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Chapter 594: Chapter 591: ’Mua Mua Mua Mua.

A group of Hawk Hound officers wielding firearms burst into a house with a loud bang.

In an instant, wood chips flew, dust filled the air, and a putrid stench emanated from inside.

"Cough, cough, cough, my goodness..."

Luna coughed violently.

Beside her, her colleague, a Hawk Hound member, switched off a transparent keyboard and documented the case, "The owner of this house is a regular citizen named Allison who works at the nearby Finance Building. Recently, neighbors complained of a strong foul smell coming from his house, and Allison’s superior also stated that he had quit a week ago. Therefore, we had to break in."

"Smelling this corpse now, he must have died inside the house," her colleague Casey said. "Was it suicide? He was an MST, a high-income group, why would he kill himself?"

"Casey, don’t judge others rashly," Deputy Captain Karl scolded in a low voice as he walked into the room. "This must be related to ’Roseblood.’ He must have consumed too much Roseblood, causing his body to fail and leading to his death. Damn it... Roseblood is repeatedly banned, yet these people, instead of being properly contained and treated, choose to try these illegal psycho-stabilizers, leading to addiction..."

Casey pursed her lips, looking at Luna coughing beside her.

"Oh, by the way, Lucy, I have a ’surprise’ for you," Casey said.

Upon hearing this, Luna chuckled: "Sweetheart, you are my ’surprise’."

"Uh, sorry, I’m straight," Casey said.

"Ah, okay, too bad. Anyway, what’s the ’surprise’?" Luna shrugged.

She dusted herself off; the room was too dirty and cluttered, even the walls had frightful scratch marks, presumably made by the homeowner before dying. Roseblood is indeed a terrifying thing. It’s addictive, destroys the human body, and can turn a normal person into a madman.

"I heard that a very handsome chief of police has been parachuted in from above to take over our upcoming cases," Casey giggled, covering her mouth: "He’s a Dawn Type Persona, hasn’t been seen in over a decade. Before arriving at the scene, I met him in the water room and greeted him; he really is a gentleman, not only modest and polite but he also offered me coffee. He should be here soon. Lucy, take the opportunity, do you want to try your luck? This definitely has the potential to skyrocket."

Luna was astonished.

...A Dawn Type Persona, that was indeed an extremely rare individual.

There are currently only a double-digit number of high-level personas, among them, only Yasa Acto was a Dawn Type until now. Could it be that the second one just appeared?

One could only imagine that the parachuted chief of police must have a promising future. In her eyes, his current high position as a police chief might just be his starting point. It wouldn’t be impossible for him to reach a superior position in Central City in the future.

"I’ll go check it out." Luna immediately wanted to see for herself who this prestigious person was.

With a click, the sound of a car door closing came from outside.

A young man wearing a police chief badge slowly walked in. His eyes were bright, and his demeanor was gentle, making quite the first impression.

Upon seeing him, the officers were both excited and nervous, seeming eager to make contact.

"...It’s that chief of police."

"He seems approachable, just now Shana even chatted with him for a bit, I want to..."

"Don’t interrupt his work; there’s still the Roseblood case to investigate..."

When Luna saw that face, she froze in an instant.

She stared blankly at that all-too-familiar face, as if trying to discern a flower in his smile.

"Su, Su Ming’an?" Luna had no idea that it would be this guy.

— Was he the "handsome and polite" gentlemanly chief of police Casey had mentioned?

"Is it Miss Luna?" The young chief of police smiled at her, his manners extremely graceful.

Luna frowned. Su Ming’an was assumed by Acto, showing a face that couldn’t possibly be Su Ming’an’s. This person must be...

The young chief of police walked up to her and extended his hand:

"I’m Ming. I will be in charge of the ’Roseblood’ cases from now on." He smiled slightly: "From now on, we are colleagues. Please take care of me—let’s work hard to arrest those behind the scenes."

In the instant that Ming’an reached out his hand, Luna was overwhelmed by an irresistible emotion. The high charm of the other party was infecting others, making it impossible to feel any disgust.

She suppressed these thoughts and extended her hand to shake his.

Ming’an withdrew his hand immediately after the touch, showing respect for the lady and not overstepping.

