Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Yokosuka Base.

A bald-headed homeless man was sitting on the ground, sometimes terrified and sometimes calm. Simply looking at his clothes, it was already impossible to tell that he was once a homeless man, and he even looked like a decent person.

In the white and clean uniform, after eating a good meal for a few days, her complexion is also rosy.

It's just that there is a worried look on his face from time to time, but no matter how his expression changes, he doesn't have to worry about being seen by the people in the same room.

Because the person in the room with him was a blind man, who sat there motionless as soon as he was locked in the room.

"Are you really blind or fake blind?" Speaking Kansai dialect, the bald homeless man sat on the ground.

His Kansai dialect is very authentic. When the standard language is so popular, such an authentic Kansai dialect is not common in Osaka, and it also has a bit of the coastal style of the Seto Inland Sea.

"You're so blind." The blind man followed his gaze, he was a little confused about what happened now, "Are you from Kansai?"

"Osaka native, a wild man from Nishinari District." The bald head asked depressedly, "Where are you from?"

"I'm from Akita Prefecture, but I lived in Adachi District, Tokyo before I came here. I'm also a homeless man." The blind man slapped the ground and stood up while leaning on the wall. The energy is not small."

"Hey." Worry flashed in the bald-headed eyes, "You can't see the situation around you, and it's tighter than the prison on TV. Although I was also arrested in a daze, I guess, it's the one who can bring us together. , Even the extreme Taoists and wealthy businessmen can’t do it.”

The white walls are made of unknown materials, the metal floor, and the two supported beds are also connected to the ground. There is no possibility of disassembly. There is an independent bathroom, and there are also tables and chairs that cannot be moved. The hardware looks better than that of the island country. Prisons are much better.

Some vagrants and elderly people commit crimes intentionally and go to prison when they are really hopeless. Anyway, as long as they are not really committing crimes, they will not be sentenced to death. They can have enough food every day in prison, and because prisoners cannot die of illness Prison, otherwise they will be criticized by the media, and any serious illness or pain will be reimbursed by the prison.

Except that there is no freedom, it is simply a paradise of high welfare.

"And before you came in, I had a friend who slept with me, also a homeless man, who belonged to your Tokyo Mitani. But since he was taken away the day before yesterday, I haven't seen him again."

Speaking of this, the bald vagabond became sad.

"Why did He capture us homeless people?" The blind man was puzzled, "What value do we have?"

"Who knows, maybe a guy like Sei Uematsu has become a politician, planning to wipe out parasites across the country. Anyway, the island country loses hundreds of thousands of people a year, especially wild sleepers and homeless people like us. If it wasn’t for dying on the road, no one would care.”

St. Uematsu is the biggest murderer in the island country after the war. Unlike arson with poisonous gas, St. Uematsu killed nineteen people overnight with a knife by himself, not to mention serious injuries and minor injuries.

He chose to start with Tsukuiyama Lily Garden, a nursing institution for the disabled, and Uematsu-san himself is also a former employee of Lily Garden.

In the slack night, he first smashed the glass with a hammer, bound the duty personnel without harm, and then used the key to open room after room to kill at night. After doing all the bloody things, Uematsu drove the car at three o'clock in the morning and happily surrendered himself to the police station.

This tragedy immediately shocked all walks of life in the island country, because what was shocked at this moment was not only the horrific number of murders, but also the motive for the murder dictated by Sei Uematsu.

Before the killing, Uematsu-san sent a tweet with a sense of ritual, "Pray for world peace, beautiful island country!".

After that, no matter in front of the police or during the interview, Uematsu firmly believed that he was not wrong to attack the disabled, and that he was promoting the social progress of the island country, and his performance in the interview was polite and logical.

"The actions I have taken are first to liberate these social resources and help Japanese society develop upwards; second, to strive for a social environment where disabled people can choose euthanasia by themselves."

Before the incident, Uematsu sent a letter to the House of Representatives, writing earnestly: "Disability can only bring misfortune to the world, and should be euthanized. For the future, I am willing to make sacrifices and kill 470 disabled people .”

In subsequent interviews, he simply referred to the disabled as "the heartbroken", and declared that the material, food, and human resources that the heartbroken took away from society should be transferred to those unfortunate people all over the world.

The most disturbing thing is that Sei Uematsu's behavior was not impulsive, but deliberately planned for a long time. The work of entering Lily Garden was also planned. He entered work only after stepping on the spot, and he himself joined a radical organization called the Euthanasia Revolution a few years ago.

"That guy hasn't been sentenced to death yet."

The blind man nodded: "There is no date for sentencing, the crime has not been determined, and he is still in custody."

The topic became a little heavy, the bald homeless man shook his shoulders in fear, and looked at the tightly closed door in horror, as if a Uematsu-san with a ferocious face and a big smile would come in the next second, the bald homeless man tried Escaping, but wishful thinking in a place so closely guarded.

"Let's talk about something interesting." The bald homeless man smiled awkwardly, forcibly enlivening the atmosphere and talking about cheerful things, "It is said that the slums in Nishinari District in Osaka are bigger than your valley in Tokyo, and they are all a group of people like me. Guys with no hope of a future live there, but just a few months ago a strange thing happened in our slums."

"I was in the shack that day when I heard a scream."

"I went out to have a look, guess what I saw?"

"A strange person jumping in the air, stepping on a telephone pole, stepping on a treetop, is simply a fairy. Now that he has such an amazing physical quality, he should be an extraordinary existence."

"That weird man was jumping and throwing a lot of 10,000 yuan bills. Can you imagine that scene now? Rain, rain, the brown cherry blossom rain composed of Fukuzawa Yukichi."

As he said that, the bald head waved his arms excitedly, as if holding the money floating down from the sky: "In such a short period of time, I caught 350,000, 350,000."

"And then? Why are you a wild sleeper again?"

"Bought a few lottery tickets with 350,000 yuan, and went to Pachinko, and spent them all." The bald man scratched his nose and smiled embarrassedly, "Anyway, keeping the 350,000 yuan in my hand will not change me. life."

Whether he smiles or not, blind people can't see it.

"Squeak."

But the sound of the door opening was clearly heard by the blind man.

I saw a man in combat uniform standing outside the door, holding a gun in his hand, and wearing a mask on his face. The bald man's face was pale, and the embarrassed smile on his face was replaced by panic, and his legs were shivering. , almost going to a cardiac arrest on the ground.

"Number 156..."