Chapter 759: Explosion after Explosion
When he opened his eyes blankly, Yoji Motohashi instinctively raised his hands to cover his eyes from the direct sunlight. It took a lot of effort to recognize that he was lying on the ground. In your own apartment.
He stared straight ahead with weak hands and feet. His face did not improve in any way because of the relatively safe environment. On the contrary, it became paler with the silence around him.
He was like a frightened bird, his eyes moved around nervously before hesitatingly sitting up.
It is not a matter of his mental state now. Under the attack of successive horrific dreams, his sanity has long been gone.
I don't know if it was the effect of the medicine given by the psychiatrist, or his attempt to use medicine to eliminate the hallucinations angered the attacker. After swallowing the pills, his severe auditory and visual hallucinations suddenly changed their course.
If the previous attacks were intensive strafing, which kept making him see visions of the policemen he killed three years ago and the flames of bombs, after taking the medicine, the scenes he experienced suddenly became more terrifying. , and also more hidden.
The reflection in the mirror will have a different expression than his, and suddenly change into another look. Things he touches may suddenly appear blood stains at any time, even if he is just walking, the ground will suddenly change. Covered with sharp thorns, the severe pain from the sharp metal piercing into the soles of his feet made him scream in agony, to the point where he almost alerted the neighbors to call the police...
This is the person from the "Phantom Thieves of Heart" who made criminals kneel down. Begging for mercy and confessing everything about the past?
His painful and fragile spirit screamed unwillingly in his brain.
Using such despicable means to defeat someone, those guys, those guys...!
"I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry first."
Just when Yoji Motohashi was about to throw away the things at hand, a slightly joking voice said There was a sound beside his pillow.
He turned his head sharply and looked at the source of the sound, his bloodshot eyes filled with rage and hostility.
That's his mobile phone on the bedside.
"Because you are still anxious later."
The speaker played the last half of the sentence. Yoji Motohashi grabbed the phone and was about to click on the call or anything else, when the threat of conflict came. , or when his hallucination roared or something, he suddenly realized with horror——
He turned off his mobile phone before going to bed last night.
Just when his body was stiff and he was holding the phone and not knowing what to do next, a human silhouette suddenly appeared on the black screen of the phone.
With his mind in a state of confusion, Motohashi Yoji thought this was some kind of remote control video or picture, so he frantically pressed the power button several times.
The next second, his phone turned on under his control.
His mobile phone was indeed turned off before.
The shadow on the screen seemed to be placed in front of all the pictures and cast directly on Motohashi Yoji's retina, still walking forward leisurely.
"Yoji Motohashi, you probably feel that you have become our 'target', and you will soon have to 'change your mind' in humiliation under torture, and seek asylum by bowing your head to the police you despise most..."< br>
Speaking of this, Shadow’s footsteps paused.
"...You really think too highly of yourself. Some people are not worthy of repentance."
At this point, the joking, smiling voice completely dropped, and a cold temperament emerged from it. came through in his words.
“I heard that you are a genius in bomb making. Seven years ago, you relied on self-study and patchwork of materials to make a powerful enough plastic bomb. I am very curious about this. I must know that you You don’t mind having your professional skills tested by professionals, right?”
Motohashi Yoji, who was staring at the screen of his mobile phone, felt nervous when he heard this, and then it seemed as if the fog in front of his eyes was suddenly lifted. Generally speaking, I finally noticed the ground outside the bed in the bedroom.
Some rough electrical tape and wires were randomly exposed there, with his bed as the center of the circle, as if a magic circle was drawn. Together with pressure plates, photoresistors and other components, it formed an area of space. A very large circuit.
At the outermost edge of the circuit, close to the balcony, was a metal block whose size made Yoji Motohashi tremble with fear.
No matter how you look at the length, width and height of that thing, it is almost the same as his favorite time bomb.
“This is your favorite design. I appreciate guys with personal taste, so I choose to respect your setting. All materials, including the bomb itself, come from your own inventory. It's something you are very familiar with, but we put a lot of effort into setting it up. This is fair, right?"
"...You, you..." How many times do you want to curse? Yoji Motohashi, who was swearing a lot, glanced at the lines on the ground. He didn't dare to say the next curse word. He just responded with an angry tone, "You are just colluding with the police by using unsavory lynching torture." ..."
"You don't really think that your skills are better than the police, do you?" The figure on the phone interrupted his resentment in surprise, "My purpose is not to tell you that we are better than you. ——Everyone knows that we are better than you, and there is no need to prove it. I just want to tell you that you can hurt others not because of your level, and you are not a genius to be proud of. You just have no bottom line. "
The figure on the phone slowly enlarges, as if it is getting closer and closer to the "lens".
The voice of the voice also changes with the figure, and gradually becomes like a whisper, or the low hissing sound of a snake.
"When you meet an opponent with no bottom line, how much better can you be than the police you look down on? I'm curious. So——"
"Iwanttoplayagame."
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Matsuda Jinpei watched Karasawa chattering on his phone for a long time. In the end, his whole body was almost glued to the screen and he gave a classic super villain speech, his expression was slightly speechless.
