Chapter 324

The people of the Metropolitan Police Department still haven't processed what's happening.

Are you kidding? This can't be real, can it?

Especially the detectives of Investigation Division 1, Kousaka of the First Division and Shiratori of the Second Division had just witnessed the indiscriminate murder by Edogawa, the killer's brutality and madness, and the state of wielding a kitchen knife that could cut down gods and Buddhas, leaving deep psychological scars on both; although they were forced to use handguns to subdue the killer afterward, the emergency review by the Ministry of Justice and the bloody scene left that day have already led them to visit the Metropolitan Police Department's psychologists several times.

But the corpse lying in a pool of blood on the first-floor lobby, and the decapitated yellow-haired head that fell from the second floor, are not fake!

If possible, everyone would wish to assume this is a drill, but reason tells them it's real!

"This is the corpse! It's a murder scene!" Uesugi Muneyuki, spiritually exhausted and lying on the ground, pointed at the AnonTokyo Host Club and roared: "The killer is on the second floor! What are you staring at? Arrest them!"

"Hey!" Hearing Uesugi Muneyuki say this, the many detectives of Investigation Division 1 finally confirmed this was not a drill!

The bloody scene before them made all detectives tremble with fear, and finally, Shimano Keibu of the Non-Career Track Fourth Division and Itami Keibu of the Non-Career Track Fifth Division were the first to draw their pistols: "Freeze, don't move!"

"People upstairs, you're surrounded! Immediately raise your hands and surrender!"

The large group of detectives downstairs began shouting, and just at that moment, the cries for help from upstairs disappeared.

What answered them was a bloody corpse thrown down from upstairs.

It looked like a human arm, still wearing a flamboyant suit with kirakiradokidoki glittering sequins on the long sleeve.

Now all the police understand they've encountered a tough opponent.

This incident also drew attention from ahead, and just as Uesugi Muneyuki let out a roar, leading a large group of police toward the Host Club, Watanabe Eiji happened to be inspecting and reviewing the Metropolitan Police Department's Shinjuku Police Unit Kabukicho Special Koban.

The koban had fewer than ten patrol officers in total, wearing field patrol uniforms and brown arm guards "Violent Pursuit," undergoing Watanabe Eiji's inspection.

Beside them, Nekan Sanji of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Metropolitan Police Department shouted: "To the Superintendent General, salute!"

"Loyalty! Sincerity!" The koban police collectively stood at attention, straightened their waists, and lifted their heads.

"Loyalty~" Watanabe Eiji gave a slight salute, about to admonish something, when suddenly he heard a commotion from behind: "What's going on?"

At that moment, Watanabe Minami rushed over in small, quick steps in high heels: "Father, it's terrible! Uesugi discovered a murder case at a nearby host club! And the killing is still ongoing, the killer is still at work!"

"What?!" Watanabe Eiji's face changed drastically; he looked up and saw NHK's camera crew and reporters pointing at him at the scene!

What the hell? I just carried out a sudden raid, and this happens—isn't this slapping me in the face?

I barely got reappointed as Superintendent General—how am I supposed to explain this to the entire nation?

But... perhaps this isn't so bad; a first sudden raid, doesn't this just uncover something?

Watanabe Eiji's expression shifted several times, then became stern: "Indeed! Nekan, Sugishita, Ichijo, and Rokkaku, you immediately take personnel and reinforce the Special Mission Unit and Uesugi!"

"Yes!"

As the words fell, large groups of public security police already surrounded, tightly protecting the Superintendent General and bringing him into the koban to avoid danger, while more police turned and ran toward the crime scene.

What happened?

The NHK on-site reporter and cameraman already sensed something was wrong behind them, and they had already smelled the scent of ratings!

What happened?

How many tourists and passersby are there in all of Kabukicho? Over ten thousand? Screams came from behind, and everyone stared in shock at the area cordoned off by police, looking toward AnonTokyo.

Blood, so much blood!

"Murder! Save me!"

"I saw a head! That's a human head, ah ah ah ah ah!"

"This isn't a drill, this really isn't a drill—someone is killing inside the host club, I heard it!"

"Quick, quick, quick, let me see too—what exactly is going on?"

The entire Ichibangai of Kabukicho fell into great chaos and curiosity over the sudden incident.

At this very moment, in the AnonTokyo Host Club on the second floor, a slightly plump woman holding a long kitchen knife licked the blood at the corner of her mouth with her tongue, and also heard the commotion outside.

Before her was a bloody scene, severed limbs, utter devastation, the blood seeping from the host corpses staining the entire second floor red; under her superb knife skills and precise cutting of vital points, not a single host escaped, nor was there a single intact corpse—all were cut into pieces of various sizes.

Of course, without a doubt, all these corpses share one feature: they were all decapitated.

How annoying! The slightly plump woman possessed by Saijo Yasue shook her head irritably.

These police are so annoying? It's just killing a few people—why do they keep haunting me like this?

Annoying!

Forget it, I'll stop here for today—after all, I've killed enough people.

Saijo Yasue, from the window, glanced out, coldly smiling, thinking: Once I fully recover my strength, next time will be your death day!

Doctor, I told you—I will come find you, whether ten times, or a hundred, thousand, or ten thousand times!

One day, I will return like lightning, and kill you and all your relatives and friends, leaving none alive!

Dong dong dong~

The sound of leather shoes hitting the stairs, a large group of detectives ran up to the second floor of the Host Club, shocked by the scene before them; roughly estimating, at least five people died horribly!

"Don't move! Hands up!" Seeing this, Shimano Keibu and Itami Keibu no longer hesitated, directly raising their pistols at Saijo Yasue: "Otherwise, we have the right to shoot!"

