Chapter 659: Blood Splattered on the Streets!

Today's wind is a bit noisy~

Saito Asuka walked along the familiar road home from school, thick black pantyhose barely fending off the cold wind drilling up from her skirt hem, little leather shoes stepping on dry fallen leaves, making fine rustling sounds.

Ever since being taken in by Mr. Uesugi, to satisfy Uesugi Muneyuki's preference, the girl basically wore pantyhose at home, and at school, except for the hottest few months, she also wore knee-high socks or pantyhose most of the time.

Saito Asuka thought for a bit, then decided to go browse the nearby bookstore first, read some IQ magazines.

Her pleasant third-year high school life was about to end, the girl decided to take advantage of the last few months to make herself as much like an adult, a grown-up, as possible.

Then, prepare————to log in~

Hehe————I'm turning 18 soon!

She habitually kept her head lowered, scarf nearly covering her nose tip, only revealing a pair of clear yet slightly detached large eyes.

After her sister passed away, she was originally solitary by nature, but ever since she awakened she gained her own Inner World ability—she could vaguely sense the emotions directed at her by people around her, especially those strong goodwill or malice.

This feeling is indescribable, like skin brushing past air of different temperatures, or a dark cloud flashing across the heart.

Most of the time, it was classmates' curiosity, admiration, or some boys' green burning affection—these she could already handle with composure.

But today, just as she turned onto the side road leading to the station, relatively quieter, a completely different, ice-cold sticky malice like a poisonous snake, climbed up her spine without any warning.

That wasn't the clumsy affection or jealousy of youths, but something more primitive, darker—mixed with greed, hatred, and naked————killing intent.

This malice did not come from nearby passing pedestrians, but was like a source emitting an ominous aura, locking onto her firmly from a distance.

Asuka's heart skipped a beat, yet her steps unconsciously quickened. She didn't dare look back, could only vigilantly scan with the corner of her eye.

Sure enough, a gray old Toyota sedan, at a slow, almost eerie speed, was following not too close, not too far behind her.

Just then, a slightly frivolous male voice sounded from the side: "Saito-san! What a coincidence, you're taking this road too?"

It was classmate Mikami Ryoki, a boy from a wealthy family with a flamboyant personality, his pursuit of Asuka was practically an open secret, even knowing she had an unusual relationship with that Metropolitan Police Department Legendary Forensic Doctor Uesugi Muneyuki (this wasn't a secret in the school or even tabloids), he never gave up.

Yes, ever since Saito Asuka and Uesugi Muneyuki's special relationship was exposed, the boys in class all felt despair, while the girls could interact normally with Asuka, because Asuka had already been stamped with Uesugi Muneyuki's seal, since she'd already been stamped by Uesugi, she wasn't an enemy anymore, so they could associate normally.

Yes, Japanese logic is this strange, if a girl doesn't date men and acts profound unwilling to make friends, she's easily bullied by everyone, but if she already clearly has a boyfriend and he's a man with certain social status, she's instead easily accepted by everyone.

Finally, Japan has no concept of puppy love, or rather the whole world almost has no concept of puppy love.

But there are also those who won't give up, this Mikami Ryoki is one of Saito Asuka's intense pursuers, and the kind who refuses to give up no matter what, even though Asuka has already been stamped by Uesugi, even though Asuka has clearly refused many times, Mikami still wants to launch enthusiastic pursuit whenever there's a chance.

Too bad Asuka doesn't like little brats, especially this kind who are nothing themselves, just little brats from their fathers.

Beside him followed a middle-aged man in a fine suit, capable disposition—his father, Mikami Kōhei—a president with considerable status in the medical equipment field.

"Mikami-san, Uncle Mikami." Asuka reluctantly nodded, steps not stopping.

She noticed Mikami Kōhei's gaze sweep quickly over her, in those eyes besides an elder's courtesy, there seemed to be a hint of covetousness toward that "Ishihara Mikoto's mom" by her side (Mikoto would come as a guardian for parent-teacher conferences, occasionally also pick Asuka up after school).

This father and son's "persistence" in certain aspects is simply identical.

"Saito-san, it's cold, let my dad's car give you a ride?" Mikami Ryoki said eagerly, pointing to a brand-new Benz parked by the road.

Asuka's mind flashed. That gray Toyota was still there!

Malice like thorns on her back.

She couldn't just run, the other party had a car.

She needed to divert attention, create chaos, or————make people notice that suspicious car!

"No need, thanks." Asuka spoke slightly faster, deliberately glancing toward that gray Toyota, lowering her voice, saying in a tone with a hint of panic (half real half fake): "But————that gray car behind, seems to have been following me since the school gate————a bit scary."

Her intention was to hope the Mikami father and son, as adult men, would go check or at least notice that car, perhaps scare off the stalker, or alert bystanders.

Mikami Ryoki heard, and sure enough his blood surged, heroic spirit arising.

He followed Asuka's gaze, and sure enough saw that inconspicuous old Toyota.

"What? Daring to stalk Saito-san? Courting death!" He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go over.

This world needs heroes!

Asuka's Overwatch Vanguard, I claim it!

Mikami Kōhei also frowned, he had more experience, but also preconceived it might be some other ignorant pursuer or tabloid reporter.

"Ryoki, calm down. I'll go talk to them." He straightened his tie, face bearing a president's dignity and a hint of displeasure at a potential "rival," strode toward the gray Toyota.

