Chapter 2027: 2027 13

Yu, Ryujiro, Akiichi, Takuma, Takuko, Kishio, and a total of seven people from the Kettle Hill, the patron, visit the Backstreet Division of the Euthanasia Police Department.

The murder club's escape team and the handling of Detective Panda were to be dealt with in cooperation with the Rear Street Division of the Euthanasia Police Department.

"Is there really a connection between Detective Panda and the guys who missed the murder club? It's the only thing we have in common, right, Junko?

Tatsuko asks the police, who summarise the two as the same matter. The theory that Junko would use it as a visiting panda was also out within the homicide club, but it did not confirm its clear relevance.

"I got a sighting from a freelance informant. Detective Panda, Junko Yukioka and former homicide club Ifube Luca, plus Complex Devil mage Shirley McNeil, are in the same seat at the coffee shop. Looks like there were about two others. You think it's a boy and then a girl in sailor clothes"

Kurodo answered. There are also Umezu, Kaori and Matsumoto on the side.

"Ah... the murder club and the police are fighting together. In a way, the police lose."

Seeing the six Yuda, the scented seedlings are sarcastic with an annoying face.

"That kind of interpretation is grand in front of both of us, you lose. Not even a good old adult."

"Gu......"

Umezu points me out, and Kaori groans.

"I'm sorry. He's only 30 years old, but he's no different from you in his head, so treat him like that."

"Hey Umezu, come on... No, I'm sorry."

I speak to Umezu, who apologizes to Yuda, with a face that Kaori doesn't seem to like.

"The name is rudimentary, but it's already a government agency. Well, since I became a government agency, I feel like I've been fighting with the police over territory, but I don't think anything."

And, Black Dou with a smile.

"I appreciate you saying that."

In a tone where the pot hill has no shards of gratitude, he utters a word of gratitude. Honestly, the police don't have any good thoughts. The people in the Backstreet Division are not aware of this, but the pot hill since becoming the target of the homicide club has been chased to deal with complaints, protests and demands from scattered police.

"It's ironic that a former journalist now belongs to a secret government agency or the opposite of Posisillon. True defeater."

Kaoru seedlings sarcastically again, but Kettle Hill ignored them as if he hadn't heard them.

"Takeda, come on."

"Oh, my God."

Noticed with a voice seeping anger into Umezu, Kaori turns to her abominably.

"When taking care of the police, rely on Umezu and Ashiya as much as possible. These two will be on our side."

"No, you can say that in front of us..."

"That's good. Keep coming."

Umezu laughs bitterly as he hears Yu call on his people to light a cigarette and Kuro Dou thumbs up.

"This is Mr. Takeda's bad flow, isn't it? Tell Takeda Liu, Takeda's loss?

"I haven't lost. Shut your mouth."

A fragrant seedling that emits a dossy voice in a sinister shape to Matsumoto, who speaks with a slight laugh.

"Besides, we're not the only ones dealing with this, we still have other guys to deal with. I don't know who hired me, but he's working with us."

Said Umezu as he activated the Virtual Phone.

"So, it looks like they're coming to the police station now."

Shortly after Umezu told me, two boys in uniform came into the room.

"Well, the bastards at the murder club."

"Nice to meet you"

The two boys who showed up with the greeting wore the same school uniform as Ryujiro and two sharp ones. One is a discolored, tung-haired punk-haired little boy with ears full of piercings, the other a beautiful boy with long dark hair.

"Oh, you're here."

"Are you and Hongmori in the war? It's comforting."

Sharp Ichi and Ryujiro speak to Xingcoal Shining and Hongmori Shu, who are also students of the same private earth school.

"Keh, now we're gonna give you a hand, not Kazu Kazu. That would be comforting."

"Don't just trust a guy who slaps a big mouth with that. No, you're making me anxious."

Sharp one annoyed by Shining's mouthfeel. I didn't like how badly they said good governance they once fought together. This has happened before.

"That's the truth. But unlike Ter, I don't slap him in the mouth, I'm humble, so let's say Pramai Zero."

Shu says with a clear smile.

"Rainbow Forest is fine, but this hare chick is uncomfortable, so I don't want to put it together as much as possible"

"I can't accept that. I'm not asking you to get along, but I need you to do your job without those emotions."

Spit away sharply, Yu gently shakes his neck to the side and snaps it.

"Haha, don't bother saying you don't want to put it together or something, and they'll light you out right after that. Dasey, you're hungry for glasses."

