[Comprehensive] The bloody case caused by the Akashi family

When Atobe Keigo was in junior high school, he silently highlighted his "mother" attribute, and the object of his daily worries was Yajima Mika.The friendship between the two families is too deep, they both go to the same school in junior high school and high school, and his mother told him to take care of her more than once in his ear, just because of her bold and unrestrained style, he had a headache for a long time.

Even though Keigo Atobe disliked Mika Yajima as his wife, he was used to discipline her.

They sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby, and the atmosphere was a little too quiet.

"Misha, come here." Atobe raised his jaw slightly, looking at someone sitting next to Akashi.

There were only two sofas, and she actually chose to sit next to Akashi, without giving him any face, it was shameful.

"..." Mi Xia didn't think too much about it, she just felt that the rose essential oil on Jing Wu's body was a bit coquettish and she couldn't get used to it.

But in front of others, she must give him face!

Yajima Misha walked slowly over to sit beside him, and then held her breath, the smell was so strong that it made the tip of her nose itch.

Akashi seemed to be able to understand her complex expression changes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he smiled softly.

Atobe's eyes narrowed slightly, even if the man on the opposite sofa didn't have a straight face or even a smile at the corner of his mouth, his aura was comparable to him.He is not familiar with Akashi, but has only met him a few times when attending various banquets with his father, and has heard a lot about him from the elders.

His impression of Akashi is: a low-key style, strong ability, and like him, he can speak various languages ​​fluently.

He is indeed an excellent man, but for tonight's matter, points must be deducted.

"You have nothing to say?" Atobe withdrew his gaze from Akashi, and looked at Misha beside him who was silent.

"Yes." Mixia nodded, staring at his slightly wet hair and asked, "Jingwu, were you washing your hair in the room just now?"

"..." What kind of anti-customer-oriented question is this?He knew that Yajima Yajima never played cards according to common sense.

Atobe looked at her arrogantly, "No?"

He opened an expensive suite in the hotel to wash his hair, Mi Xia understood this very well, "This is like your style."

"...The current focus is not this at all, is it?" Atobe resisted the urge to help his forehead, what would he say about talking on the phone under the banyan tree and being hit on the head by bird feces?

"Didn't I say it was a misunderstanding?" Misha felt that there was no need to sit down and discuss this matter.

"Seeing is believing." Atobe said flatly.

Misha stroked her chin and said, "Then you may have missed someone." She hooked her hands towards the corner of the sofa, "Conan, come here."

Conan's toes trembled, and he didn't move for a while when he heard her words. He didn't want to get involved in their discussion at all.

"Oh, what a brat." Seeing that he didn't move for a while, Mixia's body movements were one step faster than her words, and she walked over and picked him up with both hands, and then held him up in front of Atobe, "He fell into the pit just now Let's take him here to take a shower."

Atobe Keigo didn't know this child, and this child blocked his sight.So he took Conan by the collar and took him aside.

He wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, there was another commotion in the hotel.

"Officer, officer!" The tall and thin person in charge stood on the second floor and waved at Mixia, shouting anxiously, "I found a man in black at the escape stairs!"

Letting the hotel block all the exits cannot be completed for a while. After all, the security of the hotel is not as good as the well-trained police officers.Just as she took a step, Atobe grabbed her wrist.

"Dangerous," he said, "call the police first."

The strength on the wrist was still a bit heavy, and Mixia knew that Keigo Atobe didn't allow her to chase after him.

"The police are right in front of you." She also said the same thing as Akashi, and both of them responded by calling the police first, as if they didn't regard her as a great police officer at all.

Isn't it a waste of resources that she chooses to ignore it right in front of her eyes?

Mixia vigorously shook off Atobe's hand, thinking that in the future the police officer's card must never be left behind, so she took it out at any time and asked them to open their eyes and take a good look at it.

She quickly ran over to the escape stairs.

The remaining two men looked at each other, and now the discussion about whether to open a room or not is secondary, her safety is the most important.

Even though both of them have seen her skills more than once, they still don't know whether the other party is illegally possessing firearms. No matter how powerful their fists are, they are no match for a bullet.

Keigo Atobe was going crazy. He suddenly remembered that when he was in junior high school, Mika Yajima, who had just learned karate for two days, dared to yell at a few gangsters who surrounded the school girls in the alley to moleste, and the result was of course He was beaten, and his face was touched several times. If he hadn't happened to meet him, the consequences would have been even worse.

He really wanted to refuse this kind of childishness that didn't make him feel at ease.

Atobe recalled it for only a few seconds. Although he felt very troublesome in his heart, he immediately dialed the number and called the police. When he looked up again, Akashi had disappeared.

The door of the escape stairs was open, and Atoro raised his legs and immediately chased after him.

Akashi didn't see anyone on the escape stairs.

He stopped his sprinting steps, calmed down and observed the surrounding environment as he walked upstairs.

