I Became a Cop in the Superhero Genre

07 : Even in this world, the police are chasing criminals.

I’m fucked. I didn’t think about it, but in the current situation, anyone would think that I was fucked, and I also think that I was fucked properly right now.

Psychic people surrounding me from all sides. They had very different appearances, but what they had in common was that their eyes were open, and that they seemed to have no hesitation in killing me, the intruder.

I want to turn around and run away right away, but Sai’s car broke through the entrance to the lab building and completely collapsed, so it didn’t look like it would be easy to get back to where I came in.

To sum up, there is only one option left for me now. Like a radio message spat out without thinking properly, they run away from this building after driving those damn bastards around like a herd of sheep.

Buying time until New Hope arrives is out of the question. They said there were more than 20 people, but as soon as they entered the building, there were at least 30 people with superpowers.

If you think about common sense, there will be at least twice as many superpowers as the people here in the ‘real’ lab where minus guy makes drugs.

“Crazy bastard. Did you really make everyone in this building psychic?”

Few people in today’s society want to become psychics. In today’s society, supernatural powers are only treated as potential criminals and monsters.

No matter how strong you get, you won’t be treated as a human being by people, so who wants to be?

It is said that if ordinary people become psychic, they will be fired from their jobs or even kicked out of their homes. Even the thugs in the back alley are reluctant to become psychics.

What will happen to those who are here now? The thugs don’t care what happens. But the guards and researchers over there, what the hell did they do wrong to be used like that?

“pup.”

I don’t know if he’s talking to Sai or Minus. As if responding to the one word I muttered without even realizing it, a person with psychic powers rushed at me.

The man with the stretched joints in his legs ran at high speed first and pushed me away. I flew helplessly and landed on the wall.

It’s not the level of crashing into a concrete wall, but the shock from the high speed was at the level of suffocating for a moment.

fuck. I have no time to care about others. this is how i die I struggled to control my body and fired at the psychic who was running towards me.

However, the psychic who ran into the shot bullets was easily dodged. Another person jumped at me from the side. pestilence. You’re going to kill me without giving me a chance to think!

As I gritting my teeth and twisting my body at the brink of death, a thorn from the arm of the man rushing at me pierced my head where it should have been.

Drilling through a concrete wall like a head piercing. Am I lucky to have avoided this? No, no. Normally, I would have died on the spot from the simultaneous attack of multiple psychics.

As they attacked me, they bumped into each other and got tangled up, so there were a lot of gaps, so I was able to avoid the attack.

After kicking the thorn-making psychic’s belly with all his might, I ran back. There was no time to worry about the in-between. There was no time to worry about others when I saw the rest of the superpowers running like they were going to kill me.

“Geuk… … Gyaaagh!!!”

Like a tidal wave, the psychics pushed each other and approached me. In the meantime, due to the reckless use of abilities, the hallway is on fire, crushed, and changed like a sponge.

“What crazy!”

If you get caught there, it won’t end with just dying, and there won’t be any corpses left behind. No, what kind of supernatural powers do you really have that makes the room look like that?!

About 30 people, all rushing at me. Hamel’s Pied Piper’s flute makes them run like children who are mesmerized by the sound of the flute, and it sucks that the people who run are not children but psychic people who have lost their reason.

scary. The sight of 30 psychics rushing to kill me was such a terrifying sight that my breath stopped and my hair went white.

What am I really asking myself to do with this… … ?! New Hope hasn’t appeared yet, and it’s nothing to say it’s a trump card. Sai is already invisible, how should I do this?

While trembling in fear, I was rolling my body while avoiding the huge blade that was aiming at my leg! As Sai did, several SUVs hit the psychics and entered the building.

I was delighted with the sight. It’s a reinforcement! Comrades are coming to rescue me!

“stop! It’s the police!”

“- shit! You’re wasting time! Find the minus guy and arrest him! You won’t last long!”

… … uh? Why do they go inside without me looking?

I forgot to shout for help while watching the detectives run straight to the internal central laboratory, ignoring me being chased by about 30 psychics.

He said that he had to arrest Minus while buying time by radio, but he entrusted the bait to only one person?

