Stirring Up Trouble / The Werewolf's Vote
"As for the two samples you provided..."
"Shinomiya Ayase's leg nerve damage, coupled with muscle atrophy, has shown improvement under the combined treatment of the T-Virus and the Apocalypse Virus, and she is gradually regaining sensation..."
"While that AIDS patient could theoretically kill the AIDS Virus and rebuild their immune system through the phagocytic activity of the T-Virus or G-Virus..."
"But the premise is that we cannot guarantee whether the child will survive the process of physical transformation."
"Besides, you should know that not everyone is as lucky as Alice and Angela..."
Kevin nodded in understanding, pondered for a moment, and then earnestly made his request.
"Doctor, since you were able to develop T-Virus that overcomes family medical history, you must be able to innovate based on existing resources."
"I'm giving you all the resources I have, and providing numerous blood samples from Void Ability User and T-Virus Fusion User, hoping you can create a miracle!"
"This is the opportunity you've always longed for—to benefit humanity..."
"Don't let me down, and don't let Angela down, teacher..."
Dr. Charles waved his hand irritably; he knew that following this kid would never lead to anything good.
"Alright, I don't have time for your nonsense. Get lost, you brat!"
"Also, let me remind you one more time: don't get any funny ideas about my daughter!"
As the phone call ended, this authority in the field of virology pressed down on his chair, stood up unsteadily, and surveyed the laboratory filled with bottles and jars, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.
At the same time, Kevin, who had just turned off his phone, suddenly heard a commotion coming from the dessert shop. The familiar woman's exclamation made the commander's expression change drastically.
P. S.: The author is really not a lolicon, I'm a fan of Mature Woman women and otome games!
Although, in real life, they are indeed quite popular with children...
Chapter 160, Section 170: Making Trouble
"Girl with glasses, how dare you, a murderer, show your face in a place like this? You have no shame!"
Several Junior High School Student students dressed in school uniforms gathered around Shino Asada and the others' table, their teasing and mocking voices filled with malice.
The moment Shino Asada saw these so-called classmates, her face turned pale, but out of instinct to protect her friends, she stood up and stood in front of the girls, confronting this group of school bullies alone.
However, despite their illness, the resolute Aiko Konno and the gentle Asuna Yuuki rose one after the other and grasped Shino Asada's trembling hand tightly.
"What do you want to do!"
Asuna Yuuki's reprimand only emboldened these delinquent students, who had been intrigued by her presence.
"Let's talk outside. If you dare to interfere with my friend, I'll fight you to the death right here!"
Shino Asada bit her lower lip tightly. Her words, though weak, were filled with stubbornness, which startled Endo, the leading delinquent student, causing him to instinctively take a step back.
That's right! Shino, let them corner you, I am your true savior.
Just like that time they threatened you with a toy gun to force you to hand over 10,000 yen, in this world, only I can understand you!
Outside the window, a boy with short chestnut hair, wearing a yellow shirt and black pants, smiled and squinted, quietly watching everything.
Shino Asada silently followed the group towards the door, he pulled down the brim of his baseball cap, hiding in the shadows, waiting for the moment for the hero to appear.
But suddenly, a mixed-race youth dressed in sportswear and wearing a Hatsune Miku T-shirt appeared at the door.
In the blink of an eye, Kevin grabbed the last blond thug with a nose ring and slammed him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.
"Let go! Get out!"
The cold command made these bullying students, who were used to bullying others, feel extremely humiliated, and they immediately surrounded the group while shouting and cursing.
Kevin delivered a knee strike, knocking down the first person who lunged at him. The thug, hit in the stomach, immediately knelt on the ground and vomited violently.
Immediately, this seemingly harmless mixed-race youth, sometimes shrinking back and sometimes swinging his arms, like a tiger among sheep, knocked the group of delinquent students to the ground one by one.
The sudden brawl immediately caused screams and chaos among the customers, some of whom began calling the police, while the store employees, trying to quell the situation, could only shout in vain.
The mixed-race young man basically took care of each of their relatively sensitive areas, including their armpits, cheeks, abdomen, and chin.
Immediately, tears and snot dripped from the group of delinquent students, and foul-smelling vomit covered the ground; some were even unconscious in the filth.
