The two detectives, Umezu Kotomi and Matsumoto Fumi, who had pulled over on the road on the side of the entrance and exit from the site of the Megalodon of Thin Happiness and were asking about the church, were keeping an eye on the gate leading from the inside of the car to the church grounds.
"Hey, I got you."
Make sure one believer comes out of the gate, and Umezu starts the engine on the car.
Wait for the faithful to leave the gate somewhat before driving. The main road will continue for a while, so it is impossible to lose sight of it.
Pull over beside the faithful. When the faithful turned their gaze suspiciously towards the car, the rear door opened and Matsumoto grabbed the faithful in a gesture he was accustomed to and pulled into the car.
"Hey, what is it! You guys!
Believers who wolf and scream with a pulled look.
"Yes, check the bag at once. I don't have to."
Without having to be told by Umezu, Matsumoto is opening the mouth of the bag that the believer was lowering from his shoulder and peeking inside. Firearms, tear gas, knives and even grenades that were difficult to obtain in the back streets could be confirmed.
"I even came as a leader on Liberation Day - I know. Well, it's a minimum promise as a police officer, not until I confirm it."
Riding himself out of the front seat, Umezu stares at the frightened believer's face up close.
"Are you a curse to society? You want me to break it?
Umezu's question changed the expression of a frightened believer. Anger and hatred come to light.
"Oh...... I'll break it, I'll break it"
Believers groaning with curse.
"You came out with that intention?
"Yes."
"How?
"I shoot my gun all over the city until I run out of bullets, and then I stab him with a knife. If they tried to seize me, they were going to resist with grenades and tear gas and kill a little more humans"
Believers honestly answered everything, whether they perceived it knowing it was the police, or whether they thought they could escape from here.
"For example, if we let you go here, would we execute it?
Even though he knows it's a stupid question, Umezu confirms based on the same steps as usual.
"Do"
"Aren't you willing to reconsider?
"None"
"Ahhh. Then bye."
Umezu pulls out a silencer-poking pistol and pokes it at the believer's head. Shortly after the expression of the faithful caught on to fear again, it sounded like air, and the faithful collapsed.
This is the fifth man.
I put the gun down, and I'm just heading back to the front seat, Umezu.
"Are you sure it's okay? This Way."
Matsumoto said with a non-floating face as he cleverly stuffed the faithful 'bodies in the seat, despite the narrow car. In fact, it is prepared by spreading it in advance at your feet, and I have devised a way to be able to work well for it.
"If you don't like what I'm doing, you can always fall apart. I plead guilty, and I am punished for spoiling. If only you'd let me rip you off."
Umezu says so in a mild tone.
"If they let one of these guys go wild, that's how many people die. Before we do that, we have to make a little mistake. Oh, that's the dimension that fewer people will be killed. I know it's beyond the boundaries of the law, and I'm not ashamed of one thing I'm doing. If one of them is a backstreet murderer, we always kill him before we arrest him. That's not the same thing."
"Me too... that's why I'm here. I don't know if there's any other way."
"Did you come up with something else? Then don't hesitate to tell me. Let's go that way."
"No......"
Matsumoto stuck in words.
"If not, let's just do what we can. I'm sure of it. We have to do this in vain."
Matsumoto also squeezes his expression and nods at Umezu, who speaks in a powerful tone.
"We're supposed to have a motorist on board by Liberation Day, right?
"That's where I want to do it, and the plans are underwater. Even if the upper management is being manipulated, the entire police force is not being suppressed. It's supposed to move downstairs, discretionarily. Gather in secrecy, break in, take control. They're armed, too, so it'll be a pretty fancy donkey. The truth is, it's best to let them go in now, but it's taking some time to work together because of the subdued upper layers. I was wondering if you'd be ready before Liberation Day. Honestly... strictly."
"If the patriarch can manipulate even politicians and high-ranking officials, isn't it surprising that the motorists can also brainwash?
"That's where you're worried. Well, I don't think we can all brainwash, but if the Commander class gets mind-jacked, it'll be a big mess."
