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Masumi Kamio clenched his fists, "Should we grab his hand first, twist his wrist, and then put it in his ear to threaten him that if he doesn't waive the bill, he won't be able to see the sun the next day?"

Damn it, little Douding, what are you thinking about?

Shirakawa couldn't help but worry about Mrs. Ueio. Her child seemed to be easily led astray.

"No, I just have one of his secrets."

"What secret?"

"Eat children."

Bai Chuan said with a smile.

Masumi Kamio immediately looked at Hiroki Konishi nervously, and suddenly felt that he looked like someone who could do such a thing as eating children.

She shook herself, ran to the chocolate cabinet, and began to get snacks quietly.

Chapter 8 08·The police are here to catch me

Woo——woo——woo——

The sound of police sirens rang from far to near, resounding throughout the entire block. Mei Chiyuki and Masumi Ueio, who were selecting ingredients, looked curiously outside the supermarket glass door at the same time.

Immediately, people in the supermarket had different expressions.

The customers thought that the boss had called the police, so they threw away the free products in the reusable bags, bowed their heads in embarrassment or pretended to be nonchalant, and left the supermarket one after another.

They all had a common voice in their hearts, the police are here to catch me.

Ueio Masumi hugged the snack nervously, looked at Shirakawa worriedly, and whispered,

"You're here to catch Big Brother, right? After all, you just threatened the boss to give everyone free money."

As an 8-year-old girl, she consciously ruled out the option of the police taking her away and turned to Bai Chuan.

Chiyuki Mei, who was closest to her, couldn't help but swallow her saliva, feeling uneasy at the thought of going to the Metropolitan Police Department to take a statement.

Hiroki Konishi, the owner of Huidong Supermarket, also had the idea that "the police are here to catch me."

He subconsciously thought that Bai Chuan had called the police, and immediately looked at Bai Chuan with resentful eyes. He took out a wrench from the drawer cabinet at the front desk and rushed towards Bai Chuan with the thought of a dead end.

"Even though I agreed to all your requests, you still called the police."

Snapped--

Konishi Hiroki's fat body fell to the ground, and the wrench also fell to the ground, failing to complete its due mission.

Shirakawa retracted his legs and patted the dust on his trouser legs amidst Ueno Masumi's exclamation.

Qianyuki Mei also breathed a sigh of relief for Shirakawa. If the wretched fat boss just succeeded, a hole would appear in Shirakawa's head, and all the white and red would flow out. The scene was unimaginable.

"Big brother turns out to be so strong, but even so, he can't stop the fire coverage, right?"

Masumi Kamio gritted his teeth and rushed towards Shirakawa with his short legs, "Brother, please take me hostage. If you have me as a hostage, the police will not catch you."

Shirakawa looked at the innocent Ueno Masumi, stretched out his hand to rub her hair, "The police are coming soon. If you don't hurry up and pack snacks, it will be too late."

Ueio Masumi nodded solemnly and quickly stuffed various jelly beans and bonbons on the candy shelf into his pockets, as if he was ready to run away at any time.

Chiyuki Mei looked down at Masumi Kamio, then looked up at Shirakawa, and comforted weakly,

"Actually... I just took something and didn't pay. It was probably just a fine and critical education."

The police car arrived at the entrance of the supermarket, and a group of heavily armed police officers filed out of the car. Konishi Hiroki, who fell to the ground, shed tears of despair.

Am I going to spend my life in prison? The reputation of Tokyo Prison is not good, especially for prisoners with criminal records. Even among prisoners, they are at the bottom of the food chain. If you want to spend five years in prison safely, it is impossible not to sacrifice chrysanthemums. thing.

Unexpectedly, these police officers did not enter the supermarket directly, but entered the apartment building behind it.

Masumi Ueio asked excitedly while holding a gift bag of snacks consisting of chocolates, biscuits, dorayaki, etc.

"Hey, they're not here to catch us! They seem to be going to the apartment building where we live. Could something serious happen in our building?"

Seeing Masumi Ueio's expression of eating melon, Shirakawa wanted to remind her that the melon was hidden in her own home.

"It won't be a good thing anyway."

Shirakawa said casually, bent down and picked up the wrench on the ground, and walked towards the bald and fat boss Konishi Hiroki.

"The supermarket surveillance should have captured the scene just now. You suddenly attacked me. Are you eager to enter the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"No, no, I misunderstood, it's all a misunderstanding, I'm sorry."

Konishi Hiroki, who fell to the ground, hugged his butt and climbed up with difficulty.

"Apologizing works, why do we need the police?"

Shirakawa obviously has no intention of letting Xiaonishi Hiroki go.

Konishi Hiroki looked at the police car at the door. With a guilty conscience and a fear of death, he could only compromise with Shirakawa again.

"You got everything in the store for free, you...what else do you want?"

"Although I didn't suffer any physical harm, you caused indelible mental damage to me. I only ask you to compensate me for the mental loss of a few hundred million dollars. Isn't this excessive?"

"No, not too much."

Konishi Hiroki had a smile on his face, but his heart was full of MMB, and he suddenly found that he had gotten into a big trouble.

Bai Chuan raised a finger and said, "This number isn't too much, right?"

"1000?"

Konishi Hiroki asked tentatively.

Bai Chuan gave him a look that looked retarded, and he immediately changed his mind, "10,000?"

Bai Chuan frowned.

Konishi Hiroki said with pain, "Is it 100,000?"

Bai Chuan snorted coldly and raised the wrench, "If I hadn't reacted in time, this thing would have hit my head, and I would have been seriously injured, right?"

