If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 152 Fraud ([-] in [-])

Time: 4:03 a.m.

Location: Tokyo Metropolitan Police Headquarters Building.

It’s still the same monotonous interrogation room, with gray walls, a metallic silver interrogation table, and the ticking clock on the wall. The spotless one-way mirror reflects Mandy, who is sitting blankly and playing with the ends of her hair. .

Amidst the beeping sound of the metal lighter, Yuan Zhisheng lit the last cigarette in Soft Seven Stars, took a deep breath and exhaled the white smoke, gently pressed the cigarette on the corner of the table with his fingers, and the blue smoke curled up from between his fingers rising.

Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the clock, and found that it was getting late, and there was still an hour and a half before the street lights on the street should be extinguished. This interrogation was surprisingly long, and he did not ask any meaningful information in one night. This beautiful blond girl from the headquarters fully taught the head of the executive bureau of the headquarters what it means to win without tricks, and to be foolish enough to beat a master.

Yuan Zhisheng asked Mandy what information she had, and Mandy said she didn't know. Yuan Zhisheng slapped the table to demonstrate, with evil eyes, Mandy immediately curled up with her head in her arms and prepared to be beaten. Yuan Zhisheng said coldly that you are the commissioner of the headquarters. It's an 'S' senior sister, you should know something inside. Mandy said that I know that the water in the dormitory is very hot when my junior takes a shower, so I was often scolded by my roommates that I must have been a pig in my previous life.

Behind the one-way mirror in the interrogation room, her naive assistant, Ms. Yabuki Sakura, stood silently in front of the tape recorder watching this endless farce. Two hands were also responsibly crossed on the waistband of the windbreaker and grasped the handle of the gun, ready to shoot with both guns when someone robbed the prison and opened his eyes.

The interrogation was at an impasse. 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 Kubo Ryoichi and Lin Nian to run from one end of Tokyo to the other. To avenge the fierce ghosts, either the two of them had already stuffed the barrel of the gun down the enemy's throat, or the two idiots were packed up by the enemy's ambush.

Whether it's a good or bad guess, the ending should have been finalized long ago, but no word has come back yet.

In the interrogation room, Yuan Zhisheng turned his fingers towards the one-way mirror, and Sakura immediately lowered his head and grabbed the microphone and pressed the button: "Yes."

"Tell Crow and Yaksha to bring back bowls of noodles," Yuan Zhisheng said.

Sakura kicked the crow's chair, and the guy stood up in shock, drew out two guns and stretched his hands to gesture around. Only when he saw Sakura staring at him blankly, did he know that he had an order.

"Go outside and bring back a bowl of noodles." Sakura said.

"Young Master, are you hungry? Are you using char siu or fish board?" Crow yelled and stuck the gun back in, kicking Yasha awake again, who stood up just like him and gestured blindly 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 chased them all night and we haven't got supper yet. We still want to eat char siu noodles. Where can I get char siu noodles at four o'clock in the morning?" Crow muttered as he pushed open the door of the interrogation room and followed The yawning Yasha went out together.

Sakura looked back into the interrogation room, Yuan Zhisheng tried another interrogation, and this time Sakura noticed an inexplicable light in her young master's eyes.

"congratulations."

After being quiet for about 10 minutes, Yuan Zhisheng looked at Mandy, who was drooping eyelids like a wilted eggplant, and suddenly spoke.

"Congratulations, are the char siew noodles sold out? I can change the fish plate, I'm not picky eaters." Mandy woke up and sat upright, and touched the non-existent Harazi to calm herself down.

"The char siew noodles are on the way, congratulations on successfully delaying the time for your party." Yuan Zhisheng took back the gentian pattern ring on the table and put it on his finger: "At the same time, it also gives me my opinion on the commissioner of the headquarters." There's a new look."

"I heard that our headquarters commissioner has not been very favored by you, right?" Mandy rolled her eyes.

"I was just a little surprised. I thought the commissioners of the headquarters were easy-to-tame lambs, but now it seems that there are still two-year-old middle school boys with blood on their heads, 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, provoked, rushed single-handedly into the apparent ambush of the enemy, and no one would mourn their death even if news of their death came back shortly after. , because this kind of behavior will be nailed to the pillar of shame in the family."

