Chapter 750 The phenomenon of human-to-human transmission in Karasawa
“Matsuda——!”
Hearing the sound that quickly disappeared into the crowd, the man standing in the crowd turned his head warily and looked left and right. Look, and then looked away suspiciously.
This is a very familiar name. He knows clearly about the ghosts he created through TV, so of course he has heard of similar names.
Perhaps it was for this reason that at a special time like today, a surname that was obviously common enough caught his attention.
He turned his head and continued to follow the excited crowd. The peripheral vision of his eyes always stayed on the periphery of the crowd, the vehicles parked outside the closed railings, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually widened.
He was waiting, waiting, waiting for a gap.
Looking for a vulnerable, lonely lamb so that you can easily end its life and tear apart its flesh and blood is a hunter's instinct.
It’s time to start harvesting again, and his carnival is about to begin.
The scene last time was a bit rushed. It was a pity that I couldn't have a good time with those sanctimonious police officers. I hope this year's celebration will satisfy them.
The man whose attention was always focused on the outside of the crowd did not realize that as his mood gradually became higher and higher, more and more eyes in the crowd in his field of vision moved towards his face, and some weird tearing feeling was slowly eroding away. .
The story of the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind is unfolding on this day filled with colorful ribbons and flowers.
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“What’s wrong with Officer Sato? She looks so sad.”
I saw a lost Miwako Sato standing on the street from a distance, looking at Seeing the crowd in front of them unable to recover, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya asked the classmates around him in a low voice.
Having had many interactions with these police officers and gradually becoming familiar with them, he gradually realized how much weight of relatives and colleagues Sato Miwako carried on her young shoulders. No one could deny that she was a respectable young police officer.
"...The fax we received is very similar to what we received in a case we handled three years ago." There was no resentment on the face of Rensaburo Shiratori, who was pushed aside by her, " We dressed up in disguise today because we were worried about being recognized by the gangsters."
"The criminal who has been at large for three years? Is it the one you mentioned before..." Conan, who had heard about it at the dinner table. The response was very quick, "Has the prisoner made any movement again?"
In addition to conforming to the characteristics of conventional serial bombing attacks, this bombing case also has a distinctive feature, that is, the prisoner was obviously targeting the police. Similar to the case that occurred in the stadium this morning, as long as public safety is used as a threat, the more dedicated and dedicated the police are, the more likely they are to suffer casualties in such cases.
The police officers who died one after another at the hands of this person are enough to illustrate this problem. They dressed up in disguise, probably considering that the criminal had a high probability of knowing their colleagues who had died.
"So, has that guy made any new moves?" Conan instinctively looked at the crowded, dark crowd, and his brows suddenly tightened.
It is paradoxical, it is a fax that is suspected of being a threat but does not give a clear message. Compared with the team's victory after three years, the excitement and enthusiasm of the crowd are extremely high. No one dares to say that nothing will happen, but in the Before there are definite clues, direct evacuation or stopping the march will face equally huge resistance.
It is completely deliberately playing tricks on the police, wasting police resources, and even suspected of diverting their attention from the real target.
However, the police who understood all this could only jump in with their eyes closed. This was a conspiracy of malicious calculations against kindness.
Another vicious design.
"Everyone has been patrolling for a while, but there hasn't been any movement. It's hard to say, but it might be a prank created by someone with knowledge of the situation." Rensaburo Shiratori crossed his arms and breathed out heavily, "We can only be careful first."< br>
It was a great day for everyone, but they had it so hard. Searching for a lesson was not an easy job.
Conan looked at Miwako Sato, who was slowly coming back to her senses. She was holding on to the street lamp, lowering her head, as if she was trying to adjust her emotions, and her mood could not help but fluctuate.
Realize now, just for Miwako Sato, the sacrifice of her father, the former boss and team members who died one after another in the Fuudo Kyosuke case, died at the hands of bombers three years ago, still remain today. Matsuda Jinpei, whom Miwako Sato can't let go...
Miwako Sato is still very young, but the road under her feet is already stained with so much blood. Where are the other police officers?
"Actually..."
Seeing his sudden voice, Haihara Ai turned her head and looked at Conan, fully expecting him to have something to say about this case.
"...actually, if you think about it carefully, calling the detective the savior of the police is a bit too joking and a bit too arrogant." The world's top high school student detective said this, "Compared to a simple There are far more responsibilities and dangers in front-line work than in solving crimes.”
“It’s rare to be so humble,” Haiyuan Ai shook his head, “But what he said makes sense.” >
It’s just that he’s a bit sober, which is not his style.
Usually you can only see it when you make a decision without hesitation or show your resourcefulness. The charm of wisdom rarely transcends age and experience, and it was revealed in this emotion.
"If it were me... forget it." After thinking about it, Conan stopped his thoughts and just concentrated on observing the bustling streets.
Faced with the answers delivered by others with their lives, a frivolous assumption seems so feeble.
Let’s use practical actions to protect what they are trying their best to protect.
Haihara Ai looked at the figure of Sato Miwako slowly walking back after adjusting her condition, and sighed silently in her heart.
