The Dark Crow couldn't be bothered to deal with this guy.
Maintaining a literary pose of gazing at the sky, his eyes were somewhat blank, somewhat sad. While contemplating how much of the young master's charm he projected, he also pondered ways to persuade the young master to dispatch troops to Yingyan Mountain.
The stormy wind stirred the rain, causing the leaves to rustle slightly.
The inspector realized this situation was beyond his capability to handle, so he quickly made phone calls to Section 9 and the Onmyo-ryo, then sensibly hid inside the car to avoid the rain.
This delay dragged on for almost fifteen minutes.
Three riot police vehicles charged through the rainstorms, screeching to a halt. Three teams of armed Section 9 agents emerged from the cars with a grim aura, aiming their guns at the main entrance.
Behind them, a black Alphard slowly arrived.
