The kidnapper was startled.
The motorcycle’s light was too bright, dazzling his eyes, making him unable to see who was coming. He could only dodge to the side with all his might.
The motorcycle swept past him.
In the instant they crossed paths, the kidnapper’s forearm was heavily struck. His hand shook, and the baseball bat clattered to the ground, rolling far away.
The motorcycle, after landing, drew a dangerous arc and braked sharply nearby.
Jiang Xia got off the bike, took off his helmet, and casually placed it aside.
The dropped baseball bat happened to roll to his feet. He stepped on it with the tip of his shoe and hooked it. The bat spun and flew up with a whoosh, and he caught it in his hand.
Jiang Xia weighed the baseball bat in his hand, looked at the human-shaped mass of killing intent before him, and revealed a sincere smile.
Then he casually made up a suitable reason for hitting someone: “Is bullying children fun?”
The kidnapper looked at Jiang Xia’s inexplicably twisted smile, and a chill ran from the bottom of his heart.
He suddenly turned his head and rushed towards Daimon, wanting to escape.
However, just as he took a step, the warehouse Daimon was kicked open with a bang by someone outside.
Outside Daimon, a large crowd of people had appeared at some point, all young and strong men, with a row of motorcycles behind them.
Their gazes swept past the kidnapper and landed on Jiang Xia, who was weighing the baseball bat. They bowed in unison and shouted in chorus: “Boss!”
The kidnapper shivered in surprise.
Even if he was an idiot, he could tell that the people at Daimon and Jiang Xia were in the same group, and he couldn’t escape that way.
Just as he was about to turn and run towards the window, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his shoulder, and his bones seemed to crack.
Jiang Xia had struck him from behind with the bat.
The kidnapper’s body swayed, and he stumbled into a pile of miscellaneous items.
He let out a belated wail, struggling to stand up.
However, a shadow suddenly fell over him.
Jiang Xia walked up to him like a Ghost Infant, silent, and raised his hand for another strike.
With a dull thud, the kidnapper’s head buzzed with pain.
He trembled as he clutched his leg, his eyes venomously glaring at Jiang Xia.
Then, to his utter shock, he realized that Jiang Xia was looking back at him with an eager gaze, hinting at desire.
After a while, Jiang Xia said softly, in a voice only the two of them could hear: “…It seems to be a lot of fun.”
“...?”
The kidnapper froze for a moment, then understood.
This sudden remark was a self-question and answer, a continuation of “Is bullying children fun?”
However, at this moment, the kidnapper no longer cared to retort with words like, “You’re the real villain, aren’t you!”… His heart was about to stop.
What’s wrong with this young man? Why is he smiling so happily?
Did I accidentally activate some perverted serial killer…
As he thought, Jiang Xia’s mood improved with each strike, watching the killing intent on the kidnapper’s body gradually loosen.
To capture all the killing intent in one go, one must make the person producing it actively abandon the emotion of “killing intent.”
Previously, the kidnapper was full of killing intent towards the little girl and Conan.
But now, after being beaten a few times and having his escape route blocked, the kidnapper deeply realized that “killing” could no longer continue.
Therefore, the killing intent entwined around him was loosening like ripe fruit.
And if it were another situation—Jiang Xia arrived late, and other rescuers didn’t make it, and the kidnapper successfully killed both children…
This wouldn’t count as “actively abandoning”; it would only be considered as achieving one’s wish. The accumulated negative emotions would be internally digested, and Jiang Xia wouldn’t be able to collect them.
Of course, if someone died, Jiang Xia might be able to collect the Ghost Infant formed by the deceased.
Generally speaking, Ghost Infants are more valuable than killing intent.
But for now, Jiang Xia didn’t want to stand by and watch Conan die.
One must have a conscience; strictly speaking, Kudo Shinichi had helped him before.
A year ago, Jiang Xia Tongzhi hid in the bathroom, silently slitting his wrists.
His soul eagerly disappeared, and this body was taken by Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia had just transmigrated then and was very weak, and the new body he acquired was even weaker. Under the dual blows of spirit and body, it was difficult for him to even stand up.
At that time, Jiang Xia, dizzy and disoriented, fumbled around his body for a long time, trying to find his phone to call an ambulance, but he couldn’t find it.
Upon closer inspection, he realized the phone was soaking in the bathtub, and when he fished it out, the screen was ruined.
At that time, outside Daimon, Agasa saw that Jiang Xia’s yard Daimon was wide open and felt it was strange, so he came in to look for him.
As soon as he entered, he heard the sound of water from the bathroom. This carefree inventor immediately thought that Jiang Xia Tongzhi was taking a bath.
Agasa, being very polite, felt that it was not a good time to remind him to lock the Daimon, so he scratched his Mediterranean and turned to leave.
Fortunately, as soon as he left the yard Daimon, he met Kudo Shinichi and Mouri Ran, who were returning home from school.
Among them, Kudo Shinichi, relying on his high sensitivity to human life, sensed something was wrong from a few murmurs from Agasa. Immediately after, relying on his usual habit of trespassing into others’ homes, he forced his way in, which saved the person and prevented Jiang Xia from having to drag his exhausted soul and risk finding a new host…
Although there are many people on the verge of death in this world,
It is very rare to find someone as young and handsome as Jiang Xia Tongzhi, with both parents deceased, and a relatively leisurely job.
Just for Jiang Xia Tongzhi’s excellent physique and the inheritance left by Jiang Xia’s parents, if Kudo Shinichi and Mouri Ran encountered trouble, Jiang Xia would try his best to help.
However, it can only be “try his best.”
After all, Conan is too good at causing trouble and always runs in front of Organization Officers every now and then, playing suicidal tracking.
Jiang Xia cannot follow him around all day as a bodyguard.
So, if Conan suddenly dies one day…
Then all Jiang Xia can do is, after his good classmate dies, collect his Ghost Infant. Feed him more good killing intent, give him less work, and raise him plump and healthy, as a way of repaying the favor…
While thinking, Jiang Xia also didn’t forget to hit the person.
The kidnapper in front of him was clearly not some strong-willed tough guy.
Jiang Xia only gently hit him a few dozen times, and the killing intent on his body began to loosen in large patches.
Ghost Infant let out a series of delighted murmurs, ran over, hugged a wisp of killing intent, buried its face in it, and inhaled a breath intoxicatingly.
Although it didn’t smell as good as the silver-haired, straight-haired, alcoholic killing intent from the afternoon.
But this could actually be eaten!
