Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 105 trace on! (Durex, on)

Ten seconds ago——

"Officer Megure, a message has been sent from the bureau, let's evacuate the pursuit." Behind Ferrari, Mitsubishi Gallant was in hot pursuit. Both the police officer Megure and the newcomer Miki were capable people who had participated in the pursuit of motorcycle racers. A mere [-] kilometers per hour is not enough to disfigure the two of them.

However, they were suddenly ordered to leave this operation by their superiors.

Police officer Mu Mu's eyes were gloomy, and Miki also looked unwilling.

Although the former is an old man, he still has great ambitions, and the latter is the top elite who graduated from the elite police academy, and a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.The two collided together, but they were still coerced by the pressure of their superiors.

But at that moment, Officer Mumu was a little dazed.

Police officer, Meguro Sanzang, 48 years old.

In his long police life, there have been times of glamor and beauty, times of heartache, and times of warmth and warmth in the world.

When he was young, he wrote down his wish of "car repairman" on his career survey form, but because of job stability, he was recommended to the police academy by his parents. He is good at drag racing pursuits and started his life in law enforcement.

As a criminal policeman, he has seen thieves who did not repent after breaking the law and acted recklessly.

He has seen the perpetrators of sexual harassment dare to provoke the families of the victims even after breaking the bottom line.

He has seen children who have been deeply hurt by domestic violence dragging their bodies bruises to the gate of the police station on a rainy day without saying a word, as if the light in their eyes has been extinguished.

He was so ignorant when he was young, and immature, he would even fail to restrain his inner impulse when interrogating some criminals alone and almost do it. If it wasn't for the obstruction of his colleagues, he might not be able to continue this job until he was 48 years old .

In the institute, he was even teased as "Tokyo City's Mad Dog" by the same period.

But now, at the age of 48, it is not far away to say that it is a man's twilight.

Although there is still residual heat left in the spirit, the body can't keep up.

Recently, there have been more and more hairs on the side of the pillow, and the skin on the body has become wrinkled. Even the burnt eggs made by my wife can be swallowed in one gulp without changing color.

He has matured, but seems to have lost something.

In his old age, the mad dog was finally assigned to the Edogawa police station next to the nature reserve.

It is said that it is close to nature, and you can even see the sea at a glance, but it is actually a nursing home that even the motorcycle racers dare not show their faces. The police officers inside are always looking blank, living in panic, afraid of being called out to work .

Wake up, go to work, clock in, get off work, eat the meals prepared by my wife, go to the toilet to catch my throat, sleep, get up, go to work.
The boring life like a Mobius ring is still going on, and the man has been weather-beaten.

When he heard the indifferent order from his superior over the radio, his first reaction was not anger, but obedience and a helpless sigh.

The secular rules are not chains, but a carving knife that smoothes the edges and corners of a man. It is heavy and painful to cut one by one.

He remained silent, and the Mitsubishi was getting farther and farther away from the Ferrari in the distance. Although the young man next to him was burning with anxiety, he had no choice but to lie back, his face ashen.

At this moment in the afternoon, the sun is still high and its head is high, the dazzling light is hot and fiery, and the street lights on the side of the highway guide pedestrians in the direction, but at this moment they are turned into work obstacles, and are left behind by the high-speed cyclists, leaving only a road Alternating shadows.

Police Officer Mumu's face was buried in the shadows, and the hair on his bald head was sparse, like a stray dog ​​whose legs had been broken off, and the hair also fell off along with part of the flesh and blood, which was a bit pitiful.

He thinks back a lot.

Wooden yellow background, brown-gray round stool with turquoise glass beer bottle, a burly man with unshaven beard is lying on the table, his face is flushed, he has drunk too much, but beside him is a The man who was as bald as Mu Mu now put his arms on his shoulders, and said in a knotted mouth.

——You idiot, brutality and recklessness do not mean the same thing!Since you want to be a policeman, you should learn what you should learn for me. Our job is not to beat up the criminals, but to stuff those shits into the sewer and open them with a plug. Then kick them into the [-]th floor of hell, stay inside and don't come out!

That was his predecessor in the criminal police period.

White smoke and mist rose from the iron pot where the noodles were being boiled. The woman in the hello Kitty cartoon apron turned her back to herself, carefully distinguishing between salt and sugar in the white ceramic pot, and said softly.

——Can I come back for dinner on time tonight? Qingwu also misses you, and I used you as an example in the recent composition report, saying that I will become a criminal police officer in the future.I really don't know what's so good about it. I work overtime every day, and I can't even remember the yellow-faced woman at home, and I don't eat.

But, since you choose to do this job, you don't want to embarrass that child, do it well, I will keep the unfinished meal in the refrigerator, and you can eat it tomorrow. Why are you crying?
The water pump in the water dispenser exerted force slightly, and the huge bubbles floated upwards. The insensitive colleagues started a new day of advanced minesweeping, continuing the feat that they failed to accomplish yesterday. The magazine released contains the photo photos of the rising star Yami Fujimoto in the entertainment industry.

At this moment, the originally gentle picture is covered with the frosted texture caused by the poor reception of the old TV. The insensitive environment makes Mumu frown and even feel guilty.