"Stop fighting, there's no need to get into trouble for me, just go..."
After Kevin had temporarily subdued all the thugs, Shino Asada hurriedly grabbed his hand, hoping they would leave immediately. As for retaliation afterward, she couldn't care less about that now.
"You bastard, die!"
However, just as the girl blocked Kevin's view, a delinquent student who had temporarily regained his senses pulled out a switchblade from his waist and angrily rushed forward to stab him.
The Shino Asada turned around, seeing the blade rapidly approaching behind her, she instinctively pushed Kevin away.
However, this seemingly frail mixed-race youth remained as still as an iron wall.
The commander pressed down Shino Asada's head with one hand and grabbed the spring blade with the other, snatching it away.
Then, he actually crushed that hard metal weapon into a lump of scrap iron with his bare hands.
The onlookers were filled with shock and disbelief; even several customers who were making or receiving calls to the police dropped their phones, which fell heavily to the ground.
"Don't move! Drop your weapons!"
"Everyone, put your hands behind your heads and squat obediently on the ground!"
A policewoman patrolling nearby heard the commotion and rushed over, drawing her gun and recklessly bursting into the dessert shop in an attempt to bring the situation under control.
However, when she took a closer look at the suspect's face, she instinctively lowered her gun and saluted.
"Good morning, sir!"
The seven-day experience in Toko City had already etched the young policewoman Asami Hiraoka's trust and admiration for Kevin into her very bones.
Meanwhile, the male student in the baseball cap, who was filled with vengeful satisfaction, looked bewildered, and the surrounding crowd also showed surprise.
"Our BSAA is investigating a case involving the sale of the Umbrella Corporation's prohibited item, the [Red Queen] source code, and this good citizen Shino Asada, has been a great help to us..."
"But just now, she was taken hostage by an organized group that not only possessed lethal weapons but also threatened my life..."
"Therefore, the BSAA has the right to request the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to temporarily hand over these rioters to us for investigation..."
Kevin waved to Asami Hiraoka, indicating that she didn't need to care about her past status, and maintained a businesslike demeanor.
During the presentation of the evidence, the commander revealed a bloody dagger cut on his palm.
"This... this doesn't seem to be in accordance with the rules?"
Asami Hiraoka had just recovered and been discharged from the hospital, refused with a bitter face. She regretted not staying in the hospital bed a little longer and why she had to step forward.
Although those old friends are very reliable in the face of adversity, they are all troublemakers when they have nothing to do.
"It's alright. We have a good foundation of cooperation with the Japanese Government, and I believe they will work together to assist the BSAA in eliminating the biological threat!"
"Just report to your superiors, I'll wait here."
"The tragedy on the big island should not be repeated, should it?"
As Asami Hiraoka made a relieved phone call to report the situation to her superiors, Kevin moved a stool over, sat down quietly, and stood guard alone in the lobby.
Furthermore, he drove Shino Asada and the others to a corner, lit a bunch of things, and let the group of girls continue their revelry.
Kevin then turned on his phone, dialed a number, and asked the gloomy man a question.
What are you all doing?
"Collecting letters... cough cough... lunchtime. The Salmon Sushi here is quite good. Would you like me to pack some for you, Captain?"
Upon hearing the noisy voices on the other end of the phone, Leon immediately coughed and changed his tune.
"Eat, eat, eat! Eat my ass! Your captain almost got stabbed, almost lost his life, and you guys are still in the mood to eat?"
"Assemble immediately and locate this spot! Prepare to take them back for interrogation!"
Kevin's stern roar made Leon catch his breath, and he immediately nodded in understanding.
At this moment, the Metropolitan Police Department's superintendent, after receiving five phone calls, had a look on his face that said, "I've got a screw loose."
Damn, a tiny conflict in a dessert shop, a few thugs stabbed the BSAA commander, and that's not all.
The Gongen Financial Group, the Ministry of Defense, the Oshima Research Institute, and the Crawford family —all seemingly unrelated entities—expressed their condemnation and demanded the handover of the perpetrator.
Damn it, Tokyo has 102 police stations with over 43,000 officers. Let's not even talk about how to pinpoint the exact location from so many serious cases.
Is it really necessary to bother these people with such a trivial matter?
