Kenzo had all the attention he needed; chaos had erupted in different police departments, so now was the time for Ghouls to withdraw from the areas where they were protecting those transmission zones.
The main areas of the city were crucial because this would attract the attention of thousands of people simultaneously, and they would inform even more, causing a temporary collapse nationwide in every sense.
When everyone was paralyzed, right at that moment, it was more than necessary to prioritize the need to protect the transmissions. But after that, the cities were no longer important, so he would stop exposing the Ghouls who were working undercover in that place.
No one expected that there were Ghouls in district 1, as it was well known that they would die at any moment when they went out to hunt due to the dense number of Doves in the city.
But Anton had channels very easy to infiltrate hundreds of Ghouls prepared for camouflage, communication, and action. This way, it was as if he had undercover agents in this place and warriors he could use at any time without the CCG suspecting.
Kenzo walking behind Akira was like a ghost; what mattered to others was that in the early stages, no one knew he was a Ghoul because he first wanted to establish an image before revealing that he was actually a Ghoul.
What would be people's reaction to finding out that the one they adore as a hero is a Ghoul they detest so much?
Needless to say, Kenzo wants to see that scene with his own eyes.
"There's a way to save yourself..." Kenzo smiled sinisterly and said, "On the first floor is your son; he's a bit drowsy, so as long as you can open his chest and take out a key inside him, you can survive if you do it in time."
Akira stopped, looked at Kenzo standing on the side without interfering in his movements, but after locking eyes with him, he reminded him, "Remember, you don't have much time. If you take longer, your body's motor functions may stop, your blood will clot, and your heart will stop beating in response."
"You've angered the relatives of the victims you killed and made suffer; you can die in extreme pain now or have a chance by killing your son." Kenzo said, filled with a sense of superiority. "You must offer them this in their pain; this sacrifice must bring some satisfaction to those you've hurt."
"You damn miserable son of a bitch..." Akira clenched his teeth, quickly turned around, and started climbing the stairs as his breathing became agitated.
Kenzo frowned and climbed, holding the camera at all times, while the building's cameras broadcasted in general how Akira climbed the stairs to where his son was.
Suddenly, Akira saw a man lying on the floor and discovered that it was his son; besides that, he also saw sharp scissors on the side.
The moment Akira took the scissors, Kenzo's sinister voice reminded him, "Don't be an idiot. If you try to attack me, not only will you die, but your son will too."
"Your son's crimes are minor, but besides committing physical abuse at school until his graduation, he has also intimidated many people with the power of his perfect father. Tell me now, will you live and preserve the little value you have, or instead, will you kill your son for a key inside him and thus survive?" Kenzo said while looking at this with a smile, then he said, "Listen well, the cure is in your son's body; his blood has been filled with the antidote you need to survive, but it won't be enough."
"What do you mean?" Akira asked in an emotionless voice.
"You must eat some of your son, enough for the cure to take effect in your body."
Akira extended his hand and tightly held the metal scissors. Feeling that tingling sensation running through his body, he knew he had reached a new stage of the poison.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Suddenly, Akira's scream echoed in the surroundings, and then Kenzo saw him pierce the stomach of his own son, who was still drowsy. Soon, blood flooded the floor, and as if feeling nothing, Akira began to drink the blood gushing out intensely.
The bloody and horrifying scene sparked discussions in the forum. The atmosphere in the live transmission room had reached its peak.
Suddenly, Kenzo spoke again in a colder tone. "You must eat the flesh, the organs, so you can live!"
Such a small scene was not enough to make Kenzo react.
Kenzo's cold voice reached Akira's ears. He felt that it was the countdown of his life.
Enduring the pain in his entire body, Akira used his left hand, which he could still use, and began to plunge it into his son's stomach.
Perhaps due to the sharpness of the scissors, Akira had no trouble piercing his son's stomach, and he soon started to eat the flesh while crying.
Bright red blood mixed with yellowish fluid from the intestines splattered all over Akira's face.
Kenzo, who saw this scene, frowned, looked at Akira, and said, "Damn, even Ghouls wouldn't kill their own child."
However, because Akira had used scissors to cut the organs in his son's belly, they were completely destroyed and mixed. The whole scene was disgusting, as if they had placed a bucket in a mud puddle. There was no pattern, and they only saw Akira, a decrepit old man eating human flesh from his own son.
Jonah read the comments that were being sent and smiled as he read what each person wrote.
The audience in the live transmission room was in an uproar as they watched the screen with wide-open eyes. Everyone was as nervous and excited as if they were on the scene.
"Not enough..." Akira murmured as he ate the flesh with his trembling hands.
A twisted smile appeared on his face. He felt his body cooling down, so he believed that the poison in his body had been counteracted.
...
Meanwhile, on the other side, in the bustling office of District 1 of the Tokyo City Police Department.
Kagura looked at the screen in front of him with a very unpleasant expression.
In the live transmission, everyone saw that Akira had personally killed his son in front of almost millions of people. He, along with many other viewers, felt that this person might have been capable of committing the savage acts that Kenzo had mentioned.
There is no perfect crime, as they say. It was impossible for vicious criminals not to leave a single trace. Despite this, the Tokyo police still had to figure out who was behind all these murders. Somehow, the puzzle was beginning to make sense.
However, the department head also felt that due to this transmission, the incompetence of the Tokyo Police Department had just been revealed to the entire world.
Even if Akira survived, there was a high probability that he would be sentenced to death. However, saving him and bringing him to justice would give the Rokii police a chance at redemption.
"Did you request the building plans?"
Outside the building, there were numerous armored police cars, and many people had gathered to start the operation supposedly to capture Kenzo.
The reason they hadn't moved in yet was that they believed Kenzo was a Ghoul; that's precisely why they waited for the Ghoul investigators to arrive.
"Chief, I just contacted them! They're almost here!"
"Contact them immediately and tell them the plan!"
"Yes!"