Justice Iron Bat
"Hateful!"
Kiyofumi Jin stood up with a grumble; he hadn't expected this despicable detective to suddenly appear.
After all, this guy was just in the parking lot a moment ago...
Before he could figure it out, he suddenly felt a chill on his face.
His gaze swept downwards, and his expression suddenly froze.
Oh no, my sunglasses and scarf fell off!
"Your face was seen..."
Upon closer inspection, Yoshio's face turned deathly pale, his grip on the baseball bat, which he hadn't loosened even after being knocked down, tightened.
He turned around and glared fiercely at Fujino and Suzuki Sonoko.
We can't keep it!
Kiyofumi Jin's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The reason I ran away was because the other party didn't even see my face and posed no threat to me.
But now that he has seen his face, even if it is dark and he cannot see clearly, he will silence these two people forever.
With this thought in mind, the veins on Kiyofumi Jin's hands bulged as he looked up at the two of them.
Kiyofumi Jin Fujino did not believe he was no match for Fujino.
Even that heavy blow just now clearly revealed its force.
But perhaps... that was just an illusion caused by nervousness?
A boy and a girl?
This is far ahead!
Even if they had weapons, they were only made of wood.
Wooden Sword against iron baseball bat?
Continue to lead by a wide margin!
Kiyofumi Jin comforted himself in this way and secretly cheered himself up.
Immediately, he sneered with a gloomy expression, "I'm really sorry, I originally wanted to teach this little devil a lesson... but I didn't expect you to show up halfway through."
"Now that you've seen my face, neither of you can expect to leave here alive!"
Kiyofumi Jin shouted, grabbed the baseball bat he was holding, and smashed it at the two men in front of him.
"Fuji... Fujino- Senior..."
Sonoko took two steps back and plopped down on the ground, too frightened to speak.
"Are you trying to kill us?"
Fujino narrowed his eyes, his gaze tracking the trajectory of the falling baseball bat.
He didn't hit too hard just now.
Maybe they're giving him a chance...
A chance to avoid getting a beating.
After all, he felt a little sorry for Kiyofumi Jin.
Since this guy doesn't know how to be pitiful, then don't blame him for being ruthless.
"Swing--!"
A crisp sound echoed through the mall once again, followed shortly by another crisp metallic clang.
"S..."
The force of the Wooden Sword jolted Kiyofumi Jin so much that he dropped the baseball bat from his hand, clutching his wrist and staggering back two steps. He looked at Fujino with a face full of astonishment.
Before he could even catch his breath, Fujino transformed into a black shadow and suddenly disappeared into the dimly lit shopping mall.
"Thump!"
A melodious voice suddenly echoed.
Kiyofumi Jin was startled by the sound and suddenly felt a chill on the top of his head.
Then, he felt an overwhelming pain shooting from the top of his head straight to his brainstem.
It looked like his skull was about to be flipped off.
"Waaah..."
Kiyofumi Jin covered his head, gritted his teeth, and knelt down on the ground, his baseball bat falling to the ground beside him.
Fujino, holding Wooden Sword, looked down at Kiyofumi Jin: "You must be the father of the little boy who was hit and killed a year ago, right?"
"You..."
The pain didn't last long. Kiyofumi Jin raised his head and looked at Fujino with a bewildered expression.
"Your targets are all 109 Gal. Those 109 girls usually wear platform shoes. The girl you attacked was also wearing platform shoes, so your target is a group of people wearing platform shoes."
Fujino glanced at Sonoko's platform shoes behind him, then turned to look at Kiyofumi Jin: "Of the four attacks, only Aizawa Tae was killed, so the murderer had a grudge against Aizawa Tae. You haven't killed anyone, but you killed Aizawa Tae. Coincidentally, she hit and killed a little boy a year ago, so it's highly likely that you are that little boy's relative. And only a father would have a reasonable reason to do these things."
"Hmph, you're right..."
Kiyofumi Jin snorted coldly and glared fiercely at Sonoko: "I will make these wicked women who wear the cloak of purity receive the punishment they deserve!"
Fujino frowned slightly. "The punishment he deserves?"
"Xiao Ming was killed because that despicable woman was driving with platform shoes on!"
Kiyofumi Jin's expression gradually turned sinister. "What do you mean by underage? What do you mean by not being the main party at fault? Does killing someone mean you can get away with nothing?! These wicked women driving in platform shoes are all guilty!"
"I will use this iron bar to carry out justice and punish these wicked women!"
As he spoke, Kiyofumi Jin reached for the baseball bat beside him, intending to continue his counterattack.
Fujino paused for a moment, clearly puzzled by his actions.
What evil woman... what justice.
Is this middle-aged man some kind of anime/manga fanatic with chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grand
It's completely beyond saving...
Fujino took a deep breath, his expression slightly somber.
Since the other party had abandoned all martial ethics, he decided to show no mercy.
Before he could even touch the iron rod, he kicked it out.
The force of that kick Kiyofumi Jin sprawling.
He lay on the ground, clutching his chest and struggling in pain; several of his ribs must have been broken from being kicked.
What crime has she committed?
Fujino stepped forward and said coldly, "Just because I'm wearing platform shoes to put a shopping bag in the car, does that make me a target of your righteous zealot's punishment?"
"Put the shopping bags in..."
Kiyofumi Jin was clearly taken aback.
"What 'executor of justice'? Don't make it sound so noble."
Fujino said calmly, "If you had only killed Aizawa Tae and the judge who presided over the case, perhaps I would have felt some pity for you..."
"But wielding the so-called Justice Iron Bat to smash innocent people, and even trying to kill us after our identities were discovered..."
"You're just using revenge as an excuse to attack innocent people with a stick and vent your dissatisfaction with society."
"No... that's not how it is..."
A look of confusion flashed in Kiyofumi Jin's eyes as he covered his head and muttered to himself.
Fujino ignored his seemingly abnormal behavior.
He raised the Wooden Sword and with a single Inch Force Skull Splitter, cleaved the skull open, knocking the man to the ground.
Sheathing his Wooden Sword, Fujino looked at Kiyofumi Jin and sighed softly.
He could understand revenge.
Blinded by hatred, they wield their knives against innocent people, and even when their identities are discovered, they are willing to kill them for their own benefit.
This is simply him venting his frustrations...
He understands this deeply.
Fujino turned around and glanced at the dimly lit surroundings.
Their gazes were fixed on the 'Justice Iron Bat' used by Kiyofumi Jin.
The club of justice is an iron baseball bat, silver-white, which gleams faintly in the dim light.
There was still a lot of dried bloodstains on it, and even a lot of large, pitted holes.
Clearly, it was left behind when the murder occurred before its owner.