Of course, their attitude was also quite intriguing; the Gongen Financial Group and the Crawford family were determined to make things bigger.
The Ministry of Defense and the newly established Ōshima Research Institute are trying their best to keep things to a minimum, seemingly hiding something.
"Director! An armed force has appeared at a confectionery shop in Shinjuku. Their identity verification indicates they are BSAA agents!"
"Furthermore, we just received dual authorization from the United Nations and the Ministry of Defense this morning..."
Those incompetent bastards at the Ōshima Research Institute, they didn't even manage to catch the fox, and they've only stirred up more trouble for themselves.
Now, not only have they found a weakness in me, but I'm also being dragged into cleaning up their mess over this trivial matter.
Moreover, according to immigration records, those rogue powers that have caught wind of this have already begun to dispatch agents to investigate the defection of Artificial Intelligence.
Damn it, I'm only two months away from a safe retirement, are they trying to kill me?!
At the same time, two black Hummer SUV pulled up one after the other with a screeching sound of brakes.
Two teams of soldiers, wearing Keslav bulletproof vests, breathing masks, and carrying MP5 submachine guns, filed in.
Even a slightly overweight sniper, accompanied by an observer, was searching for a high vantage point.
"Sir, Group A and Group B have arrived at their designated locations! They are currently assessing threats within a 500-meter radius. Please provide further instructions!"
Just as Chris and James removed their breathing masks to salute and report the situation, the already mentally numb crowd heard the roar of the propellers above their heads.
P. S.: The middle section provides some character development and emotional setup for a smooth transition; the story then begins with Hatsune Miku's game world.
Yes, we will use the characters mentioned earlier as bosses in different scenarios.
Chapter 161, Section 171: The Werewolf Imposters the Judge
At this moment, soldiers rappelling down from the air quickly occupied key sniping positions, while police officers holding riot shields and rifles stood in formation to guard the area, accompanied by the sound of police armored vehicles advancing.
At this point, the two fully armed SAT teams (Special Assault Teams) joined forces, and the dessert shop was surrounded like an iron barrel.
"Sir! SAT First Squad Sergeant Rika Minami has come to ensure your safe evacuation!"
The mature, tanned Mature Woman with purple hair and a ponytail, accompanied by two SWAT officers, removed her helmet and saluted Kevin.
Okay, so all these familiar faces from Toko City have been stuffed into the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.
"May I take these suspects with me?"
Kevin saluted in response, pointed to the group of bastards lying on the ground trembling, or simply pretending to be dead, and asked with a smile.
"Of course, you're a distinguished guest here, a good partner of our police force. Once you sign these transfer documents, the 24-hour detention of these thugs will be at your disposal..."
Rika Minami handed over the documents and pen in a nonchalant manner. Although she was somewhat acquainted with Kevin, the trust and understanding they had cultivated were not substantial.
Therefore, this police officer, who still possessed some professional ethics, carried out his superiors' intention to quell the situation.
However, her words also revealed the identities of these thugs and the 24-hour "game time," suggesting that Kevin should know when to stop and not go too far.
That guy from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is pretty savvy; he even managed to play the emotional card.
After Kevin finished signing the documents, he smiled and gestured to the burly men behind him to pack up the hazardous waste on the ground and take it away.
Asuna Yuuki and the others, escorted by Jill and Rebecca, boarded the seats in the Hummer SUV.
However, there weren't many vehicles this time, and since a few young girls were reserving seats, one or two people had to stay behind to handle the handover.
Kevin naturally delegated the task to Leon and Chris, who were acquainted with Rika Minami, and then casually walked into the escort vehicle.
Along the way, the group not only enjoyed escort by police armored vehicles, but also had armed helicopters specifically assigned to follow them.
Amidst the enthusiastic farewells of the police officers lining the streets, the Hummer SUV, squeezed like a sandwich, slowly drove towards Lara's small apartment, seemingly unconcerned about being exposed.
Upon entering the apartment, Kyoko Yamaya, the interrogation expert, without Kevin's instruction, readily led the string of struggling grasshoppers lying on the ground towards the small dark room.
For a virologist with a somewhat pathological mindset, creating unforgettable experiences without leaving a trace is an easy task.