When Qi Mu's super power defected

Matsuda Zhenping?

Matsuda Zhenping? !

How!what!Can!can!

Of course I could hear his voice, but I didn't recognize him in the crowd. I had assumed that in this world I would never meet acquaintances, so I never thought about that.

I think my current expression should be described as horrified, but probably I stared at Mr. Police Officer too persistently, with an obviously shocked appearance, which looked like——

1. I was frightened when I saw the police officer.

2. Encounter with acquaintances from the past.

3. Met an exciting male guest.

Yes, those present held all three ideas.

But I was not in the mood to argue at all, the young man got closer and closer, and I pressed the bomber's hand unconsciously, only to hear a teeth-piercing creak.

"what--"

The prisoner's screams woke me up. I turned around and found that the wrist under my palm was not quite right, and it became limp.

I took a look at it, and the prisoner's hand bones were crushed by me who was out of condition, and his muscles were also damaged to varying degrees.

I let go of my hand and stood up. The prisoner's painful tears flowed out. He didn't have the strength to get up and run away.

Whose mouth these words come from is better than yours.

[Maybe I should throw you into the passenger ship where you hid the bomb. ] I said coldly, subconsciously not paying attention to Officer Matsuda.

People sometimes do this. When they avoid something because of nervousness and fear, they will divert their attention, catch a sheep and pull it hard,

[Or do you prefer to have your heels or knees broken by me? ] I said something horrifying without thinking.

When the mafia has been around for too long, my language system has gradually progressed towards violence. Before, even if I thought about it, I would not say it carelessly.

Originally, I also wanted to thank Officer Matsuda who caught the criminal: "..."

The curly-haired young man glanced at my attire, roughly estimated my age in his heart, and naturally regarded me as an ordinary person like a college student. If he said harsh words, he could also be said to be young and energetic, and he was passionate because of his righteous deeds.

Hey?

I noticed something weird.

Officer Matsuda coughed lightly. He ran for two streets while chasing the prisoner, and was still panting slightly before entering the door. "Anyway, thank you for helping me subdue him, otherwise there may be serious consequences."

The prisoner lightly held his wrist, and said with a grim face, "He broke my hand, it hurts so much! Call an ambulance, or my hand will be useless—" Maybe the fear of disability made him ignore it In addition, he was curled up on the ground like a shrimp, and he also bred a rational anger, "This is considered intentional injury, as a policeman, why don't you just ignore all this?!"

[Why do you think you have the right to be protected, your behavior can be directly shot. ]

The prisoner suddenly misfired, "...shot?"

Does he have the consciousness of a newspaper office?

However, the general characteristic of criminals is that they lack empathy, but they are extremely selfish and cannot bear the slightest harm from others. At this time, the criminal who is clamoring for protection is ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

"You have no evidence at all, what kind of bomb, what kind of remote control, you came up to attack me out of nowhere—" His feverish brain gradually cooled down, and he became a victim of bullying, "It's just an ordinary button , nothing will happen if you press it down."

[You think I'll press it? ] His sophistry fell into my ears, and I just felt noisy, [Is it you, wait until your other accomplice is arrested. ]

Officer Matsuda skillfully took out the handcuffs, apparently on my side. He hesitated for a while at the prisoner's obviously red and swollen wrist, and then turned to the other hand.

I snatched the handcuffs before him, took the prisoner's injured wrist and poked it, and then put my hand into the other ring of the handcuffs.

"This is you?" Matsuda Jinpei was surprised,

"Saiki!" Osamu Dazai called me, his tone a little anxious,

I shook the hand that was connected to the prisoner as if nothing had happened, and looked at Officer Matsuda with burning eyes, [Okay, he can’t escape, let’s send him to the police station. ]

Osamu Dazai clenched his fists.

Different.

Osamu Dazai looked at the strange expression on the pink-haired youth,

It's a completely different feeling.

People will play different roles for different people in their lives. For example, when facing their parents, that person may always be a coquettish and courting child; Gentle and powerful; and when facing close friends, he can often show a relaxed and comfortable appearance-enthusiasm.

I listened to Osamu Dazai's short composition, but I had no time to care.

It can't be helped, it's only natural that I'm attracted to Officer Matsuda.

The young man in front of him was still fluffy and naturally curly, with slightly raised brows and eyes, but different from what I was familiar with, his face was thinner and firmer, and his breath brought out a faint smell of tobacco.

It was Matsuda Jinpei, but it wasn't.

Looking so engrossed, his face turned into a skull.

...Well... the skull is also Matsuda Jinpei's.

Blinking, I suddenly found that Matsuda Jinpei was also staring at me for a moment. If I counted the time I spent seeing through his face, the two of us had been staring at each other for more than ten seconds.

I reached out and pinched his face,

"hiss--"

There was a sound of gasping in the room.