"Shoot? Hehe~" Saijo Yasue smirked, the slightly plump female body she possessed now completely soaked in blood, the Zwilling kitchen knife in her hand dripping a string of blood: "You dare? A bunch of cowards, trash!"

She deliberately stepped forward.

All the police were frightened and retreated two steps, and two detectives even slipped on garlic peel, nearly falling down the stairs—if it weren't for the first floor being packed with detectives.

Indeed, Shimano Keibu and Itami Keibu simply dared not shoot; they could only watch helplessly as Saijo Yasue single-handedly forced over a dozen police to retreat.

"Then, goodbye!"

In the moment Saijo Yasue intimidated the police, she turned, smashed through the glass curtain wall, and leapt down, the blade slicing along the hanging New Year streamer with the momentum, amidst a rain of gold leaf, the slightly plump female body displayed unbelievable agility, she rolled once on the ground, and the Zwilling kitchen knife in her hand smoothly sliced open a detective's chest, instantly blood gushed like a spring!

This horrific sight made several detectives nearby instinctively retreat, the line encircling the Host Club revealed a gap, Saijo Yasue rolled into the street takoyaki stall, overturned the hot oil and splashed it at the pursuers, in the scorching heat wave three police covered their faces and screamed in agony.

For a time, half of the Metropolitan Police Department police were still trapped inside the Host Club unable to exit, while the other half were directly cut through by her; the hundred police Uesugi Muneyuki shouted for could do nothing against a single knife-wielding criminal.

"Don't shoot!" At this moment, the arriving Megure Keishi of the Criminal Investigation Department still shouted: "This place is full of civilians, shooting would harm the people! Don't shoot!"

"Chase, chase for me!" Following Megure Keishi's stern roar, the police began to move.

"We must catch her!" Uesugi Muneyuki also rose from the ground, he covered his still somewhat dizzy head, and roared: "We must catch her, be careful, she will continue to harm people!"

"Yes!" Inspector Okada was already flustered at this point: "Kai, Date, Igarashi, let's go!"

"Me too!" Ikeda Erena was likewise shocked by the horrific scene before her eyes; the tall beauty, whose hatred of evil was like that of an enemy, let out a cry of justice. Fortunately, today she differed from Minami in that she wore a female suit and leather shoes for outdoor duty, which made movement easier.

"Catch her!" Inspector Kosaka of the First Division and Inspector Shiratori of the Second Division had also recovered their composure at this point.

Thus, as many as forty or fifty detectives began the pursuit of this murderer.

However, Saijo Yasue was not easy to chase.

With a single roll, she fled into the alley behind the love hotel, kicked open the iron door of the boiler room, and the steam gushing out obscured the vision of the pursuing police. Then, taking advantage of the moment, she opened the fire hydrant valve, gave a cold laugh, and the jet of water spraying out caused the swiftly pursuing Inspector Kosaka and others to slip on their soles and fall in a heap.

Inspector Shiratori of the Second Division, witnessing this scene, felt somewhat startled and alarmed. He did not immediately choose to pursue Saijo, but instead helped up Inspector Kosaka, who had fallen flat on his face on the ground. The two watched helplessly as Saijo Yasue took out a firefighter's axe and attempted to pry open the manhole cover on the ground.

Fortunately, the manhole cover in Kabukicho had recently been replaced with a Pokemon Pikachu-themed one, and its method of opening differed from that of previous covers. Saijo Yasue tried twice and found she could not pry it open. Enraged, she hurled the firefighter's axe at the pursuing officers, striking one policeman squarely and knocking him to the ground with a broken head and blood flowing.

Over twenty detectives from the First and Second Divisions combined were nearly wiped out single-handedly by Saijo Yasue!

After bursting out of the alley, the crowds of Kabukicho were thick as woven cloth. Although outsiders had by then received the news, they had not yet completed evacuation. Inspector Shimano and Inspector Itami, leading the police of the Fourth and Fifth Divisions, arrived in succession from afar. Saijo gave a cold laugh, casually seized a fashionable Shibuya-kei gal, and with one stroke slit her throat. Then she flung the woman's body toward the oncoming police, and offhandedly snatched a cane from the hand of an elderly passerby by the roadside, thrust it into the construction barrier, and flung it up. The flying construction barrier smashed several officers of the Fourth Division, including Inspector Shimano, to the ground.

The Metropolitan Police Department's officers pursued her for over a kilometer, but when Saijo continued to flee, only Inspector Itami Kenichi of the Fifth Division and the barely keeping-up Special Mission Unit officer who had rushed to the scene could match her pace!

So fast! The elderly officers of headquarters were already panting, but this fellow's speed showed no sign of diminishing. With a slash of his hand, he stabbed a motorcycle-riding delivery worker on the street, leaving him feeling a sudden chill and his spirit soaring. Saijo Yasue snatched the motorcycle and even seemed intent on riding away, but at this moment the Metropolitan Police Department officers could no longer restrain themselves.

Former Self-Defense Officer Date Nagamune drew his gun, and the SW small revolver in his hand fired a shot that hit the motorcycle tire. The tire burst, and Saijo Yasue was flung from the motorcycle and rolled to the ground, but without any sluggishness, she immediately rose to her feet and continued fleeing.

The Metropolitan Police Department naturally could not let her go. The remaining officers thus began a spectacular race alongside Saijo Yasue along the street.

"Scatter! Scatter!"

"Police are chasing a criminal! Evacuate immediately!"

"Danger! Everyone, take cover immediately!"

Along the entire two-kilometer stretch of Kabukicho Street, one person fled ahead while over a hundred police officers pursued fiercely behind!

And this so spectacular a scene became the most watched event of the year's end.

Fierce battle! Kabukicho!