Location: Tokyo, Metropolitan Police Headquarters Building.
It was still the same monotonous interrogation room, with gray walls, a metallic silver interrogation table, a ticking clock on the wall, and the spotlessly polished one-way mirror reflecting Mandy, who was sitting blankly, playing with the ends of her hair with her fingers.
.
Amidst the beeping sound of the metal lighter, Yuan Zhisheng lit the last cigarette in Gentle Seven Stars, took a deep breath and exhaled the white smoke. He held the cigarette between his fingers and gently pressed it against the corner of the table. Green smoke curled from his fingers.
rising.
Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the clock and found that it was already getting late. There was still an hour and a half before the street lights would go out. This interrogation was surprisingly long. He did not ask for any meaningful information in one night.
This beautiful blond girl from our headquarters has fully taught the director of our executive bureau a lesson on what it means to win without any tricks and to defeat the masters with fools.
Yuan Zhisheng asked Mandy what information she had, and Mandy said she didn't know. Yuan Zhisheng slapped the table in protest, with evil eyes. Mandy immediately hugged her head and curled up in preparation for a beating. Yuan Zhisheng said coldly that you are the commissioner of this department and you are
She is an 'S'-level senior sister. You should know something inside. Mandy said, "I know that my junior brother puts the water in the bath very hot when he takes a shower in the dormitory, so he is often scolded by his roommates. He must have been a pig in his previous life."
Behind the one-way mirror in the interrogation room, Ms. Yabuki Sakura stood silently in front of the cassette recorder, watching this endless farce. The two idiots Crow and Yasha had already fallen asleep on the chairs, and the latter
His two hands were crossed in a very responsible manner on the waistband of his windbreaker to grasp the handle of the gun, ready to shoot with both guns if someone robbed him and opened his eyes.
The interrogation reached a deadlock. Sakura glanced at the clock. Four or five hours had passed since the car chase on the streets of Tokyo. This time was long enough for Ryōichi Kubo and Lin Nian to run from one end of Tokyo to the other. If their purpose was
To seek personal revenge from the fierce ghosts, either the two of them had already stuffed the barrel of the gun into the enemy's throat, or the two idiots were ambushed by the enemy and killed.
Regardless of whether it is a good or bad guess, the outcome should have been finalized long ago, but there is no news yet.
In the interrogation room, Yuan Xiaosheng twirled his fingers towards the one-way mirror. Sakura immediately lowered her head, grabbed the microphone and pressed the button: "Yes."
"Ask Crow and Yasha to bring back bowls of noodles," Yuan Zhisheng said.
Sakura kicked Crow's chair, and the guy was so shocked that he immediately stood up, pulled out two guns, stretched out his hands and gestured around. Only when he saw Sakura staring at him expressionlessly did he know that he had received an order.
"Go outside and bring back a bowl of noodles." Sakura said.
"Young Master, are you hungry? Do you want barbecued pork or fish paste?" Crow slapped him and inserted the gun back, then kicked Yaksha awake. The latter stood up like him and made wild gestures with the gun.
"It's the prisoner who wants to eat." Sakura said, "She kept complaining that she drank some champagne and ate some cold cuts for dinner, and her stomach was empty."
"Damn it, we have been chasing them all night and we haven't even gotten a midnight snack yet, and they actually want to eat barbecued pork noodles. Where can I get barbecued pork noodles at four in the morning?" Crow muttered and pushed open the door of the interrogation room.
Yaksha yawned and walked out together.
Sakura looked back at the interrogation room. Yuan Zhisheng tried another interrogation, and this time Sakura noticed an inexplicable light from her young master's eyes.
"congratulations."
After about ten minutes of silence, Yuan Zhisheng looked at Mandy, whose eyelids were drooping like a wilted eggplant, and suddenly spoke.
"Congratulations, are the barbecued pork noodles sold out? I can change the fish plate, I'm not picky about food." Mandy woke up and sat upright, touching the non-existent ham to calm herself down.
"The barbecued pork noodles are on the way. Congratulations on your success in delaying time for your comrades." Yuan Zhisheng took back the gentian pattern ring on the table and put it on his finger: "At the same time, it also gave me my opinion on the commissioner of this department.
There is a new look.”
"I heard that our headquarters specialists have always been looked down upon by you, right?" Mandy's eyes narrowed.
"I'm just a little surprised. I thought that the commissioners of this department were all tractable lambs, but now it seems that there are still hot-blooded middle school boys, and they are right under my nose." Yuan Zhisheng put out his cigarette.
A black mark was left on the metal table: "Two young men were provoked and rushed single-handedly into the enemy's obvious ambush. Even if the news of their death came back soon, no one would mourn them.