"Then if my junior brother and Mr. Liangyi are not in charge and contact our family instead, will you take action to mobilize personnel to go with them to trouble the ghosts?" Mandy couldn't help asking.

"No." Yuan Zhisheng said bluntly: "Since the fierce ghosts mainly provoke the commissioners of the headquarters, then we will do the opposite and firmly control them in our hands, so that the fierce ghosts have no chance to touch them. They won't be given a limited amount of freedom until we unearth the ambush and the hidden lines set up by the ghosts for this operation."

"Boss, you are really smart and don't talk dark words." Mandy sighed: "No wonder the younger brother and the others would rather go in an ambush than join you, and they will be buried under house arrest by the snow if this kind of thing really happens Ryoichi-kun will go crazy, right?"

"Many people have lost their relatives in the battle against the dangerous mixed race." Yuan Zhisheng said lightly: "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, to do justice, not to say that for the sake of selfish vengeance, to put yourself in danger - to love someone is not to die with her, but to live with her."

"Director, you are really upright." Mandy said casually with lowered eyes.

"You don't have to be nervous, because now we don't need to worry about where the two of them are going." Yuan Zhisheng said lightly: "Whether they went south or north, they have already been fearless like porcupines. I rushed into the enemy's trap, we have said whether it is life or death, and it doesn't matter if you say it."

"Who knows." Mandy's eyes flew wildly, but Yuan Zhisheng was keenly aware of her heartbeat speeding up.

"Your stupid loyalty to the party has already made us lose the best time for rescue." Yuan Zhisheng said: "But I can understand you, you don't know what kind of organization the ghosts are, you don't know Their history and background will blindly believe that an 'S' class can deal with them lightly-tragedies have always happened on this kind of contempt and arrogance, and this time should be no exception."

After all, looking at Mandy who was still unresponsive, Yuan Zhisheng stood up and walked towards the door of the interrogation room.

Seeing that Yuan Zhisheng finally gave up, and the heavy mountain that had been weighing on Mandy's heart finally disintegrated, she was relieved and lay down on the interrogation table, her eyes revealing her happiness.

Yuan Zhisheng opened the door and walked in with a bowl of hot char siew noodles. The crow, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, brought it to Mandy, and put it down with a bang, splashing a lot of oil and water.

The heartless Mandy didn't care about this kind of cold violence at all, she sat up and broke off the disposable chopsticks, clasped her hands together in a decent way and said, "I'm starting to move", the crow stared at her blankly with her hands folded all the time. I was thinking something bad.

At this time, the cell phone rang suddenly outside the interrogation room that had not been closed, and then a low voice came from outside after the connection. ears.

". Found it? One of the people who contacted Kaguya Hime was seriously injured and one was dying. Are they in Osaka?"

After hearing the word Osaka, Mandy visibly thumped in her heart, and turned to look outside 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, the direction of Osaka." Crow turned his head abruptly, not thinking about Mandy in the interrogation room, and walked out quickly.

"No, no." Mandy almost spat out her face with a puff, and was about to run after her when she got up, but the door of the interrogation room slammed shut, making her shut up.

Behind the door of the interrogation room, Sakura, Yasha, and Crow walked quickly through the corridor of the Metropolitan Police Department with Yuan Zhisheng. I have already sharpened my sword and waited for the result of the interrogation.

"Why does the young master know that the 'S' class of the headquarters is in Osaka?" The crow who followed Yuan Zhisheng as a military adviser was surprised by the scene just now. Although he fell asleep in the second half, he can guarantee Mandy's attitude Even if there is no progress in the retrial for a few hours, Yuan Zhisheng inexplicably and accurately named the location of 'Osaka' to deceive Mandy into a huge reaction.

"Guess." Yuan Zhisheng pressed the elevator and walked in.

"There are so many places in Japan, why guess Osaka?" Crow was still puzzled.

