Ten Minutes

"Name?"

"Age?"

"Birthplace?"

"Why did you harm those people?"

Xiao Luo was sitting with his hands in cuffs inside the interrogation room of the police station. Two policemen with very cold expressions on their faces were seated opposite him and questioning him thoroughly, They were very experienced, and the way they conducted the interrogation seemed routine to them and as natural as breathing. They quizzed him about his personal details and his version of what transpired in the kendo gym.

Xiao Luo duly provided the answers to his background, but when they asked why he had assaulted the three victims, his response was simple—these people clearly deserved it!

BAM!