It's night, late at night

Although I knew that it was not a good idea to face the 4th directly on the microphone just now, Kamijo really didn't expect it.....

"Is there such a hurry?" said Shangjo, who was brought here by a large group of police officers, looking at the empty room in the police station and muttering to himself, the only thing he was glad that the Pokémon was still around, and that this was not a prison cell. That's all.

And I don't know if I'm lucky or not, there is a pistol on the table - the above bar is very handy, within reach.

Click.

The doorknob rattled, then opened.

"Of course you need to be so impatient. ”

The one who entered the door was undoubtedly the 4th, and it was still the original affinity voice, but the cold expression was not an amiable image.

Is this a tearing face?

Kamijo is expressionless on the surface, and his right hand in the world is already carrying a Poké Ball.

Hmm? It seems that something has been discovered.,The state of the upper article's vigilance was eliminated at once.,Even.

"Is it because of the 10th who was almost killed by you, the policeman?" asked Kamijo the moment he sat down on the 4th. "Or is he ...... now?"

"That's enough... The 10th is now in prison. It was loud, but the 4th came to his senses and lowered the volume.

"Why is that so impatient?scared?or is it because of something else?" It can be determined that something really happened to the 4th, otherwise it would not be so easy to get emotional.

"Because of what?" 4th's tone seemed to hear some kind of joke, "Of course it's because of you, because of you who made a mess of this 'game' - Kamijo is a numb." ”

"4th, no, come to the policeman, officer, do you remember what you said when you first met?"

“......”

"Looks like you want to participate in this 'game' now?" Kamijo asked, but the answer to the question was known to both parties.

“......”“......”

Look at each other.

The 4th suddenly looked away, but his hands were propped up on the table - with such a "simple" room as now, it was really no different from the interrogation scene in the TV series.

"Upper strip when hemp...... Are you really just a high school student?"

The 4th suddenly asked.

"Of course. But...... Actually, Mr. Uejo may be very old. Feeling that the oppressive atmosphere had eased, Kamijo jokingly changed slightly to a sitting position that was more comfortable and easier for him to move.

"......" continued to look at Uejo, and the 4th seemed to be trying to see something from Uejo's ordinary face.

"......" Shangjo continued to observe this simple space without paying attention.

"In the environment I care about, in the atmosphere just now, I can still be so calm...... The gun was at hand, but there was nothing to protect himself, not even the act of approaching the gun to seek security......" 4th seemed to mumble to himself, but the volume was loud enough for Kamijo to hear clearly: "In terms of such a performance, it has surpassed the vast majority of the most vicious criminals." What the hell are you?"

"Now, 4th, you should understand. Uejo said slowly, "The reason why people are afraid of places like the police station is because of the power of ZF standing behind the police station and the coercive power represented by the law. Correspondingly, the police, even the smallest and most ordinary positions, will have an overwhelming psychological and background advantage in the face of the most powerful people - because behind the position is a force that no one can confront head-on. ”

"You can understand what Mr. Uejo means, right?"

"The reason why it is the way it is is naturally is because of ......"

"What you've done has subconsciously separated yourself from the rules of this place (the insignia of the alliance on the side wall) and so on..... It's better to say it's ...... now."

Click!

Before the table had stabilized, the 4th, who had grabbed the pistol suddenly, had already pointed the muzzle of the gun at the unfinished sentence.

"......" turned his head away, although he knew that the other party could not shoot, but Mr. Uejo's luck did not guarantee that the pistol in front of him would not misfire or something.

"?" In response to the 4th's action, Kamijo just put on a questioning expression with a relaxed face.

"......" silently, the 4th retracted the pistol...... Instead, it was on his temple.

Click.

The nest of bullets turned, and the imaginary "bang!" gunfire did not appear.

No, that's what it's called.....

"Turntable game?" Kamijo frowned.

"Don't you think it's like survival games now?" 4th said, pointing his gun at the upper strip.

"I'm sorry, but Mr. Uejo's luck has been bad. Quietly let go of the gun: "Moreover, there is no need to do such a move." ”

"After all, even if it's in the police station, it's really not your home stadium in this case, ......right?

"Cut, are you completely seen through?" 4th suddenly chuckled, "And it's going further than I thought, that's really ................ You can't win without getting rid of it first!"

Click~

What was that??

Click~Bang!!

The sound of gunfire echoed through the confined environment, with blood splattering from the 4th's pierced left hand.

"I don't want to admit it, but with your background in the league, tonight is probably my last chance. The 4th was covered in cold sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and said to Kamijo.

Between the words, the sound of clattering footsteps filled the entire space outside the door.

"It's really well prepared....." Shangjo scratched the hedgehog's head in distress, the words 4th were already inaudible, and the sound around them was like the number of people in the building late at night.

"Really, I don't listen to anyone at all. Ignoring the 4th who fell to the ground and the violent sound of the door banging, Kamijo looked out the window at the crowd who were still supporting the building. "I'm so anxious, so anxious that I forget my greatest advantage. ”

[For the record, don't blame me for not warning you if those guys shoot you with limited patience and hurt you by mistake.] Laples spoke, his forelimbs restlessly knocking on the frozen door.

"Hi Hi Hi ~" Kamijo bent down and took out a mobile phone from his frozen 4th pocket.

The familiar snowflake screen is undoubtedly the "real thing" that a pseudo-god has done with his hands and feet.

"Ninth, this is 3/4 of the way through this 'game', and the plan is almost ready to begin. Uejo finally looked at the 4th who was completely unaware of himself when he was frozen in ice: "Don't let Mr. Uejo down, I came up with a solution when my head was about to explode." ”

"Why didn't it take a few more days......," he muttered to himself, estimating the number of people outside the door who were getting louder and louder, and walked out the window on the ice tunnel of Laples.

"Fugitives...... How does it feel like skipping school......."

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