"Huff... huff... Let's see where you can run!"
Watanabe Shun propped his hands on his knees, panting heavily. He had just finished drinking, and his body couldn't quite handle the sudden intense movement.
Patrol Police Rokurou was doing okay; he held a pair of handcuffs, slowly approaching the office worker: "Sir, please cooperate with our investigation..."
Before he finished speaking, the office worker suddenly turned around, climbed over the railing, and stood at the edge of the bridge, shouting 'gaga'.
Patrol Police Rokurou was startled and quickly tried to dissuade him: "Sir, don't get excited—"
Watanabe Shun reacted faster, he didn't waste time with words, instantly lunging forward; the office worker also didn't waste time, turning around, spreading his arms, and leaping into the air!
Clang!
Watanabe Shun grabbed the hem of the corduroy jacket, the office worker's body swept in an arc, slamming hard against the bridge wall, dangling in the air struggling.
