like."

"But having said that, you still insist that there is something wrong with Captain Kimura?"

Although Kimura Hakutaku comes from a well-known family, he is gentle and friendly to others on weekdays. He is one of the ideal types recognized by all female police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department. In addition, he has a very indifferent personality and has never taken the initiative to seize power since joining the Judgment Division.

, even this time he was promoted to the position of acting team leader, so it is difficult for even men to have any feelings of disgust towards him.

Tsukasa Sugita did not directly answer Nishirin Chitetsu's question. He just looked up at him and asked in a calm tone, "Do you think Foreign Minister Taku Amuro is not guilty?"

Upon hearing his question, Xilin Qiante's face suddenly darkened.

For this guy who betrayed Tokugawa Ritora, everyone in the third investigation team wanted to kill him with their own hands immediately.

How can you think that he is innocent?

"But when the Asahi Shimbun published the report and a storm of public opinion broke out on the Internet, the director of the National Defense Office, Yuuo Shibata, committed suicide and successfully 'washed away' the suspicion on Taku Amuro, so until now he is dead

We still haven't been able to successfully convict him."

Having said this, Sugita paused, looked straight at Chitetsu Nishirin and asked, "In that case, why do you still think that the suicide of Deputy Section Chief Matsuo Hayabusa and the open letter sent before his death can be washed away?"

Drop the suspicion on Hakutaku Kimura?"

Hearing Sugita Tsukasa's rhetorical question,

Xi Lin Qiante fell into silence immediately.

It's not like he hasn't thought about this problem.

It's just that human beings often subconsciously want to avoid some cruel realities, and would rather believe in "reality" that is relatively mild even if it is false.

But then I thought about the acting team leader Kimura Hakutaku who punched in and left on time every day like a civil servant. It seemed that he had taken sick leave these past few days and I hadn't seen him for a long time.

That man didn't seem to be very enthusiastic about the acting leader of the Third Investigation Team, or even the position of leader.

if

If Tsukasa Sugita's accusation is true.

Such an indifferent man

What could be his motive for killing?

Just when the captains of the two divisions of the third investigation team fell silent.

Under night.

In an alley not far from the explosion site.

A man whose whole body was charred dragged his body in tattered clothes and struggled to move forward while holding on to the wall. After taking a few steps, he fell to the ground with a "plop".

At this time, the man only felt a dull pain in his right chest. Two ribs had already shown signs of fracture when the explosion hit. The terrifying shock wave also brought two pieces of metal deeply into his muscles. Fortunately, it did not damage the periosteum.

The scariest wound was on the arm.

In the dark alley, half of the right arm of this extremely miserable man had completely disappeared, and the fractured shoulder blade was a charred mess.

In fact, when his life was hanging by a thread, if the man hadn't relied on his intuition from many years of working as a "scavenger" to activate the talent sequence 34 [Embrace of Hell Fire] and made a subconscious evasion of virtualization, I am afraid that he would have completely evaded it at this moment.

It turned into a piece of charcoal in the sea of ​​​​fire caused by the explosion.

However, even so, if a person's arm is blown off alive and burned while he is extremely conscious, the pain he experiences is probably no less than Zainai's trip to prison.

But at this moment, the man's face was full of indifference, as if the feeling of "pain" had been insulated from him. Or maybe after experiencing something a hundred thousand times more painful, this "little"

"Pain" has been unable to shake his will at all.

Kenjiro Nanami took out a flip phone with a corner of it from his pocket. There were two pink cartoon stickers on the back of the phone. The screen was covered with spider web-like cracks. The screen saver seemed to be a photo of three people.

Fortunately, this is an old-fashioned non-smart phone.

Ding ding ding ding

Amidst a burst of button prompts, Nanami Kenjiro pressed the numeric keys with his left thumb with difficulty and dialed a number that did not exist in the phone book of the worker's mobile phone.

After a brief silence, the call was connected.