Umezu whisks his eyebrows. Thingly's response to megalodons is no longer functioning properly due to the inertia that the upper layers are also brainwashed by the power of alien powers at the moment. It seems that the countermeasure headquarters will not be set up, and it is only moving secretly because of its will.
"There is a strong bond in the city centre itself. Spiritual defense is a guy. Otherwise, you'd be able to easily assassinate or manipulate dignitaries with the power of an incompetent surgery. It's not just Japan, it's all over the world, and it's the same for a long time. And the patriarch here even broke through that powerful juncture, interfering with the spirit of the great men. I mean, aren't you more powerful than some of the best magicians in Japan?
"You know a lot about it. Talk about such a suspicious world."
Matsumoto gives an impressive voice. There are personality problems, but I felt an odd gap in what the elderly Matsumoto was familiar with and talking about.
"When you're involved in a backstreet case, you often come into contact with paranormal areas. It becomes more familiar with nature. You'll have many opportunities like that ahead of you. I don't want to get involved as much as I can."
I remember many of the incidents I had ever been involved in as I spoke, and Umezu spilled a bitter laugh.
"Ugh, after all those people killed already. Ah. That was awkward."
Midori, who was splitting a piece of his spirit from his chamber and flying outside the church grounds, spilled an invincible grin out of the gap of his fingers when he saw Umezu kill the first believer in full swing, and wondered if he had raised an unrestrained voice with his face restrained by his hand.
"It was too late to notice."
"You didn't know until they killed a lot of people? You?"
Apricots sitting next to Midori, sleeping in large letters on the bed, asked unexpectedly. Though I thought I knew all the movements of the faithful when they were connected to their hearts.
"Midori doesn't know all the moves of believers, either. I don't always have a spiritual connection with all my followers, and I can't have so many spiritual divisions of my own."
Seeing the apricot question, Midori said.
"This is the guy who guided us inside the Order."
To Midori's words, the heart of the apricot rang loudly for a moment, but only for that moment was it upset, and it regained its calm immediately.
"You mean there's a traitor?
Apricots asking in a sober tone. Nothing. Apricots didn't betray you and leak information, but I have an idea. Midori has the power to read his mind if he cares, but he says he will not use his power against those close to him, and he has nothing to worry about around. I wish I believed Midori's valve.
"He's missed out on guys shopping outside, but he seems to be being targeted and killed at pinpoint by just a group of people who advance and terrorize without waiting for Liberation Day, huh? I mean, I-I mean, there's someone in the church who's been spreading information to the police, right? Are you the one who's going to buy it out or the one who's going to terrorism? If you're an insider, you can easily check your identity."
"I see..."
It was an apricot that did not seem easy to distinguish between the first group and those who did not, but I think it might turn into a snake when I penetrate it, and I hammer it appropriately.
"I was wondering if I could do anything about public servants if I suppressed them up there, but I guess I was licking them a little too much - this. I didn't expect the bottom end to be arbitrary and do all that - um, up and about. I'm ready for my neck, I'm moving purely with justice, and the police didn't throw it away ~. Nice, do it by the way - goodbye ~"
It is not a noise where there are no guns, such as hostility to the police agencies of a single country itself, and thinking about fighting is not a noise where boldness is invincible in itself, but Midori performs it flatly. Apricots felt that her very existence was distant from reality.
"I don't feel comfortable, but I don't know what else to do. Let's ban some non-believers from going out until liberation day, yeah, let's do that."
"Can't you manipulate that police officer's mind?
"I wonder if one is possible but the other is difficult. I think I have guts."
Midori rises and leans perfectly against the apricot to sweeten. Apricots spill a smile and gently stroke Midori's cheek.
"What do you do with traitors?
I was hesitant to ask, but it's unnatural not to ask, and most importantly, I had a desire to know, so I'll touch it.
"Huh. I'm not going to find out, I'm not going to blame you, or make you stop. Let it go. We're doctrines about doing what we want to do the way we want. Betrayal is good again."
With that said, I showed my teeth and laughed, and the apricots relieved me, but also made me anxious in a different way. I was wondering if Midori's well-said breadth of measure, or worse, absurdity, would result in fatal injuries to her.