An enclosed vehicle was clearly well suited for some friendly exchange and communication.
Five or six minutes later, the constantly shaking car door finally opened. The curly-haired middle-aged man tumbled out, scrambling toward Officer Sato.
"What are you doing?!"
Officer Takagi warily stepped in front of his colleague. Yet the curly-haired middle-aged man did not stop charging. Without any pickiness at all, he plunged straight into Officer Takagi's arms.
Officer Takagi stared at this familiar scene. "...?"
"I did the stabbing! The previous times were all me too!" The curly-haired middle-aged man burst into tears. "My life was just too monotonous—fixing cars day after day, fixing cars, and fixing cars... I only wanted to escape that ordinary life and make everyone focus their eyes on me, but..."
But why was the only thing focusing on him that damned Collapsible Baton? In such a narrow car, how had that devil kept hitting him without pause??
Behind him.
The passenger door opened and shut. Jiang Xia got out, carrying a ball of gasoline-scented High-Grade Killing Intent, looking somewhat hesitant.
The good news was that its owner had wanted to cause a huge uproar in the world, yet after committing four crimes in a row, he had failed to stab even one person to death. Therefore, the Killing Intent on him had not diminished in the slightest.
But the bad news was that this smell... probably nobody but Noah would eat it.
Still, forget it. It was High-Grade Killing Intent, after all, and far more effective than ordinary Killing Intent.
Thinking this, Jiang Xia rather critically put the Killing Intent away and tossed it into a corner piled with miscellaneous Killing Intent.
On the way home from the Police Station, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko let out a sigh of relief, sounding somewhat happy. "Now