Because in that screen, the man named Mumu Sanzang also turned on Advanced Minesweeper to continue yesterday's game, and he was the slowest progresser in the institute.

Ashamed and bewildered, he re-examined his life and seemed finally relieved.

In reality, the bald man finally let go of his demons and slowly let go of the accelerator.

Yes
Already, no need to try
After doing so much and getting help from so many people, it's best not to end up like this
Let's talk.
Minesweeper, is there a network strategy?
Mumu Sanzang's spirit sank downward, as if falling into an abyss, and also as if he had been reborn and welcomed evolution.

But at the moment when he was about to sink completely——

[Comrade police, someone is racing! 】

In the picture, the man named Mumu Sanzang trembled with fright after the roar, the tea in his hand wet his magazine, and the minefield he had studied for a long time was also in the wrong place.

boom.

Bang bang bang bang.
The hedgehog-shaped thunderball appeared in his field of vision for a brief moment, and then all of it turned into red light, and then dissipated like white light. Accompanied by the continuous blasting sound of bang bang, the achievements of the man's hard work for two days were completely annulled.

At that moment, it seemed that something was broken.

The man's blood gradually filled his neck, and then poured onto his face, turning into the time when he was called a mad dog when he was young. He seemed to turn upside down the interrogation table of the police department and slap the prisoner's wretched face!
Police officer Mu Mu is angry!

——It’s those Wangan tribes again! ! !Racing in the afternoon, are they crazy? ! ! !

——I have long been unhappy with the group of Wangan people! ! !Not to mention the young master of a rich man, even if he is the young master of the Sheqi Ba Family today, the master came to a party and raced a car! !I want to bring them to justice with my own hands! !
When the man's heartfelt roar came, Mumu Sanzang was also stunned.

He recalled.

That is the bottom line that cannot be compromised.

That is the light that cannot be given up even if the body dies.

That was the final swan song of the advanced minesweeper that I was about to clear.

That's what I said--

Man's oath!

The bald man suddenly began to tremble all over, and the veins in his hands on the steering wheel bulged, like coiled snakes!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, letting the waves of sound sweep over his eardrums.

He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes widened, fixedly staring at the Ferrari in front of him.

He opened his bloody mouth wide, as if under a torrential rain, a mad dog growled at things that hurt him!
"Chase!!!!--"

Police officer Mumu roared in a deep voice. These words were an order to Miki's newcomer and also an explanation from himself.

Officer Miki was taken aback for a moment, and then said hastily.

"But the bureau said that the other party has a special status, that he is among the elite—"

"TNND I'm an elite player!!"

Police officer Mu Mu interrupted it, roaring furiously.

"Listen up, Brother Miki!"

"What a man said is like spilled urine, you can put it back, but it hurts! I tell you, you can't do anything if you want to get out of the car now! You have to go to the back seat to get a urine The mineral water bottle is solved!"

When Miki heard the words, he became red and warm, completely red and warm. He was not angry that he should be confined to such a sanitary predicament, but because of the doubts hidden in his boss's words, he turned angry and said.

"I never thought of giving up the hunt!!"

Miki roared, and the saliva from his mouth sprayed on Officer Megure's temples.

"But...but how on earth are we going to be able to catch up with that sports car, now that the traffic is opened, we have no possibility of overtaking the Ferrari in the straight line!"

"Listed wado kana. (That may not be)"

Unexpectedly, it was Police Officer Mumu's clean, steady and indifferent voice that answered the growl.

"How many years do you think I came here before you?"

"Report sir, I don't know!!"

Miki replied loudly, doubts remained in his voice.

"How many acquaintances do you think I have in the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"Report sir, I don't know!!"

Miki replied loudly, with surprise in his voice.

"What do you think—what do I drive out for a walk every night?"

"Report sir, I don't know!!"

Miki replied loudly, with horror in his voice.

"How many car modification videos do you think I've watched!!"

"Report sir, I don't know!!"

Miki replied loudly, looking excited.

He already had some guesses.

"If you don't know, you will be scolded!!!" Officer Mu Mu also replied loudly, with a grim expression on his face.

“6，262 cc V12引擎？6.3升V12自然吸气发动机？6速液压手动变速箱？”

"so what!!!"

The man stepped on the gas pedal boldly and released the monster named Gallant under his buttocks!
That is the prehistoric monster that the man sneaks out every night to fight against those dark racers! !In fact, the limit of this monster has long been far beyond the limit of this Mitsubishi!

Even if it is a brand-name sports car, even if it is a gorgeous supercar with a production limit of 29 units worldwide and a price of 150 million euros, so what?
The man raised his head to the sky and howled, it was the last roar of the late wolf, the afterheat of the shining stars!
"Today, I have to find a way to fuck the fuck!!"

　Ps:

　　ps: I buried some clues before, for example, when Police Officer Megure spilled tea in the first few chapters, it was the car magazine that got wet.

　　ps: It’s not easy, it’s tiring to check the information, and what should I say, although this is not the main character, isn’t it the characteristic of the Dragon Race to create a marginal supporting role in a few chapters on a whim, and then describe it vividly?
　　I don't have the skills of Nantah University, but I'm cheap.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)