"Well, that's how it is..."

"Although someone has been arranged to connect, but for safety's sake, I still have to ask you to bring Dazai back in person."

"After all, it's Yuichi you, Dazai should be able to listen a little bit."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ozaki Momiji's voice came from the phone.

The woman's voice was laughing and full of hints.

"Of course, if there is a conflict, remember not to leave evidence."

Communication was unilaterally cut off.

Takigawa Yuichi looked at the darkened screen and stood on a familiar street in Tokyo where people came and went, feeling a little confused for a while.

In comparison, the Central Plains beside him is much more normal.

The boy pulled off the brim of his hat and asked him with a frown, "Sister Hongye said it's still the old plan?"

"..." Takikawa Yuichi didn't speak, he put his hand into the pocket of the windbreaker expressionlessly, and made a heavy "um" after a long while.

Zhongyuan Zhong also wondered: "Have you caught a cold?"

Takigawa Yuichi answered quickly this time: "No."

Zhongyuan Zhong was also choked, he thought about the words in his mind, and after a long time he subtly loosened the corners of his lips: "Takikawa."

"?"

"Don't you think you're wearing a little too much?"

An exaggerated stand-up collar trench coat, a mask covering half of his face - the boy's actions are strange, and he looks like a complete suspect.

Takigawa Yuichi was silent, obviously realizing this problem.

He hesitated for a moment, took a slow breath, and finally took off the mask on his face.

"Sorry," Yuichi Takigawa said sincerely, "I thought it was a trend."

The traffic lights on the opposite side of the zebra crossing turned yellow, and the moving vehicles slowly stopped.

Takigawa Yu glanced at the location of the police station on the map, and was about to start walking when he heard a scream from the crowd.

"Murder—"

With the sound of a gunshot, the gathered crowd dispersed as if they were fleeing for their lives. The murderer was standing in the middle of the road ten meters away, with a middle-aged man who fell to the ground and a woman dressed as a white-collar worker in his hands.

"Don't move! I shot!"

There were two more beeps, and the muzzle of the gangster was aimed at the sky, warning the surrounding crowd to be stopped.

The women who were held hostage cried louder. The golden ring on her ring finger shone, grabbed the gangster's arm, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"Reporter! Call me the reporter! I have something to tell the reporter!"

Amid the chaos, it seemed that someone had called the police, and Takigawa Yuyi calmly pressed Nakahara Chuya's shoulder.

"Can't use powers here."

In any case, the purpose of their trip was to get Dazai out of the game while avoiding conflict as much as possible.

As for saving people, that is what the police should do.

Takigawa Yu raised his eyes to look at the tall building opposite, and quickly judged the most suitable position for sniping.

He closed his eyes, turned around and planned to leave first, but the muzzle of the gangster turned around first.

"Hey, that silver-haired kid over there." The gangster shouted, kicking the unconscious man beside him, "Come here, press him with your clothes, don't let him die."

Yuichi Takigawa was unmoved, until a bullet rubbed his cheek and a new round of screams erupted from the crowd, and the boy slowly raised his eyelids.

Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth: "This guy—"

"It's okay." Takigawa Yuichi said.

His eyes swept over the hidden cameras, slowly stepped forward, crouched down and pressed the man's wound as the gangster said.

Bright red blood gushed out from between his fingers, and Yuichi Takigawa raised his brows and found the nameplate of the insurance company on the chest of the other party's suit.

As the siren sounded, the yellow cordon was quickly pulled up. Dozens of police cars parked at various forks in the street, blocking the way.

"Kimura Police Department!"

"How's the situation?"

"We still ask reporters to enter," the police officer reported. "The gangsters appeared at the peak of the crowd. According to monitoring, in addition to the number of hostages currently counted, there are also unknown numbers of people trapped in cars."

Kimura let him ponder for a moment, his eyes fixed on the screen on the monitor: "Where's the sniper?"

"Already in place."

Kimura was silent for a moment.

