Tangze: You Know Nothing About Radical

"Yeah, 'fireworks.'" Tangze led Matsuda Jinpei back to the cliff overlooking the entire amusement park, a lollipop in his mouth as he surveyed the scene below. "Based on my intelligence, the commotion he created this time really is enough to be called a 'fireworks show.'"

Setting aside the mysteries surrounding the post office bombing, in the coming case, amid truths and lies, feints and deceptions, that guy would create a chain of bombings affecting most of Tokyo and take great pride in having successfully toyed with the police.

Matsuda Jinpei looked up at the bursts of fire constantly blooming in the sky, his clenched knuckles crackling.

A bombing case capable of destroying the order of an entire city was about to unfold, and the lives of tens of millions were under threat at any moment.

To this man, those were merely ridiculous footnotes to his challenge against order and declaration of war on the police. If they failed to catch that utterly vicious bastard in time, then even if they could save more lives as Matsuda had before, they would still have to follow his pace and sacrifice another police officer's life, perhaps more than one...

"I looked into some information about your Phantom Thief Troupe. According to what people say online, combined with your current actions, you advocate directly punishing the criminals themselves and cutting off..."

"Cough!" Tangze cleared his throat forcefully, interrupting Matsuda Jinpei before he could solemnly recite the lead-in to his own cringeworthy declaration. "I don't know how much Spy told you, but your understanding of us based on the internet isn't wrong."

"So you really can use your influence in this world to make those at fault deeply repent for what they have done..." Matsuda Jinpei watched another burst of fireworks explode, catching the fresher,