The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Danced wildly with hands and feet as if desperate to save himself, pushing and kicking down the decorations placed on the bookshelf one after another.

Vases, porcelain, even wood carvings and jade wares all fell one by one along with messy books.

Daisuke Hukura's expression changed sharply with a cold face, and he immediately let go, avoiding the falling decorations: "Stinky bitch!!"

"No! Please let me go, please! I didn't see anything. Really, I really didn't see anything!" The girl burst into tears, and kept picking up objects that fell on the ground and slapped the grinning man Throw away.

"I didn't ask you anything, and you said that you didn't see anything?" Daisuke Hukura had a cold face, with murderous intent in his eyes.

That is the secret in his heart, and it must not be discovered by outsiders.

Even if this person is his lover.

Chapter 290 Arrestor: Atsuto Yamashita

As a writer, a respectable writer in society, Daisuke Torakura never lacks women around him.

Although he was married a long time ago, this did not prevent him from flirting with flowers and grass outside, with colorful flags fluttering.

The little actress who wants to be promoted in the movie adapted from his novel, the beautiful actress who wants to leave the idol industry, the female editor of a small magazine who wants to give her body, and even the female fans who adore him.

Daisuke Torakura once owned them all, but in the end he abandoned them mercilessly.

Of course, the money is enough, and the face after breaking up is also enough.

Coupled with his lofty status in the field of Japanese horror novels, there has been no trouble.

However, what upsets him recently is that the wife he raised at home seems to have cheated too.

Considering the issue of property division, Daisuke Torakura would like to ask the [Sleeping Detective] Mori Kogoro, who trained the high school student detective Mori Ran, to help him obtain the ironclad evidence of his wife's cheating, so that he can make a good job of it, so that This woman who dared to betray her left her home.

Then, something went wrong.

Tonight, his female fan, his new favorite, this year's American-Japanese mixed-race female high school student Hanayamain Hoshino accidentally opened an extremely hidden secret compartment in the bedroom closet when he was talking on the phone with Kogoro Mori.

Thus, I saw some shady letters placed in the dark compartment.

It was a letter between him and a certain doctor of Mihua Central Hospital. He had it, and that doctor also had it.

It was requested by the doctor because he said it was the only thing that would give him peace of mind.Daisuke Torakura asked for something from others, so naturally he could only do so.

In order to deceive others, Daisuke Torakura did not bring these letters back to his Dracula villa, but put them in the villa under his name, which he seldom visits on weekdays.

In the end, the car overturned at Huashanyuan Hoshino's place.

"why……"

"Ahem...why..."

The blond girl who had read the contents of the letter already had red handprints on her neck, coughing and panting heavily.

The shattering of idol myths and the fear of life being threatened were superimposed, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

"There is no reason, blame, I can only blame you for seeing something you shouldn't see."

Daisuke Torakura, who was stepping on debris all over the floor, reached out and patted the switch on the wall, and the dim and warm light instantly lit up the dark study.

Hoshino Hanayama, who was curled up in a corner of the wall, trembled, his eyes full of fear: "Mr. Hu Cang, you can't, you can't kill me. I have already called the police. Officer Yamashita will bring someone here soon."

"You are still young, and you don't know that some things cannot be concluded without conclusive evidence."

The wrinkles full of murderous intent looked particularly terrifying under the light. The man casually picked up half of the horn sculpture that fell on the ground, and grinned cruelly at the corner of his mouth: "Especially, a big man like me with a wide network."

Before he finished speaking, the right hand holding the ram horn sculpture suddenly swung down!

"don't want!!!!"

The outburst of survival instinct made the girl roll on the spot, and the sharp sound of the wind brushed against the shoulder straps of her pajamas, and the exposed purple rose pattern underwear completely lost the initial ambiguity under the light.

Some are just endless coldness.

"Please, please, don't..."

Trembling cry, pear face with rain.

Hanazanin Hoshino's helpless and pitiful appearance made Daisuke Torakura even more excited.

For him who often fantasizes himself as a family of European vampires, this scene now rarely inspires his already exhausted creative inspiration.