She, who pays close attention to all progress in the laboratory, now knows that when Karasawa suddenly exchanged identities with Hoshikawa Teru in the morning, he actually rushed back to the base to witness Matsuda Jinpei's awakening.
This phantom living in everyone's past has broken through the smoke and dust of the explosion and returned to the world.
I hope everything in three years will be what he wanted to see back then.
While several people here were immersed in emotion and speculation, Miyamoto Yumi quietly retracted her head from the car window and secretly sent a message to Takagi Wataru.
【You haven't arrived yet? Things have changed! Regardless of whether you're here or not, hurry up and put away your wigs and stuff! If Sato goes berserk after seeing you, don't blame me for not warning you! 】
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“She feels quite sad.” After noticing the approach of Sato Miwako, he picked up Matsuda Jinpei and ran away without any explanation. Morofushi Kagemitsu confirmed that they were completely out of Sato Miwako’s sight. , then turned to look at the slightly embarrassed Matsuda Jinpei.
Being unprepared and being lifted off the ground by a circle of surrounding Phantom Thieves - especially when three of them were still dressed in women's clothing - Matsuda Jinpei felt a little confused and stepped on it again. Return to solid ground, and your IQ will recover after grounding.
This group of people is really...
Matsuda Jinpei, who was speechless for a few seconds, also looked in the direction of Sato Miwako. However, as the crowd squeezed, the street corner was completely submerged. Among the strange figures, the expression of the policewoman standing there could no longer be seen clearly.
"I think I should say sorry." Matsuda Jinpei sighed without looking back in that direction.
"Sorry, this matter is not your fault. No one wants to see the sacrifice." Zhu Fu Jingguang observed his expression and said slowly.
"I mean, I want to apologize for hiding it later." Matsuda Jinpei shook his head, "I think I should have left a big shadow on her, but it seems that now I can only let her continue. I’m so sad.”
“Oh? Isn’t it because of the teasing you sent to others before you died?” Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows and bumped his shoulder, “Death is so close. The last thing you did was to leave a text message like that to others. That will cause them a lifetime of trouble, you guy."
"I'm going to die, just be a little willful. Can't the last contact leave some traces of his existence?" Matsuda Jinpei tilted his head, "I'm not lying, I really like girls with her personality."
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In order to resurrect his friend, Zhufu Jingguang, who had thoroughly understood each other's preferences in all aspects, glanced at her sideways: "I understand, I understand, you may not have a deep affection for her, you just like the kind of person who can point your nose and talk to you. "The noisy mature sister."
"Hey, you're talking like this is some weird habit..." Matsuda Jinpei was not annoyed by his words. After all, he just prefers the eldest sister, and has never really had any romantic relationships with the opposite sex. Is it better than falling directly in love with Zero, who is from the mother's family? At this point, the eldest brother does not talk about the second brother.
Moreover, although Sato Miwako was 25 years old at the time, her performance in the workplace was still that of a young and impulsive newcomer. Her style was actually a bit green, which was not entirely to his advantage. ball area.
As if seeing through his divergent thinking, Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his eyebrows: "Now you are 26 years old and she is 28. After all, don't you have more ideas?"
Recalling Karasawa's joke about congratulating you on being three years younger than Rei Fukiya and getting younger as you live, Zhufu Jingguang blurted out his hell joke, causing several teammates who were keeping quiet to listen to their bickering to cough a few times.
"Pfft, cough... Sorry, sorry, you continue." Miyano Akemi, who was not tense, waved her hands and pulled the mask on her face tighter.
I feel that this is the right thing for Karasawa to say, it is very similar to the black humor that the other party can tell.
Sure enough, Tangze can be regarded as a symptom, very contagious.
Matsuda Jinpei, who was choked by Zhu Fu Jingguang's hell joke, was stunned for a moment, and then he hit him back with his elbow in a dumbfounded way.
According to Jing, they are indeed planning to bring back Hagi and the squad leader, and even the squad leader's girlfriend who died due to a related tragedy. According to this calculation, Hagi will be half a round younger than them...
< br>"So, are you still not going to meet her?" After the laughter, Zhu Fu Jingguang asked seriously, "As long as you think it is reliable enough, in fact, no one objects to having a few insiders outside the group."
Just like Tang Ze said to him before, their resurrection from the dead is a secret that must not be disclosed at will, but just the fact that they are still alive in the world, Tang Ze will never let them know if they want to. It will prevent them from contacting their old friends.
If Matsuda Jinpei really wants to meet Miwako Sato and let her know that she is not dead, no one will object. Instead, they will help him plan closely and try to find a balance for him. method.
"Still not." Matsuda Jinpei answered quickly this time, "I have caused enough trauma and pressure to her, and I should not disrupt her life anymore."
Miwako Sato now has a more mature appearance, can cope with work more freely, has more admirers and friends, and has already formed a stable social circle.
And while he accepts the miracle, he will also bear the price of this cause and effect. It may be difficult for him to walk in the world with his own appearance again in this life.