"As she followed Okubo Ryoichi and the 'S' class all the way, she must know the destination of those two people, there is no doubt about it." Yuan Zhisheng said, and Yasha and Crow nodded, no one thought that Man Tee is so stupid, she should know some key information more or less, but the means of interrogation are limited so they can't dig out this information.

"When I walked into the interrogation room, I found 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 bright light. Enlightened expression.

"Two or three times in half an hour on average, although sometimes you can't hide the mentality of caring about time when you look at it from the corner of your eye and glance at it inadvertently, but until 03:30 in the morning, that is, half an hour ago, you suddenly no longer care about time. It is." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly: "This means that she thinks that those two people should have successfully reached their destination at that point in time—"

"03:30, it seems to be about twelve o'clock when we caught her in?" said the crow.

"Remove the error of half an hour, two and a half hours by car, if it is the Shinkansen on the [-]:[-] night shift, you can go south from Tokyo to Osaka Prefecture, and go north to Sendai, no matter where they are now It’s already hundreds of kilometers away from Tokyo.” Yuan Zhisheng said.

"So young 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 ran to Osaka, do you want to contact the Kansai branch?" Crow took out his mobile phone.

"I'm already in touch." Sakura tapped the phone screen and said.

"Young master, it's a little late for us to go there again? It's very likely that the devil's conspiracy this time is not only for the two of them. If I were a member of the devil's crowd, I would definitely make double preparations to prevent them I really communicated with my family and brought a large army to encircle and suppress, but if those two guys rushed in so angry, it would have been a long time ago," Crow put down his phone and said in a low voice.

"It won't be too late." Yuan Zhisheng interrupted the crow coldly, which surprised the crow.

In the interrogation room, when talking with Mandy, Yuan Zhisheng showed [-]% contempt for the impulsiveness and aggressiveness of the commissioner of the headquarters, but now he took the initiative to look at the development of the matter to the good side.

As for why, Yuan Zhisheng didn't explain, but silently touched his chest, where there was still a knife wound that hadn't fully healed.

*
This is a massacre.

Before everyone in the Bliss Hall could react, the monster gushing deep white mist tore off the king's head. After the head fell to the ground, blood sprayed on the ceiling in a dramatic and exaggerated manner like a blowout. There was a burst of red rain.

All the gunmen in black, bathed in blood rain, fired. The target was not to kill the white-scaled monster of the king general, but Okubo Ryoichi who stood alone in the open space, because the last instruction of the king general before his head was pulled out was to kill Ryoichi' rather than 'revenge for him'.

The overwhelming bullet screen enveloped Ryoichi with murderous intentions, but at the moment of the gunshot, Ryoichi disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already hiding behind a pachinko machine. After hitting the gunman himself, many people in the crowd grunted and looked around, not understanding what happened at all.

But soon, the huge noise attracted the attention of all the gunmen, and the white-scaled monster raised its foot and trampled on the headless corpse several times after tearing off the king's head. The bulletproof vest and steel plate under Kurohaori burst instantly, and there was a horrifying sound of bone cracking and the sound of air leaking from the ball.

As if stepping on 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. The people staring at it with the golden pupils seemed to be stared at by Gu Long Can't help but lean back and suffocate, the human survival instinct frantically stimulates the brain to send out a signal to escape.

What is surprising is that the group of men in black did not escape. After they glanced at each other, they burst out with unparalleled cohesion and something similar to 'faith'. Okubo Ryoichi, who had just escaped from the time zero field behind the pachinko machine, was panting violently. Watching this scene, he only saw that the group of men in black neatly reached into the inner pocket of their suits and took out a needle tube filled with a purple-red unknown liquid. The needle plunged into the neck and pushed out all the fluid.

"Stimulant?" Okubo Ryoichi covered the gun wound and squinted at the needle that was thrown to the ground. He could only think of amendazole and ephedrine for the injection before the battle.

But what happened next to the people in black overturned his guess. Every gunman in suits and leather shoes swelled unnaturally after injecting the fuchsia potion and tore their sleeves apart. The golden pupils were like gas lamps. Point out and focus on the white-scaled monster.

