"Right?" Kawakamiji asked.
Of course, he didn't really need to answer. From the expression on Mishima Shunsuke's face, Kawakami Kei could roughly guess the situation.
"You are in urgent need of money now, so you are deliberately trying to find what Chikako Yanagiya has hidden. Let me think about it... What are the fixed routines that usually apply to this kind of situation, emperor, crossing, degree, multiple choice?
Depending on your current physical condition, the last item can be ruled out. Personally, I think gambling is more likely, right? It seems I guessed it right..."
It seems that he got the result he wanted. The expression of the gray-haired young man was quite happy:
"So this case is very simple, especially after knowing the motive... As for the love story between you and Chikako Yanagiya, it is very touching. After all, there are not many people in this world who can help targeted poverty alleviation."
"Kawakami..."
After calling the police, Ryo Sawamura called out his name, seeming to remind Kawakami not to anger the murderer.
Although the two knew each other, they were not familiar with each other. At least Sawamura Ryo knew very little about Kawakami's side of collecting thesis materials. In his impression, this young man was gentle and reliable.
"It's okay, Mr. Sawamura, I have a sense of propriety."
The piece of paper was now in Kawakami Tsumugi's hand. Mishima Shunsuke, who was restrained by him with a gun, glanced at the muzzle of the gun and then at the paper in Kawakami Tsumugi's other hand. It was obvious that he was still evil-minded.
A few minutes later, the sound of a motorcycle was heard outside the door. The fast-moving Miwako Sato parked her car in front of the clothing store, and Jinpei Matsuda sat behind her.
This posture was very strange, and Kawakami couldn't help but take a second look.
Through the glass door, Sato Miwako and the two also saw the scene in the store: Kawakami Tsumugi pointed a gun at the murderer on the ground. Although the posture of holding the gun was not standard, it was decent.
Obviously, they don't need to come to the rescue.
The wind chimes were ringing, and Sato and Matsuda entered the clothing store.
"You are finally here." Kawakami smiled, still looking like he had seen the savior.
In line with the current situation, it is a standard template that deserves a beating.
"If you encounter something like this in the future, please contact us in advance. Don't always take risks alone, Mr. Kawakami."
Sato Miwako was angry and a little helpless. The capable short-haired policewoman frowned, expressing her dissatisfaction with Kawakami Kei's inability to change despite repeated admonitions.
Matsuda Jinpei on the side was silently observing the situation, and he discovered something very bad:
This criminal who is mixed up with Jingguang is very impeccable. Every detail is packaged extremely well. Even judging from the way the other person holds the gun, he is definitely an amateur.
"Oh, I can't help it. It was an accident this time, an accident..." Kawakami explained hurriedly.
The two were busy talking, and Tsumugi Kawakami couldn't help but relax. Mishima Shunsuke on the ground knew that the matter was irreversible, and for a moment, he was so embarrassed that he suddenly got up from the ground and rushed towards Kawakami Tsumugi.
"careful!"
Ryo Sawamura, who was standing at the counter, was the first to notice something was wrong. He called out a warning, but it was too late.
During the fight, the gun flew out of Kawakami's hand and fell to the ground. The frantic Mishima did not pick it up. He planned to hijack Kawakami and escape from the police.
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He tried to strangle Kawakami Tsumugi's neck with his hands and go around behind him. As a result, in panic, the dishonest detective stepped on his foot, causing his movements to stop in pain.
And this moment of stagnation was a fatal flaw for Mishima Shunsuke.
Matsuda Jinpei took action quickly.
For a taijutsu master, fighting moves don't need to be fancy. He just kicked Mishima Shunsuke several meters away and hit the counter unable to move.
Ryo Sawamura, who was standing on one side, was almost hit.
"Ahem..." Although he was not hurt in any way, Kawakami still lowered his head and covered his neck, pretending to choke, "Thank you, Officer Matsuda, for helping..."
While pretending, Kawakami felt something was wrong in the atmosphere. Then, he met the complicated eyes of the two policemen - well, only one, Matsuda Jinpei, was wearing sunglasses.
Soon, Kawakamiji knew what happened.
Because there are two guns on the floor.
One of them belonged to Mishima Shunsuke, and the other one fell out of Kawakami's pocket during the fight just now.
Matsuda Jinpei bit his lip and seemed to be suppressing a malicious smile:
"Should Mr. Kawakami explain?"
The murderer on the ground was still moaning. He was only injured and was not handcuffed. He could escape at any time. However, no one paid attention to the unfortunate Mr. Murderer at this time. Instead, everyone was looking at the gray-haired young man who was almost kidnapped.
In Japan, if you hold a gun without a license, you will get a silver bracelet, a free place to live, and free food.
"Ah, you're talking about this." Kawakami was stunned. He first stuffed the piece of paper Mishima Shunsuke gave him into his pocket, and then picked up the dropped gun with a relaxed expression.
Then, without hesitation, he aimed at the ground, pulled the trigger, and a stream of blue ink spurted out.
Yes, this is a water gun.
The kind specially designed to feed spiders. Because it was just a toy, Kawakami just put it in his pocket.
In daily life, Kawakami prefers to carry some anesthetic needles, poison needles, micro bombs, bugs and locators instead of guns.
Of course, he also has a small women's pistol on him now, but it's just parts scattered in the lining of his windbreaker and requires assembly before use.
"This is a toy I made myself. It's cool, right?" Kawakami said with a smile.
The frozen atmosphere in the clothing store began to flow again. Sato Miwako breathed a sigh of relief. She took out the handcuffs and handed them to Matsuda Jinpei, signaling the latter to cuff the murderer.
"This is so realistic, I thought it was real!" Miwako Sato took the water gun over and looked at it carefully, "Did you make it yourself?"
"Yes, I have been DIYing for a long time."
"That's it." Sato Miwako smiled sweetly, "Although it is just a harmless water gun, such a realistic shape will still have adverse effects if it is released on the market."
Kawakamiji suddenly had a bad feeling.
"For example, if someone robs someone, holding this gun can deter the victim and even the police. And it is made by you, and the appearance is also trying to be closer to a real gun.
As a doctor of social psychology, Mr. Kawakami must be aware of the hidden dangers, and there is no fault. "
"I won't let it flow to the market..." Kawakami explained weakly.
Based on his true identity, this kind of fake gun is unattractive. What flows from his hands to the market are real guns. The quality is outstanding.
"But the hidden danger exists objectively. Therefore, it is confiscated." Miwako Sato announced her verdict unceremoniously. "It just so happens that Mr. Kawakami is an eyewitness. Go back and complete the transcript and then receive criticism and education."
Damn, I was tricked.
Kawakami's smile did not change, and he asked in a pitiful tone: "For the sake of being a first-time offender, can you return it to me, Officer Sato? After all, it was not easy to do it. I will keep it at home as a souvenir. Absolutely If you don’t take it out…”
"Sorry, no."
Behind the two of them, Matsuda Jinpei, who was dragging the prisoner, laughed unkindly.
The gun was probably not real. Matsuda Jinpei had known this for a long time. It was too light and the sound when it hit the ground was wrong. However, Miwako Sato can still defeat this guy.
I have to say, well done.
Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Kawakami Misuki accepted the reality angrily and stopped insisting.