In their view, this was merely an opportunity to win a beauty's favor, display masculinity, and solve a "small trouble."

Not afraid you have needs, just afraid you have no needs!

Have needs, there's chance to communicate, have chance to communicate can become friends, become friends have chance to embrace the beauty!

Uesugi Muneyuki is strong, but he has a legal wife, although Japanese are especially tolerant of this kind of "genius," theoretically Uesugi Muneyuki has no reason to stop Asuka from pursuing her own happiness with full force!

The Wisteria Cape Brothers saw a father and son two men walking toward the car with fierce momentum, hearts shocked, thinking they were exposed.

"Damn, discovered! What to do?" Fujisaki Kenji asked nervously.

"Ding dong dong~ deng deng deng deng!"

Mikami Kōhei had already knocked on the car window, he said impatiently: "Hey, you guys, what are you doing?

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"You guys are very suspicious, hurry up and say who you are, or I'll call the police!" Mikami Ryoki also clamored from behind.

"Can't leave witnesses!" Fujisaki Tatsuya's eyes flashed with ferocity, without hesitation rolled down the car window, before the other party could question, raised a Glock 19 equipped with a simple silencer!

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Two muffled gunshots were almost covered by the street's background noise.

Mikami Kōhei's dignified expression froze instantly, a terrifying blood hole appeared on his forehead, he didn't even grunt before falling backward.

Mikami Ryoki's angry face turned to incredulous shock, chest almost simultaneously blossoming blood, he opened his mouth, seemed to want to shout something, but only let out a short "Ugh————", then collapsed.

Fresh blood quickly spread on the cold road surface, shocking to the eye.

"Ah——!!!" After a brief dead silence, distant bystanders who witnessed this let out miserable screams.

Asuka was also stunned, huge fear seized her heart, making her almost unable to breathe.

She never expected————it would be this kind of result!

Someone died?

Another death?!

"Quick! Grab that woman! Don't let her get away!" Fujisaki Tatsuya roared, the car suddenly accelerating and charging toward Asuka standing frozen in place.

Asuka wanted to run, but her legs wearing little leather shoes and thick pantyhose felt like they were filled with lead; immense fear, even a kind of spiritual trauma, made the girl feel her limbs go weak, dizzy and blurred vision!

The car sudden-braked beside her, the front passenger door was violently shoved open, Fujisaki Kenji leaned out, seized her slender arm in one grip, tremendous force nearly crushing her bones, and roughly dragged her into the car!

"Let go of me!" Asuka struggled, black pantyhose scraping against the rough door frame with a faint tearing sound, revealing the fair skin beneath.

One of her little leather shoes came off during the kicking.

But her resistance was negligible before two vicious adult men.

She was shoved hard into the back seat, Fujisaki Kenji immediately squeezed in after, sealing her mouth with prepared tape, binding her wrists.

The gray Toyota sedan let out a roar, tires rubbing the ground, violently swinging around, and amid the bloodlust covering the ground and the screaming sounds of nearby pedestrians, crazily sped away from the crime scene, quickly disappearing into Bunkyo Ward's intricate street network.

On the car's back seat, Saito Asuka was bound, mouth sealed, only able to emit whimpering sounds.

Through tear-blurred eyes she watched the familiar streetscape flying backward outside the window, her heart filled with endless fear, regret, and a despairing spirit sensing toward that gray sedan following close behind, emitting cold malice.

On the thick black pantyhose, the tear ached faintly, like her shattered heart-defense at this moment.

She had fallen into enemy hands, while Uesugi Muneyuki and Watanabe Minami were still unaware of this.

"Mmph mph mph~ mph mph mph mph~"

The girl let out a despairing whimper.

Mr. Uesugi! Mai-sama!

Save me tooth sound!

On the driver's seat, Fujisaki Tatsuya glanced through the rearview mirror at the subdued Asuka, and growled into the earpiece: "Mr. Sakamoto! Target Chosen Girl Saito Asuka, already in hand! But killed two troublesome guys, may have alerted the police!"

"What?!" From the earpiece, "Sakamoto Ryoma"'s voice hesitated slightly; hearing these two actually additionally killed two troublesome guys, the other party was clearly displeased.

However, the famous band guitarist Chihaya once said "Playing in a band isn't dining together".

Further considering Kurashi has already been arrested "valor martyrdom", "Sakamoto Ryoma" didn't say much more.

"Done well. According to backup plan, immediately transfer to Ni-gō Anzen'ya. She is the key prop, and also our best bargaining chip to negotiate with Uesugi Muneyuki — or rather, to thoroughly crush him. Be careful on the road."

"Yes!" The Wisteria Cape Brothers replied with great valor and passion, and then the younger brother Fujisaki Kenji really couldn't help it, turned back to glance at Saito Asuka currently emitting whimpers, glaring at him with angry eyes, really couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

So cute! Asuka! Chosen Girl!

This kind of petite bourgeois woman, truly every corner of her body is fragrant!

What a pity, just don't know if she's been used by Uesugi Muneyuki, but no problem, if can't get the first time, then the last time isn't bad either.

Thinking and thinking, Fujisaki Kenji suddenly didn't want to kill Asuka a bit.

She, isn't she exactly the Yan Ni we dream of? We should make effort to reform her, educate her, make her recognize society's rot and the police system's corruption, welcome a true new life!

Yan Ni, my Yan Ni, I am your Mākusī!

Yan Ni, your Mākusīs have come!