"Your position is exposed."

As soon as he spoke his first sentence, Nanami Kenjiro dropped a depth charge.

Unexpectedly, the person on the other end of the phone did not ask questions such as "How was he exposed?" or "Who was he exposed by?" He only answered two sentences.

"OK."

"Where are you?"

After getting the reply from Nanami Kenjiro,

The other end hung up the phone.

Nanami Kenjiro threw away his mobile phone, struggled to support his body with one hand, and leaned against the trash can in the corner.

Through the gap at the other end of the alley, he turned his head and stared at the flashing light of the red and blue flashlights and the red smoke and ashes in the dark sky in the distance, and the image of the pool of blood in the kitchen rolled through his mind.

At this time, his lifeless eyes no longer had the soft ripples that occasionally appeared on the surface of a sparkling lake, only a heart-stopping blue indifference like a hell or will-o'-fire.

And in his heart,

There are only two words left.

So he cannot die.

About ten minutes later.

A basement in Sakuragaoka-cho, Shibuya Ward, was destroyed.

Less than ten minutes passed,

In this dark alley in Shinjuku District, Nanami Kenjiro heard the sound of footsteps.

A young man in his mid-twenties, with an unusually handsome appearance, but whose face looked as pale as if he had not recovered from an injury, appeared next to him.

Behind the young man was a middle-aged office worker who was dressed somewhat similarly to Nanami Kenjiro, but he looked older.

After Fuuma Ryusei and Hanagasa Onto of the Night Fury Revolutionary Army arrived, they looked at the man sitting on the ground and leaning on the wall with his forehead lowered. His whole body was charred and black, and his mutilated body looked like a vengeful evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Thinking of the burning apartment building he passed just now and the tragic situation of the man in front of him, a chill flashed in Fuuma Liusheng's handsome eyes, and then he suddenly couldn't help but let out a sharp cough.

Obviously, the injuries caused to him by the celestial judge in White Jade Square were not so easy to heal.

"Is there any smoke?"

At this time, Nanami Kenjiro, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly asked.

Fuuma Ryuso doesn't have the habit of smoking, but Hanagasa Onto who is following him does.

Just looking at the shocking injuries of Nanami Kenjiro in front of him, Hanagasa Onto said uneasily, "Didn't you say that you have children at home who have been quitting smoking for several years?"

Halfway through the words,

The sound suddenly stopped.

Obviously, they already knew something about the situation on the way here.

well.

Sighing silently.

Hanagasa Onto took out a pack of cigarettes, poured out one, knelt down and handed it to Nanami Kenjiro's lips, then lit it for him against the desolate night wind.

Nanami Kenjiro, who was leaning against the corner, felt the smell of tobacco, took a deep breath, and it poured into his lungs. Then he exhaled the rich smoke and took another deep breath.

Between the fire and the light,

A freshly lit cigarette

It's the end in four strokes.

"I'm sorry, that brother of mine is too stupid. The follow-up tasks can be completed after I recover from my injury." Fuma Ryuso stared at the silent man in front of him and asked:

"What are you going to do next?"

"Kill them."

Nanami Kenjiro spit out the cigarette butt and looked up at the small patch of dim night above the alley.

"But the people from the Adjudication Department this time are very powerful and terrifying, and you are no match for them." Fuma Ryuso couldn't help but frowned, "Even my brother is no match for him."

"Then I die."

The man's calm tone seemed to be saying something natural.

Fengma Liusheng was silent for a moment and then said, "I won't stop you from taking revenge, but I think you should take good care of yourself first. Killing the enemy is the only way to get revenge. Otherwise, you will just die."

After a pause, Fuma Liusheng continued:

"If you really want revenge, there is someone who might be able to help you. He is the only person I can think of who has this ability, provided you can find him or contact him."

"Who?" the man looked up and asked.

"New Tokyo Ethics Committee

Or, you can call him Captain Dragonfly."
Chapter completed!