The scandalous news that the governor's son would be slaughtered by the other woman in an attempt to buy or rape him began with anonymous bulletin boards and SNS, in the form of image postings by throwaway accounts.
After the grotesque corpse pictures are posted everywhere, the police head to the Love Hotel in the form of confirmation of his body.
And before the press gets under pressure, they get into the press system. Powers to the extent of ostensibly politicians cannot do much, such as pressure on the press, but using illegal means does not mean that it is not possible at all. But if you press ahead before the pressure comes on, it's this one. The fact that information is available online earlier is also a chase for the media in this case.
But naturally, when it comes to murder clubs, which involve far more powerful powers than ostensibly politicians, etc., they are untouchable. Although one magazine published it thoughtfully a few days ago, no other news agency has tried to touch it. Things like how things are going.
The next morning, both in the sports newspaper and on the news program, it is reported that the son of Governor Taryan Tsukuba (Gumi Hidan) was killed. He was found dead in a Love Hotel and was also exposed to everything he was trying to buy a high school girl.
And then it was daytime, and the governor of Tsubasu Review held an emergency meeting. On live broadcast, it was shown.
"My son was murdered by a member of the murder club! I don't report to you that I know every media outlet, but this is where homicide club members work!
On live broadcast, a bald old governor screaming in tears.
"Are you all aware of the existence of a homicide club? As some of you know from online rumors, the Murder Club is real! People in a murder club are allowed to commit murder in disregard of the law! You may not believe it, but that kind of privileged person exists in Japan today! My son was murdered by them, so the killer will never be caught!
"Ugh... the name of the murder club is on TV news at last. Besides, it's a live broadcast, from the mouth of a person in a position called the governor. Isn't this something amazing?
Midori, who was sitting alongside Junko and watching TV in the living room of the Snow Oka Institute, says in a slightly exciting mouthfeel.
"Ahhhh... this is what happens, so I left the prominent traders and their insides out of the box."
Hands behind your head, Chunko grinning bitterly.
"What did the governor do out of his mind after a while, is give back the idea that his stupid son was murdered trying to buy into prostitution?
"Hmm, maybe that too, but I wonder if it's to keep the conversation flowing and the support rate going. If only the news of a child buying a girl would make it a scandal for the governor, but if you also showed an attitude of exposing and fighting the existence of a murder club, you would retain a little face and support -"
"Heh, you mean to use it for your own good, not for a return of interest. That's not a politician."
"Isn't there a child's revenge at first? Even politicians aren't all cold-blooded people. Still, I feel this accusation has a strong nuance for me."
"That's right."
Even when I saw the governor crying without himself or the world in front of the press, I could only see him crying a clear lie, a pure child and a mistletoe.
There was another visitor at Sanhei's apartment in Kettle Hill. Visiting today are two comrades, Lyssuzume and Haunted Town Justice. Yet another, to be visited.
"It was an unexpected development, but the effect of Mr. Kettlehill's accusation in a magazine beforehand is also significant."
Refers to the meeting of the governor during the day, justice says. Topics on the net are now the meeting of the governor's tears and the homicide club.
"Even though I'm left to luck, this kind of lucky chain action can happen, so every hand I can hit is something I can hit. You think I'm gonna make a basement that's easy to get lucky with?"
I didn't particularly pride myself on hearing the pot hill dialogues that spoke pale, and justice came with the word hundred wars smelting in the back of my brain. I wonder if the man in front of me is quite crooked around the training ground.
"It also seems like a good breeze is blowing, but I don't know how the enemy will move with this. Do you want to dive in for a while or do you want to put your back in and resist? Usually the former, but given the character of the owner, the latter can also be present"
"Definitely the latter"
To the words of Kettle Hill, the lysuzume says it as if it were an arm-wrapped pose. I've been in this pose ever since I got here.
"That's the kind of woman I've looked into as far as someone named Junko Yukioka. Besides, he's from the U.S. Party. Sticky. You better be ready."
