Chapter 23: Tojo's Past

"Now that the scene of the explosion has been cleared, fortunately there are no fatalities, now let's interview the rescued students; Can you tell us what happened? ”

"I didn't know anything, all I heard was an explosion in my ears, then a flash of golden light in front of me, and then I was in the hallway."

"It's a golden light, isn't it?"

"yes, but I feel like it's more like a flash ......"

There was a murmur, and then the radio stopped working; Leaning against the wall, Tojo Saro's face was full of anger, and the pin isolated in Osaka City on the map opposite pierced him like a thorn in his eye, tormenting his almost crazy consciousness.

"Bang-"

A wisp of white smoke floated out of the radio, but it was Tojo Shiro's palm that kept exerting force, even pouring his ability into it, detonating it.

"Why aren't you dead yet? Why! Tojo Saroro let out a roar like a bloodthirsty beast, and pieces of purple light came from the soles of his feet to the ground, and the light bulbs hanging from the ceiling were like candles in the wind, which could fall to the ground at any moment, and hastily end his life.

"Mr. Fujino, we need more detailed information from you now, thank you for your cooperation."

In the police station's conversation room, Fujino, dressed in a black suit, is sitting upright in a cold chair; At this time, his eyes were blank, and his left arm was wrapped in a snow-white bandage, and then wrapped around the back of his neck, fixing his arm to his chest.

Opposite him, a uniformed policeman was holding a pen and paper, staring at him with a serious face; The warning stars on both shoulders sparkled in the light, like two stars hanging high in the sky.

"How detailed?"

A flash of light flashed in the godless eyes, and after coming to this interrogation room, Fujino finally said the first sentence.

"Everything you know."

The policeman leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between him and Fujino; At this distance, he could check all the subtle changes in Fujino's face, even the eyes hidden under the lenses, but he couldn't escape his gaze.

Fujino's lips opened lightly and he sighed softly; Then the glint in his eyes disappeared again, but he fell into the memory of the past.

"I guess it was when I was in the first grade of elementary school, and Tojo was just an ordinary kid at that time......"

Time: 1992; Location: Tokyo.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the inky black lane; In the park of the community, more than a dozen seven-year-old children gather in groups to play on the beach, and under an evergreen tree not far from the beach, a little boy with a cute face is supporting the trunk of the tree with one hand, casting envious glances at the children playing not far away.

"Well, can I play with you?" After much hesitation, the child's nature finally prevailed over everything; Driving the boy to the group of children who were playing, he mustered up the courage to whisper a question.

The children, who were playing and playing, turned their heads in unison when they heard the sudden unfamiliar sound and cast curious glances at the boy.

"Isn't this the Tojo Lonely Guy who doesn't have a father? Hahaha. The sound of mockery suddenly came from the crowd, and immediately caused a burst of laughter in the crowd; A large, slightly obese boy twisted his thick and short legs and swayed in front of the boy step by step.

The thin figure of the boy contrasts sharply with the fat and tall body of the little fat man.

"I'm not going to let you say that about my dad!" Tojo stubbornly raised his head and looked up at the little fat man in front of him; Although there was a huge disparity in strength, there was no fear in his eyes, and there was even a hint of determination.

"Why are you staring at me, I'll just say what's wrong with your dad? Your dad is a murderer, and you're the son of a murderer! The thick arm pressed against Tojo's chest, and he suddenly exerted force; The latter, as if drunk, staggered back a few steps and fell heavily to the ground.

Tojo sat on the sand with his hands on the ground, and there was a touch of violence on his childish face, and the children around him were slightly stunned, and they didn't dare to take another step.

"My dad didn't kill anyone!" Tojo stubbornly got up from the sand; He let out a roar of rage, and then rushed like a bison at the still stunned little fat man, as if to push him down with one blow.

Awakened by the roar, the little fat man immediately recovered from his trance; Looking at Tojo, who had already rushed in front of him, his two thick arms were a little hesitant, and he didn't know if he was shocked by Tojo's resoluteness or something.

"What are you!" Tojo had already rushed in front of him in an instant, and it was only then that the little fat man no longer hesitated, but stepped forward with his left foot, pulling in the distance between him and Tojo.

He roared to embolden himself as Tojo had done before, and his two thick arms were raised against Tojo's shoulders, and his wrists twisted to push Tojo back to the side.

"Look at what, don't come to help me again, I'll fight you once I see you in the future." The little fat man suddenly turned his head and scolded the children standing around.

He was the oldest and largest of these children; On weekdays, he has always played with these children as the boss.

Now, the boss has spoken, and the younger brother still dares to listen?

Soon, after the little fat man spoke, the onlookers began to be restless, they rolled up their sleeves, trotted to Tojo, who had not yet gotten up, and began to punch and kick.

"Eh, Fujino, why don't you go?" The little fat man had a smug smile on his face, and his eyes swept everywhere, only to find a boy with broken hair standing motionless, quietly staring at Tojo, who was lying on the ground, desperately protecting the vital Tojo.

The little fat man shook his fist in displeasure, and the latter turned and fled like a frightened hare, disappearing at the end of the street.

Fujino's narration ended, his eyes staring vacantly at the electric light on the ceiling, as if he had not yet detached himself from his past memories.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation, now you can go." Putting down the black pen in his hand, the officer stood up with a smile on his face; Just as he was about to pack up his things and open the iron door, the iron door of the interrogation room opened one step ahead of him, and then two figures crashed in through the door.

After seeing the two figures clearly, the police officer immediately straightened his body, straightened his chest, and saluted solemnly: "Good director." ”

"Okay, you go out first, I still have something to do here." The director squinted in return, and beside him, a man who had blended into the darkness stood in the interrogation room with his neck curled and his hands closed, but a pair of jet-black eyes never left Fujino's body.

This man is the lone bee!

"Hello Fujino, I'm from MPD, you can call me Yamasa." Lone Bee pulled out a wallet from his jacket, and the cherry blossom badge symbolizing the Metropolitan Police Department was attached to the surface of the wallet, emitting a dazzling glitter in the light.

"Hmm." Fujino glanced at the badge on the eyelid wallet, but his eyes did not fluctuate for half a minute.

"You may not believe it, but in a few moments, Tojo Saro will break in and try to kill you."

"How can you be sure?" Fujino asked.

"Because...... The people he had with in the past are dead—except you. ”

After hearing Lone Bee's words, Fujino first trembled, and his eyes showed shock.

"How do you ......"

A muffled sound suddenly came from not far away, and the entire interrogation room also vibrated as well, and the white lights became flickering and flickering, as if something terrifying was coming.

"Sure enough." After feeling the vibration, the lone bee let out a cold snort; He slowly took off his black jacket, and the standard armor attached to the surface of the lone bee's body like a bone emitted a blue-white light that appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Two ten-centimeter-long iron rods quietly slipped into his hands, and after a faint sound of electricity, two pillars of light extended from a section of the iron rod until it was more than a meter long.

"Don't worry, I won't let him kill you." Lone Bee walked to the door of the interrogation room and took a deep breath.

A purple tennis ball flew out of the messy hall and struck at the lone bee that had just walked to the door.