The trash can in the corner was overturned, which may have been encountered during the chase, and the stair railings that had not been cleaned for many years and accumulated dust also showed signs of being helped by someone, which was left by her running forward while holding the stairs.

They have been running upstairs, and the rooftop is the rooftop.

On the open rooftop, the development of things may be even more unexpected.

Akashi walked up the stairs to the second floor and found a few drops of blood on the steps.He was taken aback, judging from the size of the bloodstain, it should not have been caused by a gunshot.

Akashi, who was slightly relieved, quickened his pace, and went up four steps to continue looking for someone.

The hotel's escape stairs were very long, and when Akashi reached the fifth floor, he still didn't see a single person.He raised his head and glanced up. Based on the time, he probably had chased him to the rooftop.

After going up two more floors, Akashi heard a slight sound, it was the sound of someone panting.

He walked a few steps faster and saw Yajima Yasha standing in the middle of the stairs on the eighth floor.Heizi man has been successfully captured, his right hand is handcuffed in silver, and the other side of the handcuff is fixed on the handrail of the stairs.

Compared to his appearance of gasping for breath after exhausting his strength to avoid chasing, Yajima Mika had a calm expression on his face, with a smug smile on his lips.

"Akashi-kun?" Misha obviously didn't know that he would chase after him, but she was a little dazed when she saw him.

"Yajima, are you okay?" Akashi asked, "Where is the injury? I saw blood in the stairwell."

"I'm not injured." Mixia thought for a moment, and suddenly realized, "It's the blood he bled when he knocked on the handrail of the stairs."

Only then did Akashi take a closer look at the man in black. His nose was red and swollen, and there was still a little blood in his nose, which may have been wiped off his nose.He didn't care about this person's condition, so he quickly looked away.

"Take him back to the police station first." Misha patted the man in black on the shoulder, "After you go back, tell me everything honestly."

"Atobe should have called the police." Akashi said.

"Then take it to the hall first."

Yajima Misha took out the key from her pocket as she spoke, and bent down to untie the handcuffs on the handrail of the stairs. The key was inserted into the keyhole, and before turning it, she was caught off guard by the man in black who wanted to continue struggling. Give it a push.

Driven by inertia, she didn't stand firm and fell forward, but she was able to pull the key out of the hole in a blink of an eye. Even she admired her own reflexes.

Seeing that the key was not left behind, the man in black slapped the handrail of the stairs angrily, and grinned at the dull pain.

Yajima Mika didn't stand still, Akashi was standing in front of her, naturally she wanted to reach out to help her.

After hugging her, Akashi's right foot moved back three steps and barely stabilized his figure.

Yajima Yajima's face was buried in his neck, and the touch on his cheeks was warm, but this posture didn't last long, and the man in black who couldn't get angry behind him stretched out his fat palm again.

This time Akashi couldn't hold on, and the two fell down the stairwell, fortunately they didn't hit their heads.

"Damn, you dare to attack the police twice." Misha wanted to rush up and punch him in the face, but the most important thing at this moment is to care about Akashi who was thrown down by her.

"I'm fine." Akashi answered her before she could speak.

"Akashi-kun, I'm sorry that this happened to you."

"It was just an accident, no need to apologize," he said.

But at this moment, footsteps sounded at the stairway, just at the moment when they released their current strange posture.

Immediately, Keigo Atobe's deep voice slowly entered his ears, "...you, what were you doing just now?"

Misha clearly saw the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"Jingwu, you may be thinking wrong." She patted the dust on her body casually.

Atobe didn't answer, just frowned slightly and looked at Akashi who was gently wiping the dust off his coat.

Akashi cleaned up his suit jacket, stared at Atobe who said nothing, and explained lightly: "I just helped Yajima when she was about to fall."

Atobu raised his eyebrows and felt that this explanation sounded a bit perfunctory.

"Akashi, what we were talking about earlier..."

Before the words were finished, a football suddenly cut through the air and flew straight towards it. The moment Misha saw it, Keigo Atobe was hit hard on the back of the head.

The football rolled twice around his feet, and lay quietly in the stairwell, and all the sounds stopped abruptly.

Being hit on the head by a football that appeared out of thin air, Atobe was stunned and didn't react for a while.

"Jing...Jing Wu, are you okay?" Yajima Mixia saw that he was still in a daze, and waved her hands in front of his eyes.

In the silent air, the sound of rapid breathing gradually sounded, accompanied by the heaving and falling of his chest, Misha realized that he was not in general anger now.

If she was hit on the head inexplicably, it would be considered light to press the other party on the ground and rub it well.

"Who kicked the ball? Give it to me!" He was so angry that even the self-proclaimed second-year middle school came out.

There was a dry, awkward laugh from the stairs on the upper floor, and the three of them looked over.

In the field of vision, a small head was protruding from the stairs.

After seeing the face, Mi Xia pursed her lips and shook her head, looking at him with three large characters written in her eyes: Bear boy.

"You kicked the ball?" Atobe asked sullenly.

"..." What if I accidentally kicked it crookedly?