After Xia Xi and Persimmon left the police station.
Kaigaku was brought to the door of a special room.
Seeing that he still looked as vicious and defiant as ever.
The patrol officer escorting him kicked him straight in the ass, sending him into the room.
The pain made Kaigaku start cursing again.
Only after the officer had gone far away did he grit his teeth and rub his aching stomach and backside.
He began making plans.
So what if this was a police station?
It wasn't as though he'd never been locked up before while wandering around Yokohama and the other nearby cities.
He'd met plenty of adults.
Didn't they all say one thing and do another?
All that talk of disciplining him properly-wouldn't they just lock him up for a few days?
At most, they'd give him a beating, then let him out, wouldn't they?
He'd just have to put up with it for a few days.
Once he got out, he was definitely going to settle the score with that bastard and bitch...
Meanwhile, in the chief's office.
The patrol officer asked his superior uncertainly.
"Chief, where should we... send that brat afterward?"
The middle-aged man looked at Kaigaku's criminal record in his hand, then thought of Xia Xi's extraordinary background.
The friendly, enthusiastic expression he had worn earlier had long since vanished without a trace.
All that remained was the coldness he usually showed when handling official business.
The boy had offended an important figure he should never have offended, and that person had given specific instructions about him.
The chief actually had plenty of ways to make this brat [disappear completely].
For example, he could have the brat "attempt to seize a gun and escape."
Then, as his subordinate "heroically" acted in self-defense.
The boy