"Yes, tel doesn't provoke either"

"Ide."

"Buh."

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Shu smiles and kicks the shine from behind, purposefully peeking into Sharp's face to make fun of him. Then the relaxed luminous body hits sharply.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I meant to add or subtract, but Ter's body is too light..."

Towards sharpness, repair standing one hand in front of your face apologizing.

"You lick 40 kilos, motherfucker."

"He's a boy and he weighs medium rare."

"Hey, that's a discriminatory statement. I'll sue you, you son of a bitch."

In response to Ryujiro's dialogue, Shining flies cancer around.

"Hmm, I knew these guys weren't much more hungry. I'm not hungry enough to be known as Mr. Umezu."

"At the point where we stick together and win, aren't we on the same level?

Seeing Sharp Ichi and Shining's exchanges, Kuro Dou penetrated into Kaori, who laughed as he put his arms together.

"The Murder Club seems to be overstaffed, but if it's still not enough, it's time to solicit more support from the spiritual defense agencies in government relations, or ask the backstreet organization. The police are... well, the backstreet division is busy, so we can count on a lot of people..."

Umezu gets a phone call while he's talking.

He said it was a report of an unusual psychic rampage all over the city.

State the contents of the phone call that Umezu has made with a face that looks like it has chewed up a bitter bug.

"Does it have anything to do with the Homicide Club traitor or Junko Yukioka, and this one works too"

Says Kettle Hill, looks over at the homicide club's six-man.

"Police can't be irrelevant either way. Takeda, Sakurai, let's go."

When Umezu speaks, Kaori and Mitsuo move out.

"What do we do?

Ryujiro asks nicely.

"There seems to be one person in a riot, and I'll leave it to the police... but I'll send about three people from here to see how things are going and to assist in emergencies. Me, Ryujiro and Akiichi, please."

"Can't I go with Yu again?"

Hearing Yu's words, Tsukiko pointed his lips.

Dozens of minutes ago.

"Performers love illegal drugs! Sprinkle with kona instead of sprinkles for rice, sprinkle with kona on toilet paper as well, and when you fuck, it's natural to squeeze on your cock -!

A half-naked woman, drooling from her half-opened mouth and vain three white eyes, is screaming on the public road.

"If you think it's a lie, sprinkle it in the middle of the road with salt or sugar or udon powder! The entertainer rushes over with joy and licks the pepper off -! At least I'll definitely dash. Whoa! Hahahahahahahaha!

A woman who laughs like crazy. No, from the eyes of the passers-by, they just seem crazy no matter what.

"Oh, delicious...... This bitterness... falls..."

When the woman crawls on all fours in the middle of the road, she crawls her tongue into asphalt laughing naggingly.

"As it were? What's that guy doing?

"Don't point your finger at me. Don't look."

"You're out of your mind. Are you in trouble?"

"I called the police. If you leave me alone, I'm gonna catch a cold."

Passengers whispering at each other too far beside the woman.

"I mean, isn't that crab milk and hemp punch" Kanachichi Still Here "?

Hear the words of one of the passers-by, and pay more attention to the woman who licks the path, as the passers-by around her fit.

"You're lying, right? Not at all?

"I'm not wearing makeup, I'm losing weight and I look terrible, but I'm definitely a crab milk and hemp batter."

"I heard you got arrested for yaking two years ago, but you escaped from the police?

"Did you escape from a psychiatric hospital or a rehabilitation facility? He said he had a heart condition."

"It feels like I saw it, Kitty. It's rounded out, and it's pathetic..."

"Can't you just be happy with money and fame, even though we're in an enviable position to be entertainers from the common people?

"You mean too greedy, but unhappy. Whatever you get is not enough. Or what you wanted was different."

Passengers who stop and whisper to each other even more.

Crab Milk Hemp Beater is a former actress. Two years ago, he was a severe drug addict arrested for massive possession of illegal drugs, also suffering from mental illness and suffering from hallucinations every day, he said.

I'm not sure what happened after I was arrested. At least I stopped standing on the stage.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Stop it! Stop my rumors! Stop writing on my bad-mouth internet. - Whoa! Every time you egosearch, it hurts. Whoa!

Suddenly he looked up, and Hemp punch turned to the passers-by and yelled and scattered in a youthful shape.

"We have to stop. Ew!

Shouted with the intent to kill, the hemp batter activated his abilities.

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