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"Inspector Megure..."
Takagi and the others, seeing so many dead bodies, felt anger and horror welling up in their hearts, unable to suppress their shouts.
Although Inspector Megure was also shocked, he was rich in criminal investigation experience. He had seen similar scenes in videos before and had already prepared himself, so he remained calm.
He held his revolver in his left hand, his face grim as he ordered, "Everyone be careful, those assailants might still be nearby!"
The police officers all had grave expressions. Those assailants were definitely still around. They moved slowly, almost looking back every three steps, afraid those assailants were hiding somewhere in this chaotic scene.
One police officer said worriedly, "Inspector Megure, if we proceed this slowly, and the assailants are still up there massacring, by the time we get there, who knows how many more will be dead!"
That police officer was young and relatively inexperienced, but extremely hot-blooded. Unlike experienced detectives like Inspector Megure, his first thought wasn't his own safety, but the safety of the public.
Inspector Megure's expression changed. He realized he had been too focused on his so-called rich experience and became confused.
This young officer was right! If they were this cautious, the people upstairs might suffer even heavier casualties.
What was written in their manuals was only about quickly apprehending criminals, not the duty to protect the public. That was for American police; they were Neon police!
Inspector Megure immediately gritted his teeth: "Zero Nine Seven, we're rushing up! If we encounter assailants, be careful when opening fire, don't accidentally injure civilians!"
Numerous police officers nodded grimly and prepared to rush up following Inspector Megure.
Sato Miwako, being a female officer, was more meticulous than the others. She immediately noticed that among the people lying on the ground, some were still alive, and quickly said:
"Inspector Megure, there are still injured personnel here, they urgently need medical attention!"
Inspector Megure, upon hearing this, secretly cursed himself for being too tense from anger and actually failing to notice there were still living people. He immediately made a decisive call: "Leave a few men behind, notify the medical personnel outside to come over quickly, the rest of you, with me!"
Several veteran officers, holding the firm belief that they wouldn't fear injury, followed Inspector Megure up to the next floor.
However, contrary to what they imagined, there were no sounds of shouting or killing upstairs. Although there were quite a few injured people lying around, and some had already lost their lives...
But the kind of scene depicting an ongoing massacre wasn't present.
What puzzled Inspector Megure and the others the most was this:
Those people who had been crying saw them, these police officers, and showed no joy or excitement. Instead, their faces showed anger, and their eyes were filled with distrust and vigilance.
Inspector Megure awkwardly raised his gun and looked around, asking, "Excuse me, can you tell us what happened here? Where are those assailants?"
A middle-aged man, kneeling on the ground with red, swollen eyes, wiped his tears, pointed to some corpses and the wailing 'Fei Hou' lying on the ground, and said: "They are the assailants."
This...
The police officers looked at each other.
This wasn't what they had imagined. What happened to these assailants?
Inspector Megure coughed and said, "Um... who defeated these assailants? How did they end up like this?"
As soon as his voice fell, everyone's gaze subconsciously turned towards Fujiwara Tetsu, who was sitting on a chair to the side.
Unlike their gazes towards the Neon police, their eyes towards Fujiwara Tetsu were filled with gratitude and reverence.
Inspector Megure and numerous police officers also followed everyone's gaze. They knew that everything before them was done by this young man.
Inspector Megure holstered his pistol. He walked over, showed a gentle smile, and said to Fujiwara Tetsu, "This young brother, can you tell us what happened here?"
Fujiwara Tetsu didn't speak. A petite girl squeezed out from the crowd: "Officer, I have a video I recorded just now."
Saying this, the girl secretly glanced at Fujiwara Tetsu, her expression full of awe and reverence.
Hearing there was a video, Inspector Megure's expression brightened, and he quickly asked, "Little girl, what's your name? Can you show us the video?"
The girl nodded repeatedly: "My name is Shiraishi Yuko, a first-year student at Tsuki no Mori Girls' Academy. Officer, this is the video I just filmed."
Shiraishi Yuko handed her phone to Inspector Megure. Anyway, she had already sent the video to her X account⁶ and email, and had backed it up. However, the X video was currently under review and hadn't been published yet.
Inspector Megure took the phone. Sato Miwako, Takagi, and some other officers curiously gathered around, wanting to see what exactly had happened.
Sato Miwako even said with a sense of realization, "Your voice sounds familiar. Were you the one who posted the X video asking for help earlier?"
Shiraishi Yuko nodded shyly, "Um, that was me."
While talking, Inspector Megure and the others finished watching the short video, less than two minutes long.
Within those two minutes, Fujiwara Tetsu, with superb swordsmanship, easily dispatched several 'Fei Hou' in quick succession.
Then, with unparalleled empty-handed techniques, he easily crushed the remaining 'Fei Hou'.
His movements were sharp, especially the speed of his strikes, almost as if it were fast-forwarded at double speed. Even these police officers couldn't clearly see Fujiwara Tetsu's swordsmanship speed in the video.
Several officers occasionally looked up at Fujiwara Tetsu, their expressions shocked and incredulous. If it weren't for the corpses and severely injured people on the ground, they would have suspected this was a movie shoot.
Sato Miwako's eyes sparkled with admiration, and she couldn't help but whisper, "So amazing!"
So amazing that she even wanted to ask him to be her master!
This level of martial arts skill, he could totally be an instructor for the 100,000 Imperial Guards, no, he could totally be the head instructor for all Neon police officers!
