I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Chapter 478: stabbed mother-in-law

"It's over, it's over! How many calls are there for traffic roadside assistance... There should be a buffer zone on this expressway, right?"

In a panic, he threw the shift lever in his hand to the back seat, and Sousuke Araki took out his mobile phone and prepared to dial the almighty 110.

The brakes failed and the truck loaded with cargo showed no sign of slowing down under inertia, and the needle on the instrument panel remained at a position close to 90 kilometers per hour.

"Woo-la... woo-la... woo-la..."

At this moment, three police cars with flashing lights rushed out of the service area he had just passed, and quickly chased after him.

"Huh? The uncle of the police finally made it in time at a critical moment. The efficiency is really touching..."

"No, obviously I haven't made the call yet!"

Just when Sousuke Araki was at a loss, one of the police cars had already arrived at the position where he was going head-to-head.

The window was rolled down, and a police officer held a loudspeaker and yelled at him in the howling wind: "We are the Shizuoka Prefecture Traffic Mobility Team, and now I suspect that you are seriously speeding and transporting illegal goods, please step aside and accept us immediately. interim inspection."

"Damn, I didn't transport illegal goods!"

Rolling down the glass window, Sousuke Araki also yelled at the police car next to him: "As for speeding...I want to stop too, the brakes failed, and the shift lever was accidentally caught by me... In short, hurry up and help Think about..."

Unfortunately, his powerless words were interrupted by the howling wind and the police horns.

"boom!"

Before Sousuke Araki could finish speaking, a fierce crash sounded from the rear of the car, and the truck body shook, rushing forward for some distance crookedly.

"Who [beep...] bumped into me, did you die?"

Sousuke Araki reacted very quickly and pulled back the front of the car that almost hit the guardrail, and couldn't help but yell at the police car behind him.

However, in the rear-view mirror, the two intact police cars behind him were still at a very safe distance from him, and it didn't look like they had just hit him.

"Bastard, do you think you can run away?!"

Seeing that the truck's speed did not drop but instead increased, leaving itself behind, the Class 9 detective who was holding a horn also began to roar in the wind.

"Wait, what is that..."

A group of detectives suddenly discovered that there was a human-shaped depression in the heavy door at the rear of the truck.

As if someone had hit it hard.

"Every group pays attention, the big truck is suspected to have been hit..."

Moving his gaze along the depression, what appeared in the detectives' spirit detective goggles was an old woman in white clothes and white hair wrapped in dark grievances.

At this moment, she was following behind the truck with a grinning smile...

"...Mother-in-law at high speed?!"

This mother-in-law with white clothes and white hair is running very erratically.

After she slowed down for a while and made a charge, she suddenly burst forward with a very high sprint speed, slammed into the **** of the truck driven by Sousuke Araki, and then repeated this action again...

"Be careful, I observed the high-speed mother-in-law, hitting the rear of the truck..."

"According to Detective Harumoto's request, unconditionally slow down!"

"Wait, her target doesn't seem to be us, try to shoot first, can't let her catch up with that truck!"

Just as the detectives took out their guns and aimed at them, another figure waving and rushing around appeared in their sight.

It was a yellow-clothed, black-haired mother-in-law who maintained a speed similar to that of a large truck, walking in the courtyard and moving at a constant speed.

"...The second high-speed mother-in-law was observed! Don't hesitate, shoot right away!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw the two mother-in-laws sandwiched between the truck and the police car, suddenly looking back at the three or two police cars behind with a "charming" smile.

"...It's too slow to die."

After saying these words disdainfully, a coquettish red glow appeared in their eyes.

"Crack...knock...knock..."

The crisp and dense sound of cervical vertebrae turning sounded on the highway.

In the three police cars, whether they were armed with guns, or the detectives who were driving seriously, all of them turned towards the rear of the car, turning their heads stiffly...

"Steady, there is no curve ahead, hurry up and slow down!"

"Bastard, did I stab my mother-in-law's nest?"

In the rearview mirror, he could clearly see the two "grandmothers" who were constantly hitting the rear of his car, and the three police cars that started to slow down in the rear. !

"...Since you got into trouble with me, then come to me and see who is slow!"

Although I don't know exactly what happened, but looking at the appearance of the police cars, it should be what happened.

In order to avoid the stalemate and cause worse consequences, he decided to first speed up the distraction of the two "grandmothers" who came to him, and then find another way.

"Boom boom boom..."

The refrigerated truck roared and completely threw off the three police cars and ran towards the endless road ahead.

When the two "mother-in-laws" saw this, not to be outdone, they repeatedly shoved the truck's buttocks and followed along.

On the road illuminated by the moonlight, there were only three police cars that were slowing down and slowly stopped, and the detectives who were full of anger but could only stare at the buttocks of the car because of their stiff necks.

……

On the Tomei Expressway, on the section between Shimada and Shizuoka, a nearly ten-meter-long refrigerated truck galloped like a runaway centipede.

In the cab, Sousuke Araki, whose face was pale, had already raised his blindfold over his forehead.

Holding the steering wheel tightly, he was looking through the rearview mirror, staring at the sides of the vehicle with out of corners of his eyes.

"Hurry up..."

On the right side of the vehicle, a mother-in-law who was shrouded in resentment and ran at a high speed would occasionally slow down a bit and fall behind, and then sprinted up with a terrifying speed.

"do not stop……"

On the left side of the vehicle is another mother-in-law running at a steady speed of about 100 yards per hour.

The two mothers-in-law, while speaking strange lines, were attacking from left to right and kept hitting the truck body.

It seems that their scarlet winks are not enough to make someone turn back~lightnovelpub.net~, so they can only use such primitive methods.

But every time it hits, the direction of the front of the car will be skewed.

Every time at this time, Sosuke Araki would turn the steering wheel in the opposite direction without knowing it, and adjust the direction that was skewed back.

This is a driving skill that can only be used by a monster with terrible intuition like him.

If it were replaced by Uncle Watanabe, who was comatose on the side, "Shuanglong of Rokko Mountain", I am afraid that he would have gotten out of the car and died in the joint service of these two mothers-in-law.

"So, the one on the right with white clothes and white hair who sprints repeatedly, is it a "sprinting mother-in-law"? "

Seeing the completely different running trajectories of the two mothers-in-law, Sousuke Araki couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth: "Then, the one on the left who maintains a constant speed of 100 yards and has black hair in yellow clothes is "Mother Baili"? ! "

Are these mother-in-laws really delineating such messy "subdivisions" in terms of trajectory, clothing color, hair color, and athletic performance based on their names?

Although these "weirds" are powerful and terrifying in appearance, for some reason they always give him the impression of "inferior products" that are shoddy artificially made from the mechanical behavior and rough details.

In contrast, Wraith appears to be more "natural, organic and pollution-free".

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