"Phew."

The ghost dragon who fell to the ground got up with one hand on his chest, spat at the blood foam, and his dark eyes became even more gloomy.

He got up with a knife in one hand, took a deep breath, adjusted his chaotic breathing, and calmed the internal organs in his chest that were twisting like a river and a sea.

Afterwards.

The swords and swords are scattered on this land, blood splashing and splashing, muffled and roaring, and angry scolding, intertwined into violent poems.

The five people standing in the arena fell one after another, from five to four, to three and two......

"This knife, it's really good, it's a good knife!"

Yahiko Akizuki held an arm in his right hand, and the palm of his arm held a sword with a clear and clear blade.

Not long ago, the knife slashed at his chest, bringing up a burst of sprinkling blood and staining the blade red.

The blood did not stain the blade, but slid down the tip of the knife and dripped to the ground, making the blade as white as snow at all times.

“…… You win. ”

The ghost dragon looked at his missing right hand, and then looked at the bloodied Akizuki Yahiko, and had to admit that this man was too strong to understand, beyond his cognition.

It's like a war machine, with no pain, no feelings, only extreme killing and a thirst for blood.

Even though Yahiko Akizuki had several wounds on his body that penetrated into the bones and turned out the flesh and blood, the smile on his face was not painful or unbearable, and some were just excitement and pleasure.

"Then you will die!"

Yahiko Akizuki has a fierce light in his eyes, holding a machete snatched from a thug, swinging the knife and slashing at the ghost dragon!

Seeing this, the ghost dragon sighed lightly, slowly closed his eyes, and calmly accepted death.

Those who come out to mix pay attention to one truth - those who kill people will always kill them.

Besides, even if he can escape from Akizuki Yahiko's hands, there is no way to return to the Inagawa Society, because he is an unnecessary outcast with one hand missing and the mission fails.

Bang!

Just as Yahiko Akizuki stepped forward, the blade slashed a full moon, and was about to slash the ghost dragon to death, when a deafening gunshot suddenly came from the side of the two.

At the same time, there is the beep beep beep siren.

"Don't move!"

Several heavily armed explosion-proof soldiers pointed their guns at Yahiko Akizuki - the gunshot just now was a warning to the sky, and it was not fired at him.

"Hey...... Count your fortune, we'll see you next time, I hope you can bring me a better experience next time. ”

Yahiko Akizuki put down the machete and raised his hands above his head in surrender, grinning with anticipation and fun on his face.

……

Chiyoda, Kasumigaseki Station, Supreme Metropolitan Police Department.

In a dimly lit interrogation room, Yahiko Akizuki was handchained to a tiger chair with his hands and feet, and through a glass sat two men with solemn and dignified expressions.

The injuries on his body were treated by doctors during the detention process.

Fortunately, his physical fitness is good enough, and he is also very tolerant, eliminating sterilization and stitches, and doing bandaging surgery without anesthetic.

"Name." A man asked in a low voice, the voice coming from a message connected to the small room.

"Yahiko Akizuki."

"Age."

“18……”

After asking for names, ages, and addresses like an assembly line, the police officers began to get straight to the point, asking about the tragic fighting that took place on the outskirts of the city.

Yahiko Akizuki explained very cooperatively, saying that it was the ghost dragon who came to find fault, and he had no choice but to fight, and explained that this was legitimate defense.

"And before that? You've hurt people before, right? I have here an indictment against you. ”

The middle-aged police officer said, opened the document bag in front of him, picked up the information written on it, and put it on the glass.

"Someone accused you of deliberately hurting people, and you will be Inagawa Sheng, Inagawa Ryusuke...... The above 10 people are rated as 5, 6, and 8 levels of disability, and there is conclusive evidence. ”

Yahiko Akizuki smiled and asked, "Well, then what?" ”

"You will be detained now, and then you will be tried in the Supreme Court in these two days."

"Oh."

Yahiko Akizuki thought what was going on, wouldn't he just be caught, it's not a big deal, it's just a little regrettable, I didn't have time to taste the saliva chicken made by Hazuki apricots.

Hawkers, anyway, when he is released from prison, he will be able to taste it, and the detention time will not be too long - he inexplicably has this kind of self-confidence.

"Do you have any questions about the interrogation just now? If not, you can sign and seal it. ”

After that, there is a series of prison procedures, first confessing to the crime, and then taking them to a detention center for temporary detention, during which they may be released on bail pending trial, released on bail, or approved for arrest and transfer to prison.

In his previous life, Yahiko Akizuki had never been to the detention center, and each time he was sentenced to fifteen days in prison and fined 5,000 yuan.

……

At the same time, in the port area, Platinum Street, a duplex mansion covering an area of thousands of square meters like a castle.

"Miss, Mr. Akizuki has been arrested, and we ......"

The housekeeper, dressed in a European-style retro maid outfit, whispered to the woman who was immersed in reading.

"yes, I see."

Frost Moon Yao responded lightly, the expression on her face and her cold tone made it impossible to figure out her inner thoughts and attitude.

Her slender white fingers continued to turn the footer, but her eyes, which had been focused on the words, seemed a little erratic.

- If you look at it from an outsider's point of view, you won't notice such a tiny detail.

Seeing that Frost Moon Yao didn't react, the maid moved her lips, but finally fell silent and silently stood aside.

“…… In which detention center? ”

Frost Moon Yao asked suddenly, closing the book.

"Chiyo guard."

"Prepare the car."

……

Chiyo Detention Center, Prison No. 1, Warehouse No. 2.

In island countries, this kind of place should not be called a detention center, but a detention center.

Different from the detention center I entered before, the detention center is divided into group rooms, single rooms, juvenile rooms, and sick rooms.

Needless to say, the latter two are juveniles under the age of eighteen, infectious diseases are diseases, ordinary offenders live in group rooms, and single rooms are for people suspected of major criminal cases or violence.

The single room is small, about the size of a parking space, with a toilet at the back.

cramped, condensed, oppressive and cold, just a few words are enough to describe this kind of place.

One thing, like the detention centers in China, is the rows of LED white headlights hanging horizontally from the ceiling, which are not turned off 24 hours a day, and ordinary people come in, and it is impossible to fall asleep without getting used to it for a day or two.

Following the discipline into the No. 7 private room, Yahiko Akizuki looked up at the two white headlights in the front and back of the single room, and said, "The lights are dimmed, I don't like it." ”

"Hmm."

The discipline didn't say much, closed the iron door, dimmed the light, and then told him the rules: "Your number is 98, get up at 7 o'clock in the morning to send the quilt to the warehouse, go to the warehouse at 8 o'clock in the evening to get the quilt, get up and deliver the quilt, go to the sports field to let the wind ......"

The general process of the detention center is similar to that in China: getting up is to go to the sports field to work and read, take a nap after eating at noon, go out again at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, have dinner at 17 o'clock, let the wind out, and finally go to bed.

"yes, I see."

Yahiko Akizuki bowed slightly, put the basin of water she had been holding on the shelf, took out the toiletries inside, and placed them one by one.

"In view of the injuries on your body, go out tomorrow to have a good time, and rest here today."

After the discipline was finished, he put his hands behind his back and walked away to inspect the other cells.

But it didn't take long, about half an hour or so, that he turned back and opened the door of Yahiko Akizuki's cell.

At this moment, Yahiko Akizuki is lying on the bed leisurely, closing his eyes and recuperating, as if he is returning home, not at all at a loss.

Even if the discipline came to open the door, he still lay down.

"Come out on the 98th, someone wants to see you."

Explosion more explosion more explosion, explosion more explosion, must be ruthless!

(End of chapter)