Many of the commissioners at the Euthanasia Police Station were driven out to combat Megalodon of Thin Happiness. Police officers are attentively on the lookout in front of the station, including pleasure streets, factories and entertainment facilities. The manoeuvres were also on guard, and the city was wrapped in bitter air.
Originally designated as a dark city, the city's police station is staffed with selected personnel and numbers, and the city of Amusement has a particularly talented staff, so it has a high inhibitory effect on the residents of the back streets.
However, the days of nervousness reduction continue because of work that has never been experienced before, such as vigilance against religious terrorism, which may occur whenever and wherever.
Terrorists are occurring more than once, blinking the eyes of security. After that, the police couldn't handle it alone, and they also requested the backstreet organization.
"Before Liberation Day comes, all the squid followers of that Kichi sect are raging on me. I can't stop being strict every day."
A veteran detective serving in the back street squad of the Detective Division of the Euthanasia Police Department, Umezu Kwangju blurred a can of coffee with one hand.
"You want Liberation Day to come early or something. That'll make it easier."
Matsumoto, the newcomer detective, joked and said, but Umezu stares at me and looks badly out of sight.
"Well, because there's an informant in that religious group, and he's been circulating information here, I could also find out about the day of liberation and its existence. If we hadn't known about it, we'd have stayed at our usual job."
All undercover work inside the Megalodon of Thin Happiness under the guise of the incoming, came to a failure, but before doing so there was talk from the denominational side to the police and the media that they were plotting simultaneous terrorism for the day of liberation, thereby bringing the existence of the day of liberation to the public's bright light.
"Can't you get into a motorized unit or something? You have a strong voice in public opinion that wants that, don't you?
Matsumoto asks. The perimeter of the denominational facility of the Megalodon of Thin Happiness is surrounded by motorized convoys, and the movements of the believers entering and leaving are constantly checked, but those who run to religious terrorism alone, out of the eyes of its surveillance, follow.
"I can't help but tell the greats that they're breathing. No matter how many requests you make, you'll never make it through a forced investigation. So both the police and public security... Rumor has it that the Defense Department is sending assassins in arbitrarily and secretly, but it's all a payback. If Ashiya could at least move it."
"Can't you call Senior Ashiya back? There could be a massive terrorist attack, so you should give it back to Japan and make it our priority."
"The Colonial ruler's demands take precedence."
Umezu throws up abominably and squeezes a can of coffee with one hand.
"You've made a noisy world. You know, religious terrorism, what's so fun about destroying things like that?"
Matsumoto exhales loudly.
"It's not a matter of fun or anything, but if the country becomes unstable, the hearts and minds of the people will also be devastated. And at the end of the day, it's violence. There are riot demonstrations and terrorism in every country. I was wondering if that was the case because the Japanese are very dear, and you didn't seem to be. Maybe that's when we finally got to that stage."
"I don't like it. No matter how good the police are, it's hard to prevent terrorism completely."
Matsumoto's blur can also be taken as a declaration of abandonment of duty or defeat as the keeper of the law, depending on who hears it, but I think Umezu is the right perception, not so.
The suppressive effect of the law's judgment is utter powerlessness against the intent to kill, which has cast aside the protections. There is no way for a constant person to prevent it, such as a killing intent that suddenly doesn't know where it's going to come down from, and neither the law nor the legal keeper will keep it. I can't protect you. Not to mention how can we prevent the act if it is carried out simultaneously and everywhere?
The religion of Megalodon of Thin Happiness - the inexperienced madness charisma of Princess Midori - has mass-produced horrific terrorists who have also weaved their own deaths.
"I don't think terrorism is 100 percent bad. There are countries where dictators are oppressed and ethnic oppressed, and where wars are fought for the money and votes of the Gian nation, which calls the world's police. As a means of countering treason, there are aspects to terrorism. The only means of resistance left behind by a powerless minority. I still know that. But if you're being danced to just a crazy ideological group or a rotten doctrine of the crazy religion, it's hard to admit to a boulder. No, that doesn't mean I don't admit it at all either..."
From Umezu's values, it even seems to me that it is simply for the protection of the powerful that we are turning terrorism down as evil to the dark clouds. We know, of course, that terrorism will also kill ordinary people, so we are not willing to fully defend terrorists.
"I thought there was a back street, even as a jetty for those beings not to appear."
The back streets were recognized as implicit understandings in order to contain invisible violence, isolate and manage it and even elevate it to industry, but if a large number of beings emerged out of its control boundaries, its existence base would be suspicious.
"Not all of us can adapt to society. A guy who can't even get to the back of that street has reached the crazy cult, and I'll repeat the destruction. The bastards on the back street look cute."
Umezu doesn't have any worse feelings for the residents of the back street. Depending on the other party, it generally demonstrates understanding. But Takashi's perception of Megalodon is different. I can't really empathize.
"Not only the police, but all kinds of agencies are working. Rumor has it you've sent assassins from behind to the righteous secret society that manipulates the world? The Patriarch won't be able to live."
"Can't you get the rope and the assassination is the end of the line? I don't know."
"I just don't know if I can get rid of the Patriarch or stop the rumbling between the faithful who are with me, but I don't know if they know what's going on around there and are pointing assassins at me."
Ironically laughing Umezu.
"Well, then you end up without a hitter, don't you? So I figured I'd have to force the motorists to storm and rope them all in."
Matsumoto said in the words of Umezu, with his eyes rounded and in a big tone.
"Come to think of it, that's not enough. If they get released, they could be terrorized. There is no way to contain it. There's no law that can tie those people up completely without thinking about preservation and stripping them of their fangs into a society they hate."
"Then tell me what to do. Don't you have to become a missile and kill all the followers of the Megalodon of Thin Happiness?
"That's right."
Umezu lightly affirms Matsumoto's words with a true face.
"Terrorists who also throw their own lives to fight against society have no choice but to kill without question. We must not let society let go of the wild just because of its potential. We must not allow ourselves to exist. Is that what this is all about? You bet. That's common sense in the international community. But if you look at it from the international community, an insane country is Japan. It was crazy again in a different way than the terrorists - because crazy people with funny ideas have made that insanity a virtue for decades. Put the lives of your people on your shoulders. Until a little while ago, we weren't even allowed to snipe a hostage-taker, were we?
When I heard about Umezu, Matsumoto was stunned and couldn't say two words. What am I when I become a police officer to keep my citizens safe? Even though there do exist people who do harm to society, their teething and remorse for the fact that they have to look at it and pretend not to look at it and even become passive boils down to two things, and Matsumoto's expression is distorted.
"Do you want to beat them right away and be a hero to save Japan?"
I said to Matsumoto in such a tone that Umezu would teach him.
"It's our job to do whatever we can. We didn't do anything. Assuming you run into them, you don't mind if they accidentally fire and accidentally shoot the citizens before they get their hands on them, do you? This is the back street squad with everything."
Matsumoto also laughed a little soberly at Umezu, who spoke with an invincible grin.