Chapter 18

                                    

                                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          
Previously:
                          
"What if we run into the enemy?"
                          
"...Terminate with extreme prejudice!" Yosano declared, gripping her left hand harder as she held onto a black handbag filled with heavy items. Walking forward, she didn't look back.
                          
"Roger!" With that, Atsushi turned and ran towards the opposite direction.
                          
Each of them left with a heavy yet strong heart. The very core objective of their own mission currently were driven deep into their minds.
                          
'A bomb threat on a train with civilian passengers in broad daylight... That's tantamount to suicide. Even for the Port Mafia, this plan's pretty bold... Or rather, obsessive. I wonder who's behind this.'
                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          


                          
3rd Person's P.O.V
                          
With the bomb threat still occurring in the current train, Yosano walked further up the train cars as people ran in the opposite direction, wanting to get further away from the conductor car at the foremost front part of the train as fast as they could.
                          
Walking into the next car in front, she slide the door open, slamming it to the side hard. Thinking of the possible answers as to why someone would do this, Yosano let her guard down for an instance. And at this instance when she dragged the door open, a lemon bomb was dropped in front of her and it exploded.
                          
Seeing the enemy detective member take the explosion head-on, the perpetrator smirked in delight. "Our warmest welcome to the decisive lady from the Detective Agency..." The perpetrator hummed out happily.
                          
Glancing at the bloodied and slightly charred up Yosano lying sprawled on the floor, his smirk widened. "... and our most regretful farewell!" He finished.
                          
Gritting her teeth together, Yosano pushed herself up from the floor with trembling hands. Blood seeped out from the cuts she sustained from the broken glass when it shattered and nicked her skin, staining her white-grey shirt a few patches of bloody red.
                          
Once her eyes laid sight on the familiar face of the Mafia, she can't help but let a grin grow and form on her lips. "Well.. Well..." She started, catching the attention of the Port Mafia bomber, "If it isn't a celebrity we have got here."
                          
"Ah? You're alive?" The bomber's smirk widened upon seeing his test subject still alive and was able to survive that bomb explosion even after receiving it head-on. "What a surprise. Ladies are so resilient these days."
                          
Standing up onto her on two feet after staggering slightly, Yosano held her ground. With her bangs covering her eyes, she replied back to his words, speaking lowly, "It is an era of equal rights for men and women. From where I stand, it's a greater surprise to find a wanted criminal like you in a place like this..."
                          
"...Motojirou Kajii(Given name , Surname)!" With that said, Yosano lifted her head and glared straight at the bomber, now known as Kajii, sitting on the train's chair in front of her. Hearing his name being called, said male stood from his seat and took a few steps forward, crushing the shattered glass on the floor with his wooden sandals and stood in front of Yosano.