Norizuki Dema was like an enraged old lion, glaring fiercely at Mogi Takashi, who was hiding behind Jiang Xia. He still wanted to lunge over and whack him with his cane a couple of times.
Originally, he had thought that even if he could not shake off Hattori Heiji, he could easily break through the girl holding his right arm.
Who would have thought that once that delicate hand grabbed him, it would feel like steel pliers? It was the complete opposite of her frail voice crying, "Please don't hit him anymore!"
With Jiang Xia blocking his path as well, and the police hurrying over, Norizuki Dema gritted his teeth and finally stopped in fury.
Just as Inspector Otaki led his men over, he found a chaotic scene before him.
He asked in surprise, "What happened?"
Norizuki Dema took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down. "When I saw this scammer, I could not help wanting to teach him a lesson. Unfortunately, before I could even do anything, I was stopped."
The implication was that he had committed no crime.
The police should let him go, and then...
His heavy gaze fell on Mogi Takashi.
Mogi Takashi put on a frightened expression and shrank farther behind Jiang Xia, as though this righteous detective could give him a sense of security.
Norizuki Dema's gaze was blocked by Jiang Xia, and he frowned at him.
Meeting his eyes, Jiang Xia hesitated for a moment. "You're the killer from The Case Under the Bridge, aren't you?"
"The killer?" Norizuki Dema chuckled twice, not admitting it. "You remembered wrong. I'm a witness—at such a young age, your memory is worse than this old man's. Hahaha."
Hattori Heiji looked at his phone. He had the information the young officer had sent