"Don't, don't kill me! Don't!"

After seeing Daisuke Torakura pull out a short knife from the top of the bookshelf, the girl who fell on the ground showed despair.

"Cry, cry..."

The man with a big smile held a knife in one hand and stabbed the girl who had no will to resist: "Then, go die."

Ring Ring Ring!

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squeak! ! ! ! ! !

With one foot on the brakes, the sound of sharp friction between the tires and the ground resounded in the lonely night sky——

Yamashita Toshito, who was about to drive the Mercedes-Benz SLR McLaren at an extreme speed, stepped on the brakes and looked at the high-walled villa in front of him with a blank expression.

While turning the steering wheel with one hand to adjust the position of the vehicle, he dialed the phone number his fiancée Shiwa got from Sonoko Machida with the other hand.

It was the personal phone that Daisuke Torakura carried with him.

【help me!Officer Yamashita! 】

The image of the blond girl who had only met once played back in his mind, Yamashita Toruto stepped on the roof of the car twice in a row, climbing over the wall easily.

No one answered the dialed phone, but from the outside of the villa, there were still three brightly lit rooms.

Atsuto Yamashita took out another mobile phone, and the screen displayed two communication sources on the mobile phone.

One is his, and the other...

"Officer Yamashita..."

"It must be Officer Yamashita!"

"Officer Yamashita is here!"

"Officer Yamashita is here cough cough..."

In the study on the third floor, the girl's blond hair was dyed a dark red.

It was the color of blood.

She has tried her best.

I did my best to survive.

Daisuke Torakura panted slightly, his brows furrowed.

It can only be said that a young man is a young man, and his physical strength, flexibility and responsiveness are indeed not comparable to that of a middle-aged man.

If this were his wife, she would have been killed by him long ago, so there is no need to pester her for so long.

But it's not too late to kill her now.

He hadn't heard the siren yet. The call just now was probably from the police to confuse him. Afterwards, he just said that he was taking a shower.

After all, if the police really came, there was absolutely no need to call them one after another.

The most important thing now is to kill.

"Unfortunately, you won't be able to see that officer down the mountain."

boom!

Before the words were finished, the imported wooden study door was already torn apart.

The splashing boards stunned the two people in the room.

Among the flying sawdust, a tall figure in a black suit stepping on leather shoes was slowly reflected in the pupils of the two.

"At 23:53 in the evening, the criminal Daisuke Torakura was arrested on the spot for his attempted murder."

"Arrestor: Yamashita, Tokto."

The cheeks under the dim light are as indifferent and majestic as the Greek gods.

The sharp and sharp lines made the pupils of the two people in the room shrink.

The silver handcuffs flew out like sharp arrows. The surprised Daisuke Torakura subconsciously tried to dodge, but was kicked right in the waist by the expected man!

Dang!

The silver short knife lost control and fell to the ground along with its owner. The sound of metal and flesh hitting the ground was particularly ear-piercing.

Hanayamain Hoshino, who was sitting slumped on the ground and panting, opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Sorry for being late. The police will be here soon, and you are safe."

Turning around, Yamashita Atsuto smiled at the girl who was obviously still in shock, and promised softly.

"Shan, the police officer at the foot of the mountain... so amazing..."

Hoshino Huashanin looked shocked and muttered to himself.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who was far away in the living room of the apartment, was holding the phone tightly, fidgeting.

For some reason, ever since her fiancé led the team to set off, she has always had an ominous premonition in her heart.

[Atsuto is so powerful, nothing will happen, and Takagi and so many colleagues are with him. 】

【Will not. 】

[Huashanyuan will be fine. 】

[Everyone will be safe and sound. 】

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu put the amulet she had asked for in the temple in the palm of her hand, and prayed secretly with her palms together.

Chapter 290 Three You May Not Believe It, I Have a Mental Illness

"Hello? Shiyu?"

"Ah, yes, the person has been rescued. Fortunately, there is nothing serious. Well, don't worry, now Takagi is preparing to send her to the hospital for treatment."