I’m Not Shouldering This Blame Chapter 60: I found it

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The locomotive drove very fast, and the roar was loud. Johnson pressed against the other's broad chest. The bitter orange smell of tobacco and men's perfume on his clothes made him dizzy.

My cheeks numb from the cold, regained consciousness, and then felt a faint pain.

He subconsciously wanted to rub his face, and a blocking voice came from above his head: "Don't move!"

Johnson froze until the locomotive stopped and his expression was dull when he was carried into the house by a man.

The warm breath enveloped his whole body, and his skin quickly appeared red, which was a trace of frostbite, and a numb and itchy feeling quickly emerged. Johnson controlled himself not to scratch, and he knew the feeling of frostbite festering.

The man was at the entrance of the house, patted the snow off his body, took off the windshield and hat.

He is tall and tall, close to two meters, Johnson is a little pitiful in front of him, not as tall as the opponent's chest. The man has blonde hair, clear blue eyes, clear like the sky, rough appearance, wild charm, because there is no shave, there is a light green stubble shadow on the chin.

The man stretches out his hand without bending over, and the palm can be placed just on top of Johnson's head: "Boy, go in and sit down."

Johnson shrank in the corner of the shoe rack. He was not very courageous. When he saw a living room that could be used as a small basketball court, he was embarrassed and didn't even know where to put his hands.

He watched it on the TV of Katie Charlie's house. Such a house is a mansion.

The black leather sofa is piled with soft pillows, the whole wall is an ecological tank in the tropical rain forest, the sprinklers are working on time, the plant leaves are full of water droplets, and the lizards lazily shelter from the rain under the leaves.

The reptile’s cold, vertical pupils are frightening to see.

Johnson was pushed on the shoulder by the man and almost stepped on the hand-made carpet with beautiful patterns. He hurriedly pressed the wall to balance, only to find that his dirty hands had left two marks on the white wall.

"..."

The man threw his jacket on the coat rack. He rolled up his sleeves and took Johnson to a guest bathroom next to the living room.

Turn on the water heater, adjust the temperature skillfully, and the endless stream of hot water gushes out of the pipe, slowly rising.

Johnson hurriedly backed away, putting his whole body on the wall.

"How long have you been walking in the snow?" The man frowned. The kid's clothes were intact, with no openings, and no patches, unlike those picked from the trash, but Johnson's performance was no different from that of street children. .

Bangolo City is very prosperous. The homeless here have food relief, not to mention a child.

"I, I..."

"Domestic violence? Running away from home?"

Johnson shook his head first, then moved awkwardly to the door.

"Your face is red with cold, tusk, aren't the little ghosts afraid of getting frostbite these days?" The man, in a domineering tone, did not give Johnson a chance to excuse him, and took off the boy's coat in a few strokes.

Johnson was truly panicked now.

Although he is only fourteen years old, poverty has allowed Johnson to see too much darkness. When he didn't even have a house, there were prostitutes who sold their bodies for food in the tent area. There were also young teenagers near the girls. Later, the boys who bullied him at school also liked to put insulting vocabulary on his lips. Johnson would understand even if he didn't want to.

Probably thinking of this, the man released his hand, raised his foot to go out, and dropped the sentence "wash yourself".

The door to the bathroom was closed heavily.

Johnson quickly put the jacket back on. He looked around anxiously, and the water vapor was intimately attached to his skin.

White tiles, gilded bathroom facilities, a lot of expensive bottles and jars next to the washbasin, and a small bottle of shell-shaped perfume next to the bathtub.

There are no windows, and the ventilator above my head makes a slight noise.

The man outside the bathroom changed his clothes when he was out. After searching at home barefoot for a long time, he didn't find any juice. There was only a variety of wines in the cupboard. He went to the kitchen to boil hot water with a headache.

Blizzard and Christmas again, the nanny and Filipino maid at home are not there, so I can only do it myself.

I washed some cocoa powder with hot water, and the mellow smell wafted in the living room.