Aren’t those bastards looking at a person like me as some kind of immortal god? Or are you thinking of immersing me in this opportunity because you don’t like me?!

“Hey-“

Bastards!

I couldn’t even let out a cry of sadness and resentment. It was because there was not enough time to avoid the rushing psychics.

A variety of weapons are fired at the head, heart, no, the whole body. Even if you try to dodge it again, the pursuit will not be broken yet.

About 30 people got tangled up and rushed at each other, so they barely died, but it was a scene you would see in a zombie movie. Seeing it in real life, not cheap CG, made me feel fear that I had never felt before.

“Bitch. What a fucking bitch!!”

Cursed! If I die here, I will become a ghost and curse her! People! In a place like this! Put it down!! You ran away alone!!

At the same time as running away, I tried to buy time by shooting behind me, but one of the chasing people seemed to be offended by my resistance, and with an invisible force, he crushed my right hand with the gun.

“evil… … !”

running pain. I was horrified to see Koraji’s hands and gun, as if they had been ground in a blender. I don’t know if it’s a hand that’s a piece of meat, but even a gun that’s a piece of metal is crushed as it is?!

Instinctively feeling the frightening sensation of an intangible force crushing my gun, I believed my instinct and threw myself into the stairs next to me.

At the same time, I saw the water purifier in front of me being crushed and the water inside bursting out! In a sudden situation, the water inside was soaked up.

Of course, the water that was sprayed all over the place got into my mouth- It’s fucking tasteless! Minus baby water purifier care is fucking!

While climbing the stairs, gagging, I wondered what had done such a thing in a split second, and a person with one eye, like the Cyclops in mythology, was blinking.

ok, is that guy You shouldn’t talk like this. Frankly, it’s fucking ugly – oh fuck it!

bang! Again, the psychic people who smashed the stairs I was on and approached. It was a fucking thing. I won’t be able to withstand the fact that I have to pay attention to invisible power while running away.

Has it been a minute since you entered this place? I don’t know exactly how much time has passed, but one arm has already been completely smashed along with the gun, and my stamina is dropping.

I was able to climb the stairs and escape to the second floor, so I should be able to hold out for a few more seconds, but it’s only a matter of time. i will die soon

In the midst of the shadow of death casting every moment, strangely, the words Sai said before crashing into the car linger in my ears.

‘If you need my help, let me know anytime. I- I will always help the vice-captain.’

I don’t know why Sai gave Minus the psychic awakening drug.

But if one thing’s for sure, it’s that the bitch was laughing. It’s not just a laugh, it’s like you can’t stand it because you’re looking forward to what will happen next.

Looking back on that smile now, I think the meaning of that smile was probably a smile that foresaw the current situation.

The meaning of Sai’s words must have been literal. Is there anyone else I can lean on in the face of death?

does not exist. Hero New Hope is nowhere to be seen, and even if the police gather, the number of deaths increases. If I don’t want to die here, there’s no way I can survive other than begging her to help me.

But why? Are you trying to see if you remember what happened that night? Or for some other purpose? I can not know. I don’t know.

But she must be watching me from somewhere in this building, and as she said, if I find Sai, she will show up and rescue me.

It is unknown whether it will appear as an assistant shooter belonging to the special investigation team or as a criminal.

So- Sipal, even if I die, I won’t call that bitch. I don’t want to see her get what she wants, even if it costs her life to come this far!

“salt-“

While cursing at my situation and thinking about what to do, something fell from the ceiling along with a shaking shadow. A jagged blade pierced my shoulder blade before I even recognized what had fallen.

“Oh, dog liquid!!”

The howl of the beast pierced my shoulder. I couldn’t help but look back and see a familiar face.

A thug named Park Chin-woo, who was sitting in an executive position in Buksapa, had his hands and arms completely turned into saw blades.

On the face, a knife made by human hands was embedded in the right eye, which is hard to see as a physical change caused by the awakening of psychic powers.

So, the right arm of the guy who gave me goosebumps like that was piercing my shoulder right now.

“This bird… … !”

