"Toru Yamashita, behave yourself. Stand up and stay still."
Toru Yamashita narrowed his eyes, looking expressionlessly at the fat man barking at him, then glanced at the others.
With his current strength, he could easily knock them all down without even using Magnet Release.
But...
I can't implicate innocent people.
At that thought, Toru Yamashita stood up and faced the wall.
The fat officer roughly patted Toru Yamashita down. Finding nothing, he began ransacking the detention cell, overturning the table and leaving a mess.
He still found nothing.
"You're pretty good at hiding things, Toru Yamashita. Where's the spoon? Come clean already!"
"Hmph." Toru Yamashita remained contemptuous, not deigning to argue.
The fat officer's two little eyes darted about, and a mocking, vicious grin spread across his fat face.
"Toru Yamashita, take off your shirt and pants. I need to give you a more thorough search!"
You fat bastard. You're asking to die!
Toru Yamashita's expression darkened as he stared coldly at the fat officer.
The fat officer shrank back, an inexplicable chill rising within him, before his embarrassment turned to anger.
"What's with that look? Trying to resist, are you? You murderer! You devil!"
He rolled up his sleeves, ready to use force.
Just then, the young officer who had brought Toru Yamashita his meal hurried over and intervened.
"Wait! Officer Baba, what are you doing?"
"Stay out of it. Toru Yamashita's refusing to cooperate. This is a routine search," the fat officer said overbearingly.
"Stop!"
Their argument and the earlier commotion drew more people over.
"What happened?"
A middle-aged man wearing a police cap and badge strolled over with his hands behind his back.
"Director, Toru Yamashita's trying to escape! He hid the spoon he used to eat!" the fat officer said, rushing to accuse him first.
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