An indistinct murmur of amazement came from a nearby officer, as if witnessing a Dawn Type Personality; Luna’s veins throbbed with irritation. She really didn’t understand why Su Ming’an had sent a clone to do the Hawk Hound’s bidding.

...And it was a Dawn Type Personality? Had he let his clone undergo testing?

"—Captain, we found the deceased..."

A somewhat harsh voice came from the inner room.

Ming’an narrowed his eyes and strode inside; Luna and Casey closely followed him.

Vice Captain Karl stood at the edge of the bathtub in the washroom, his expression somber as he gazed at the horrifically deceased body in the tub.

Luna covered her mouth—she felt nauseous at the sight before her.

Blood, red, black, coagulated, flowing, all blood.

The victim lay in the tub, his throat gruesomely pierced by several nails; arranged around his neck like a flower, with his arms and thighs exposing messy subdermal tissues. An entire sheet of human skin hung on a towel rack beside the tub, like a translucent washcloth.

On the walls, black blood was used to create lines interspersed with almost mad, twisted writings.

Luna stepped back; the washroom’s walls all around were covered in bloody writings, enveloping the bathtub like malevolent spirits, encircling it at the center—

[Kill Yasa Acto!]

[Kill Yasa Acto!!]

[He deserves death! He deserves death! He deserves death! He deserves death—!!]

...

Such intricate, dense, repeated text, carved into the walls like a dying curse, sent chills down one’s spine.

Too eerie.

Too eerie.

Even for the usually brave Luna, this scene induced a feeling of losing sanity; it stemmed not from pure fear, but a metaphysical dread associated with curses.

...It was as if she had been ’infected’ by this fear.

Karl swallowed, barely managing to interpret the situation:

"It seems... the deceased carved these words with his own blood, then stripped the skin off his own arms and legs, and finally ended his life by driving nails through his throat."

He picked up the medication that looked like a red flower on the sink: "...This is Roseblood. The dose exceeded the limit by more than ten times; the deceased took an excessive amount of Roseblood at once, losing his rationality. Thus, he used such a cruel method to kill himself."

"I, I need to step out for a moment." Casey retreated with a pale face; the scene was too frightening.

Ming’an came forward.

Thoughtfully, he gazed at the writings on the wall filled with intense hatred.

"Why did the deceased curse the Lord of Acto City before dying?" he said.

"Captain." Karl nodded in greeting: "Consuming Roseblood damages not only the body but also gradually wears down the mind. After severe addiction, it’s not surprising for them to undertake any action. The deceased may have disagreed with the city lord’s philosophy, which became his obsession before dying; it’s not a big deal."

As a resident of the city, Karl respected the Lord of Acto City; he saw it as merely the vexation of an addict.

"It’s despicable." Luna clenched her fists. She had always loathed such addictive drugs, and the people who made them were repugnant.

"Alright." Ming’an turned around: "You continue the investigation."

He left the officers behind and walked out of the stench-filled room, standing still in the small garden.

He looked up at the sunlight sprinkling down from the sky, the Hawk Hound insignia on his shoulder shimmering faintly.

"My original body," Ming’an murmured to himself. "This is already the eighth massacre I’ve seen caused by Roseblood. All the victims had fierce expressions, their deaths were miserable, as if driven mad..." "Was it you, Acto, who possessed some criminal to create Roseblood?"

...

"Clang—"

Atop a mountain of trash, Xiao Mei picked up a discarded large part and placed it in her basket.

This was her job during the day, scavenging for items in the trash mountain to exchange for money.

"Click." She picked up a rust-covered mechanical arm, attached it to her own arm, and as she twisted the screwdriver, the mechanical arm successfully attached.

"Wow." She exclaimed, her fingers bending and straightening, the mechanical fingers also making a "click-click" motion. She laughed like a child, her usually shy face beaming with a smile.

"Gurgle—"

Su Ming’an wheeled over, watching her play joyfully with the mechanical arm.

He and Xiao Mei had just watched the movie "Can the Mechanical Heart Dream of the Thing of Truth?".

