Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

If intentional homicide is such a crime, then this level of bullying will at most result in a verbal lecture by the police and the writing of a letter of guarantee before being released.

The little boy seemed so fearless when he saw Kitahara Takashi in police uniform. Besides the well-known incompetence of Japanese police, he also knew that the police would not dare to do anything to him.

When there is no responsibility for making mistakes, it becomes easy to make them.

Don't always think that children don't understand anything.

Some kids nowadays are very smart. Maybe they don’t understand the law, but they know what is good for them.

Criminals know that they are minors and will not face any punishment, so they commit crimes more unscrupulously.

Human nature has always been a crooked piece of wood, never a blank sheet of paper. Only punishment can bring about the effect of reform.

"That's not for you to judge. You should leave it to the law."

The policewoman knew that her words were pale, but she was a police officer and she had to say it.

"You hit me!"

Perhaps because he saw someone backing him up, the little boy reacted and jumped out from behind the policewoman. He pointed at Kitahara Takashi and shouted, "Just wait, I'm going to call my dad to deal with you."

Seeing that the little bastard dared to jump, Beiyuan Zun raised his foot and kicked him without saying a word, really kicking him away and making him roll several times on the ground.

Kitahara Tsutomu strode towards him.

"Kitahara-kun, stop."

The policewoman once again stood in front of Kitahara Tsuyoshi, preventing him from getting close to the other party.

"If you don't have the courage to stand up and resist, then don't stop those who resist." Beiyuan Zun's eyes remained calm.

He didn't act on impulse.

He doesn't regret doing it.

"You can't protect him today, I said!"

The moment their eyes met, the policewoman's arm that had been stretched out to block Kitahara Takashi slowly dropped.

As Kitahara Takashi said, she did not have the courage to fight against injustice.

It was not easy for her to come to Tokyo from a remote village and finally enter the headquarters. She suffered a lot along the way.

She has a bright future ahead of her and shouldn't act on impulse.

"Thank you."

Kitahara Takashi had no intention of blaming the other party.

The other party is just an ordinary person.

You couldn't ask her to do better.

If he were an ordinary person, the best support he could offer her would probably be to cheer her on in his heart.

Fortunately, he is not an ordinary person.

When encountering such a thing, he doesn't have to stand by and watch helplessly.

This is also the reason why he has been working hard for it.

This is so that no one dares to bully him, or if he encounters something unpleasant, he has the ability to deal with it.

Kitahara Tsutomu stepped on the child who was rolling and struggling on the ground.

He dared to take action today and never thought of stopping.

In the little boy's terrified eyes, Beiyuan Zun looked down at him with a cold look in his eyes: "No need to call your father over, take me to find him."

The photographer's camera was fixed on Kitahara Tsutomu. At this moment, the words he said while stepping on the child were broadcasted almost in real time to everyone who was watching the live broadcast.

【Chao, it’s on fire! 】

[Honestly, this is much more exciting than those variety shows.]

If all Japanese police were like Kitahara Takashi, the "September 9st problem" would be greatly reduced.

What is the September 9st issue?

The September 9st issue refers to the sudden increase in suicide rates among minors in Japan every time school starts.

[Ah, why? ]

I'm afraid of being bullied again if I go back to school. I'd rather commit suicide than go back to school.

[Why not call the police? 】

Yudae, a high school sophomore who committed suicide in 21, was a victim of severe school bullying. The bullies stole his kendo uniform, manipulated his phone, changed his phone's fingerprint scanner to a senior's so he could text girls, hit him with a sponge bat, wrapped his face in tape, assaulted him with adult products, taped him to the tatami mat, and filmed and distributed obscene videos. Ultimately, the male instructor involved remains a teacher at the school. The most serious of the five students who bullied him was only charged with indecency and sentenced to two years of protective observation.

[The Minor Protection Law protects many social scum.]

There are all kinds of people on the Internet, there are supporters and naturally there are opponents.

[He's just a child, isn't it enough to educate him? ]

[Isn't this some kind of show effect?]

[Kicking a child away with one kick, is it really that cruel? ]

【Wouldn’t this teach children bad things? 】

However, these remarks were quickly greeted by relatives and friends who were fans of Kitahara Takashi.

[Your mother has taught you your whole life, but she still hasn't taught you well, you little fish?]

What show dares to do this?

[Yes, I shouldn't kick the child. I should kick you.]

My child is very sensible and can distinguish between good and evil, crab.

Kitahara Takashi's fans may be a little abstract, but their fighting power is really strong.

