Justice partner Xia Youjun

"Mr. Police Officer." There was apology mixed in the gentle voice: "I'm scared."

"I really don't want to die."

The scenery outside the car window passed by one by one, silently bidding farewell to the police car heading for Mihua Town.With the exaggerated smile unique to cartoon characters, the Yakult villain stands beckoning to passing vehicles.

The murderer of the dismemberment case seemed to be a little anxious, twisting his fingers one after another, and obediently put his hands together in the cold handcuffs.

The foreign youth with high nose and deep eyes spoke softly in the police car with melancholy in his eyes.

There is no excitement in the tone, no questioning, as if reading a waka aloud, gracefully like the passionate man described by Qing Shaonayan.

*Wearing layers of white clothes, plus ditang-colored and red clothes, the man chanted the Lotus Sutra.

No, if we talk about Jones' nationality, it should be said that he is like a priest reciting the Bible.

The police officer who escorted Jones couldn't help looking dazed, his hands tightened on the steering wheel, his eyes drifted to the back row, and he couldn't help comforting Jones: "We won't know about that kind of thing until the court's decision, you should cooperate with our work first. "

"The victim was dismembered into 112 pieces and boiled mature meat. As of 2007:9 on September 12, 15, the head part has not been found." Jones' crime.

"Rookie, drive well and don't do unnecessary things."

"I'm very sorry!" The rookie policeman apologized nervously, turned his attention back to his forward vision, and his eyes went straight to the waving Yakult villain standing sign, smiling exactly as before.

Strange, the car broke down?

The rookie policeman stepped on the accelerator tentatively, and the touch under his feet told him clearly that all operations were correct.

However, the car did not move.

The frozen scene around him began to amplify the function of hearing.

The sound of the engine running, and the fierce friction of the tires against the ground!

The stern-faced blond policeman asked, "What's the matter, Fujimura?"

Officer Fujimura turned his head, showing a smile uglier than crying, and tremblingly said: "Senior, is this a dream?"

The moment he realized that the police car had been driving in place, Fujimura saw it.

Comparable to a monster coming out of a supernatural novel, its huge body is surrounded by surging black lines, like the shadow of a teddy bear in a children's room. Its position is indeed reversed from that of the teddy bear. A sharp cry leaked from the black shadow.

"Don't go." The black line split from the middle, as if smiling: "Play with me."

"Stay with me, stay with me, stay with me, stay with me—" the monster repeated unconsciously.

The blond policeman frowned and urged Fujimura: "What dream? Drive. Take the prisoner back to the police station, and we can go home and sleep after get off work."

"Senior, can't you see!?" These were the last words Fujimura could yell, and immediately after, the police car was torn apart like paper, and the black shadow took Fujimura out of it.

"Accompany me..."

As a rookie policeman, Sora Fujimura muttered with his mouth open, unable to make a sound, and then passed out.

"Hey," a figure of Shi Shiran walked out from behind the black shadow monster, wearing a modified and trendy school uniform, complaining: "Obviously I said to move lightly."

The black shadow gently put down the unconscious Fujimura, and the behemoth shrank into a ball in front of the suspected student, as if expressing apology.

The blond policeman turned a blind eye to the scene of losing his sanity, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, wiped off the blood stained on the camera with the hem of his clothes, and calmly photographed the damaged police car.

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows, not to mention the strength of the mantra [teddy bear], it is still exciting enough for monkeys.

The comatose Fujimura over there is proof that the monkey can only see it when its life is threatened by the curse spirit.

Could it be that, "You can't see?" Xia Youjie was intrigued by this overly calm blond police officer.

"If you're talking about a curse spirit, I've never seen it before." The blond policeman replied, and simultaneously clicked on the file to start writing work reports and reimbursement forms.

Ordinary people will see the curse spirit when their lives are threatened, but this person is just doing everything at hand meticulously, no more, no less just right, and concentrate on it.

He can't see.

Xia Youjie pondered for a moment, then tilted his head and said tentatively, "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you? I'm serious."

When he said this, Xia Youjie felt an indescribable palpitation.

Ah, it seems that I can't do it.

The blond policeman put an end to the text he was writing, and said lightly:

"In theory, I should arrest you for assault and vandalism. I don't think I'm tougher than a police car."

"Based on this, I decided to start begging for your mercy now."

"You didn't mean to kill Fujimura, so I judge that killing the policeman is not good for you."

"So, please let me go."

The tone is flat without any ups and downs, this style, and the inexplicably familiar blond hair.

"What's your name?"

"...Please call me Police Officer Qihai." The blond man took out his police card from his blood-stained pocket, pinched the edge of the card firmly, and showed Xia Youjie his identity information page.

* Nanami Isaburo.

Xia Youjie was stunned, and then laughed: "Hey, Qihai?" It turned out to be a relative of Qihai's junior, so it looks like.

"Okay, let you go." Xia Youjie promised: "But, please leave this person to me." He pointed to Jones who was sitting half dead, and politely asked the police for a job partner: "I'm a little concerned It needs to be confirmed."

Police officer Nanami nodded noncommittally, and instead of looking at his work target, he walked up to the unconscious Fujimura, and looked down at his bleeding wound.Although it was only affected when the police car was destroyed and he was not seriously injured, this appearance is really not suitable for the unconscious Fujimura.