On the blurred surveillance footage, the gangster's arms were tightly wrapped around the hostage's neck, and he was extremely emotional. The previously injured male fell to the ground with weak vital signs, and could only delay the time by holding down the wound by the boy who was also coerced.

juvenile……

Kimura Rang stared at the silver back, and felt that he had seen it somewhere.

He pressed his forehead in annoyance, straightened up and made a decisive decision: "Let the negotiator go in, and the sniper is on standby at any time."

"Yes!"

...

the other side.

The heartbeat in the palm of his hand was getting weaker and weaker, and Takigawa Yuichi sighed slightly as he listened to the conversation between the expert who claimed to be a reporter and the gangster without progress.

"Miss Ino."

His voice was neither high nor low, almost indistinguishable from the roar of the gangster.

But Yuriko Ino was stunned for a moment, and looked at this young man with little fighting ability on the surface in disbelief.

"How did you know my name?" she asked, crying in her voice.

"A few days ago, Mr. Ino contacted the Mafia about the failed investment." Yu Takigawa said, "Typical sex, but in the end it failed because the amount of the transaction was not negotiated."

He said, tearing the sleeve of the trench coat in half, and tying a knot in the dying man's chest.

"It has been strange to me since just now. When hostages are coerced, in addition to showing fear in their eyes, they often express more resistance in body language."

"But when Mr. Ino shot the sky just now, you helped him, didn't you?"

"..."

The arm around Yuriko Ino's neck gradually loosened, Yuriko Ino sneered, snatched the sex from the gangster's hand and aimed at him.

"Bai, Yuriko?"

"Shut up!" She yelled impatiently at the "gangster" who had just acted viciously.

The crowd exclaimed because of this unexpected reversal, and even the police outside the surveillance were stunned for a moment.

However, Yuichi Takigawa smiled at the Central Plains in the distance.

In the silent tacit understanding, the black-red ability crushed the hard shell of the monitor.

Yuichi Takigawa stood up amid the chaos.

"If you want to ask me why I know you're husband and wife—"

With the sound of a gunshot, Takigawa Yurichi had appeared in front of Ino Yuriko between the lightning and flint.

The boy's mouth was stuck between her foreheads, his voice was warm, but the next second he had already pressed the other party to the ground.

"—Before your next move, remember to take off the ring on your hand."

"Yuriko!...Damn! I killed you!"

Gangster, no, it's time to call him poor Mr. Ino. The man's eyes were wide open, and he rushed up in anger.

Yuichi Takigawa looked down at the woman who had lost her mobility under her feet, and didn't even look back.

He just turned his face slightly, grabbed the opponent's wrist with one hand at random, and kicked the opponent's knee with one kick.

Skillful fight!

Yuichi Takikawa wiped the blood on his hands without hesitation, suddenly remembered something, and asked the negotiator who was stunned in the distance, "Aren't you going to notify the doctor?"

"Ah, wait, wait, I'll go right now."

Even so, when the negotiating expert rushed in with the doctor and the police, the teenager who made this horrific scene had disappeared.

Kimura Jean watched silently as the doctor lifted the injured person onto the stretcher, something flashed in his mind for a moment.

"Go and cut out the back from the surveillance just now, and send it to Matsuda in the sex processing team."

"Matsuda?"

"I remember, where did I see it before." Kimura's face was gloomy, and the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist.

In the only remaining video of the Shinkansen bombing, there is also such a silver back.

The teenager gave up his escape, and on the train full of despair, he walked step by step towards the bomb that was counting down.

He seemed to be saying goodbye to someone on the phone, with a gentle smile and a calm demeanor, leaning over to hold the bomb in his arms.

In an instant, the fire blazed into the sky.

Yuichi Takigawa is a first-year student in the Onizuka Class of the Metropolitan Police Department's first division.

Some say he is a hero of the Metropolitan Police.

But in the eyes of Kimura Jean, this young man named Takigawa Yuichi——

Just a total lunatic.