After all, it is for Kitahara Takashi to be able to fight against fans all over the world, so he must have strong fighting power.

"The guards are not doing well."

After finally handling the on-site security, Inspector Konoe hid in an alley, lit a cigarette, and planned to take a rest.

Before he could take a few puffs, a police inspector came running over.

"Murakami, you've followed me for so long, why are you still so impatient?" Inspector Konoe shouted in dissatisfaction.

But when Murakami handed over the phone, Inspector Konoha's pupils trembled and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground.

Volume 269: Indifferent to Life and Death

"Beiyuan, promise me you will stay calm."

"who are you?"

"It's me. I'm a guard."

"I don't know you, you called the wrong number. And you called me Inspector Kitahara, stop trying to get close to me, beep beep beep..."

After hearing the call being hung up and no matter how many times he called back, his call still didn't go through, our Imperial Guard Inspector General wanted to smash his own phone and slap himself.

You say you, why did you suggest that the Chief Inspector invite Kitahara Tsutomu, the god of plague, for such a good reason?

Now it’s good, he really thinks of himself as the chief police officer.

When you, Beiyuan Zun, brought the police to his house, did it only damage Beiyuan Zun's reputation?

No, the Japanese police's reputation was also damaged.

Today, Kitahara Tsuyoshi finished his work and left. Who will take the blame for him then?

It's me.

The Chief Inspector of the Guards felt more and more aggrieved the more he thought about it.

I'm not Tohsaka Tokito, why should I be the scapegoat?

"If I can't control you, I'll find someone who can."

Our Chief Inspector Konoha called his daughter and told her about this matter, but what he got was a nonchalant "Oh, and then?"

"Miss, don't you care about Master Beiyuan?"

"He's already causing trouble before he even married into our Konoe family. What will he be like in the future?"

"He must be taught a lesson."

Inspector Konoe hoped that the eldest lady could control this pretty boy, but he heard Yozakura Hitomi say on the other end of the phone: "In Japan, there is nothing that our Konoe family can't solve."

Inspector Konoe stopped talking.

He understood what Yozakura Tong meant: I'll protect Mr. Kitahara.

Maybe minors are powerful, but do they dare to go toe to toe with the chaebol?

Ye Yingtong really didn't believe that the law would dare to sentence Kitahara Tsutomu.

Anyone who dares to do this will be sent to meet Abe-chan next time!

*

On the road, a white Toyota Hiace was speeding along, followed by two police cars leading the way.

"Where are we going?"

The policewoman felt that this was not the way to the destination, so she turned around and asked Kitahara Takashi.

"Bring some people to the door."

Of course, Kitahara Takashi wouldn't fight without reservation.

He had already gotten detailed information about his family from the group of children.

The little boy is called Yuuta Goya, the only son in the family, and lives in Adachi Ward, which is recognized as the area with the worst security among the 23 wards of Tokyo.

The crime rate in that area is extremely high.

His father, Hewu Wu, was the leader of a violent gang of twenty or thirty people. He made a living by collecting protection fees in that area, and he would gamble whenever he had some spare money.

Because they fight so well, no one around here dares to mess with them.

"Pick someone up?"

The policewoman was wondering who Kitahara Takashi was going to pick up when the car stopped.

"Wait here and don't move!"

Kitahara Tsutomu gave some instructions, opened the car door and was the first to get out.

After a while, Kitahara Takashi got on the bus with a girl wearing a mask and a large group of people behind him.

These people are all strong and sturdy, with a ruthless look and fierce eyes. It is obvious that they are not good people.

Some of them seemed familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere.

The policewoman pondered for a moment and suddenly remembered where she had seen them before.

It’s in jail!!!

"You still have some conscience. You didn't forget me about such a fun thing."

The masked girl seemed very interested in what was about to happen, and her tone revealed her eagerness to try it out.

"No, I just want to borrow some people from you. Why are you following me?" Kitahara Tsutomu looked at Longzhu Tao speechlessly.

He originally just wanted to borrow some manpower from her, but when Long Zhutao heard that there was a fight, she followed him happily.

"Don't worry about me."

Longzhu Tao glared over.

"Okay, okay, I don't care about you, but remember to hide behind me later, okay?" Beiyuan Zun reminded.

"You underestimate me. I have learned Sanda and free fighting. You may not be able to beat me." Long Zhutao was dissatisfied with Kitahara Tun for looking down on her.

"If you don't agree, I'll leave you behind right now, do you hear me?"

"Are you ordering me around?" Long Zhutao became increasingly dissatisfied. How could the little Beiyuan dare to be so arrogant?

"Correct."