"Right."
Regardless of the rice, Pot Hill listens to the opinions of the rice squirrels.
That's when the ringing bell rings. The raid is also alarming, and the lying beard sets up.
It's me.
"Open Now"
Reacting to the voice across the door, Kettle Hill opens the door.
What showed up was a beautiful little boy about junior high.
"Aizawa Makoto. I'm counting as a combat personnel at once. We've already buried many of our homicide club members, especially the nasty ones, in the dark."
Towards justice, Kettle Hill introduces the boy. But I already know him. When I met with Reisuzume at the lab, I really met him.
"And it is also near Junko Yukioka. I mean, I don't like what she does, so she joined this faction. They also provide a lot of information."
After further introduction to Kettle Hill, justice surprised the boulders. I'm also surprised that people in that position are on our side, but I'm also surprised that Pot Hill trusts them.
"Regards,"
"Say hello."
Justice and Truth with short greetings.
Then the four of them had a conversation about the governor's meeting for a while, but eventually touched on the six members who had visited the other day at Kettle Hill.
"I've been following the back streets, and I've been deeply involved with the residents of the back streets, and I've seen many types. So whether you're a backstreet dweller or not, you can see that this guy is just stretching out and he's supposed to be on the street, or even the backstreet dweller is going to fall on the backstreet sooner or later."
Mainly aware of the truth, Kettle Hill was talking.
"Four of those six are attributes on the face. Even if you belong to an organization called the Murder Club. But...... that kid named Ryujiro Suzuki is different. That's a completely backstreet attribute."
"I think so too."
I really know about Ryujiro. That boy, who was always loving and had somewhere where he seemed to have reached an age disproportionate, was seen as the type that would not fit on the surface no matter what.
"What about the other one?
Justice asks. I was anxious that it might be table mill.
"It would be Dawn Yu"
Before Kettle Hill spoke, turning ahead and saying the truth, Kettle Hill nodded with a strange look on his face.
"I... am going to be confident in the eyes of seeing people. I've seen a lot of people. There were many very distinct personalities, especially in the back streets. And very rarely even in such back streets, I see a clue that I don't think of myself as a person, a demon or a monster. Yes, like your lord Junko Yukioka... I also felt something of the same quality in the child named Yu. Something bottomless... I got that impression, like someone who had to be in the shape of a person."
"It's not that big of a deal, but I feel like I care too. You look like that, you're a cutter inside."
Truth is, I don't tell you why I care, in front of the pot hills. Junko obviously regards Yu as a special member. Sometimes the person tells me that he preferred to establish a murder club, and it can be taken for granted, but it is the part where he is truly most concerned about what kind of interaction he has had with Junko and for what purpose he has created such an organization.
Four hours after the governor's meeting. The usual faces of the 4: 30 p.m. Murder Club group, when the sun slanted, were gathered in the luxury apartment to Azit.
It is already known among the six that the Governor exposed the existence of the Murder Club on live broadcasts, and that its origin was last night's revelation of Mitsuko.
"I talked to Junko, and he blamed me for the special measures."
And, Yu reports.
"Shouldn't I blame you?
Kuniko stares at the sarcastic sharp one.
"Don't treat things the same way you lend them easily. Did you become addicted to murder?
I take that gaze flat, and Akeichi says it off.
"Shit, yes, yes, I'll reflect. I won't do it again. Is this it?
Apologize without any shards of sincerity, and face Pupu sideways.
"What happens now..."
"What happens..."
I look anxiously at each other, Takuma and Kishifu.
"I'm worried about what's gonna happen, but we have to figure out what we're gonna do."
Yu says as he sees Ryujiro. The other Ments are watching favorably.
"That, of course, will be looking good for a while. I'd rather not move so badly right now."
"It's a tough call."
Rather, it was the only one that I thought was with Ryujiro when I heard Yu's words.