For each other, they are both people stuck in the past and should not cause more trouble to each other in the future.
"Besides, there are things in front of us that we should pay more attention to." Matsuda Jinpei ended his short sigh, and his eyes passed through the barriers of the crowd and stabbed in a certain direction in front of him.
"Officer Takagi's car is about to arrive." Naomi Asai, who was playing with his cell phone with his head down, said, "The criminal is about to take action."
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“That guy is finally here.” Seeing a familiar vehicle from a distance, Miyamoto Yumi breathed a sigh of relief.
Miwako Sato's mood was obviously not right. She wanted to get out of the car and grab her best friend to comfort her. However, she was still on duty and couldn't abandon her work and concentrate on personal matters. Rensaburo Shiratori, who was standing on the side, racked his brains but could not ease Miwako Sato's mood.
Now she can only hope that Takagi Wataru can bring some new changes.
Unlike Shiratori Rensaburo, Sato Miwako has agreed to Takagi Wataru's dating request more than once. In terms of heart-to-heart distance, Takagi Wataru must have gone one step further.
Throwing his sunglasses on the passenger seat in a panic, Takagi Wataru tightened his tie to the point of strangling his neck, then opened the car door anxiously and got out of the car.
Considering today's incident, although Takagi Wataru had not come when the case occurred three years ago, it was impossible for the bomber to know him, so Megure Thirteen did not ask him to disguise himself, but he still thought about it seriously for a long time. How to change your image.
Today is a different day for Sato Miwako, and this case is also a different case for her.
Miyamoto Yumi knew about the text messages in her best friend’s phone that had not been deleted for three years, and also knew about her old car that had been discontinued. She knew very well how nostalgic and heavy-minded her best friend was, so she encountered Tangle After Takagi Wataru, he boldly gave the suggestion to dress up like Matsuda Jinpei.
But now that it was proven to be a bad idea, he could only hurriedly comb his hair again, trying not to let Sato have any negative emotions because of him.
Maybe I can't stimulate her at this time. If it's not a good question, let alone the relationship or not, the person may be directly blocked by Sato Miwako.
"Takagi..." Sato Miwako, who reacted slowly, saw Takagi Wataru walking over. She was stunned for a moment, and her stiff back relaxed slightly.
She can always draw some stable energy from this considerate, upright, and somewhat green guy.
Sometimes this reminds her of Matsuda Jinpei, and sometimes it reminds her of more people. All in all, Takagi Wataru is a presence that makes her feel relaxed and comfortable.
At this moment, her emotions that were stretched to the limit needed such a gap.
"I seem to have seen Matsuda." After blurting out these words, she slowly exhaled the breath that she was holding on to.
The figure disappearing in the Ferris wheel car at dusk is not only an important memory that she cannot forget, but also a key scene that is replayed in her nightmares, making her often wake up in melancholy and sadness.
I won’t admit my mistake, she thought.
But he had died long ago, and he left in front of her under her prayerful gaze. Now this feeling is so absurd.
"Don't worry, my spirit is normal." Before her worried colleagues and friends spoke, she waved her hand and said proactively, "Maybe it's because of today."
"Sato, do you need to take a rest? Your condition is not very good." Seeing the slightly deformed blond wig being held in her hands, Takagi Wataru said worriedly, "You will continue to be on duty."
"...It's okay, I'm fine." Sato Miwako closed her eyes and slowly put the things in her hands back on her head.
The closer this day comes, the more likely it is that she will have to face that abominable prisoner, and the less able she is to lose control of herself.
If you fall into an emotional breakdown and think about yourself, that guy will succeed.
In the eyes of all the insiders at the scene, she stood up straight again and walked in the other direction without looking back, causing the remaining people to exchange worried glances.
Karasawa's gaze went beyond Takagi Wataru's uneasy expression and went directly to his car parked across the street.
Vehicles parked near the edge of the crowd would occasionally be slightly covered by the gathering crowd. Of course, the noisy parade would not be able to pay attention to such small issues as whether it hindered police patrols.
This is an opportunity to take advantage of.
Karazawa raised his hand and squeezed the small round hand on Noah's left side hanging on the side of his commuter bag, sending a prepared signal.
"The criminal has started to take action." Tang Ze said in a weak voice, "Noah, the palace information has begun to be prepared. Inform Brother Chengshi to take action directly. Please ask Sister Junhui to assist. Others follow. ”
The Phantom Thieves, who had been well prepared, did not move from their original positions in the crowd, and acted individually according to the original plan.
After receiving a clear signal from Zhufu Jingguang, Matsuda Jinpei couldn't wait any longer.
So, twenty minutes later, when Takagi Wataru, who was preparing to move the car according to Miyamoto Yumi's request, walked to the car door, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind the mailbox on the roadside.
"Eh...?" Turning his head, he saw the face of a strange curly-haired man. Takagi was stunned for a moment. Before he could ask the other person's purpose, a loud noise came.
He turned back hurriedly and looked back.
His car was lifted up by the huge air wave and exploded without warning.
(End of this chapter)