Chapter 569 - Mash it Up (2/2)
But George would have never expected to see the most well-known members of the yakuza to lay in their own pool of blood, surprisingly alive. As they walked forward, hearing the soft groans of fallen men with one cop taking the responsibility of them at a time, George finally reached the interior of the storage unit only to find a crying bearded man, his body full of bruises and cut as he slowly crawled backward, his hands behind his back and a small group of women looking at him viciously. All of them wore tattered clothing and all of them were beautiful in their own aspects but with bloodied rods in their hands, it was a surprise that the targetted man hadn't died by now.
”NYPD! Drop your weapons!”
George shouted as he gestured his men to break the situation while he slowly made his way towards the leader of the group. And to George's horror, the crying man didn't keep his hands behind because he was cuffed, no. His palms were smashed and twisted together ina grotesque fashion with his bones carving out of his wrists. ”Call for backup! I want this place cleaned!” George commanded and looked at the only possible suspects, ”Get them clothes. I want all of them for interrogation.”
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54th Precinct.
”Jessamine, right?” In a small room with a large mirror behind the George, he placed a file in front of the brunette with a few bruises on her face. ”You've interrogated other victims, right?” The woman spat, ”Do you want first-class storytelling as to how the man assaulted all of us s.e.x.u.a.lly and abused her before—”
”I am sorry,” George cut in with a deep sigh, ”And I do not wish to interrogate you with the sole purpose of rubbing salt in your wounds. I am doing my job.”
”Your job was to protect all of us before... this happened,” The woman glared, ”Those bastards deserved this. I was in that hell for a month! A MONTH! I think my parents might have told you how the yakuza threatened us. Why didn't you follow through?” Jessamine shouted, ”Why didn't you have the guts of the same man who helped us? He didn't take those rods away from us. Equal grounds, he said. If that man hurt me then I should hurt him back, so tell me, does that make me a criminal now? An assaulter?” She looked into George's eyes as he eventually looked down and averted his gaze, ”Didn't think so. I won't talk to anyone before my parents arrive.” She crossed her arms as George nodded and stood up with shaky breathing, taking his file alongside.
”Captain?” A bespectacled man from the forensics came with a wry expression as George sighed, ”More bad news?”
”I am afraid, so. Yes.” The man nodded, ”We couldn't find any fingerprints from the steel door. Not even from the bent area with distinct imprints of fingers. It's like someone wiped it... with a vacuum. And, the way the leader's hands were mashed together, there should be a chance to find something. Anything. But it was strangely wiped clean and I don't know how because... you can't wipe mangled flesh, right?”
Hearing him, George took a deep breath as he opened the file, showing a portrait of a masked man, ”Only one described the man himself. But none of them actually stated what he did. None of them... what this man did isn't as simple as tear down an entire slavery operation but he won the victims. With monsters now threatening the city... is there a chance that equally monstrous vigilantes are also appearing?”
”I don't know boss, but truth be told, that leader was actually a surgeon so with his hands... finally lobbed off, I think that I am not wrong to feel too 'relieved'. And you shouldn't, too.” The man patted George's arm before walking away as he continued to look at the smiling portrait. Jessamine's heartbroken expression flashed before a cute blonde girl streaked past his thoughts as she giggled happily. ”I guess so...” George sighed and walked back to his office. He wouldn't be able to reach in time for dinner, after all. The reports are going to be a bitch.
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”You have a... kid? Wait, you f.u.c.k.i.e.d a dragon?!”
”Glad that someone's priorities are to the point,” Nik smiled and stood opposite to Anna. He already knew the results but still decided to satiate her curiosity as he continued to answer every one of her questions. He did 'suggest' and tweak her thoughts a little in regards to the acceptance of the situation but she remained the same and finally, when she had her fill with interrogation, she looked at Nik's crotch and muttered, ”Woah... two c.o.c.ks... that's freaky. But that way you can f.u.c.k both, me and mum...” She whispered with a glazed expression as Nik shrugged, ”After I tell Mary, of course. Now, what should we order? Mary just messaged that she's got another event to cover. You know, I just broke apart a Yakuza ring and the whole city's going to be awake tonight,” He grinned as Anna slumped back on the couch.
”Then a no to sushi.”
”We didn't have money for that either way. Thai?” Nik inquired as Anna's ears perked up, ”Shrimp soup! Extra spicy!” She squeaked as Nik dialed to the nearest Thai establishment.