To be honest, the movie was extremely boring and couldn’t compare with the blockbuster popcorn films of Zhai Xing. It was a love story cloaked in sci-fi about an AI wanting to become human. The love between the AI and its creator was so cringeworthy it reminded one of overbearing CEO romance novels.

It was basically this—[Creator, I like you, so I need to become human to love you; if it gets cold, let all your oppressive leaders go bankrupt.]

——[Ah, my dear AI, you can’t do this, I love humans more than I love you, don’t become human so I will love you the most, muah muah muah~~]

The entire film was a narrative bore, the dialogue awkward; viewers in the live stream chat were amazed, saying it was rare for a movie to drag on like this, predicting it could be padded out to over a hundred Chapters if written as a novel.

Among them, the "Thing of Truth" in the movie title actually referred to the creator. And the AI that loved the creator was called "Mechanical Heart"...

No strength to critique.

After being tortured for over two hours, Su Ming’an finally left the cinema.

"Click click" — ahead, Xiao Mei was playing with the mechanical arm, but soon, she dismantled the mechanical arm and threw it into the basket.

"Why don’t you use this mechanical arm yourself?" Su Ming’an said. "Having this kind of thing, you would also have the power to defend yourself."

Xiao Mei stiffened: "It’s no use for me to defend myself..."

She suddenly started coughing violently.

Bright red blood streamed down her chin; her illness made her shiver under the sunlight. Even without the red cloak she wore at night, she still looked fragile and haggard in the daylight.

"... I can’t overcome the power of the black boss who oppresses us," she said. "Powerful yet insufficient strength only invites scrutiny, which I can’t protect against. Moreover, and furthermore..."

Her eyes cast downward.

She remembered Violet from last night, who mocked her as "that kind of woman."

"Moreover, the clients don’t like the feel of mechanics," she said. "If I attach the mechanical arm, my skin will deteriorate."

"—So, would you rather have the strength of a mechanical arm or retain the smoothness of your skin?" Su Ming’an asked.

Xiao Mei turned her head.

There was a faint shimmer in her eyes.

Staring at Su Ming’an on the wheelchair, adorned with precious metals, she suddenly yelled out.

Her emotions were more intense than ever:

"—These two things are not equivalent at all!"

Su Ming’an stared at her, a thin girl standing slantwise on a mountain of trash, her silhouette illuminated by the afternoon sun.

Her cheeks were covered with transparent tears, her frail and trembling form like a symbol of millions of girls from The Fringe.

"In your eyes, I’m just a woman who sells her body, am I not? Like the woman who seduced you last night, we are utterly disgusting, exhausting ourselves for new patrons..."

"What would I become if I attached a mechanical arm? I have lost the ability to earn money, and I cannot counter this society—what can I do? I am a person of inferior persona, unaccepted, worthless, meant to be treated like trash!"

"What about my illness, my family..."

"I have the spirit to resist, but that will only lead to my destruction; merely advocating for goodness, how could I possibly find happiness..."

She covered her face and turned away.

The chip at the back of her neck flickered with a rapid red glow, striking like blood.

[Citizen Information: Xiaomei. Current Emotional Value: 89 points, overloaded.] Xike said, [Fortunately, this is The Fringe, so there are no Hawk Hounds around to arrest people, or else you would already have been captured.]

"So," Xiaomei whispered.

She hung her head, her voice nearly shattered.

"...people like me can only nestle in such trash heaps for a lifetime."

"Unable to find happiness, without a home, and without companions."

Su Ming’an lifted his hand, the wheelchair moved forward.

The next moment, he suddenly felt his ankle grasped.

A cold mechanical hand stretched out from the mountain of trash and tightly gripped his ankle.

It was a scrapped android, its functions having ceased, apart from its hand still moving mechanically.

"Kill... Yasa Acto."

The android’s mouth slowly moved, as if repeating a constant command.

Mysteriously, it kept repeating these words. Motionless, as if it had exhausted its last bit of energy:

"Kill... Yasa Acto... wuu wuu wuu..."

"Kill... Yasa Acto."

"..."

"Clang—!" In an instant, Su Ming’an picked up the old android single-handedly and smashed it down. The noise immediately stopped.

"...Enough."

"I’m practically fed up too," he said.

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