The man casually recalled that the child's face was as thin as a slap, and a pair of blue eyes looked at him blankly through the wind and snow.

Hey, it looks like I used to face the window on Christmas Eve.

This kid wears so little, if nobody cares, I'm afraid he will freeze to death on the street the next morning!

The man lit a cigarette, and he could still feel the child's head shrinking in his chest and his whole body stiff. The locomotive drove fast, and he didn't wear any other helmet when he went out. The wind and snow roared, so he could only wrap the kid in his clothes.

——This is a very risky move, after all, the identity of the child has not been checked.

Because of the sudden soft heart, there are countless things happening in the circle every year, let alone bringing people into the house directly, which is a bit out of the ordinary.

After smoking a cigarette, it was estimated that the time was almost the same. The man walked into the bathroom and found that the bathtub was filled with water and automatically stopped discharging, while the child was still lying motionless in dirty clothes.

Tsk, it's troublesome.

The man stretched out his hand impatiently again to help him undress the kid he picked up home. He knew that if he wasn't tough, the kid might stand here in a daze.

The strange thing is that Johnson didn't struggle this time.

The man heard a timid question when he stuffed the child whose body was red from the cold into the bathtub.

"...Mr. Morenza?"

The hand holding the shampoo stopped, and the man raised his eyebrows: Is this the recognition by changing clothes?

"Katie is your fan, she is very fanatical."

Men are not even interested in responding to one sentence. When it comes to fans, it is all over the United States and the world.

"Katie came back in the middle of the night last month, just to watch your concert." Johnson looked a little excited, because whether he was in his hometown of South Saskatchewan or this strange city, Uranus superstar Federico Morenza is a common topic. Although he doesn’t understand why Katie and his classmates are obsessed with a singer, this does not prevent him from knowing that Morenza is a very good person. The TV show the day before yesterday was still showing Moren. The news that civilian students funded by Saskatchewan were admitted to the prestigious Ivy League schools.

Johnson listened to all kinds of good things about this man.

The man named Federico's expression changed a little: "Who is Katie?"

"My former public school teacher."

Teacher...

The man returned to normal and continued to be busy.

"My uncle disappeared in the hurricane. Katie and Charlie are unmarried couples. They plan to adopt me and bring me to this city." Johnson, soaking in hot water, awkwardly touched the shampoo foam. Head.

The man's hand that was about to grab the towel almost pulled the shelf off, his expression gloomy and he didn't speak.

The frostbitten hands and feet soaked in the hot water were itchy. Johnson knew he couldn't scratch, but he couldn't help rubbing it with his fingers.

"Don't catch it!"

"Oh..."

After half an hour of tossing, the man lifted the blushing boy out of the bathroom.

Johnson was wrapped in a thick wool sweater that didn't fit well, and he was holding a cup of hot cocoa. He would only repeat thank you. Federico didn't take much effort to figure out the truth about the teenager ran away from home.

"Katie will marry Charlie next year. It cost a lot. Yesterday..." Johnson uneasily covered the appearance of the strange furballs, and only vaguely said, "I accidentally broke things at home. Now, although they didn’t say anything, but... Katie was under a lot of pressure, and they quarreled behind me every day."

Seeing Johnson whose head was about to be buried in the cup, and the man sitting on the sofa in the living room, her eyes were cold: a young woman who worries about family expenses all day and feeds her children with potato bread all day, and has money to see Own concert?

The amount of tickets is not cheap.

I have to chase stars and get married. With so much financial pressure, I still have to adopt a child... Why?

Is it impossible to have children? Then why not look for someone who is younger and wait until the career and family are stable after the age of 30? In such a hurry, a child was brought from far away in Nansat.

The kid said he was fourteen years old, and he was about ten years old with his small body!

Federico paused as he rubbed his chin.

Wait! South Saskatchewan, hurricanes, a fourteen-year-old boy with a bad life, no parents, and his former guardian is an uncle... This keyword is a bit familiar!

"What's your name?"

Johnson hesitated and said in a low voice: "Katie said that my adoption procedures have not been completed. Don't say your name casually outside, it will cause them trouble."

