Asakura Wei escaped from prison, and for a time the entire Metropolitan Police Department was shaken, all police cars were dispatched, and the police officers on vacation returned to their posts. No one knows what such a felony would do.

All public units are facing the enemy, and schools and hospitals are guarded by police.

Naturally, such big news is also indispensable for journalists, including Shinji's small company. Lingzi will not give up such a big news because the company is small. However, she knew that in order to understand the first-hand information of Asakura Wei, it would be difficult for her, a small reporter with no background and not enough connections, to start with the Metropolitan Police Department or prison.

So Reiko thought of Kitaoka Shuichi, the lawyer who defended Asakura, and he should know a lot about Asakura.

Reiko felt that reporting on Asakura's background would give the public a better understanding of what led to the birth of an anti-human prisoner.

The police are looking for someone, but Reiko comes to Kitaoka's law firm.

Beautiful women can always be treated preferentially, and Kitaoka usually never gives face to reporters, but he fell in love with Reiko at first sight. The first time he saw Lingzi, he felt that the world was bright, and God was not kind to him. first made him see the possibility of curing a terminal illness, and now he has met the opposite sex who wants to live a lifetime, and his life is almost complete.

"Miss Reporter, what do you want to know?" said Kitaoka handsomely leaning against his desk and smiling, holding a red rose in his hand, as if he was a wanderer.

Reiko resists the urge to roll her eyes, she has also heard about Kitaoka's reputation, and is a black lawyer who always defends discredited criminals. Although he does not break the law, and even uses the law to make money, this kind of person is easy to be spit on when he walks on the street.

Although it was the first time I met, Reiko barely had prejudice against him, but Kitaoka's narcissistic appearance still made her unbearable. She secretly said to herself, patience, this is for work.

"I know that the now absconding Asakura was once your client, so you must have a lot of information about him, and I would like to do a report on Asakura. Lingzi said.

"Ah, that nasty guy, it's so boring. Why don't we eat first, let's talk slowly, I have a lot of exclusive news. Kitaoka said.

However, Lingzi didn't have the idea of eating: "No need, I just need information from Asakura Wei." ”

Kitaoka saw that the other party refused simply, and he also felt that he was too anxious, and he should think slowly: "Then wait a minute." "You have to win the favor of the beautiful woman first.

Jingling!

Just when Kitaoka wanted to get the information, the doorbell rang outside.

Kitaoka was about to open the door when it opened, and an iron rod smashed through the crack in the door and hit him on the forehead.

"Asakura Wei?" Fortunately, Kitaoka moved fast enough, and the stick only hit his shoulder, he looked at the sneak attacker in surprise, but he didn't expect the other party to come directly to him after escaping from prison.

"Lawyer Kitaoka, it's been a long time!" When the time for revenge came, Asakura Wei smiled and felt great.

However, at this time, the sirens sounded, and apparently the police also discovered his whereabouts and rushed over to interrupt the escaped prisoner's plan of revenge.

"Lawyer, the game isn't over yet, I'll come back to you!"

Reiko was taken aback, she didn't expect to meet Asakura Wei unexpectedly, just now she also saw Asakura Wei's arrogant expression, as if it didn't matter if he was the enemy of the world.

It's terrible, this is the man who has committed serious crimes one after another, and the other party is only thirty years old, and it has already become a classic case, and it is really terrible.

But the more terrifying it is, the more curious the reader will be about the story behind him, and if he can report it, he may be able to make a big news.

"Lawyer Kitaoka, are you alright?"

"It's okay, he won't let me die so easily. ”

The police also came, questioned the testimony and continued to follow up.

And Lingzi also got the information, knew a lot of details of Asakura Wei's crime, and left satisfied.

The bodyguard who went out to buy vegetables blamed himself, but he couldn't help it, in addition to protecting Beigang, he also had to take care of food and daily life, and he had to go grocery shopping every day, but he didn't expect that this time he would miss the opportunity to protect when he went to buy groceries.

It didn't take long for the police to come to Lawyer Kitaoka again: "Asakura Wei snatched the policeman's gun, and now he is hiding in a restaurant and has taken several hostages, and now he asks you to come forward by name." ”

Kitaoka naturally wouldn't let the hostages get hurt, and he soon came outside the restaurant with his bodyguards.

Apparently the situation is complicated, the police have surrounded the small restaurant, and the negotiators are shouting. However, Asakura Wei didn't pay attention, he only had one request to ask for Kitaoka Shuichi.

The reporters outside are frantically collecting information, but Reiko can enter the cordon, because her unsuccessful junior is in the restaurant, although I don't know why she was involved, but now Shinji is texting about the situation in the store.

These messages are important for the police to know how many hostages there are to help them raid the rescue.

Shinji also takes pictures with a camera with only a few million pixels on his mobile phone, and now mobile phones have not evolved in this era, just ordinary button phones, and the camera is not HD.

"We're really fated. Kitaoka saw Reiko, and his whole person became majestic.

Lingzi doesn't think so, but she still admires Kitaoka for having the courage to come, at least the other party still has a conscience if he didn't leave the hostages.

However, the exchange of hostages needs to be discussed.

Inside the restaurant, Shinji hides in the dark. The dining room was in shambles, and Asakura overturned all the seats and cornered the hostages.

"Do you want to play cards, do you want to play cards?" a faint voice sounded in the hostages' ears, they were all about to cry, how could they still play cards, who was it?

The hostages glared angrily and saw a man crouching in the corner with them, his neck spinning like a screw, looking for someone to play cards.

"Mirror Beast to find out. In order to match the atmosphere, Duran asked in a low voice, he is now a hostage, but he is not afraid, because he can play cards to suppress the horror if he is kidnapped.

The hostages don't want to pay attention to him, and at this time they are still talking about playing cards, isn't it crazy?

"What are you talking about?" Asakura noticed that the hostages had shifted their positions, and one of the hostages had been isolated by the other hostages. Interesting, "What are you doing?"

Duran found Asakura Wei looking at him, "This fugitive gentleman, don't be impulsive, people will always make mistakes in this life, but don't give up on yourself, as long as you sincerely correct it, you still have the opportunity to be a new person." ”

"Correct?" Asakura Wei smiled: "Why should I change it?" He felt that these teachings were just farts, his current situation was simply perfect, and he didn't want to change it at all.

"You're so unqualified for doing bad things. "You see that you don't have any anti-reconnaissance capabilities, except for hitting and smashing, you are only cool for a while, and the rest is decades in prison, and there is no long-term plan. Even if you become a newsmaker, it won't take a few months for people to forget about you, and then you will spend the rest of your life in prison, is that what you want?"

Asakura was silent, not expecting this hostage to be not only bold but also quite good at talking.

Shinji also heard someone talking, but it was a dead end, and his vision was blocked by the messy tables and chairs, and he couldn't see the person who spoke.