Fierce screams echoed in the alley. Miwako Sato, who was a little slower, arrived and saw only one leg of the bomber was bloody and twisted into a strange shape.
Because the light was dim, she couldn't see very clearly, but she highly doubted how many parts of the leg were connected together.
The bomber's face was covered with fear, and tears were streaming down his face. He grabbed the top of the wall with one hand and frantically tried to climb up the wall, constantly letting out inhuman howls.
Shizuo Komemon stood aside indifferently, folding his arms and urging, "Hurry up, your potential should be stimulated now, you can do it, keep climbing! Climb this wall and keep running!"
Don’t you like playing games with human lives? Coincidentally, I like it too, let’s exchange experiences.”
"No, it's not me..." The bomber's face was filled with tears, his fingers were covered with blood, and he tried to beg for mercy. "In my head... there is a child's voice...
He asked me to do this, to kill all the police or other people. You can’t blame me. Let me go, it’s not what I wanted to do..."
"What are you talking about?" Shizuo Komemon was a little confused, "Aren't we exchanging gaming experiences? I don't blame you.
By the way, it's a coincidence that there seems to be such a voice in my head, asking me to play a game with you. It's still a long time before dawn, and we have enough time to play slowly."
As he spoke, he raised a road sign he had picked up from the side of the road and hit it hard on one side of his arm.
The bomber let out an even more shrill scream, his arms and legs were twisted and deformed, and his whole body was thrown from the wall and fell to the ground.
"You don't have much power with this hand, so why not throw it away to reduce the burden and make escaping easier, don't you think?"
"Gumeimen Police Department..." Sato Miwako originally chased her angrily, with the idea of shooting and killing the prisoner swirling around in her heart, but seeing this scene...
"Ah, Sato, you are here, you also join in, raise your gun and break his other leg.
In the process of chasing the bomber, the opponent ran away and even fought back, so it was reasonable and reasonable for us to fight back."
Shizuo Komemon turned around and invited with a smile.
Sato Miwako was a little frightened. Why did the Gumeimen Police Department become so crazy? It was obviously fine before.
She took a deep breath, suppressed all the messy thoughts and emotions, walked closer, and comforted:
"Are you okay? You didn't seem to lose control like this before? Do you want to find a place to vent your emotions first? It should be okay to leave it to your friend just now."
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Shizuo Komemon shook his head slightly, with that scary smile, "Sato, you must hate him very much, right? Why don't you give the final blow to you later?"
You can just push it to me when the time comes. No one here will see it anyway. It is up to us to decide how to record it later.
And with my identity, and the help of Yanjie, there are no witnesses here, so there won’t be any serious consequences.”
Sato Miwako was startled for a moment, and immediately understood why he did this.
I was almost carried away by the rage of revenge, but when I saw the Gumeimen Police Department acting even crazier, I immediately woke up and started to persuade the other party.
This is his way of calming me down...
After Sato Miwako figured it out, she looked at the bomber who was now covered in blood and flesh and was very miserable, and shook her head with a wry smile.
"No need, I've calmed down now and won't be impulsive. You don't have to do it either."
Shizuo Komemon glanced at her expression and asked again, "Really not necessary? Or there is another way. There is a saying, eat its flesh and sleep on its skin.
It doesn't matter if you want to give it a try. Cut off a piece of his flesh and eat it to satisfy your hatred. Don't worry, I'm also a monster who feeds two children, and I won't discriminate against you."
Miwako Sato smiled helplessly when she heard this, knowing that he was joking.
But the bomber didn't know that after hearing this and seeing Shizuo Komemon's bloodthirsty smile, his whole body was about to collapse.
He crawled crazily on the ground with one hand and one foot in the direction outside the alley, trying to get to a crowded place, where he might have a chance to survive.
Otherwise, I will definitely be eaten by these two people!!!
Kaitou Kidd stood on the wall, and he had goosebumps all over his body when he heard this. It was so terrifying. Although he knew that the Gumeimen Police Department was joking, but...
Why does it sound so scary? It seems like it will become true at any time!
"I did have the idea of killing him for revenge just now, but as you said before, for him, I am afraid that living now is more painful than death. Let him die happily after doing so many evil things.
It’s too cheap for him.”
Miwako Sato looked at the bomber, with her severed limbs and frightened and desperate expression. Perhaps these could comfort the dead.
The Matsuda criminal from three years ago, and the Hagiwara criminal from seven years ago...
"It's not enough." Shizuo Komemon slowly walked towards the bomber who crawled some distance away, leaving a conspicuous blood mark on the ground.
"Kyosuke Futo has broken his limbs, how can he be lighter? Well, maybe you can find someone to arrange it, keep the two of them together and exchange feelings."
Shizuo Komemon said seriously and walked to the bomber's side. The latter raised his head, his face full of pleading.
"Let me go... I don't want to die... Please..."
"Okay, I won't let you die. Didn't you hear what we just said? You have to live well, preferably longer, so that you can taste enough pain and suffering."
After Shizuo Komemon finished speaking, he raised his leg and stepped on his still intact arms and legs. The joints made a snapping sound like celery.
After all his limbs were severed, Shizuo Komemon was still not satisfied, so he added a kick to the bomber's lumbar spine. It wasn't very heavy, but it was almost enough to paralyze him.
"That's almost it." Shizuo Furumemon nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Miwako Sato, "What do you think?"
Sato Miwako looked at him blankly, and suddenly realized that there was really no way that the figure of Matsuda Jinpei in her memory could overlap with this person.
The two people look nothing alike.
However, this is only right, why should it be like that?
When Matsuda Jinpei was submerged in the flames of the bomb on the Ferris wheel, that scene has always been a lingering nightmare in her heart.
Now that the bomber had been punished, Miwako Sato felt like a huge stone had been lifted from her heart, and she felt a lot more relaxed.
She smiled with relief, and then tears couldn't help but fill her eyes. She didn't know why, but she just wanted to cry.
"Why are you giggling? Call someone to take him to the hospital, otherwise he will bleed to death in a short while. What a pity."
Shizuo Komemon shouted, Miwako Sato came back to her senses instantly, stood at attention and saluted, "Yes! Department Chief!"