No injuries, just fainted.Officer Qihai looked around and made a judgment.

From Xia Youjie's point of view, it was police officer Qihai who walked up to his colleague in an orderly manner, stretched out his hand and slapped the colleague several times.

Fujimura felt hot on his face, and woke up in a daze, and saw the calm-eyed senior pulling his collar, urging: "Wake up, it's time to go."

Police officer Qihai turned his back to Xia Youjie, raised one hand to say goodbye as he walked away, and the other hand, which had been writing work reports and reimbursement forms intermittently, withdrew from the document, and clicked on the only conjurer he knew—— The message box of Jianren Qihai.

On the other side, a figure hiding the whole process and watching the paddling came out from behind the tree. There were large and small wounds all over his body, which seemed to be more seriously injured than Jones who was affected by the damaged police car. He walked up to Jones indifferently, making out Say, "Yo, I'm here to save you."

He didn't see the look of disgusting Jones' distress email just now.

"Let me introduce, this is Xia Youjie, our new friend." Ron Suo hid in a small bush and watched the whole process, and only came out to talk warmly after the matter was over.

Jones dodged his eyes and only dared to peek at Xia Youjie from the corner of his eye. It was Xia Youjie who knocked him unconscious and sent him to the police at the airport just now.He asked softly: "Mr. Hirata, didn't you say that he is from Tiao/Zi?"

Saying tiao/zi in a clear tone brings a strong sense of disobedience, like a minor imitating the lines of a TV series.

Hirata is the name of Ronso's current vest.It was only then that Lin Suo remembered the rhetoric that he lied to Jones at the airport to attract the attention of Six Eyes and Mantra Spiritual Exercise.

Li Suo's face was neither red nor heartbeat, and he changed the subject: "Accident at the airport, the flight was cancelled. You can't escape."

Jones' train of thought was immediately diverted by the rope, and he complained a little aggrievedly: "Why is this so?"

With a smirk, Yan Suo stretched out his hand to pull up the foreign youth who was slumped on the ground, and snapped his fingers to break the handcuffs for Jones.

Jones was very moved immediately, and said with red eyes: "It is thanks to Mr. Hirata that I can live until now. What should I do next?"

Half of the tone in his voice was trust in Lisuo, and half was worry about the future.

Thanks Hirata for making you a fugitive murderer?Xia Youjie complained in his heart, but didn't show it on his face.

Hirata seemed to have misunderstood something, and he knew a lot about him.

For example, Hirata is actually a tangerine peel that has been hidden for thousands of years.

Xia Youjie also knew that he would not plan anything good.

The last person who lived for thousands of years - Tian Yuan, did not leave any good impression on Xia Youjie.

Tianyuan, who has to sacrifice Riko Tenuchi in order to regain his humanity, can he really be considered a human being?

Xia Youjie found that the situation was more severe than he had imagined. Instead of questioning Wujo Wu's concealment and investigating the so-called destroyed villages, the most urgent thing to do was to make mistakes and find out what he was planning.

Xia Youjie put his fingers on his thin lips and muttered, his smile deepened, and he turned sideways to Yan Suo and said, "I see, I'll follow you first."

Long Suo is eager to win over Xia Youjie and proposes to rescue Jones.He felt that Xia Youjie, who seemed to be planning to help Gojo Satoru escape, naturally had a different stand from the police.Proposing to rescue Jones can just pull in the relationship between the two, and it can also create a good image of himself as a friend who is trustworthy and trustworthy.

"Jones?" Xia Youjie asked suspiciously, "That monkey without magic power, I thought he was your abandoned son."

When Li Suo heard the name "monkey", he felt that his judgment was correct. Xia Youjie was definitely planning to defect from the magic world.

So Lisuo became more determined to win Xia Youjie to his side, and seeing Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie's relationship was sticky, maybe he could buy one and get one free!

"How could it be? It's just that one of the two has to run away, so as to facilitate the follow-up rescue." Li Suo opened his mouth and came, with a sincere tone.

That's how Jones got out of the police car, mostly intact.

Yan Suo sighed, and said modestly, "Jones, if I can't escape to the Middle East, I really have no power over your situation."

Then he led Jones to look at the wreckage of the police car, his eyes were dim, and he sighed: "If you have the power of Mr. Xia You, the Metropolitan Police Department will not dare to come again."

Get revenge on the Metropolitan Police Department and force the government to admit them.

Xia Youjie only assisted Gojo Satoru to escape, and did not commit any irreversible crimes. To get Xia Youjie to join here sincerely, he must first be charged with a crime!

With Jones as the principal offender and Xia Youjie as the accomplice, he himself does not appear.In this way, packing up Jones and sending it to the Metropolitan Police Department afterwards can not only prevent Xia Youjie from becoming a target of the Metropolitan Police Department, but also prevent Xia Youjie from returning to the magic world.Li Suo gave himself a thumbs up in his heart!

Several people planning anti/social actions stood on the deserted street after the sudden destruction of the police car. Seen from above, they were just a few tiny black spots.

The white-haired young man stood in mid-air, his thin clothes rattled by the wind. He didn't wear the usual sunglasses, but a pair of thin-rimmed ordinary glasses of Mr. Good Man, which set off his extraordinary and refined temperament without staining the slightest dust.

Gojo Satoru looked down at Mihua Town expressionlessly.

Jay, where is it?