, because this kind of behavior will be nailed to the pillar of shame in this family."
"Then if my junior brother and Mr. Ryoichi don't go up to the top and contact me instead, will you take action to mobilize personnel to join them in finding trouble for the fierce ghosts?" Mandy couldn't help but ask.
"No." Yuan Zhisheng said bluntly: "Since the fierce ghosts want to provoke the commissioners of our headquarters, then we will do the opposite and control them firmly in our hands, so that the fierce ghosts will not have any chance to touch them.
They won't be given any limited freedom until we dig out the ambush and hidden lines set by the Fierce Ghosts for this operation."
"Director, you are so clear-minded and don't tell secrets." Mandy sighed: "No wonder junior brother and the others would rather rush into an ambush than join you. The bloody feud will be buried under house arrest. If this kind of thing really happens,
Now, Ryoichi-kun will go crazy, right?"
"Many people have lost their loved ones in the battle against dangerous hybrids." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly: "The only thing they can do is to remain rational, provide clues to the family, and trust that the family can help them.
To bring justice and uphold justice, instead of putting yourself in danger for the sake of selfish revenge. To love someone is not to die with her, but to live together for her."
"Director, you are really honorable and upright." Mandy said casually with her eyes lowered.
"You don't have to be nervous, because now we don't have to worry about where the two of them are going." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly: "Whether they are going south or north, they have already been as fearless as porcupines.
We rushed into the enemy's trap. We have decided whether we will live or die. It doesn't matter what you say."
"Who knows." Mandy's eyes were flying wildly, but Yuan Zhisheng was keenly aware that her heartbeat was speeding up.
"Your stupid loyalty to your comrades has caused us to miss the best time for rescue." Yuan Zhisheng said: "But I can understand you. You don't understand what kind of organization the Menggui Sect is. You don't know.
Their history and background make them blindly believe that an 'S' class can easily solve their problems. Tragedies have always happened due to this kind of contempt and arrogance, and this time should be no exception."
After saying that, seeing Mandy still unresponsive, Yuan Zhisheng stood up and walked towards the door of the interrogation room.
Seeing that Yuan Zhisheng had finally given up, the heavy mountain that had been weighing on Mandy's heart finally collapsed. She breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the interrogation table with happiness in her eyes.
After Yuan Zhisheng opened the door, Crow walked in carrying a bowl of hot barbecued pork noodles. His face was as black as the bottom of the pot and he brought it to Mandy. He put it down with a bang and splashed a lot of oil and water.
The heartless Mandy didn't care at all about this kind of cold violence. She sat up, opened the disposable chopsticks, clasped her hands together and said, "I'm going to start." The whole time, the crows stared at her expressionlessly with their hands folded, not knowing how evil they were in their hearts.
He was thinking something bad.
At this time, the cell phone ring suddenly rang outside the interrogation room door that had not yet been closed, and then Yuan Zhisheng's low voice came faintly from outside after the call was connected. Mandy, who was eating noodles, paused and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows quietly.
ears.
"Found it? One of the ones who took the initiative to contact Kaguya was seriously injured, and the other one was on the verge of death. Are they in Osaka?"
After Mandy heard the word "Osaka", her heart obviously skipped a beat, and she turned to look out the door.
At this moment, Sakura behind the interrogation room immediately grabbed the microphone: "It's definitely in the direction of Osaka. The target's reaction is obvious."
"Young Master, direction to Osaka." Crow suddenly turned his head and no longer missed Mandy in the interrogation room, and walked out quickly.
"No, no." Mandy almost spat out her face. She stood up and was about to run, but the door to the interrogation room slammed shut, shutting her down.
Behind the door of the interrogation room, Sakura, Yasha and Crow followed Yuan Zhisheng and walked quickly through the corridor of the Metropolitan Police Department. The cars had been preheated outside the Metropolitan Police Department building, and all the executioners of the family who had rested and prepared were already there.
I have been sharpening my sword and waiting for the outcome of the trial.
"Why does Young Master know that the 'S' class of our headquarters is in Osaka?" Crow, who was following Yuan Zhisheng as a military advisor, was surprised by the scene just now. Although he fell asleep in the second half, he could guarantee that Mandy would be like that.
There would be no progress even if the attitude was interrogated for several hours, but Minamoto somehow accurately named the location of 'Osaka', tricking Mandy into having a huge reaction.
"Guess." Yuan Zhisheng opened the elevator and walked in.
"There are so many places in Japan, why guess Osaka?" Crow was still puzzled.
