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Chapter 325 - Please Tell Me How Do I Kill Him?

Gin and Furuya Rei were reliable.

The fire that burned the entire villa burned for another half hour, and when the sky was white with the light of the fire, two helicopters came across the wind and snow.

Ichijō Mirai had just handed Suzuki Sonoko a glass of lukewarm water when he heard the helicopters.

Suzuki Sonoko was deep in thought when he received the glass of lukewarm water, which was so clean that not a single fingerprint, not to mention dust, had been imprinted on it.

"Mr. Mirai, you..."

What's with the clean glass and the warm water!

No, wasn't there a fire? You didn't just go back to the fire when no one was looking, just like you're going home, and get a glass of water in a plain, ordinary way, did you...?

Oh wait, Mr. Mirai is a fox, so it's okay.

Suzuki Sonoko breathed a sigh of relief and quit thinking, "Thank you, Mr. Mirai is amazing!"

She realized that Ichijō Mirai wasn't looking at himself, but at the sky, and between his black hair, his white ears, which didn't look sharp like a fox's, but rather a human's, twitched slightly, obviously recognizing a sound.

So she looked over.

Compared to the brightly lit half of the sky, the sky that the tongues of fire had not licked was even more dimly lit, and there was only a grayish-black haze, and in the midst of the haze, something was slowly growing larger.

Suzuki Sonoko stared hard for a moment, caught two black helicopters between the falling snowflakes, heard a faint buzzing sound, and was surprised, "Helicopters!"

She remembers to keep her voice down, her eyes brightening as she looks over at Ichijō Mirai, "I can't believe we're sending out helicopters on a snowy day... are they from the police, Mr. Mirai?"

Glancing cautiously at the others, he whispered even more quietly, "So, Ms. Tanaka, she..."

After escaping from the villa, since it was dark and snowy, and the fire was obviously man-made, even though the fire was still burning, the others didn't go far away from the villa, but gathered and stationed themselves in the neighborhood, barely rubbing out the aftermath of the fire in the cold, snowy night.

In these times of poverty, arsonists are certainly not to be trifled with.

Tanaka Kikue's hands have been tied.

She didn't say anything, didn't even resist being defined as an arsonist, but kept her mouth shut with a calm expression.

Ichijō Mirai sniffed and glanced at Tanaka Kikue, meeting the gaze of the arsonist lady who was looking over at her, and directly retracted his gaze, "Buying large quantities of gasoline leaves traces, and even if all the evidence in the fire was burned to a crisp, her guilt could be found in the outside world, don't worry about it,"

Said, he suddenly paused for a moment: wait, the police is the Japanese police!

So without changing his face, he immediately changed his words, "Don't worry about the case, the police will investigate clearly."

Is this investigation clear, is it a clear investigation with all the evidence, or is it a 'what is this, a dead person, oh, it's a suicide! It's a little questionable.

"The helicopter is coming," Ichijō Mirai changed the subject, "it's a police helicopter."

The helicopter at the front, apparently not blind, could see the fire and the ground illuminated by the flames, and after circling for a few moments, it found a clearing and stumbled to a stop.

The helicopter's hatch opened, and a police officer leapt to the ground at a rapid pace, shouting a greeting over the noise of the propellers, "Mr. Mirai!"

It was Takagi Wataru.

"The snow was so heavy that the police could only get two helicopters here." He explained in a loud voice, "Officer Megure asked me to cooperate with your orders!"

"Where is the murderer, please?!"

With the hatch still open, another police officer appeared, and unlike Takagi Wataru, he didn't jump out of the airplane right away, but instead crouched half-crouching at the hatch with his gun in his hand, quickly scanning the surrounding area in an armed and alert position, the muzzle of the gun not aimed at the ground as a rule, but rather vaguely aimed at Takagi Wataru's back.

At the sight of the other living people who had come flocking to the helicopter, the officer's tense expression was covered with surprise, and he looked subconsciously and dismayedly at Ichijō Mirai as he gripped his gun.

Ichijō Mirai: "?"

He looked at the second police officer, at the gun pointed vaguely at Takagi Wataru, then turned his head and looked at the living crowd that had caused the surprise.

After a few seconds of thought, he subtly grasped the code and translated: 'Huh? What's with all these living, breathing people?!

Wait a minute, that's not exactly a police response, this guy...

He's not from the organization, is he?

He looked like he came here under orders, ready to kill his colleagues, and was surprised that there were still so many survivors at the scene...

Ichijō Mirai slowly thought: damn Gin wouldn't think twice about putting a member of the organization in danger, but only a member of the organization putting others in danger, so he thought that his so-called 9 o'clock call to the police was a "Hey dear colleague I'm going to have a killing spree and have fun, remember to provoke the police at 9 o'clock for me", right?

Otherwise, how come the members of the organization are ready to kill, how come they see a lot of living people look surprised to be a little shocked!

Villain's heart! It's definitely the heart of a villain!

In the real world, Ichijō Mirai has always been a law-abiding person who always looks at traffic lights, not a cold-hearted guy like Gin.

For now.

Temporarily law-abiding, he's a bit angry: he's surprised to see a living person, what a cold-blooded member of the organization! Unlike him, who is kind and law-abiding.

The second officer also jumped out of the helicopter and walked quickly to the side of Takagi Wataru, who had a higher rank than himself, and he bowed his head.

Not to Takagi Wataru, but to Ichijō Mirai.

He said, "Please instruct."

Takagi Wataru also received the same 'Although Mr. Mirai only said the situation was urgent when he asked for help, and didn't say what exactly happened, but it's most likely a murder, and the police are understaffed, so if it's really a murder, you must listen to Mr. Mirai's instructions first' order from Officer Megure, and didn't respond to the second police officer's words, and put most of his attention into going to observe the crowd. Most of his attention was focused on watching the crowd.

"There must be a murder, right?" His eyes fell on Tanaka Kikue, whose hands and feet were bound, and he asked again in an uncertain tone, "Is the murderer that young lady?"

Ichijō Mirai nodded, "Yes,"

He surveyed the second officer and replied carelessly, "The deceased was inside the fire and did not escape in time."

"Okay, let's take the murderer into custody right away," Takagi Wataru nodded gravely, gave the second officer a look to get his act together, and headed towards Tanaka Kikue.

But the second officer stood still, looking at Ichijō Mirai, still looking like he was on standby.

Ichijō Mirai: "..."

He glanced over, and the second officer subtly put away the gun he had been holding, before responding by walking towards Tanaka Kikue.

At that moment, the second helicopter also found a nearby place to stop, the hatch opened, and two officers paused inside the helicopter for about ten seconds before jumping to the ground in turn.

They had the same gun in their hand, the same tense alertness, the same unexpected and rare look at the living, and they were heading straight for Ichijō Mirai as soon as they landed.

One of the officers handed out an officer's badge and gave a somewhat airy police-style "Hello, Mr. Mirai."

"Instructions!"

The ID didn't belong to any of the officers present, it belonged to a police inspector.

A police inspector with the last name Inuo.

Ichijō Mirai: "."

The man handing out the ID saw Ichijō Mirai look at it and put it away, his face tense with the nervousness of a job seeker interviewing for a job that pays half a million dollars a month for an hour a day, three days a week, "Mr. Inuo sent us," he said, lowering his voice, and saying.

He lowered his voice and carefully averted his eyes, scanning over all the living people other than Ichijō Mirai, focusing on Suzuki Sonoko, who was standing right next to Ichijō Mirai and was turning his head to watch Takagi Wataru arrest the murderer, and his voice couldn't have been any lower, "We'll cooperate with you in every way we can."

"Please tell me, how do I kill him?"

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