“kill. Detective, kill, mojo Lee! kill!”

As if he had forgotten human language, the bastard muttered and foamed, and pulled out his arm, and the saw blade-like arm gnawed at the bones and muscles of my shoulder, spraying blood.

shit. I thought I was used to the pain, but the saw blade pierced my shoulder and the pain of being pulled out again was at a level I had never felt before.

Because of the crushing of the hand, there was a lot of bleeding, but it seems that it is difficult to endure. Legs lose strength. Park Chin-woo raises his other arm while trembling as if he intends to end me.

I gave strength to somehow block it, but as if this bastard wasn’t weak like Minus, he ignored my strength and tried to swing his arm as it was-

bang! bang! bang!

“Fuck! Son of a bitch!”

Along with the sound of gunfire, bullets enter Park Chin-woo’s body. Park Chin-woo spurted blood as if the killing spree he had been spouting out a moment ago was a lie, and then fell face down in front of me and did not budge.

… … what now A psychic was shot down? Or rather, did someone save me? who the hell

With many questions in mind, I pushed Park Chin-woo’s body away and looked at the place where the gunshot came from, and there-

“… … Captain Kim?”

“and. crazy guy Did you really come in alone? Is it true that I went crazy because I wanted to follow you?”

Captain Kim, why is that person here? I was surprised and took a closer look at the class president. The human condition was also very bad.

He is bleeding profusely from where his head was broken, and the white of his right eye has also turned red. It seemed that he had been beaten very badly by dragging his legs.

I couldn’t understand. Class President Why is that person here? Although that human also started off to the field, Bald’s role was to lead the field and support from the outside.

Did this human let go of his mind when his hair fell out? Why are you here?

“Fuck. Don’t look at me with those eyes. I don’t even know how I came here because you went crazy and crashed into a car and the whole chain of command and strategy was destroyed.”

… … It’s not my fault. In the meantime, that crazy bitch ran into it on its own. Fuck!

However, there is no time to explain it properly, and the whole building shakes and the sound of explosions and gunshots continues non-stop, reminiscent of a war.

Somehow, I was the first to be branded as a vanguard and chased by psychics, but seeing that no one was following me anymore, I felt like I was chasing other police officers who had entered the interior.

I don’t know if I should call this fortunate that I’m alive, or call it misfortune when I think of the people who are about to die from being attacked by psychics below.

However, if things continue like this, it is certain that both I and the class president will be crushed to death. I asked the class president for help and looked around, asking him how he got here.

“Since all the guys guarding the scepter were rushing to one place, I knew you were there. There are several stairs going up to the second floor here, so it was easy to turn around and go up.”

“… … is it so?”

“yes.”

Saying so, the class president pointed out the way he had come, and supported me as he moved forward.

But even in the midst of that, something, something strangely took hold. I lost a lot of stamina, and my thoughts don’t connect well as my blood is dripping. Go on, something.

“… … What happened to the negative cubs? What about the detectives who entered?”

“Oh, don’t worry. You took the time to find the lab inside. They say the army is coming, and now all we have to do is run.”

Saying that, the class president pushed the button on what appeared to be a freight elevator. The freight elevator, which was invisible even when looking at the inside map, is still working?

Superpowers who don’t chase me. The class president suddenly appeared. A psychic who was shot and fell. A freight elevator that works in this situation?

“… … Shii, feet!”

I trusted my intuition and grabbed the class president’s collar with my only arm and tried to turn around and match, but the class president released my hand with a very light movement and sent me flying back.

I felt my lungs shrink as I fell to the floor. Coughing out, I stood up, glared at the son of a bitch who still looked like ‘the class president’ and said:

“If you’re going to lie, tell a proper lie, son of a bitch.”

“… … oh my god. The drug must have been in your mouth. Are you thinking right? Detective always surprises me.”

The familiar face of the head of the hair removal team was covered with noise, and soon the face of a miserable narrow-eyed bastard was revealed.

Yes. Everything I saw after coming up to the second floor was that bastard’s hallucination. Even if the old man from the shaman’s house is really right, isn’t it a very good fit? I sighed and glared at him.