"As someone who followed Okubo Ryoichi and the 'S' class all the way, she must know the destination of those two people. There is no doubt about this." Minamoto Chisheng said, and Yasha and Crow both nodded. No one thought that
Mandy is really stupid. She should know some key information more or less, but the interrogation methods are limited and they cannot dig out this information.
"When I walked into the interrogation room, I noticed that after she glanced at me for the first time, she immediately looked at the wall clock behind me." Yuan Zhisheng said, and when the word "wall clock" came out, Sakura's face showed a clear look.
Enlightenment expression.
"An average of two or three times in half an hour. Although sometimes you look at it with your peripheral vision and glance inadvertently, you can't hide this mentality of caring about time. But until 3:30 in the morning, that is, half an hour ago, you suddenly no longer care about time.
"Yuan Zhisheng said calmly: "This means that she thought those two people should have successfully reached their destination at that point in time."
"It's half past three. It seemed to be about twelve o'clock when we caught her, right?" Crow said.
"Excluding half an hour's error, it's a two-and-a-half-hour drive. If you take the 12 o'clock evening Shinkansen train, you can reach Osaka Prefecture by going south from Tokyo, and you can reach Sendai by going north, no matter where they are now
It's hundreds of kilometers away from Tokyo," Yuan Zhisheng said.
"So Master, you took a gamble and said on the phone that you had received a message from 'Osaka', and asked Miss Sakura to observe his reaction." Even Yasha understood at this time.
"They actually went to Osaka. Do you want to contact the Kansai branch?" Crow took out his mobile phone.
"I'm already in contact." Sakura said tapping the screen of her phone.
"Young Master, is it too late for us to rush over? This conspiracy of the Fierce Ghosts is probably not just for the two of them. If I were a member of the Fierce Ghosts, I would definitely make two preparations to prevent them.
We really communicated with our family and brought a large force to encircle and suppress them, but if those two guys were so angry and rushed in, it would have been long ago." Crow put down the phone and whispered.
"It won't be too late." Yuan Zhisheng interrupted the crow coldly, which surprised the crow.
In the interrogation room, when talking to Mandy, Yuan Zhisheng showed 100% contempt for the impulsiveness and aggressiveness of the commissioner of the headquarters, but now he took the initiative to look at the good side of the development of the matter.
As for why, Yuan Zhisheng did not explain, but silently touched his chest, where there was a stab wound that had not yet fully healed.
*
This is a massacre.
Before everyone in the Paradise Pavilion could react, a monster bursting with deep white mist ripped off the king's head. After the head fell to the ground, blood sprayed on the ceiling in a dramatic and exaggerated way. The entire Paradise Pavilion was filled with blood.
There was a burst of red rain.
All the black-clothed gunmen bathed in the blood rain opened fire. The target was not the white-scaled monster that killed the king, but Ryoichi Okubo, who was standing alone in the open space, because the king's last instruction before his head was pulled out was 'kill'
Ryoichi' rather than 'revenge him'.
The overwhelming barrage enveloped Ryoichi with murderous intent, but at the moment of the gunshot, Ryoichi disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already hiding behind a pachinko machine. The whole scene seemed to have been edited out of frames, and the bullets were missed.
After the gunman hit him, many people in the crowd groaned and looked around, completely confused as to what was happening.
But soon, a huge noise attracted the attention of all the gunmen. After tearing off the head of the king, the white-scaled monster seemed to have not vented its anger enough. It raised its foot and violently trampled on the headless corpse several times. The mezzanine
The bulletproof vest and steel plate under the black feathers broke instantly, and there was a frightening sound of bone cracking and the sound of the ball leaking air.
As if it had crushed a bag of tomatoes, the white-scaled monster shook the bloody mud on its feet in disgust, and turned to look at the men in black around it. Anyone who stared at it with its red golden eyes seemed to be stared at by Gu Long.
Unable to help but fall back and suffocate, the human survival instinct crazily stimulates the brain to send out escape signals.
But surprisingly, the group of men in black did not escape. After they looked at each other, they burst out with unparalleled cohesion and something similar to 'faith'. Behind the pachinko machine, Okubo Ryoichi, who had just escaped from the Time Zero Realm, gasped violently.
Watching this scene, he only saw the group of men in black neatly putting their hands into the inner pockets of their suits and taking out a syringe containing a purple-red unknown liquid. They stared at the white-scaled monster with death-like eyes, and then
The needle was inserted into the neck and all the liquid was pushed out.
"Stimulants?" Okubo Ryoichi covered his gunshot wound and squinted at the needle that was thrown to the ground. He could only think of medicines injected during the war, such as amoxazole and ephedrine.
