The shadows under the street lights are lonely, and the people under the street lights are in rags.

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

but

I can't go home anymore.

After staying in another world for more than a month, Zhou Qingfeng lost all his ID cards. He even changed his body and his image changed drastically. Now no one knows this keyboard coolie who used to be, and his appearance is not as good as a beggar.

Life is heading for another path.

Fortunately, the world of swords and magic also changed Zhou Qingfeng. His level is still there and his skills are still there. Even the pair of speed boots under his feet are still there, but the shape is really bad. There are no good clothes in the Black Forest.

But it doesn't matter. Zhou Qingfeng doesn't care much about his clothes now. He came back for the trade between soul crystals and succubus. It seems that it is worth doing. But the bad guys in the other world are too fierce, and high-quality soul crystals are not easy to work with.

The souls of ordinary poor people have, but their quality is too low. Moreover, the population is a flaw, even the number of gray crystals is limited.

Besides, Zhou Qingfeng cannot do such a thing when massacre innocent people to make profits. Playing with those who trust him like Cialis is beyond his moral bottom line, but it is different in Zhou Qingfeng's original time and space.

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

There is a saying that goes, "Perform the way for heaven, and kill evil."

Zhou Qingfeng believes that he can make the obligations to purify the social environment. In the future, I will be the justice in the dark, the passionate blood in the indifference, and the legend in the ordinary. I am the nemesis of sin, the hope of mankind, and the future of civilization.

I will do everything, do everything, and do everything, support the wronged and wronged people, let the evil scum of evil and evil scum be scared, and let the world be filled with love and peace.

In the process of being a hero, I will collect a few sinful souls for use in the waste. Isn’t that too much? Isn’t it reasonable to stir up a few hearts when I protect my weak young people?

Hahaha, when he thought of the happy place, Zhou Qingfeng laughed loudly, and his voice shook the whole world.

Inexplicably, a patrol electric police car drove past the road. Two policemen in the car turned their heads and stared blankly at a ragged-clothed boy laughing wildly under the street lights. They were talking to each other.

Whose family has been missing for many years?

Or is the door of the city's mental hospital not closed?

"Young man"

The policeman who was driving shouted, stunned Zhou Qingfeng, who was crazy. Three pairs of eyes looked at each other, and the atmosphere was awkward.

Uncle Zhou didn't expect to say anything, but was stunned. The two policemen got out of the car and walked over. When they got close, they felt very pitiful. People who wear such rags these days are so rare. Beggars wear better clothes than this!

The fabrics in the other world are too expensive. Even if they are the "Chairman", Uncle Zhou has no good clothes to wear. His whole set of clothes are thick and heavy, with gray patches and various materials overlapping each other.

The black forest is bitter and cold, and Zhou Qingfeng put all kinds of worn-out clothes on thickly to keep warm. But the real world is summer, and even the night is very hot, so fools are wearing it so thick.

Judging from the first glance, both policemen believed that this kid should not be a thief. But considering his crazy laughter just now, the possibility of severe disability in his brain cannot be ruled out.

It's so miserable. Such a handsome young man should have been favored by his parents and enjoyed the warmth of the family and the care of society, but now he is wandering on the streets and is confused.

Very sympathetic!

"Young man, what's your name?" The police uncle's voice was very gentle. The older one squatted down and prepared to have a good heart-to-heart talk with the boy.

"Zhou Qingfeng." The young man replied blankly.

It was so nice that the two policemen looked at each other and smiled. They still remembered their names, but they were not too treacherous.

"Where are people?"

"It's from Tianyang City."

"Who else at home?"

"I live alone."

"When it's midnight, why are you alone outside? Where is your home? Is it okay for your uncle to help you go home? Where are your parents? How many calls are they? Make a phone call to make them feel at ease."

The gentler the police uncle, the more uncomfortable the Uncle Zhou was. He scratched his butt and said in a tangled tone: "Comrade Police, I'm pretty good. You don't have to worry about me.

Now the social security is very good, and there are surveillance everywhere. It is safe in the middle of the night. You guys are busy with yours, I can go home by myself. Thank you very much!"

After saying that, Zhou Qingfeng stepped away. The two policemen did not stop him. They drove an electric car alone, walked with him alone, and chatted casually. They called it "It's dark, I'm afraid something happened to you."

Uncle Zhou wanted to cry in his heart and whispered: "I'm not a beautiful girl in my teenage years old, what can I do?"

The police uncle said earnestly: "Hey, it's too naive for young people to have no experience. Nowadays, there are many perverts, and boys should also know how to take care of themselves."

Zhou Qingfeng's face is bitter and he wants to vomit blood!

It's impossible to drive away, and it's impossible to escape. The roads are full of surveillance at night, and the "shadows hiding" is useless under the bright street lights. Zhou Qingfeng could only lower his head and droop his head and let the two policemen understand the downstairs of the apartment where they live.

But

Without a door card, no key, no identification, the security guard of the apartment denies that the boy's home is here.

The two police uncles showed a 'before they knew this' and continued to persuade him gently: "Xiao Zhou, why don't you go back to the police station with your uncle? Let's help you go home and find your family."

Zhou Qingfeng is about to cry!

I only have twenty-four hours to stay. Now I am in a hurry to find a few scumbags to collect my soul. How can I have time to go to the police station with my uncle?

Zhou Qingfeng looked unhappy, and the police could not let him go. He half-swept and half-persuasion forced him to take him into the battery police car and returned to the police station in the nearby neighborhood. Considering the strong police force of the harmonious society, Mr. Zhou had no choice but to follow him.

The lights in the police station were bright, and Zhou Qingfeng was placed on a bench. The police uncle poured him a glass of water, made two apples, and then tried every means to adjust the road surveillance to find out where he came from.

As a result, I found that the boy ran out of a dark corner. As for where he was before, no one could tell his identity, origin, family status, or social relations. Zhou Qingfeng was all hesitant and could not say it.

The police comrades were patient. First, they confirmed that the boy was not a thief, then took photos of him, engaged in facial recognition, uploaded them to multiple databases, checked whether he was missing and found out about his origin.

Database search is naturally empty, so it's very scratching your head.

but

It was almost dawn, and Zhou Qingfeng asked to leave again. However, a group of cameras came outside the police station, leading a female reporter, first interviewing the director to understand the situation.

"At about three o'clock in the morning, our comrades patrolling Huafu Road, met this boy. He was in a bad state at that time, and he didn't know anything except his name. Judging from his clothes, he had been wandering for a long time.

It is worth being happy that the child is sober, fluent in speaking, and in good health. In order to help him find his relatives, we checked the road monitoring and network database, but unfortunately there were not many clues. Now we can only hope to rely on social forces.

At present, we have asked the community street office for help and will arrange professionals to provide him with psychological counseling and restore him to a normal life as soon as possible. We 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 repeatedly. Several community staff rushed over early in the morning and expressed their efforts to help the lost teenager return to his family and feel the superiority of socialism.
Chapter completed!