Russian-Style Stop
"But that guy should be almost at Saitama by now, and Tokyo can't mobilize enough police cars for the time being..."
Sato Miwako pondered for a moment, then looked at Yumi Miyamoto with a meaningful smile and said, "Yumi, I remember you were a member of the social club before, right?"
"Well?"
Yumi Miyamoto was taken aback when she saw her best friend's smile.
Why do I have this bad feeling?
Soon, under the guise of holding another social gathering, several police officers from Saitama Prefecture actively and voluntarily cooperated with the operation at the behest of Yumi Miyamoto.
It can only be said that Yumi Miyamoto a wide network of connections; she can summon a whole bunch of police officers with just a few words.
Her social skills are off the charts.
Many police cars moved together and locked onto the police car that had been previously identified.
"Help!"
Helpless, Takagi, playing the villain, drove past the fake police car, and the little ones leaned out of the car window and shouted at the people inside.
"Overtake!"
Fujino sat inside Yumi Miyamoto's panda patrol car.
"Clear!"
Wearing high heels, Yumi Miyamoto stepped on the gas, and the Panda's engine roared as it overtook the fake police car driven by the robbers.
As for why Fujino chose to ride the red panda.
The main reason was that he had witnessed Yumi Miyamoto's driving skills.
And besides... red pandas are cheap, and they have big rear windows.
Once they pulled up next to the fake police car, Fujino rolled down the window and shouted, "I'm Fujino from the Metropolitan Police Department. The car in front is occupied by kidnappers who have been kidnapping and murdering children. Please help us pursue them!"
"Ha?!"
The person driving the car, dressed in a police uniform, exclaimed in surprise.
This is absolutely outrageous!
How could someone impersonating a police officer actually encounter a kidnapping case?
They were the kidnappers!
"Deal with them for now, then we'll escape from the side later!"
"Yes, I understand!"
The person in the back seat gave a brief instruction, and the driver in the front responded with a nod. After trying to change lanes repeatedly, he exclaimed in surprise, "There are police cars on the left and behind me!"
"We're surrounded!?"
Several police cars surrounded them, and by the time they realized what was happening, it was too late.
"Damn it! We've fallen for the police's trap!"
The man in the trench coat cursed under his breath, while the man in sunglasses remained calm and collected, grinning maliciously as he raised his pistol and pointed it at James: "What's the panic? We still have hostages in our hands!"
'Hmph... these stupid thieves are hopeless.'
James, sitting in the back row, had a slight smile on his face.
As an FBI agent, he was naturally familiar with this formation; it felt like home.
Once one person gives the order, everyone will brake and force the car to stop.
Then, while they were falling forward due to the impact, everyone would come up with guns and arrest them...
"American-style stop... no, American-style variant."
Fujino sat inside the panda-shaped car, peering through the rearview mirror at the situation inside the fake police car behind him, muttering to himself, "This thing, they must have learned it in Hawaii, right?"
However, it seems that the Hawaii Professional Vocational Technical Academy did not teach the complete essence of American-style interception.
After all, a true American-style stop involves ramming the car directly into it, flipping it over...
"Yumi, I'm sorry."
Fujino flipped over from the passenger seat to the back. "Let the Metropolitan Police Department reimburse me later."
"Ah?"
Yumi Miyamoto turned around, saw Fujino's actions, and with a hint of doubt on her face, couldn't help but ask in surprise, "What reimbursement?"
"Of course, it's the cost of repairing the rear windshield."
Fujino steadied himself, pulled out his Wooden Sword, smashed the rear windshield, and with a somersault, jumped out of the rear window, locking onto the car that had been intercepted.
His figure traced an arc between the two speeding cars.
"Crack!"
Due to the differential speed, Fujino, holding Wooden Sword, pierced through the car behind him and smashed it to pieces.
Then, accompanied by a pile of broken glass, he burst into the car and delivered a flying kick to the chest of the fake policeman in the driver's seat.
Click!
With a cracking sound, Fujino's flying kick, after hitting a target, did not lose momentum and kicked the front seat over. Then, he kicked the two fake detectives in the back seat straight in the chest.
Before they could react, the chests of the two people in the back row were kicked so hard that they caved in. The two people who were kicked felt dizzy and their vision went black, and they were motionless.
After doing all this, Fujino stopped, his Wooden Sword still held in front of him.
"..."
James's smile gradually froze as he stared at the tip of the knife before him.
He smashed the windshield of the car in front of him, rushed in, and then kicked the people inside until they were unconscious...
What kind of American-style stop is this?
Russian-style counter-terrorism is more like it, isn't it?!
If I gave you a pistol, you probably would have dared to kill all of them!
"Brake!"
Fujino and James exchanged a glance, then turned around and shouted behind them.
"Oh!"
Yumi Miyamoto snapped out of her daze, responded, and quickly stepped on the brakes.
Sizzle—!
The fake police car was sandwiched between two other vehicles, its tires constantly rubbing against the ground and emitting puffs of white smoke.
Using the forward force from the sudden stop, Fujino rolled backward.
Go back through the back window to the front panda police car.
The movements were fluid and exceptionally smooth.
The car was stopped.
However, rather than stopping the car, it's more accurate to say that the driver had been kicked unconscious...
Police officers in the surrounding cars acted quickly, drawing their pistols and surrounding the vehicle.
Sato Miwako, accompanied by several police officers, opened the car door and immediately pinned the three unconscious thugs to the ground, handcuffing them with silver bracelets.
James, meanwhile, was huddled on the glove box, shivering.
Despite being a senior FBI agent, the strong Russian smell still sent chills down his spine.
I'm terrified that if I make even one more move, I'll get shot along with the kidnappers today.
"Yes! The Junior Detective League have been a great success!"
Takagi drove the Junior Detective League back to the scene.
The kids who participated in the operation were overjoyed and immediately started popping champagne to celebrate.
"Thank you so much!"
On the other side, Yumi Miyamoto smiled at the group of Saitama Prefecture police officers who had rushed over and said, "You've really been a great help this time!"
"It's nothing, just a small matter, not worth mentioning!"
"There is something related to friendship..."
"Don't worry, I will definitely invite all the beauties in this hall!"
"That's not necessary, as long as Officer Sato can come!"
"That's right, that's right!"
"..."
Yumi Miyamoto revealed a dead fish-like expression.
So this group of people all came for Mi-wako.
Ha, men!
Then, she turned around, glanced with heartache at the Panda patrol car with its rear window smashed beside her, and whispered to Sato Miwako, "By the way Mi-wako, has he always been like this?"
"Um... yes."
Sato Miwako arms and nodded helplessly.
"Your style of doing things is very similar to Mi-wako's."
Yumi Miyamoto twitched her chin. "You act like a shrew when you do things. Could it be that you've corrupted you?"
"..."
Sato Miwako's eyebrow twitched slightly.
What do you mean I corrupted them? They learned without any instruction, okay?!
She's not that extreme!
And speaking of which, the Metropolitan Police Department shrew meme just won't go away, right?
Mi-wako didn't want to argue with her fake best friend any longer, so she changed the subject and asked, "Speaking of which, what about Mr. James Black?"
"They were just here a moment ago..."
Yumi Miyamoto glanced around and said, "I see him. That foreigner is over by Fujino's side."