Crossover in the Anime World

Asakura Wei escaped from prison, and the entire Metropolitan Police Department was shaken for a while. All police cars were dispatched, and the police officers on vacation returned to their posts. For such a serious criminal, no one knows what he will do.

All public institutions are under threat, and police are stationed at schools and hospitals.

Such big news naturally requires journalists, and among them is the small company where Shinji works. Lingzi would not give up on such a big news just because the company is small. However, she knew that to get first-hand information about Wei Asakura, it would be difficult for a young reporter with no background or sufficient connections to get it from the Metropolitan Police Department or prison.

So Reiko thought of Kitaoka Shuichi, the lawyer who had defended Asakura Wei. He should know a lot about Asakura Wei.

Reiko felt that reporting on Asakura Wei's background would allow the public to better understand what led to the birth of an anti-human prisoner.

The police were looking for someone, but Lingzi came to Beigang's law firm.

Beautiful women always receive preferential treatment. Kitaoka never gives reporters face, but he fell in love with Lingzi at first sight. When he saw Lingzi for the first time, he felt that the world was bright and God was not kind to him. First, he saw the possibility of curing a terminal illness, and now he met the opposite sex he wanted to spend his whole life with. His life was almost complete.

"Miss Reporter, what do you want to know?" Beigang said with a smile, leaning on the desk handsomely, holding a red rose in his hand, as if he was a wanderer.

Lingzi resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She had also heard about Kitaoka's reputation. He was a dark lawyer who always defended notorious criminals. Although he is not breaking the law and is even using the law to make money, this kind of person is easily spit on when he walks on the street.

Although it was the first time they met, Lingzi barely had any prejudice against him, but Kitaoka's narcissistic look still made her unbearable. She secretly said to herself, patience, this is for work.

"I know that Asakura Wei who is currently absconding was once your client, so you must have a lot of information about him. I want to report on Asakura Wei." Reiko said.

"Ah, that annoying guy, he's so boring. Why don't we eat first and chat slowly, I have a lot of exclusive news." Beigang said.

However, Lingzi had no idea of ​​eating: "No, I just need information about Wei Asakura."

Beigang saw that the other party refused simply, and felt that he was too impatient, so he should calm down and say, "Wait a moment." He had to win the favor of the beauty first.

Ding dong!

Just when Bei Gang wanted to get the information, the doorbell rang outside.

Beigang went to open the door just in time. As soon as the door opened, an iron rod smashed down from the crack of the door and hit him directly on the forehead.

"Asakura Wei?" Fortunately, Kitaoka moved quickly enough, and the stick only hit his shoulder. He looked at the attacker in surprise. He did not expect that the attacker would come directly to trouble him after escaping from prison.

"Lawyer Kitaoka, long time no see!" The time for revenge has come, Asakura Wei smiles and feels great.

However, at this moment the sirens were blaring, and the police apparently discovered his whereabouts and rushed over to interrupt the escaped prisoner's revenge plan.

"Lawyer, the game is not over yet, I will come to you again!"

Lingzi was shocked. She didn't expect to meet Asakura Wei unexpectedly. Just now, she saw Asakura Wei's arrogant expression, as if it didn't matter if he was the enemy of the world.

It's so scary. This is a man who has committed serious crimes one after another. He is only thirty years old and has already become a classic case. It is really scary.

But the scarier it is, the more curious readers will be about the story behind him. If they can report it themselves, they might be able to make big news.

"Lawyer Kitaoka, are you okay?"

"It's okay, he won't let me die so easily."

The police also came over, asked for testimonies and continued to follow.

And Lingzi also got the information, knew many details of Wei Asakura's crimes, and left with satisfaction.

The bodyguard who went out to buy groceries felt very guilty, but there was nothing he could do about it. In addition to protecting Beigang, he also had to take care of his daily life and go shopping for groceries every day. Unexpectedly, he missed the opportunity to protect him when he went shopping this time. .

Not long after, the police came to lawyer Kitaoka again: "Wei Asakura robbed the policeman's gun, hid in a restaurant, and took several hostages. Now he wants you to come forward by name."

Naturally, Bei Gang would not let the hostages get hurt. He quickly arrived outside the restaurant with his bodyguards.

Obviously the situation is very complicated. The police have surrounded the small restaurant and the negotiators are shouting. However, Asakura Wei ignored him. He only had one request, which was Kitaoka Shuichi.

The reporters outside were frantically collecting information, but Lingzi was able to enter the warning circle because her useless junior was in the restaurant. Although she didn't know why she was involved, Shinji was texting about the situation in the store.

This information is important to the police, knowing how many hostages are there can help them conduct a rescue raid.

Shinji also used a mobile phone with only a few megapixel cameras to take pictures. In this era, mobile phones have not evolved yet. They are just ordinary button phones, and the cameras are not high-definition.

"We are really destined." Beigang became majestic when he saw Lingzi.

Lingzi didn't think so, but she still admired Beigang for having the courage to come. At least he had a conscience for not abandoning the hostages.

However, exchanging hostages still needs to be discussed.

In the restaurant, Shinji hides in the dark. The restaurant was in a mess. Wei Asakura overturned the seats and forced the hostages into a corner.

"Are you playing cards? Are you playing cards?" A weak voice sounded in the ears of the hostages. They were about to cry. How could they still think about playing cards? Who were they?

The hostages glared and saw a man squatting in the corner with them, his neck spinning like a screw, looking for someone to play cards with.

"Let's learn about the Mirror Beast card." In order to match the atmosphere, Duran asked in a low voice. He was a hostage now, but he was not afraid, because he could play cards to calm down the shock after being kidnapped.

The hostages didn't want to pay attention to him. At this time, they were talking about playing cards. Are they crazy?

"What are you talking about?" Asakura Wei found that the hostages had moved their positions one after another, and one hostage was isolated by the other hostages. Interesting, "What are you doing?"

Du Lan found Asakura Wei looking at him, "Mr. Fugitive, don't be impulsive. People will always make mistakes in this life, but don't give up on yourself. As long as you sincerely correct yourself, you will have a chance to start a new life."

"Correction?" Wei Asakura smiled: "Why should I change?" He felt that these preachings were nonsense. His current situation was simply perfect, and he had no intention of changing it at all.

"You are so unqualified for doing such bad things." "Look at you, you don't have any counter-reconnaissance capabilities. You can only hit or smash. You only feel happy for a while. What's left is decades of imprisonment and no long-term plan. Even if You may become a news figure for a while, but within a few months, everyone will forget you, and you will spend the rest of your life in prison. Is this your wish?"

Wei Asakura was silent. He didn't expect that the hostage was not only brave but also quite good at talking.

Shinji also heard someone talking, but it was a blind spot. His sight was blocked by the messy tables and chairs and he couldn't see the person speaking.