Oops, got carried away again.

I took back the disobedient paw calmly, yes, the feel is also Matsuda's flat.

but……

"What's your name?" Officer Matsuda in front of me asked me.

However, he doesn't know me.

Why?The world I came to is obviously another world, why is there a second Matsuda Jinpei.

[Qi Mu, Qi Mu ruffian. ] As I said that, I pulled the prisoner up with all my strength. The prisoner had deliberately vented his strength and collapsed on the ground, but I lifted him up completely. He felt severe pain in his stressed wrist again, causing him to howl again. scream,

I threatened impatiently, [Shut up, if you don't want me to take your jaw off, just don't cooperate. ]

Probably my tone was very cold, he shivered a bit, I don't know if it was pain or fear, maybe both.

I turned to Matsuda Jinping and said, [You came here alone, he has an unknown number of accomplices, you may be attacked on the way to the police station, so add me. ] My tone of voice raised slightly. Compared with the stern and cold voice when I was the leader, this voice line is very different, and it almost makes me look like a different person.

Officer Matsuda asked me thoughtfully, "How do you know..."

I rushed to answer, [I used to want to be a policeman, so I was very sensitive to crimes and other things. Thanks to the knowledge I learned by myself, I was calm and relaxed when dealing with criminals. ]

Still relaxed and calm?Squeeze his arm easily and calmly?

[The police in Yokohama are now transferred to the passenger ship in the port. You just accidentally smelled the smell of explosives/explosives on the criminal, so you came right here? ] I will not give Officer Matsuda a chance to intervene, [Call the police station now and let their mobile team safely dismantle the bomb. I have a car and can send this person directly to the cell. ]

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

He has sensed my positivity.

No, this positivity is inexplicable no matter how you look at it. He is wondering what my motivation is for approaching him.

Zhongyuan Zhong was also dumbfounded, seeing that the development trend was getting more and more wrong, he said, "First... no, Mr. Qi Mu, are you going to the police station?"

[right. ] I took the time to give them a look, [Sorry, go back yourself. ]

"What about work in the afternoon?"

[It's warped. ] I said without hesitation.

The scene suddenly fell into three seconds of silence.

I remembered something important, so I ordered seriously, [Curry please pack it for me, Dazai, and put it on the desk in my office. ]

After saying this, I dragged the prisoner out of the store, and Officer Matsuda followed behind me. I don't know why, but I felt that his words became a lot less, and his demeanor became more decadent.Although people do change, he was young and vigorous when he was in the police academy, but he should have grown up now.

Sakai Ludou, who was waiting outside the door, saw me coming out, and greeted me competently. His eyes fell from top to bottom, and fell on my hands handcuffed with others.

"..." Sakai Ludou's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he asked in surprise, "Mr. Qi Mu?"

[Go to Metropolitan Police Department in Yokohama. ]

"what?"

Sakai Ludou suspected that he was hallucinating, "You mean... send yourself to the police station?"

[…] I glanced at him, [Don't use words. ]

No, isn't that what you're doing now?

Sakai Ludou grumbled expressionlessly,

Mafia boss going to the police station?ha?are you crazy?

[This is Officer Matsuda, let's go together. ] I introduced.

No, it's even more wrong.

Sakai Lutou twitched his eyebrows,

What police officer Matsuda, why do you, a mafia, want to stay with the police enthusiastically, and, uh... the same as rushing to give away for nothing?

This description is a bit too much.

I looked at Rikuto Sakai delicately,

He seems to be somewhat disillusioned with my image. He used to think that I was unreliable occasionally, but he was always cold and murderous, but now he thinks that I am posting back.

Officer Matsuda stood silently watching our interaction, as if feeling slack and bored because of the easy completion of the work, he even turned his head and yawned. The hands were put down solemnly, and the body seemed to be a little tense.

I opened the car door, but didn't go in. Instead, I gave way to Officer Matsuda, [You go first. ]

Officer Matsuda: "..."

Sakai Ludou: "..." His eyes widened after being robbed of his job.

Sakai Lutou said with great acting skills, "Mr. Saiki, I'm coming! How could you do such a thing."

Oh, because I was handcuffed with the prisoner with my left hand, and the road in Japan drives on the left. If I go in first, the prisoner will sit in the second seat after me, separating me from Officer Matsuda.

By the way, my limousine does not have a passenger seat.Next to the driver's seat are all the props to protect me.

Osamu Dazai and Nakahara also came out of the store slowly, their expressions were indescribable, especially Osamu Dazai, whose face was as dark as if he had fallen into a pool of ink.

I took advantage of Officer Matsuda to get into the car and patted his head outside.

Osamu Dazai waved my hand away, and asked me in a cold voice, "Saiki, what are you thinking?"

I said, [Thinking about love. ]