Iwamoto leaned in the shadow of the corner, staring fiercely at the White Bear Cafe.

It was the woman here who not only made his successful mission a failure, but made him pay the price.

Thinking of escaping from the police car just now, Iwamoto couldn't help feeling frightened.

If it hadn't cost a huge price to borrow the power of 'that'.

He must be in the holding cell by now.

No!

It's the critical ICU.

Kill this woman first!

Then, kill that girl again!

These two people cannot be let go no matter what!

However, that girl...

The killer felt a little scared when he thought of Sasakura's punch.

Such a punch was beyond common sense.

What kind of person would it be to have such a punch?

The answer is self-evident.

Another world!

As a person who is wandering on the periphery of the other world, it is naturally impossible for him to take action directly.

So, he chose Hui Lijing.

In his opinion, Hui Lijing is the best soft persimmon to handle.

jingle!

The doorbell rang in the distance.

A bald old man with a kind face came out.

Iwamoto had just met this old man.

He seemed to be the grandfather of one of the children just now.

In short, he is an insignificant person.

Therefore, Iwamoto just glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

What he cares more about is the timing of killing Hui Lijing.

While Iwamoto was waiting, the bald old man walked over.

Looking at this scene, Iwamoto frowned.

The biggest concern with any plan is the unexpected.

Do you want to kill this old man?

It will cause some trouble.

But as long as I handle it well enough, there will be no problem.

After all, this old man looks a bit like Alzheimer's.

Thinking of this, Iwamoto immediately confirmed that there was no one around, and then rushed in front of the bald old man.

"If you want to blame, blame your bad fate!"

"Go to hell!"

Iwamoto muttered in a low voice, raised his right hand high, and then slashed it down hard.

He is the most professionally trained killer.

A hand knife can easily break five bricks.

Not to mention an old man with such a hand knife.

Even a middle-aged man would not be able to bear the blow.

The bald old man seemed to have no reaction at all.

With a smile on his face.

It was only when the knife was about to land on his head that he turned his head.

Snap!

The knife hit the bald old man on the shoulder.

After the crisp sound, there was... severe pain!

Click, click!

The sound of broken bones came from the shoulder that was in contact with the bald old man. Iwamoto was stunned for a moment, and then the pain suddenly spread, and his nose and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"How, how could it be?"

Iwamoto murmured subconsciously.

His eyes were a little distracted.

Can't seem to accept reality.

The bald old man was still smiling.

It appears to be extremely ‘core good’.

Under Iwamoto's attention, the bald old man also raised his right arm.

Then, smash it down.

Bang!

In an extremely dull sound.

Iwamoto disappeared on the spot.

Or, to be more precise... smash!

Turned into powder.

After the evening wind blew, everything went away with the wind.

Nothing has changed.

The only thing that changed was Iwamoto.

The bald old man seemed to have done something very ordinary, so he turned his back and walked slowly towards the White Bear Cafe.

"Cherry, where's grandpa's pudding?"

"Ah? Have you eaten everything?"

"Then can you buy another one for grandpa?"

The bald old man smiled and took Cherry's hand, saying goodbye to Hui Lijing.

"Please accept this."

Hui Lijing quickly ran out of the bar and handed a packaged pudding to the old man.

"Thank you for always bringing your cherries here."

"Maybe for you, this is just an unintentional move, but it is because of your appearance that it reminds me of my original dream."

"I can't do more for you, but please accept this pudding."

Hui Lijing said with great sincerity.

Because what Hui Lijing said is true.

After becoming a detective, Hui Lijing almost forgot about her dream of becoming a barista.

It wasn't until Hui Lijing worked part-time in her sister's shop that she accidentally met Cherry and her grandfather one afternoon, that she gradually responded to her original dream.

'The real strength of human beings is self-change!'

'And if you want to change, just persist!'

'Remember your first dream!'

'That's where your motivation comes from!'

'If you have forgotten, then stop and think back to the 100 push-ups, 100 squats, 100 sit-ups, and the hardships you had during the 10-kilometer run every day in order to achieve your dream!'

'At this time, you will have the iron will to not turn on the air conditioner in summer and winter!'

'Maybe it's so painful at first that I want to take a day off, but for my dream, no matter how painful it is, I have to persist. Even if I train to vomit blood every day, even if my legs are so heavy that I can't move, I still have to do squats, even if I can't move my arms,

I had to continue doing push-ups even though I was rattling. After a year and a half, I noticed changes in my body. I became bald, and I also became stronger. In other words, I had to work hard to train myself even if I didn’t hesitate to go bald.
To be continued...