The Professor's face sank, and he sneered: "Kiyotaka, this is Arakawa Ward. Every night there are cases of muggings and such. The police receive countless alarm calls every day. Do you think the police will care about your alarm text message?
"I'm telling you, their first reaction definitely won't be to dispatch officers, but to call back. When they realize the call can't go through, they'll definitely think it's a prank call and won't deal with it!"
"Besides, have you forgotten where we are right now?
This is a stopped construction site; there's no light leaking out at all. Do you think the police would mobilize a large force to climb into the construction site just for a simple alarm text message? Don't even think about it. Even if you wait a few more hours, no police will come!"
Ayanokoji understood that the Professor was saying this to comfort himself, but hearing him say it, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka indeed felt a bit uncertain.
In Tokyo, every street has a small police station, and patrol officers are on night patrol every evening. Once an alarm call comes in, they quickly rush to handle it.
Even in Arakawa Ward, it's no exception; patrol officers inspect every night. His alarm text message had been sent half an hour ago, and the nearest police station, even if walking, should have already arrived to investigate, but now there was no movement at all...
Just as the Professor said, his alarm call was very likely to be taken as a prank.
However, Ikishima Midari had a gun in her hand now, so even if the police didn't come, they could leave.
He tilted his head slightly and whispered to Ikishima Midari: "The police aren't coming now. Let's leave here first and go to a safe place before calling the police."
Ayanokoji was keen to withdraw, but Ikishima Midari shook her head at this moment and whispered, "Ayanokoji, the exit door is locked. We can't get out."
She had already investigated; the main door leading to the unfinished building's exit was locked. Otherwise, she would have certainly brought rescuers back instead of breaking in alone.
The door is locked? Then a key is needed.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka looked at the Professor, his tone softening.
"Professor, since the alarm wasn't successful, let's both take a step back. You let us leave, and I can pretend nothing happened. I won't call the police, and I won't tell Father about our conversation."
"Nothing happened? Kiyotaka, are you too naive...? You know so many things about me, how could I possibly let you go with peace of mind?"
The Professor shook his head and sighed softly: "Kiyotaka, I didn't want to come to this point with you either. As long as you agree to testify for us, I'll let you go, how about it?"
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka frowned and said, "The initiative is with us now. We have a gun, you need to be clear about that."
The Professor snorted coldly: "So what if you have a gun? Do you dare to kill all of us? Even if you leave here, you'll be locked up in prison as a murderer, and you don't want that, do you?"
"Do you want to try?" Ikishima Midari aimed the gun at his peeking head, eager to try: "I really want to try what it feels like to shoot someone!"
The Professor quickly pulled his head back and screamed in terror: "Aren't you afraid of going to jail!"
She said nonchalantly, "My father is the current councilor, and I was kidnapped. Even if I kill someone, it's self-defense. At most, it's excessive self-defense, and the most I'll get is a fine. I won't go to jail!"
Indeed, this country gives politicians a lot of preferential treatment, especially since they were kidnapped in the first place. Even if they killed all of them due to excessive self-defense, there would be no punishment. This girl certainly wasn't afraid.
The Professor had a feeling that Ikishima Midari would really shoot; she wasn't just talking.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka began to threaten the Professor: "Professor, you only have two choices now: either trust us and let us leave, or die here, and we'll step over your corpse to leave."
Before the Professor could react, Ayanokoji stretched out his finger and began counting down.
"We're only giving you ten seconds to think: 10, 9, 8, 7..."
This was a fatal countdown. The Professor had no time to think and instinctively chose the option to survive, calling out in a panic, "I understand! I'll let you go!"
...I knew it would be like this.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka seemingly gave the Professor two options, but in reality, he only gave one: let them go.
Someone who still has hope for the future will not actively choose death, let alone someone like the Professor, who harbors "ambition."
"Give us the key to the main door, we're leaving now," Ayanokoji said.
"Main door key?" The Professor looked at Ikishima Midari in surprise: "Is the main door locked? Nakamura has the key on him, why not take it from him?"
Nakamura was the name of the man who had been sitting in the passenger seat the whole way.
Ikishima Midari sneered: "Nakamura? I shot him dead. He died terribly, covered in blood. I don't want to search his body."
As she said this, she even licked her tongue, a look of unfulfilled desire on her face, as if still savoring the feeling of "killing."
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka glanced at her. She killed someone and her expression didn't even change? Ayanokoji didn't believe it when she said that.
Those two people must not be dead; they were probably forced back with the gun and locked in the next room.
The reason she didn't search him certainly wasn't because the other person was covered in blood, but because she was worried the gun would be snatched if she got too close.
Ayanokoji guessed all this and certainly wouldn't give the Professor more time to think and realize the truth.
He urged loudly: "Don't ask so many questions, quickly give us the key! I don't want to see you turn into a corpse!"
Hearing Ayanokoji's threatening words, the Professor trembled all over and, without thinking, immediately ran behind the desk and took out the key from the drawer.
"Just throw the key over!" Ayanokoji immediately said.
The Professor had stopped thinking. Hearing Ayanokoji's words, he instinctively threw the key out.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was about to step forward to catch the key, but the key was snatched mid-air by a hand—it was the tall Hagen, who reached out and gripped the key in his hand.
Ikishima Midari raised her gun at him and shouted, "What are you doing!? Give us the key!"
"I'll give you the key right now." He said, opening the hand holding the key, and walked towards the two.
"Don't come over, just throw the key over, or I'll shoot!"
Hearing this, he didn't pause but instead quickened his steps towards the two.
Without another word, Ikishima Midari pointed the gun at the Professor and fired a shot directly: "Quick, make him stop!"
The shot hit the bookshelf nearby, not the Professor, but it scared him badly. He quickly crouched on the ground, trembling behind the desk: "Hagen, stop quickly!"
This time, Hagen did not obey his command and continued to walk towards the two.
A sinister smile was on his face: "Little girl, why don't you shoot, shoot at me!"
Hagen was getting closer and closer. Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, to buy time for Ikishima Midari, rushed up and directly hugged his waist, preventing him from moving forward.
Hagen punched Ayanokoji Kiyotaka in the back. Immediately, Ayanokoji felt his breath stop for a moment, almost letting go of him.
"Shishimou, shoot!" Ayanokoji Kiyotaka lowered his head and growled through gritted teeth.
It was now a situation where shooting was unavoidable. Ayanokoji Kiyotaka could only obstruct him for a moment. If he were to reach Ikishima Midari and snatch the handgun, the situation would become uncontrollable.
Now Ikishima Midari had the ability to end the match, and Ayanokoji Kiyotaka could only rely on her.
He also believed that Ikishima Midari would not waste the opportunity he bought for her.
Hagen's punches landed on his body one after another, each blow like a heavy hammer, bringing Ayanokoji Kiyotaka immense pain, but he gritted his teeth and held on, not letting go of him.
He was waiting for Ikishima Midari to shoot.
"Shoot! You're so close, even with your shooting level, you can hit him!" Ayanokoji Kiyotaka shouted through gritted teeth.
He bent his body, exposing half of Hagen's body to Ikishima Midari, so she didn't need to worry about hitting him.
But... Ikishima Midari didn't shoot. Although she was holding the gun, a hesitant expression appeared on her face.
Hagen didn't miss this expression. He confirmed the thought in his mind, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face as he burst into laughter.
"Kid, it's useless no matter how much time you buy her. Her gun isn't loaded with live ammunition, but blanks!"
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