The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

The weak Matsumoto Kiyonaga began to move down the stage, Tsuruta Jundai smiled cruelly, and immediately rushed towards Yamashita Atsuto.

Fists and arms crossed.

Taking his left foot as the center, Atsuto Yamashita spun around on the ground and raised his arm to withstand the attack, then slapped Tsuruta Junyo on the back of the head with his backhand.

The strength was so heavy that it almost made him stare at him.

"That's it?"

Atsuto Yamashita provocatively hooked his hands, and the humiliation in his words made Tsuruta-kundai pounce on him like a mad dog.

At this time, Matsumoto Kiyonaga, who had already reached the edge of the stage, gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his body in order to make himself faster, and rolled down the steps directly!

"I'm not good at boxing, and my legs and feet are weak."

Yamashita Atsuto's right leg met the attack from Tsuruta Jundai head-on, the pain as if hitting an iron plate made the latter's breathing suddenly suffocate!

"Muscle wasting, fighting idiot."

Dwarf grabbed Tsuruta Junyo's wrist and pulled hard, Yamashita Atsuto bumped his head into his chest!

"cough!"

The prisoner, who only felt his chest shaking, widened his eyes, and in the next second, pains like landslides and ground cracks hit one after another!

Losing his balance, Tsuruta Junyo was kicked flying by Yamashita Atsuto who stood up!

"cough…………"

"Oh shit…………"

"do not fight…………"

"What kind of monster are you..."

Panting, Tsuruta Jundai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sat down on the ground, grinning in pain.

Directly opposite him, Atsuto Yamashita still stepped on the button with his left foot, and there was nothing abnormal except that his breathing was a little messy.

This fucking made one leg unable to move and he couldn't even beat it, and he even hit it with a hammer!

"If you want to fight me, you are still far away." Shaking his hand, Yamashita Atsuto pulled out another gun from his waist, and directly shot the gun Tsuruta Junyo threw on the ground before. A pulpy.

Tsuruta Junyo panted, his expression tightened.He casually grabbed the gun that Atsuto Yamashita had dropped on the ground before, but was shocked to find that the gun seemed...a little light?

"You can take it apart and see if there is a bullet in it."

Atsuto Yamashita squatted down with a smile, raised his hand, and aimed his gun at Tsuruta Junyo: "Now, can you tell me where the bombs are planted besides this auditorium?"

Behind him, the weak Matsumoto Kiyonaga had already pushed open the door of the auditorium, and his figure was exposed to the sight of the police who followed Atsuto Yamashita into the campus.

"Administrator?!"

"quick!"

"stretcher!"

"Bomb disposal team!"

Mu Mu Shisan, who had been prepared for a long time, waved his hand, and the medical staff transferred from Mihua Central Hospital rushed in from the school gate pushing a stretcher.

"Administrator! How is Yamashita doing inside?!"

"Administrator?!"

Matsumoto Kiyonaga's eyes darkened and he fainted to the ground.

boom!

A shot goes off!

In the auditorium, there are only two people on the stage.

Tsuruta Junyo, who glanced at the bullet hole at his foot, smiled brightly: "It seems that Officer Yamashita is very afraid that I will die from blood loss."

Benedictine Yamashita kept a cold face and didn't make a sound.

"Throw away the gun in your hand, I can tell you a location, and promise to tell you the next location every half hour."

"Otherwise, just wait and see the fireworks that explode over Tokyo at [-]:[-] in the morning."

Tsuruta Junyo smiled grimly and stated his conditions.

After all, he never thought about escaping from Japan now.

He came here tonight to die with Benedict at the foot of the mountain.

Originally, he wanted to see Yamashita's dilemma before he died together, but he didn't expect that he would be humiliated in all directions.

"Go ahead."

Atsuto Yamashita did as he did, throwing away the gun in his hand.

"Sawamura Spencer Eriri, the daughter of a diplomat from Toyosaki Gakuen."

"Her paintings are very beautiful, so I gave her a picture frame in the name of [Hayasaka Baiya] for her to take home and frame for decoration at the exhibition."

"Now, that picture frame should be at her home."