“One, one, one million???”

After Konishi Hiroki stammered, he collapsed on the ground.

This number sounds scary, but in fact, it is converted into soft sister coins, which is more than 50,000, which is in line with the compensation amount for mental losses and does not count the sky-high asking price.

But for the owner of a small supermarket, this is still a lot of money.

Bai Chuan reluctantly nodded, "Cash, transfers not accepted."

"Can it be less?"

Hiroki Konishi regretted his impulsiveness. He should have had more trust in this young man if he had known earlier. How could he have thought he was the one who called the police?

Bai Chuan shook his head. His main thoughts were not on this wretched middle-aged uncle. He was a little worried now. The police were making so much noise. They wouldn't just scare the snake away and scare the prisoner away, right?

How can a mere 1 million in moral comfort be compared to a 10 million bounty?

Konishi Hiroki also clearly felt Shirakawa's absent-mindedness. He was afraid that the other party would regret it, so he sent him directly to the police car. He could only reluctantly agree to pay 1 million in mental damages.

He quickly counted out 1 million yen and handed it to Shirakawa.

Shirakawa, who has a strong sense of anti-reconnaissance, deliberately chose the blind spot of the supermarket camera to conduct transactions, so that even if Konishi Hiroki turned against him later and wanted to falsely accuse him of extortion, he would have no evidence.

At this time, Ueio Masumi had filled two large bags of snacks and was clamoring to go upstairs to watch the fun, showing his naughty nature to the fullest.

Shirakawa was also worried that the prisoner would escape early, so he simply accompanied the naughty child to watch the fun, holding a black plastic bag containing 1 million yen in his arms.

Qianxue Meiyi followed them quietly, her mood a little subtle.

There is a trace of expectation mixed with fear, a trace of excitement mixed with expectation, and a trace of fear mixed with excitement.

But this delicate mood is not enough to support a fearful person to go and watch the scene where the prisoner was arrested.

The main reason that encouraged her to go and watch was the young man in front of her who had a melancholic temperament and looked like a poet.

For some reason, I always feel safe staying behind Bai Chuan.

Probably because he easily sanctioned two delinquents at school, protected himself from being tampered with in the supermarket, and finally got a compensation from the unscrupulous boss easily.

[Qianxue Meiyi’s favorability +1]

[Current favorability is 20 (neighbors who can give people a sense of security)]

Shirakawa listened to Chiyuki Mei's favorability hint and looked back at Chiyuki Mei.

Qianyuki Mei immediately looked down at her leather shoes nervously, looking a little cute in embarrassment.

"You can't go in, this place has been blocked."

The police guarded the entrance to the elevator and stairs and did not allow anyone to enter at this moment, so they naturally stopped the three people.

Masumi Kamio pouted and put her hands on her hips, "But we are residents of this building, can't we go home even if we want to?"

"What floor are you on?"

the policeman asked.

"Fifth floor! Kamio's house."

Masumi Kamio raised her head proudly. She took her mother's surname. In her opinion, her mother was the greatest person in the world, so she deserved her pride and pride.

The policeman shook his head and rejected the little Lolita's request.

"No, the prisoner is on the fifth floor. It's very dangerous."

No. This is underground love!

"Fifth floor? You're on the same floor as me, right? I remember that Uncle Tsukishima and Mrs. Baihe are both good people. How could they commit a crime?"

Ueio Masumi suddenly felt that his clever mind was not enough.

It turns out that a terrible criminal is hiding among his friendly neighbors.

Bai Chuan looked at her expression as she tried to think about the neighbor's crime. He took out a bottle of Coke from her snack bag, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.

Many melon-eating people have gathered around, talking in twos and threes.

"I haven't seen such a big fight in a long time. Could it be that Mrs. Higashinoya cheated on her and her husband reported her?"

"What are you thinking? How could such a small thing alert so many police officers? There must be a murder."

"Maybe it was a domestic violence man who was killed by his wife. I have seen no less than three news items of this type recently."

"Huh? Wasn't it that the girl from the custom shop was invited to the client's home and brutally murdered?"

"Could someone have committed suicide? The suicide rate in Tokyo remains high. Maybe they drank pesticides at home."

Amid everyone's discussion, the police had successfully brought Matsuno Dajiro downstairs.

This was a thin man with a pale face, bloodshot eyes, and an ugly appearance. He basically had the kind of appearance that could scare a child into crying when he walked on the street. His whole person revealed an unhealthy mental state, and he lowered his head sluggishly. Head, body hunched.

The process of his arrest by the police was very calm, as if he had known that such a day would come, until he saw Ueio Masumi.

He suddenly and excitedly knocked away the two police officers who were arresting him, his eyes slightly bulging, and he rushed towards Ueno Masumi regardless.

This scene frightened the naughty child who was about to eat the melon.

Masumi Kamio screamed.

She saw Shirakawa suddenly stand in front of her and kicked Matsuno Tajiro in the abdomen. The thin Matsuno Tajiro fell to the ground in pain and was immediately pressed to the ground by the police who reacted.

"Don't move!"

The officer drew his gun and took control of the situation.

Umei Masumi hid in Chiyuki Mei's arms in fear, and rubbed his head against Chiyuki Mei's soft snow, which dispelled the fear in his heart.

The police officers took Matsuno Jiro away quickly, and Matsuno Jiro looked back every three steps, looking at Umei Masumi reluctantly, making a humming sound.

"Ah...ah...humming."

"Be quiet."

A police officer held his head and stuffed him into a police car.

Shirakawa frowned, Matsuno Jiro, is he deaf and dumb?