such naive ideas. I grew up with the blessings of the orphanage facilities, so I can contribute to the society.

...Hahaha..." Hayaseura Otahiko said extremely crazily.

He had already put life and death aside, and now he dared to say anything.

"So that's it, it seems there is still a little bit of truth to it.

I wonder what our live audience thinks? Mr. Akito Naruhatoru, you have the triple identity of being the family and direct victim of the trouble caused by Mr. Hayaseura after he transformed into John Walker, and half of his former colleagues.

What’s your opinion on this?”

"Haha, do you have any ideas?"

Naruto Akito, who had recovered from all his injuries, first sneered, and then the questions thrown at him made him feel more relaxed than ever before:

"There must be a limit to being shameless and shameless. The old dog only cares about putting money on his own face, and has he even forgotten what he is?

Repaying gratitude to society? Does it have anything to do with you? Has your existence contributed even a little bit to the overall progress of social welfare?

Without your presence, would there be even the slightest glitch in this society?

No, you are not as important to this society as you imagine, so please do not put yourself in the position of a representative of society to speak.

Even if you are not ashamed, others will feel disgusted when they see you.

You are just jealous of Ms. Asukai's talents.

You just don't want to go into the grave lighter than a feather.

You just don't have the guts to come forward and kill people, so you instigate others behind their backs.

You're just extremely incompetent but you're eager to achieve success and want to be popular.

You are just a coward who has been living in your own fantasy world, watching the pain of others, and being self-satisfied.

——Everyone here can see this clearly.

But don't worry. Although you have lost, your reputation has been ruined, and there is no room for you to turn around and clear your name.

But you are still lighter than a feather, dying in a corner where no one knows, and your name will not be nailed to the pillar of shame in history and cast aside.

Because this is the most common way for neon society to hide its shame.

You understand."

"Ah, ah ah... kill me... kill me... ah ah ah..."

Originally, Hayaseura Otahiko, who was already "broken", seemed to become even more hysterical after being scolded by Naruho Akito.

His body was obviously still intact, but his soul and will were already wandering on the edge of disintegration. With a twisted look on his face, he begged Xing Ke to kill him.

but……

"Ahem, [silence]!~"

The world was quiet again, Xing Mo was satisfied, and Ilia shuddered.

"Well, thank you to our audience friend, Mr. Naruhito Akito, for your wonderful comments.

Although there are some venomous words, they all speak from the bottom of everyone’s heart.”

No, no, no, this almost technical rhetoric is forcing people to commit suicide, okay? Has it become such a cute attribute for you as a vicious tongue? - A certain audience member who was about to be laid off complained in a low voice, and was recognized by the blockbuster.

feel.

"Then, Ms. Asukai, as Mr. Akito Naruhatori said, you don't need to have any sense of responsibility towards this crazy old man Hayaseura?

If you have the idea of ​​​​giving back to this society, please master your own abilities and do better things within your ability."

"...Well, I understand. Thank you, Mr. Host."
Chapter completed!