Chapter 73: Meddling

As the eye peered over, he saw a sturdy, fat man pinning a woman with tea-colored long hair to the ground.

The man’s hands were tightly gripping the woman’s throat; he looked exactly as if he had a deep grudge.

Ren Amamiya frowned.

"Tsk, what a pain."

Despite complaining about not wanting to meddle, Ren Amamiya still walked out of his room quickly.

The man was gripping the woman right at the doorway.

How impatient could he be?

"Why! Why do you keep avoiding me!"

While gripping her, the man questioned her like a madman.

He looked like someone who had been abandoned, or even cheated on.

Ren Amamiya didn't think too much; he took a few steps, kicked the man directly in the face, and sent the crazed man flying.

"Cough, cough..."

The woman who had been freed began to cough rapidly.

It seemed the throat-gripping had a significant impact.

The woman looked at the man who had been kicked away, her face still filled with the fear of death.

She could feel that she had truly been on the verge of death just moments ago.

Besides fear, she also felt a deep sense of confusion.

Naturally, she recognized the man who had gripped her throat.

But she couldn't understand why.

"Are you okay?"

"..."

The woman shook her head slightly, dazed.

"Call the police."

Such deliberate murderous behavior, trespassing, and attempted murder—once the police were called, this man would definitely be sent away for a few years.

At this moment, Ren was also observing the woman’s reaction.

There was confusion, sadness, and struggle.

"Okay, I'll call the police."

The woman hesitated for a while before taking out her phone from her pocket to call the police.

It would take some time for the police to arrive.

And the man who had just been kicked away by Ren Amamiya was now lying on the ground, unconscious.

"Are you alright?"

"...Yes, thank you."

The woman touched her neck; she could still feel intense pain, and her voice was even a bit hoarse when she spoke.

After calming down for a while, the woman slowly stood up.

First, she bowed slightly to Ren Amamiya, who had stepped in to help, to express her gratitude.

"Thank you, if it weren't for your help, maybe I would have..."

"Don't mention it."

Ren Amamiya shook his head slightly.

At least there was no situation where he was being extorted; if he had stepped in to help only to be framed, that would have been truly unlucky.

Only then did he notice the woman.

Her tea-colored, slightly messy hair could not hide her exquisite features.

She was dressed quite thickly, so it was hard to tell, but her silhouette didn't look bad at all.

Hmm, such a woman is easily targeted by stalkers.

It was just strange; she didn't look like she had been stalked, but rather like she had been ambushed in her own home by an acquaintance.

Ren Amamiya was a bit curious, but he wouldn't be so talkative.

He didn't say anything, just stayed by the woman’s side waiting for the police to arrive.

About ten minutes later, roughly four police officers arrived.

One woman and three men.

The older officer wearing a round hat stepped forward to check the man lying on the ground.

Confirming he was only unconscious, there was no need to call an ambulance.

He took out handcuffs and cuffed the unconscious man’s hands behind his back.

"Give me a hand, let's carry him down."

As he said this, the older officer gave a look to his female subordinate.

The female subordinate nodded in understanding.

"Miss, are you alright now? I need to understand the basic situation."

"It's fine."

The policewoman took the woman inside the room to understand the situation.

Outside, the middle-aged officer with the hat focused his attention on Ren Amamiya.

"Sir, may I ask about the situation of this case?"

"I'm a resident next door."

"I just heard someone screaming and came over to check."

"I just gave the man who was committing murder a kick; I won't be in trouble, will I?"

"Naturally not."

The middle-aged officer shook his head slightly.

"In any case, you were stopping a crime."

"The way you stopped the crime wasn't excessive, and you didn't cause repeated harm."

"Are you still a student?"

"Yes."

"In that case, today’s case isn't complicated; if you don't have time, you don't need to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to make a statement."

Actually, this didn't quite follow the rules, but often rules have to be decided based on the actual situation.

Ren Amamiya knew this.

"Your name?"

"Juzo Megure, you can call me Inspector Megure."

Juzo Megure, huh.

Looking at this slightly chubby middle-aged officer, he couldn't tell that this was that Inspector Megure.

Then the tall female officer from earlier must be Miwako Sato.

Her professional suit and skirt gave her a very office-lady vibe; it was hard to tell she was a policewoman.

Well, except for her capable, short hairstyle.

Juzo Megure took out his business card.

"This is my contact information; if you run into any problems later, you can contact me."

Ren Amamiya looked at it thoughtfully.

"That man attempted murder; can he get out in a short time?"

"Just in case."

"The specific situation depends on the lady’s testimony."

"Once a criminal case turns into a civil one, maybe he won't be locked up for that long."

Ren Amamiya sighed.

"If he can get out, I’ll have to consider moving."

"Heh~"

Juzo Megure couldn't help but laugh.

He lowered his hat slightly and patted Ren Amamiya’s shoulder.

"Rest assured, that’s highly unlikely."

"If it can be confirmed as trespassing, then this time it’s attempted premeditated murder."

"The nature is different; it can't be turned into a civil case, and he’ll likely be sent inside."

"I see, understood."

"Go back and rest."

"Thank you."

After saying thanks, Ren Amamiya turned around and went back to his own home.

Watching Ren Amamiya return home, Juzo Megure smiled and turned his attention back.

"Nowadays, there aren't many young people who step in to help."

He was quite happy to see young people who had the courage to step in at critical moments.

Such a young person was simply police material.

Hmm, his actions were decisive; he was even more reliable than Takagi.

Thinking of Takagi, Juzo Megure was full of helplessness.

He had been in the Metropolitan Police Department for several years, starting as a small officer and working his way up to Police Inspector.

He finally managed to get transferred to the Investigation Division, but after all that effort, he hadn't achieved a single result.

It was truly frustrating.

"Inspector Megure, I’ve already asked about the general situation."

"Hmm, how is it?"

"The victim and that man dated during high school, but they only dated for a month before the other party broke up with the victim."

"Seven or eight years have already passed."

"Then it doesn't matter."

"Yes."

"Then it can basically be determined that it should be attempted premeditated murder involving trespassing."

Juzo Megure was almost certain that the nature of this case would not change.

— Author's Notes —

PS: New book is out, seeking data.