Their bloodlines have been activated. Although most of the gunmen are of mixed race, most of the members who can be recruited by the ghosts are of mottled and messy lower-class mixed race. , It is difficult for these people to even reach the 'C' level, and most of them may not be able to successfully light up the golden pupils in their entire lives. The effect of the dragon blood on them is limited to a small increase in physical and mental strength.

But it is clear that all the roaring people in black with golden pupils have their bloodlines awakened by the unknown purple potion. The mysterious chemical substance stimulated their bloodlines, and part of the power belonging to dragons began to roar in their blood vessels. !

Okubo Liang's scalp became numb, and he realized that this second-hand ambush was not actually prepared for the two of them. In the general's plan, they should have died in the first wave of encirclement and suppression, and this second wave of ambushes was very short. It is obviously prepared for the possible arrival of the Sheqi Bajia!
The conspiracy of the Bliss Pavilion is flawless, lore everywhere, and the king is not only focusing on the two of them. He has prepared these crazy potions and completely brainwashed dead soldiers, and he wants to take the hands of the eight Snake families who come later. Chop it off and let this Japanese half-breed royal family bled once and for all!

According to General Wang's original plan, the executive bureau of his family should have tracked down and poured into the Bliss Hall. These men in black who were injected with the drug were exactly to deal with them--it's a pity that no one else arrived at the Bliss Hall today. Two people.

Or rather, a person, and a total monster.

puff.

The white-scale monster punched the head of a roaring gunman who rushed forward.

This is the purest form of violence, without the blessing of any spirituality. The so-called miraculous power is probably what it means now.

The white-scaled monster stepped forward and stepped on the gunner's back, hissing and provoking around the surroundings—the white-scaled monster in this state still retained a trace of 'thinking', and he regarded the encirclement and suppression of the fierce ghosts as a After playing the game, he is the 'banker' of the game, and the members of the ghosts who have been injected with the potion can be regarded as the 'players' of the players.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out, and gradually deprived of their sanity by the potion, the gunmen who only had the killing intent left rushed forward one after another, attacking the white-scaled monster with guns, claws, knives, and even teeth. People's joyful laughter tore apart, shredded and chopped up the toys one by one.

There is no flash of words, only pure fighting. Ryoichi hid behind the pinball machine and watched this scene with eyelids twitching. The people in black who rushed up seemed to have jumped into the blender. Flying and splashing under the rolling of the blade, the white figure who turned into a butcher in the center of the slaughterhouse was jumping and having fun.

The blood splashed on the ukiyo-painting on the bronze gate of the Bliss Hall, dyed the red cloud and blood sea in the Hell, and today's Bliss Hall is simply a hell on earth.

Ryoichi couldn't help but close his eyes until the end, and watching it would be unforgettable for a lifetime, but even if he closed his eyes, he couldn't stop hearing the cracking of the skull, the breaking of the hand bones, and the tearing of the flesh and skin. The crackling sound, the broken sound of the body being exploded, this is the lullaby of hell, and the scream of the monster is the gentle humming of the tune.

Until finally. Finally. Everything stopped.

In less than 3 minutes, there was no living person in the Bliss Pavilion.

No, there are still living people, and that is Ryoichi.

A shadow enveloped Ryoichi in front of Pachinko. He opened his eyes, saw the legs of the alienated sharp bones, and then raised his head. A hand had already reached out to him and grabbed his neck, dragging Lead him forward in the sea of ​​blood, and lead him up a high mountain made of corpses.

On the mountain peak, Ryoichi was lifted up, the white-scaled monster stared at him, held him high and circled around, as if showing off his masterpiece, this hell map seemed to be frozen here, struggling to breathe From the corner of his eyes, Ryoichi caught a glimpse of the headless corpse of the general, his mouth twitched, and finally he let go of the hands that were holding on to the white-scaled monster.

He gave up.

maybe that's enough
The white-scaled monster in the Bliss Pavilion raised its arms and roared, tightening its claws.

　ps: The [-]-in-[-] banana is late but arrived
　　
　
(End of this chapter)