Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

When he saw the camera pointed at him, a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes behind his glasses, and a bizarre smile crept onto his lips.

Immediately afterward, in full view of the public, Miura Kura raised his handcuffed hands, pointed them at the camera lens, and made a victory sign, his tone somewhat manic.

"You're disappointed, but I'm a genuine psychopath, and I won't be sentenced to death!"

Hearing this, all the viewers in front of the television, as well as all the Metropolitan Police Department members on-site, showed expressions of anger.

"This guy... he's too arrogant!"

"A criminal like that must be sentenced to death!"

"I suggest we execute him now!"

...

That being said, everyone knew that Miura Kura's words were so infuriating and frustrating because what he said was likely true.

Possessing a psychiatric certificate issued by a hospital, even if he committed such a cruel crime, the possibility of being sentenced to death was extremely slim.

"Behave yourself!"

A prison guard frowned and reprimanded him in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, Miura Kura did not restrain himself in the slightest. On the contrary, he became even more arrogant in front of the live television broadcast.

"Heh heh, I just need to recuperate in a mental hospital for a few years, and then I can return to normal life in society."

Saying this, Miura Kura glanced at the female reporter next to the television cameraman, licked his lips, and revealed a greedy look in his eyes.

"You're quite good-looking."

"Unfortunately, what I enjoy more is watching those poor little girls, their eyes filled with tears, begging me."

"I pretend to promise to let them go after I'm done, and then I slowly dismember them piece by piece."

"This process is simply the most wonderful enjoyment in the world!!!"

A staff member at the detention center frowned and shoved Miura Kura.

"Shut up and walk forward obediently."

"Don't push me."

Miura Kura glanced at the person, a disdainful smile on his lips.

"It's great, even though I'm a bad person who committed such a terrible crime, I still have human rights. Basic respect must still be given."

Just as his voice fell, before the people around him could react, Miura Kura suddenly seemed to see something extremely terrifying. The arrogance and disdain on his face vanished without a trace.

Replacing them was deep fear in his eyes. He was even so frightened that he took two steps backward and sat directly on the ground.

"This... what is this thing!?"

Looking at Miura Kura's performance as if he had a sudden fit, the Metropolitan Police Department members, as well as the viewers in front of the television, didn't understand what was happening.

Only L, who was standing not far away, had a glint in his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Has it already begun...?"

In the next second.

"Whack."

A sound like a rag doll being torn apart rang out in the room.

However, what was being torn apart was not a rag doll.

But Miura Kura's left arm.

Fresh blood spurted from the break, like a scarlet fountain.

Miura Kura was even stunned for a moment before he felt the pain of his arm being torn off raw.

"Save... save me!"

He lay in a pool of blood, wailing. The severed wrist of his left arm was still handcuffed to his right hand, twisting on the ground.

"What happened!?"

"Where's the enemy?"

"A sniper rifle!?"

"Alert, alert!"

The Metropolitan Police Department members raised their guns, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but they didn't find anything unusual.

Miura Kura's arm was as if it had been torn off by something invisible.

Just as the Metropolitan Police Department members were looking around, they heard the same sound again.

Left leg, right arm, and finally the right leg.

Miura Kura's limbs were torn off one by one.

Finally, his head.

Looking at Miura Kura, who had experienced a punishment similar to dismemberment and suffered intense pain before his death, his body tattered and broken, the Metropolitan Police Department members were dumbfounded.

The on-site commander was even more panicked and hurriedly looked at the television reporters and cameramen.

"Stop the live..."

"No."

Among everyone present, only L was as calm as ever, as if the bloody scene before him was nothing to him.

"Continue the live broadcast, but you can put a mosaic over the corpse."

L stared at Miura Kura's corpse and muttered to himself.

"Next, the real show will begin."

As if to confirm L's words, a soft, steady footstep suddenly echoed from the metal gate of the detention center.

As the footsteps grew closer and closer, a person wearing a crimson tengu mask and magnificent white clothing slowly walked out in the light of the morning sun.

"Hello, everyone."

Yagami Light's footsteps did not avoid anything. He stepped directly on Miura Kura's corpse and the sticky blood on the ground, walking step by step to the gate of the detention center, and said softly with a smile in his voice.

"I am 'Kira'."

The Metropolitan Police Department's on-site commander's expression changed. He immediately drew a gun from his waist, aimed it at Yagami Light standing there, and said in a deep voice.

