The night in Shibuya District was not so quiet.
As one of the wealthier areas of Tokyo's twenty-three wards, the steady flow of traffic in Shibuya District continued even at one or two o'clock in the morning.
And today... the sense of liveliness was far beyond any ordinary day.
The flashing blue and red police lights and the piercing sound of police sirens announced the unrest in this place.
Police lines were drawn, and officers carrying riot shields and wearing bulletproof vests stormed into the No. 3 commercial building next to Miyashita Park.
Soon after, intense gunfire erupted from within.
But the gunshots quickly died down, followed by a heavy silence.
The whole process took just ten minutes, astonishingly quick.
But upon further consideration, it made sense.
The human body is exceedingly fragile; the kind of thug who can take a dozen bullets and still clutch a gun to continue raging is simply not possible.