"...Let’s put it another way, what is your last name?"

"Brown."

Federick leaned heavily on the sofa and mumbled a Western cowboy's foul language.

"Sir?" Johnson was uneasy.

"Nothing." Federico forced a smile, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to go back to South Saskatchewan, or go to church for help? The social welfare agency will ask you where you came from and give'kind Kay Di' brings trouble! After all, they have not fulfilled the responsibility of temporary guardianship and let you live on the streets during the snowstorm night."

Johnson was a little flustered, clutching the cup and dared not speak.

"Or, I can think of a suitable way for you, now you can go to rest first."

Federick led the cramped boy to the guest room upstairs and said two words of comfort.

When the door was closed, the Uranus superstar who did not hide his temper in the face of countless paparazzi, irritably wanted to sweep the things on the table to the ground, he stopped abruptly, and threw himself on the sofa in frustration. .

"Go out for a walk at Christmas, and pick up a protagonist... Damn! It's so far from South Saskatchewan, I can still meet it!"

This kid is a big trouble! The child of destiny who moves and walks, with double S-level ability, is comparable to the strength of the gods.

Federico has a terrible headache. If "Katie" and "Charlie" show up in front of him, he will definitely beat them out! These book-wearing companions who don't know what it is, all have * in their minds!

Although people have their own ambitions, there are people like Federico who don't want to be involved in the plot, and some people are rushing to the protagonist, but to train the protagonist, you should train it! What's the matter of eating stewed potato crusty bread to Johnson all at once? ! And let the protagonist run away from home and almost freeze to death on the street! !

God, that stingy book wearer, also spent money on his concert tickets!

If this is a book in which the protagonist is blackened, Federico will definitely be hated.

The man was smoking a cigarette fiercely, his face showing a hideous look in the slowly rising smoke, his heart was crazy, the vocabulary was hard to describe.

Coming into this world for twenty-five years and realizing his dreams and ambitions, Federico is prepared to survive carefully after the plot begins. Avoid all troubles, as long as you survive for ten years, anyway, the protagonist wins in the end, he has no psychological pressure.

Result!

"Why am I going out today?" Federico muttered to himself with a headache.

Next, if he did not show up, would the protagonist who determine the fate of the United States and the world really freeze to death?

This feeling of accidentally saving the world...

Federico can't laugh or cry, he still has a chance in his heart. Brown is an ordinary surname, and the area affected by the hurricane in South Saskatchewan is also large. Maybe Katie, who has to adopt a teenager, has a bad head——

The house shook violently, but there was no sound of collision.

Abandon the world!

Federico looked serious, and quickly rushed to the second floor. He opened the door of the room and saw the boy who was so scared that his face was pale, shivering and trying to hide under the bed wrapped in sheets.

"..."

"Don't move! Those black fur **** like to hide in dark corners!"

Johnson's eyes lit up: This man knows about monsters!

Soon Johnson fell into a panic again, how did Mr. Morenza know? Didn't he meet himself by accident?

The teenager with his head full of random thoughts suddenly felt that the air around his body had become abnormal, as if he had fallen into a huge bag. Federico was right next to him, holding Johnson’s shoulders with his hands. They seemed to be in a glass cover. inside.

The shaking stopped, and the black fur **** that appeared in the room continued to jump as if they hadn't seen them.

Federico has a mixed mood.

The number of monsters in the Abandoned World is not many at the beginning. It’s okay for the abilities to find a house to hide, but the power will attract more. A powerful s-level abilities, even if they are not in the Abandoned World, they are separated by space. Will attract monsters. This leads to a bad situation where monsters are waiting for them when they enter the abandoned world.

This is the first time Federico has seen a monster at his home since the beginning of the plot.

Now his luck has been shattered, and the boy under his palm can only be the protagonist.

"...Brown! Don't go to China when you grow up!" Federico blurted out.

"china?" Johnson's eyes are full of doubts

"Yes."

That is the place of Devourers and Balrogs.