But what happened next to the people in black overturned his suspicions. After being injected with the purple-red potion, each gunman in a suit and leather suit had his muscles expand unnaturally, and his sleeves were stretched to the ground and torn open, and his golden eyes were like gas lamps.
Light the focus on the white-scaled monster.
Their bloodlines have been activated. Although most of the gunmen are hybrids, most of the members who can be recruited by the Fierce Ghosts are low-class hybrids with mottled and complex bloodlines. According to the traditional 3E examination evaluation of Cassell Academy
, it is even difficult for these people to reach 'C' level. Most of them may not be able to successfully light up the golden eyes in their entire lives. The effect of dragon blood on them is limited to a small increase in physical and mental strength.
But obviously, now the roaring people in black with shining golden eyes have awakened their bloodlines by the unknown purple-red potion. The mysterious chemical substances have stimulated their bloodlines, and part of the power belonging to dragons has begun to surge and roar in their blood vessels.
!
Okubo Ryo's scalp went numb. He realized that this second ambush was not actually prepared for the two of them. In the king's plan, they would have died in the first wave of encirclement and suppression, and this second wave of ambush was very difficult.
It was obviously prepared for the possible arrival of the Sheqi Eight Family!
The conspiracy of the Paradise Hall is seamless and killing every corner. The king is not just focusing on the two of them. He has prepared these crazy potions and completely brainwashed dead soldiers in order to prevent the follow-up inquiries from the eight Sheqi families.
Chop it up and let this Japanese mixed-race royal family bleed completely!
In General Wang's original plan, the executive bureau of our family should have tracked down and swarmed into the Paradise Pavilion. These men in black who had been injected with the medicine were to deal with them. Unfortunately, no one else arrived at the Paradise Pavilion today. There were only two people from beginning to end.
.
In other words, a person and a complete monster.
Phew.
The white-scaled monster punched the head of a roaring gunman who rushed forward. It was like a water bag being exploded by a tennis racket. The red and white blood mixed with fine bone fragments shot out at high speed and splashed on the floor and
On the ceiling, the gunman whose head disappeared trembled for a few times before falling to the ground with a thud.
The white-scaled monster took a step forward and stepped on the gunman's back. He screamed and circled around to launch a provocation. In this state, the white-scaled monster actually still retained a trace of 'thinking'. He regarded this siege by the fierce ghosts as a game.
, and he is the 'banker' of the game, and the members of the Fierce Ghosts who have been injected with potion can be called the 'players' of the players.
The battle was on the verge of breaking out. The medicine was gradually depriving them of their sanity. The gunmen, who were left with only the intent to kill, rushed forward one after another. They used guns, claws, knives, and even teeth to attack the white-scaled monster. The latter also roared in a strange way.
People's joyful laughter tore apart, tore, and chopped the toys that came at them one by one.
There was no light from the spirit, only pure fighting. Ryoichi hid behind the pinball machine and watched this scene with twitching eyelids. The men in black who rushed forward seemed to have jumped into a blender, with broken limbs and a large amount of thick blood.
The blades danced and splashed as the blades rolled, and the white figure transformed into a butcher in the center of the slaughterhouse jumped and reveled in joy.
Blood was spilled on the floating world paintings on the bronze door of the Paradise Hall, dyeing the sea of red clouds and blood in the hell hole red. Today's Paradise Hall is simply a hell on earth.
Until the end, Ryoichi couldn't help but close his eyes. If he continues to watch, it will be unforgettable for a lifetime. But even if he closes his eyes, his ears can't help but hear the sounds of cracking skulls, breaking bones of hands, and tearing of flesh and skin.
The cracking sound, the shattering sound of a body being blown apart, is the lullaby of hell, and the monster's scream is the gentle hum of the tune.
Until finally everything stopped.
In less than three minutes, there was no one alive in the Paradise Pavilion.
No, there is still a living person, and that is Ryoichi.
A shadow enveloped Ryoichi in front of Pachinko. He opened his eyes and saw the bent legs of the alienated sharp bones. Then he raised his head and a hand reached out to him and grabbed his neck, dragging him.
Leading him forward in the ocean of blood and water, leading him up a mountain made of piles of corpses.
On the top of the mountain, Ryoichi was lifted up. The white-scaled monster stared at him and held him up in a full circle, as if to show off his masterpiece. This hell seemed to be frozen here, and it was difficult to breathe.
Ryoichi caught a glimpse of the headless corpse of the king out of the corner of his eye. He twitched the corners of his mouth and finally let go of his hands that tightly held the white-scaled monster.
He gave up.
Maybe that's enough
The white-scaled monster in the Paradise Pavilion raised its arms and roared, tightening its claws.