"You are under formal arrest by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department for suspected murder. Stand there and don't move! Otherwise, we will shoot!"

"What?"

The tengu mask on Yagami Light's face became even more crimson, turning into a color like blood.

"Suspected murder? Where's the evidence?"

He pointed to Miura Kura's corpse and chuckled.

"Can anyone prove that this guy's death has anything to do with me? Can your Metropolitan Police Department's favorite procedural justice prove this point? If not, what kind of crime are you going to use to arrest me?"

Before the Metropolitan Police Department's on-site commander could speak, Yagami Light looked at the camera lens, his scarlet pupils seeming to look directly at all the viewers in front of the television, and slowly said.

"Those who are guilty cannot escape punishment."

Looking at "Kira" standing there, L suddenly said calmly to the Metropolitan Police Department's on-site commander.

"Shoot."

"What? Shoot? But..."

"Forget it."

Seeing the Metropolitan Police Department's on-site commander looking hesitant, L shook his head and immediately snatched the gun from the other's hand.

Before anyone could react, he aimed at "Kira" standing there and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

After the gunshot, Yagami Light didn't move.

The others present didn't see anything either, as if there was only a gunshot, but no bullet.

But L, who fired the shot, saw a monster appear in front of "Kira", nearly two meters tall, with wings on its back, and an appearance identical to the tengu in Sakura Province legends.

"I see..."

L seemed to have thought of something, looked directly at "Kira" standing there, and said calmly.

"Soon, I will catch you."

Hearing this, the Metropolitan Police Department's on-site commander's face changed.

No, do you want to die that badly!?

"Kira's" abilities are clearly beyond the imagination of normal people. Even if we kill you here, we, the Metropolitan Police Department officers present, probably won't be able to stop it.

Under these circumstances, you still want to say these words!?

Yagami Light only glanced at L standing there, his scarlet eyes colliding with the other's black eyes in the air.

Finally, he disappeared into the darkness like a ghost.

...

At the same time, inside the detention center.

"Sto... stop..."

Looking at the suspicious figure walking towards him step by step, wearing a pure black mask and a black coat, as well as the guards who had been knocked unconscious along the way behind him, the last remaining detention center guard drew a stun gun from his waist and aimed and fired with trembling hands.

"Buzz... Buzz..."

The wires wrapped around Ye Xing's body, emitting a buzzing sound of electricity.

"That's it?"

Ye Xing casually brushed off the wires on his body, shook his head with a chuckle.

"This little bit of electricity is just a massage for me at most."

In the guard's horrified eyes, Ye Xing approached step by step, slowly raised his right hand, and said with a smile in his voice.

"Are we going through the process, or saving some effort?"

The guard's face showed nervousness. Without the slightest hesitation, he took off all the guns, batons, and stun guns he was wearing, and threw them all on the ground with the fastest movements since he was born.

"That's right."

Ye Xing nodded in satisfaction and smiled.

"Earning so little money a month, there's no need to risk your life. Just squat here honestly."

After saying that, Ye Xing walked forward on his own, still muttering in his mouth.

"Hmm... where is it."

After a few turns, he finally found his target in a spacious corridor.

Wearing a short kimono, her ample breasts half-exposed, her thighs slender and plump, her figure extremely hot, but with a deer-like pitiful look on her face, just looking at her could arouse the deepest desires in a man's heart. A black-haired, beautiful female ghost leaned against the wall.

"Don't... don't kill me."

The beautiful female ghost looked pitiful, her soft black hair draped from her snow-white shoulders, tears overflowing from her clear eyes, looking like a pitiful sight.

"Can you really not let me go?"

Originally hidden in the darkness, Yagami Light, who was preparing to appear, suddenly changed his mind and watched silently when he saw that Ye Xing was facing a female ghost who was completely different from ordinary evil spirits and had a beautiful appearance.

He thought to himself, judging from Ye Xing-kun's personality, although I don't want to use this word...

He's a lecher, isn't he?

Yagami Light sighed slightly, thinking that this time, the other party was probably going to fall.

While he was thinking, Ye Xing had already walked up to the beautiful female ghost, stretched out his left hand, and, like a hooligan, lifted her snow-white chin.

Seeing that her seduction seemed to be working, the beautiful female ghost hurriedly increased her offensive, looking pitiful.

"This concubine is willing to do anything. Even so, are you still going to kill me?"

"Isn't that obvious?"