Although the truth is correct, the look of this dark whisper...
Should I say that joker is very playful, or should I say with emotion that he is really an underage guy?
"It's done." After saying the last words, Karasawa cut off the communication that Noah helped to build, stretched out, and sat up from the soft pillow.
This is the divination cabin in the amusement park. It is designed according to an ordinary witch's room, with heavy curtains and blankets, soft pillows and a huge crystal ball in the middle.
Tangze was very satisfied with this resting place, so he threw the witch wearing oil makeup out and occupied this place to rest for the whole night.
Although he and Matsuda Jinpei stayed in the palace and did not go out, they were much more energetic than the members of the Phantom Thieves who had been outside setting up bombs all night.
"So, the bomb and trigger circuit you asked me to design yesterday were used on the prisoner himself?" Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows, threw away the blanket covering himself and stood up, "You are Do you want to give us a break? Anyway, thank you.”
But the bomber hurt more than just the police officers of Ken Hagiwara’s 2nd Class Explosive Ordnance Disposal Team who were killed in the bomb. People who are cast in the shadow of this unbridled threat.
Having seen the inner world of Yoji Motohashi, Jinpei Matsuda can understand what the Phantom Thieves are doing, but he still doesn’t support it.
Letting such a dark and dirty guy die just to vent his anger would miss the public comfort of an open and fair trial.
Let this scum be dragged out of the shadows into the light and accept scrutiny and trial, so that the damage caused to society by his wanton behavior can be truly repaired.
“Are you trying to say that he shouldn’t be blown up directly?” Karasawa was keenly aware of Matsuda Jinpei’s subtext and raised his eyebrows, “Don’t worry, I didn’t want to blow him up directly either. , It’s just one explosion after another.”
The bomb was not filled with explosives.
It's not that Karasawa didn't have it. Thanks to the gift of Sentani Emperor II, their warehouse was equipped with a considerable amount of high-energy explosives. But as Karasawa said before, it would be a bit of a shame to let this guy die. It was too cheap for him, so Tang Ze still wanted to make the best use of it.
"Just like the smoke bombs he made that caused the police to run around, there were just some colorful ribbons and some small gifts from us." Tang Ze smiled, "He likes making smoke bombs so much, he must have a sense of humor. person, right? I have asked Noah to send the specific game rules. It is now 7:30 in the morning, and he still has 4 and a half hours to actively use his brain to solve the puzzle. , the bomb may be fake, I have already explained this. It’s fair.”
The corner of Matsuda Jinpei’s mouth twitched, and he wanted to say something, but he held it back.
He guessed the reason why joker did this.
The criminals will create suspicions, and with a vague notice, the police in Tokyo can work around the clock to investigate. It is nothing more than relying on it. Even if the police know that the bomb on the railway is probably fake, , but still had to check one by one and confirm one by one.
He has no scruples, but the police dare not gamble.
But now the joker is so carefree and tells the prisoner bluntly that the bomb might also be fake, using the same mentality.
Now it is the prisoner himself who has received the bomb threat, so does he dare to take a gamble?
This bomb is definitely not likely to cause death, but it is extremely insulting. Especially after the threat of death fades, the prisoner will definitely go into a complete rage. A self-important person who looks at and plays with others arrogantly will only feel doubly humiliated when he is treated with the same arrogance.
"...Anyway, thank you." He smacked his lips, and in the end, Matsuda Jinpei could only express his thanks again with complicated emotions.
"You're welcome. Relax, I will leave enough time for those who are dissatisfied with him to kick him one by one. Let's go, we'd better arrive at the core location before 12 o'clock."
< br>"Huh? Didn't you say that there is no need to change your mind?"
"Yes, but what if he is angry to death by our bomb at 12 o'clock? You still need to have a sense of crisis."
For a moment, Matsuda Jinpei didn’t know whether to believe Karasawa’s lies: “…”
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"Red...red...red..."
"Stop reciting it, your head hurts when you recite it." Haiyuan Ai let go of the towel and quilt on his body, and used his elbow to poke at the mosquitoes nearby early in the morning. Conan hummed, "If there are no clues yet, why not let it go."
"How can I rest at ease..." Pinching the bridge of his nose, Conan put down the map in his hand and exhaled.
The malicious criminal does not know where he is hiding, and his active brain cannot stop until he solves this man's conspiracy.
Haihara Ai glanced at Xingchuan Hui, who was not sleeping peacefully in the last row and was about to be woken up by Conan, and silently shook his head.
Well, it's not incomprehensible. After all, Kudo didn't know how close Karazawa and the others were to the case.
The deceased three years ago himself is now on his way to settle the score with the prisoner. In fact, even if Kudo completely lets go and doesn't care about the case, the Phantom Thieves can still solve this incident well.
But if Kudo was someone who let go so easily, he would not have received such a level of recognition from Karasawa.
