"What? Weren't reinforcements dispatched to protect the school?"
Hearing his subordinate's report, Inspector Megure was stunned.
When such an incident occurs, in addition to on-site evidence collection and investigation, personnel are certainly dispatched to protect the surrounding area. They even borrowed personnel from nearby areas for fear that the battle-hardened police from Tokyo would not be enough.
The subordinate was also anxious and leaned into Inspector Megure's ear.
"The personnel borrowed from Matsubushi said that those two seemed to be the ones who led people to break through police checkpoints in the Matsubushi Bk-201 incident, and while engaging in a shootout with the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department in the city, they cleared out all yakuza in Matsubushi, and even hanged their brother-in-law, who was a police inspector in the yakuza, at the villa entrance. They didn't dare to stop them, and even ran away when they saw them."
Inspector Megure's scalp tightened at these words.
He had heard of this matter, and because it involved a 'Shiki' incident, he was previously responsible for the interrogations.
But didn't the higher-ups say those two were dead?
The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is truly rotten!
Silently cursing, Megure Jusan immediately began to deploy.
"Notify headquarters to surround the academy exits! We'll go stop those people from committing crimes!
Sato, you stay here and watch the witnesses. Don't let them leave yet. We'll be back soon! First, send the injured to the hospital for treatment!"
After the deployment was complete, ambulances quickly drove into the school.
The injured here were not the Ten Elite, but the campus bullies who had been beaten by Keli and Kazuma, as well as some security personnel injured when the two hijacked a car and fled.
One of the last people to get into the ambulance seemed a bit strange. After the orderly lifted him in, he seemed to say something to the driver, who nodded in understanding.
Then, through the car door, he seemed to hear some sounds, but it was too painful to hear clearly.
He only vaguely heard something about "Ten Elite," "participating," and "be good students," and so on.
However, the orderly quickly got into the car. He anxiously spoke to the two nursing staff who had helped him into the car.
"Hey! Let me use your phone. I'm the heir to the Jun Sushi chain. I have important things to tell my family. You'll be well rewarded!"
"Hmm, yes, there's one last one on the list, the heir to the Jun Sushi chain."
The two men, who had been wearing masks and orderly hats since the beginning, ignored him and instead muttered to themselves.
"Hey! What's with your attitude? Which hospital is this ambulance from? Don't you know you're in a service profession? If you keep this up, I'll file a complaint."
Keli and Kazuma, who had grabbed two wigs from the dormitory and masks and orderly uniforms from the infirmary, blending into the rescue personnel amidst the chaos, turned their heads.
"Wh-?! You're not doctors! Ugh!"
Looking at their faces, the student, who had already been badly beaten, widened his eyes.
He now deeply realized what the woman in the news felt some time ago: after an Indian woman was raped, she was raped again in the ambulance that came to save her, and then, upon arriving at the police station, she was raped by the police. He understood what that woman felt when she saw the police start taking off their pants at the police station.
Keli took out a cotton ball and stuffed it into his mouth, soothing him gently.
"Don't be afraid, child."
"I'm a professional veterinarian. I heard you were quite active in your senior Ryouzan's Cult before. Some junior students couldn't improve their cooking skills because they lacked sacrifices, and your family has some shares in a hospital. You even proposed the constructive idea of letting those juniors pay to kill some uncared-for patients to create sacrifices."
"Come, patient, we're here to serve you now. This is the latest imported gas from our hospital. Come and try it!~"
From the front of the car, separated by the railing, the driver's voice came inquiringly.
"Hey? What's going on back there? It's already taking too long for you to go to the toilet."
"Nothing! The patient is being uncooperative and wants to end his life. We're restraining him."
"Oh! Goodness, these young people nowadays! Speaking of which, this incident is really exaggerated. I just heard that police officer say we'll have to come back later; nearly 30 students in this school have been attacked. But I don't know if it's to collect their bodies or to rescue them. Aren't these all rich young masters? The principal of this school is going to suffer!"
The driver in the front of the car sighed.
"Oh, right, I don't think I've seen you two before. Which floor are you orderlies from?"
"I'm Sato!"
Kazuma answered loudly.
"Huh! There are five people named Sato in our hospital. Which floor are you from again?"
Dozens of minutes later, Inspector Megure, with a large group of officers, mobilized all police in Tokyo to cordon off Totsuki Academy, making it impenetrable. They then began a widespread search across the mountain, but unexpectedly discovered some monster corpses, and then the matter was left unresolved. High-ranking officials from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department also went to meet Senzaemon and demanded that Tsukasa Azami, who was disembarking in Tokyo, submit to an investigation.
...
Upon reaching the hospital, Keli and Kazuma also ran wildly, disappearing into the crowd. They casually found a phone booth and contacted Nekiri Senzaemon.
Actually, Kazuma felt that since they had already given him the cold shoulder, there was no need to contact him. Moreover, he thought the old man wasn't quite normal.
From his perspective, hadn't he put two dangerous individuals who could kill in front of him, a bunch of chefs planning a rebellion, an unknown number of monsters, and his precious granddaughter all on the same mountain?
However, Keli felt indifferent about this.
"Do you really think that old man is stupid? Don't look at how he said he'd hand it over to the law for judgment; you can tell he doesn't care about the law at all.
He knows we can't harm his granddaughter, and his son-in-law and his son-in-law's subordinates can't harm his granddaughter either. And if we fight with those people, all the blame will fall on his son-in-law."
Kazuma heard this and felt there was some truth to it.
"Doesn't this mean he can also clearly see from a bystander's perspective who in the Japanese culinary world is opposing him? Maybe he'll start liquidating those people afterwards, so that after his death, his seemingly naive granddaughter can inherit the family business more stably?
Maybe because he doesn't want to harm his granddaughter, he can't do it himself, and he even hopes we can kill his son-in-law, and then his granddaughter will only resent us."
Kazuma, taking Keli's words as a possibility, further expanded on it.
"Who knows."
Keli thought for a moment; in the later parts of the Food Wars manga, after the rebellion, the traitors weren't liquidated. They graduated as usual and opened their own restaurants as usual.
Perhaps, that divine old man truly believed in the way of conflict.
After all, a rebellion occurred but there was no liquidation, which essentially told other disloyal people that the Nakiri family was a weak family that couldn't even protect its own property.
Anyway, after some negotiation, Kazuma eventually exchanged some loose change at a public phone booth to call the old man and explain that there might be trouble on his side.
"...I see. This old man has also heard some things about the school. Hmm... This old man understands. Since you two are determined to investigate thoroughly, I will send a special car to pick you up."
After hanging up the phone, Nekiri Senzaemon frowned in thought for a moment.
This incident at Totsuki Academy was too big, and he felt it was troublesome. This would greatly affect whether people would dare to send their children to Totsuki Academy in the future.
Fortunately, because the dismissal documents were so complete, those young men and women who wanted to prevent him from recovering had ensured that all current responsibilities had nothing to do with him.
20 minutes of waiting, followed by about ten hours of driving.
While Keli and Kazuma were heading to the Far Moon Resort.
A young man was playing at the Far Moon Resort with his online girlfriend whom he had met in person.
"Th-that... Asuna, isn't the room here a bit too expensive? How about we leave tomorrow after we're done playing...?"
"Kirito-kun, what are you talking about? The psychological trauma holiday the school gave us is almost over. We have to have a good time before school starts again."
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