Kagaran Maru followed behind Kensuke Komimon, eating oden as he walked, "I lost, but it doesn't seem to matter if I lost to my brother, and it's not in court." ”

"Who? Who do you say lost? Kensuke stopped.

"Didn't you?" Garhelan swallowed a fish ball and inhaled hotly.

"Of course not, before discussing victory or defeat, we must first figure out the purpose." Kensuke is still full of confidence, and there is no one in his eyes.

"Heh, a guy who only knows how to rely on violence can't become a qualified prosecutor, he must be used to using his brains more, so that he can inherit the family business!"

Kahoran Maru nodded noncommittally, although this reason also made sense, but ...... It's awkward.

He muttered vaguely: "Obviously the relationship is very good, but it turns out that you have to beat around the bush to do a favor......"

It's okay for ordinary people to be involved in a murder case, but Shizuo Komimen is the son of the chief prosecutor, so this case will definitely be observed with a magnifying glass, so every detail must be polished, and the logic must be rigorous and leave no loopholes.

"Who? Who helped him? Kensuke Komito stopped again and loudly denied it with a dissatisfied face.

"Lawyer Gumemon!" Yuko Ikezawa hurried and finally caught up.

"What are you going to do?" Kensuke looked at her with wide eyes, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

Yuko Ikezawa hugged his arm with a sad expression, "I did that after listening to your words, now Chiba-sensei must hate me, you have to be responsible." ”

“？？？”

Sneeze –

……

In Miwako Sato's car, Shizuo Furumon opened his mobile phone and looked at the email message.

"Is it lawyer Gumeimen?" Miwako Sato asked, looking at him.

"No, it's Yoko-san." Shizuo Gumeimen replied to the message, and then turned off his phone, "I was in a hurry to leave just now, and she was worried that this incident would make me unhappy." ”

"And then, what do you think? To say that this incident has indeed suffered an unjustified disaster. Miwako Sato asked with interest.

Shizuo Komimen looked at the receding neon sign outside the window, "Even if this doesn't happen, something else will happen, I'm used to it, and the more I want a peaceful day, the more troubled I am."

If you look at what has happened in the past few days, I guess I'm cursed in some way. ”

As he was talking, the phone rang again, Gu Meimen opened it and took a look, it was still Yoko Okino, and the content was probably to invite him to be a guest in the future, and he would be notified when he moved to a new house.

"Cursed...... Miwako Sato muttered, speaking of being cursed, she should be the same, and the people around her left her one by one.

"Where is this going?" Seeing the car leave the Tokyo metropolitan area, Shizuo Furumon couldn't help but ask.

"Dongnayama, are you ready not to sleep tonight?" The corners of Miwako Sato's mouth curled.

Mt. Fudana ......

The corners of Gumeimen Shizuo's mouth twitched, "So, are you planning to take me to drag racing?" ”

"Huh? You guessed it, awesome! Miwako Sato was surprised, "That's right, it's drag racing, this is a great way to vent your emotions, you shouldn't have tried it, right?" I don't think your van is suitable for this kind of thing. ”

Autumn Mountain, Winter Mountain, can you still guess?

"It's illegal, isn't it?" Shizuo Furumon looked at Miwako Sato strangely, the latter did not look like someone who did such a thing.

Miwako Sato laughed and retorted, "Street fights are also illegal, and we went to help the traffic section catch the drag racing party, for a valid reason."

I've already told Yumi that she can decide here in Tokyo, and she will help us communicate with the Gunma Prefectural Traffic Division.

There are endless drag racing parties there in Dongming Mountain all year round, and the local traffic class has always had a headache, so it's no problem at all. ”

As she spoke, she turned on the walkie-talkie and checked with Yumi Miyamoto.

"It's okay if you think it's okay, it doesn't make a difference to me whether to search the fourth class or to find trouble in the traffic class." Shizuo Gumeimen held his head and looked ahead, already out of the city.

"So, sit tight, I'm going to start accelerating." Saying that, Miwako Sato stepped on the accelerator hard, and the strong feeling of pushing back made the two of them shake their bodies.

As the speed of the car increases, the scenery on the side of the road soon turns into an afterimage, the excitement rushes into the heart, the restless adrenaline begins to soar, and an abnormal euphoria fills the brain.

With a click, the sound of something shattering, Miwako Sato was startled, and quickly slowed down the car and looked at Shizuo Komimen next to him.

Shizuo Furumon explained a little embarrassedly: "Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't control the power just now, and the handrail broke. ”

As he spoke, he showed off the roof handle that he had ripped off, well, only the fragments remained.

The corners of Miwako Sato's eyes twitched, although she wouldn't feel distressed like this, but ...... If this continues, the doors, windows and everything else will suffer.

Gumeimen Shizuo thought for a while and said, "Why don't you stop first and find something sturdy to hold in your hand, so that at least you won't destroy the car when you have mood swings." ”

Miwako Sato nodded, drove to the emergency lane and slowly stopped.

The two got out of the car.

"How does this feel?"

Shizuo Komimen was looking for any physical pieces to take advantage of, "It's pretty good, but if I race by myself, I guess the steering wheel will break when I get excited." ”

"......" Miwako Sato thought about it, and it really made sense.

"Miwako, Miwako, please answer when you hear it!"

The walkie-talkie in the car rang, and Miwako Sato hurriedly went to take it out, "Received, please say." ”

"Zizizi - a silver sedan is fleeing in your direction, the license plate is @#¥%......, please help intercept it."

"Understood!" Miwako Sato immediately took action, ready to get in the car and force the other party to stop, "Komimon is criminal, it's time to start work!" I had a spike strap and ...... in the trunk"

"It's too late!"

Shizuo Komimen looked at the car approaching at high beam speed in the distance, ran quickly to the side of the road, and grabbed a huge highway sign.

The street sign more than ten meters high let out a wail, and it didn't even last a few seconds before it collapsed, Gumeimen Shizuo directly picked it up, held it high above his head, his eyes behind the sunglasses narrowed slightly, revealing a slightly crazy smile, looking at the approaching lights and estimating the distance.

Miwako Sato looked at the large and outrageous weapon, which was just shaped like a giant death scythe, and was wielded lightly by Shizuo Komimon, wrapped in a huge whistling sound, and struck the speeding car with amazing momentum.

"Wait a minute!"

It was too late for her to shout the words, and the street sign had already accurately shaved off the roof of the speeding car.

The speeding silver sedan whirled into the curb fence, which deformed with a screeching crash.

The sedan was barely stopped, did not fly off the viaduct, but also hung tremblingly on the edge, and the people in the car were so frightened that they were already distracted.

The shaved roof fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Shizuo Furumon put the street sign sideways, walked to the back of the car, grabbed the bottom of the rear of the car with one hand, and with a little force, pulled the whole car back and parked safely on the bridge deck.

"What did you just say? Sato Criminal. ”

Miwako Sato, whose brain was blank, opened her mouth blankly, "Huh? Oh, I, I mean, don't beat people to death, your position was so scary......"

"Don't worry, although I can't control my emotions and strength sometimes, I'm actually quite accurate."

"Indeed......"

Miwako Sato looked at the silver sedan that had turned into a convertible and found that the people inside had no signs of being hurt by the street signs, except for being frightened and some bruises.

But...... It's scary, this practice.

Miwako Sato said with a headache: "It's comfortable now?" ”

“…… Sorry, I couldn't hold back. ”

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