Thinking of this, Haihara Ai cleared his throat and gave a hint: "As I said before, this prisoner is like a naughty child who got a bomb as a toy. He didn't plan any conspiracy at all. He's just full of malice that wants to hurt other people, so he can't design too complicated a puzzle."
This is a childish, out-of-society prisoner who only knows how to rely on his own likes and dislikes. , the standard by which all judgments are faced.
The child's IQ and purpose did not allow him to design an overly complicated riddle. Kudo respected the other person's IQ too much, but it was easy for him to fall into misunderstandings.
"You are right. Maybe my thinking is too complicated. Maybe it should be simpler..." Conan put the map on his lap, turned his head and looked out the car window at the morning light in Tokyo.
A thin layer of misty blue enveloped the rows of buildings. Sitting in the driver's seat of the SUV, Wataru Takagi was still concentrating on driving, not noticing the movement behind him.
Miwako Sato, who couldn't sit still for a moment, handed them over to Takagi Wataru and asked him to call the police station's vehicle to send these elementary and high school students home.
No matter what, it is still inappropriate for a group of minors to stay up late at night with the police.
Takagi Wataru took in several children and is now on his way back to Yoneka Town from the station.
The traffic in Tokyo during the morning rush hour is insane, so it will probably take a while to get to Miwa Town.
"Get on the red...iron box..." Standing by the car window, Conan looked at the silhouettes of city buildings and muttered.
"If it's red, that one can be considered red, right?" Covering his ears, Xingchuan Hui raised his hand unbearably and pointed in a certain direction outside the window.
Conan's gaze immediately turned to that location.
That's——
"Toto Tower!"
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"What, the bomb is in Toto Tower? Are you sure Takagi!"
"Absolutely not wrong!" Standing at the bottom of the radio tower, Takagi Wataru looked up at the tall red and white building with a very firm tone, "There is something wrong with their controller."
The Toto Tower is one of the landmark buildings in Tokyo. It is a radio tower built with the Eiffel Tower as its parent model. In addition to the tall iron tower itself, there are four-story iron towers below, as well as multiple observation decks and even an aquarium. and shops.
There are many tourists here. Relying only on the reasoning of Conan, a primary school student, Takagi Wataru would definitely not dare to draw direct conclusions, and let the search class cooperate with him to evacuate the crowd directly.
The reason why the call can be made with such certainty now is because something has happened to the Dongdu Tower.
"Not long after I arrived here, there was a slight explosion in the elevator, and it has stopped now." Takagi Wataru patted his forehead, with a tone of self-blame, "Maybe I drove a police car and approached The prisoner probably thought that the police had found the location. I should have been more firm when I contacted Officer Memu before."
It was precisely because he did not dare to directly report the reasoning from the elementary school student as a conclusion. At the end of Thirteen, the first explosion has occurred. It is very likely that the second stage of the bomb will be activated just like three years ago. However, only Wataru Takagi has officially arrived at the scene.
Three years ago, the person sitting in the malfunctioning car of the Ferris wheel was at least Matsuda Jinpei, an extremely professional EOD technician. Three years later, he was the only one left, a small policeman from the Investigation Division.
But if he didn't enter the elevator immediately, no matter how quickly the surrounding reinforcements came, he wouldn't dare to bet on whether the prisoner would immediately activate the bomb in the elevator.
At that time, the people accompanying the explosives in the elevator will completely change from the police to innocent tourists and citizens, and the impact will only be worse.
"Sato, I have to go and see the stopped elevator." Takagi Wataru said in a deep voice, having made up his mind.
“No!” Miwako Sato, who was holding the steering wheel with one hand and speeding along the expressway, let out an almost broken scream, “That bomb is a trap used to lure the police! You can’t go in! ”
She has lost so many people, and her love is like a lingering curse.
Now, she finally got out of some of the shadows of the past, and felt the long-lost peace of mind from Takagi Wataru. The shadows came as expected so quickly.
She can't make the same mistakes again! She would rather sit there and die on her own!
"Give me another 5 minutes, no, 3 minutes! Don't be impulsive, I will arrive at the scene immediately, you stay there for me, do you hear me!"
"Uh, I..." Takagi Wataru stood under the tower, looking up at the building above his head, and was caught in a dilemma.
"Hey, I heard that someone was tied up in the elevator."
"It seems to be a child, so unlucky."
"Huh?" I heard the people leaving saying. If so, Takagi Wataru was shaken again.
There are indeed innocent citizens who have been implicated, and they are still children...
"Calm down Takagi, there are still more than two hours before the scheduled first explosion, and there is still a lot of time. Enough. You don't know how to handle explosives. You will be just as dangerous as those citizens after you go there!" Sato Miwako shouted almost hoarsely, "Please, don't go there, you let me find a way, I will rescue them all! …”
Gao Mushe's swaying heart suddenly became firm after hearing her words.
As Miyamoto Yumi said before, Miwako Sato must be very excited when faced with this situation. She might embarrass herself or even choose to sacrifice...
He cannot let it happen Miwako Sato took the risk.
"No! Sorry, I can't let you take the same risk."
"Takagi, Takagi!"
(End of this chapter)