Inspector Megure dispatched some officers to search around and see if there were any other suspicious individuals.
At the same time, he also notified those below, asking a large number of police officers and medical personnel to hurry up and rescue the injured.
Although Inspector Megure didn't know how many people had died in this attack or how many were injured, looking at the dozens of people lying scattered on the ground, he felt his scalp tingle.
The casualties this time were severe. These grassroots officers like them might be okay, but those above would definitely face some trouble.
To take responsibility for such a major incident, at the very least, it would require high-ranking officials.
Hopefully, Superintendent Hakuba wouldn't be scapegoated for this and forced to resign.
Inspector Megure still held Superintendent Hakuba in high regard; he was a very responsible superintendent.
"Inspector Megure, come over here for a moment."
Sato Miwako, who was wearing gloves and examining the assailant's corpse, called out to Inspector Megure.
Inspector Megure walked over and squatted down, asking, "Officer Sato, did you find anything?"
"Inspector Megure, look at this person. Externally, he doesn't seem to have any injuries, but I just checked, his sternum is completely shattered, and his spleen is likely ruptured too."
Sato Miwako, as a criminal detective, although not a forensic examiner, could still make basic judgments.
Inspector Megure was puzzled: "What's the problem with that?"
Sato Miwako took a deep breath: "Inspector, you forgot the scene we just watched. That young man hit this assailant with a single punch."
"Just one punch shattered the sternum and ruptured the spleen, and you still think there's no problem?"
Inspector Megure thought about it and finally realized where the problem lay. He sucked in a sharp breath.
This... is this humanly possible? That punch must have had how many kilograms of force? Probably over a ton.
Even Tyson would likely be killed by one such punch!
Inspector Megure and Sato Miwako then examined all the assailants. Most of them had shattered sternums or ruptured organs and were dead.
The one who died most miserably was the leader; his chest was almost completely caved in, his intestines were exposed, and half his face was utterly pulverized.
There were still two or three assailants who had luckily survived, but from their looks, they were completely disabled.
This young man not only possessed high martial arts skill but also struck extremely heavily, all his blows aimed at vital points. His combat experience was incredibly rich and astonishing.
Inspector Megure and Sato Miwako looked at each other, then got up and walked towards Fujiwara Tetsu, their expressions somewhat awestruck and dazed.
However, Sato Miwako, being a woman, looked at Fujiwara Tetsu sitting on the chair before them, and her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
All those Fujiwara Tetsu killed were assailants; he saved so many innocent people. That ruthless demeanor, in Sato Miwako's eyes, those were the methods of a hero of justice.
Fujiwara Tetsu saw Inspector Megure's questioning look. He stood up, revealed a smile, and first introduced himself: "Fujiwara Tetsu, University of Tokyo, Department of International Politics, first-year student."
"First-year? And from the University of Tokyo?" Inspector Megure's eyes widened. Is the University of Tokyo this formidable? Although I know all the students from there are elites, but since when did the University of Tokyo produce such martial arts prodigies?
However, Inspector Megure was, after all, widely experienced. He immediately put on a familiar air and said with a laugh, "Brother Fujiwara, well done."
"If it weren't for you, more people would likely have been harmed this time." Inspector Megure also sighed with emotion. From the crowd of innocent people who had died, one could tell how ferocious those assailants were.
He couldn't help but ask, "Brother Fujiwara, where did you train these martial arts?"
Fujiwara Tetsu said with a smile, "I lived in Florida, USA for a period in the past. As an officer, you should also know, if you don't have some unique skills in Florida, it's hard to get by."
"I haven't learned any martial arts either, just practiced some karate. I am currently a member of the Karate Club at the University of Tokyo."
Conan had been secretly following Inspector Megure. He also visually inspected the wounds of those assailants.
And after seeing the injuries of those assailants, his jaw almost dropped. This Fujiwara Tetsu was simply a humanoid Gundam!
'Florida doesn't raise idle people, huh?' Conan grumbled inwardly: '...This kind of strength isn't achievable by ordinary karate 5.1, especially his practical combat ability; it's completely different from the flashy moves of academy-style martial arts.'
'This Fujiwara Tetsu, his past experiences must be quite complex!'
Inspector Megure didn't think as much as Conan. He looked at the wound on Fujiwara Tetsu's forearm and asked with concern, "Brother Fujiwara, your wound, is it alright?"
"It's nothing serious."
"Go to the hospital for a check-up later."
"Of course, I will."
Inspector Megure then said courteously, "Brother Fujiwara, we might need to take some notes from you later. I hope Brother Fujiwara can cooperate, just a formality."
Inspector Megure knew that although Fujiwara Tetsu had killed so many people, he was absolutely innocent.
He would even definitely become a celebrity and hero of all Neon. Even the Prime Minister would have to shake his hand respectfully if he met him.
Facing such a person, Inspector Megure also didn't dare to put on airs. It was better to remind him in advance, lest Fujiwara Tetsu misunderstood later.
If Fujiwara Tetsu didn't say anything, especially given the current reputation of the Neon police, he, a mere junior officer, couldn't withstand that kind of pressure.
Fujiwara Tetsu said with a smile, "No problem. Cooperating with the police investigation is what I should do."
Seeing Fujiwara Tetsu being so understanding, his attitude so gentle, it was as if he were a completely different person from the cold, murderous figure before.
Inspector Megure and Sato Miwako were both very grateful at this moment. Inspector Megure even gave a thumbs up: "Truly a top student from the University of Tokyo!"