Against!

The opponent's ability is targeted by [Defend against Evil]!

Even, it is restraint!

Thinking back to Bundy's appearance before, Jason was quite sure of his guess.

"That is to say......"

"The other party has had the intention of weakening me from the beginning."

Jason muttered softly to himself, a slight coldness in his eyes.

The other party came with malice.

Naturally, he wanted to return the favor.

Life in the city that never sleeps has already taught Jason what to do.

Someone has stretched out malicious claws towards you.

Then take it...... Mince!

Click, click.

One by one, the No. 13 bullets were stuffed into the magazine of the lever-type shotgun.

The whole box of explosives hidden under the seat took Jason out and put it where he had been sitting, while he sat on the opposite side, dousing kerosene all around, and raised his right hand and knocked on the window of the coachman on one side.

Knock, knock.

The sound of a gentle tap was enough for Finch to notice.

The young officer quietly began to control the speed of the carriage, allowing it to move at a third slower speed than usual.

Since the other party chose to 'kidnap' Bondi as the beginning of the layout.

Then, naturally, everything after that will be arranged.

In other words, whether Jason found out about the other party's intentions and didn't go to the 'Moon Mask' club to stay at the police station, or didn't find out and went straight to the 'Moon Mask' club, the other party has a back hand.

Under such a premise, Jason certainly can't do what the other party wants.

Therefore, it is necessary to disrupt the rhythm of the other party.

And at this moment, Finch is doing what Jason tells him to do.

Finch tried to behave normally, but his eyes couldn't help but look around.

Seems to be looking into something.

This is not difficult for Finch.

Because, he really wants to see that layout.

Unfortunately, in the early morning mist, there were many early risers, and it was difficult for the young police officers to distinguish which one was the one who laid it out.

Even, in Fincher's opinion, each one is suspicious.

Finch's appearance naturally made passers-by look sideways.

In particular, when the carriage turned a corner and entered Kensing's Street, slowing down again, Finch became more and more noticeable.

Never, for no carriage has ever been so slow on Kensing's Street in the morning.

But soon, there was a burst of exclamations, for just as they were about to reach the street leading to the Moon Mask club, and just as they should have turned the corner, the slowly moving carriage suddenly accelerated and rushed straight forward.

"Finch? Finch? ”

From the carriage behind him, Hall's shouts were heard.

It's just that the young police officer ignored it and instead sped up the speed of the carriage.

"Discovered?"

"It's a pity ......"

"It's a little late!"

In the early morning mist, a figure who had been attracted by Finch's strange appearance early on couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the carriage in the distance.

He admits that the young 'night watchman' was indeed unexpected.

But, that's it.

The strength may be good, but the experience is too shallow.

It was only after hitting the road that I realized that something was wrong.

"Sure enough!"

"It was because of good luck that the arrangement of the 'Moon Mask' was ruined."

"But one good luck doesn't mean another good luck."

The figure whispered to itself.

But he forgot that it was because of Jason's 'shallowness' that he avoided the traps he had placed in the 'Moon Mask' and the police station.

Or rather......

The other party remembers, but deliberately ignores.

People are always lucky.

Also, you can selectively receive the information you want.

To those who are not good?

Always turn a blind eye.

Tread, stomp.

The man in the mist strode along, and the hand that had been inserted in his coat at this moment drew out and pointed at the galloping carriage.

The next moment-

A completely dark carriage appeared silently.

It seemed invisible, abruptly passing through the shops on one side of the street, and in front of the carriage driven by Finch.

The distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, and there was no time to brake.

"Lord Jason, be careful!"

With such a shout, the young police officer chose to jump out of the car.

It's the best option of the moment.

If you jump, you may fall and your nose and face will be swollen, or even your bones and tendons will be broken.

But not jumping?

That's shattering.

The figure in the mist had clearly anticipated this, but he didn't pay any attention to Finch.

After all, his target had always been the 'night watchman' in that carriage, not a small police officer.

Calculating the optimal distance, the opponent waved his hand sharply.

I saw that the pitch-black carriage in the middle of the road was erected like this, and a displacement was produced out of thin air, and at this time, the carriage driven by Finch was already about to crash into the middle of the pitch-black carriage, but as the pitch-black carriage came up, it immediately became similar to the feeling of going hand in hand.

And then

The door of the pitch-black carriage opened.

Call!

The cold breath was like the cold wind of the Far North, and it instantly covered the carriage of the carriage beside him.

A smile of victory appeared on the face of the man walking in the mist.

The other party's pace is getting faster and faster.

At this moment, the two carriages had already stopped.

The pitch-black carriage was controlled by a man.

The other one stopped because the horse pulling the cart was affected by the cold breath.

Soon, the man ran to the carriage.

With a face full of anticipation, the other party opened the car door.

But then this expectation froze on the man's face.

Because, instead of seeing the target, he saw a whole box of explosives.

Moreover, the smell of kerosene fills the nasal passages.

Pitfall!

The word popped into the man's mind.

Subconsciously, turn around and run.

but

It's late!

A lit explosive fell at his feet.

Rumble!

With the sound of a huge explosion, a shockwave mixed with flames instantly engulfed the man and the two carriages.

The two wagons were completely torn apart.

Fragments of the wreckage flew everywhere.

The man was knocked away by the tremendous force of the impact.

But the man did not die on the spot!

The man covered in darkness and with several broken bones struggled to get up from the ground, but Jason was faster.

Jason, who jumped out of the carriage just before turning into Kenshin Street, and Jason, who was hiding in the shadows to observe, pulled the trigger at this time.

Bang!

Click, click!

In the rhythmic sound characteristic of the lever-type shotgun, the opponent's upper body was smashed by the projectile in the 13-gauge bullet.

However, the man did not die.

He's still struggling.

Of course he's going to struggle!

He still has a lot of back-up hands that are useless!

He is about to be promoted from 'grave keeper' to 'corpse carrier' in the true sense of the word.

He is not reconciled!

I don't want to die like this!

"Wait!"

"I ......"

He shouted loudly, but ......

Bang!

Click, click!

Bang!

The 'Winchester Brothers' guns were sprayed with fire, and everything was hidden.

The four No. 13 bullets made the man completely silent.

Jason looked at the other party's corpse coldly, and after putting down the muzzle, he suddenly raised his hand-

“sI oT Yn！”

“'i！”

An invisible special force field instantly covered the man's corpse.

And then......

Ahh