Chapter 764 Aneyeforaneye
"Phew - finally there is only the last door left." Suzuki Sonoko put down the pen in her hand and slumped on the seat regardless of the image, "I take back what I said before, I I’m a little envious of Tang Ze.”
“Don’t let Tang Ze hear this, or he’ll be really angry with you.” Mao Lilan poked Suzuki Sonoko helplessly and straightened her messy hair. .
"You really don't have to worry anymore. Anyway, the only thing left is Chinese that you are best at." Suzuki Sonoko sighed heavily.
Although her family did not expect her to have any outstanding results, it is still a bit embarrassing if she does not get into the university she wants to go to and has to rely on donations from her family...
"Compared to that, don't you think the school seems a bit too lively today?" Mao Lilan stood up and looked down following the roar of the engine. He saw a heavy truck with a plastic sheet covering its body coming from the direction of the school gate. Drive in.
"Probably they are adjusting the gymnasium equipment. Didn't they say that we will hold a table tennis competition in our school later?"
"Well, that may be the reason..." Mao Lilan said hesitantly nod.
She was about to leave from the window when she saw a familiar figure getting out of the car behind, approached the truck parked downstairs, shook hands with the driver who got out of the car, and started talking.
"Isn't that Mr. Toru Amuro downstairs?" She squinted her eyes for a moment and muttered in a daze.
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“Stop! Don’t run!”
When Yoji Motohashi slid down the safety ladder to the first floor in a funny manner, he heard an angry voice from the other side. Stop drinking intentionally.
He instinctively looked in the direction of the sound and saw a short-haired woman in business attire sprinting towards him while drawing a pistol from her arms.
Police, this is undoubtedly a detour arranged by the police to arrest him.
Without thinking, Yoji Motohashi quickly ran in the opposite direction.
"Don't even think about running away!" Miwako Sato shouted, chasing him in his direction with a gun, looking at the back of the man running in front of him, his mind still able to increase his speed again, feeling a little confused and frustrated in his heart.
Damn it, didn’t Tangze and the analysis team say that the prisoner was thin and suspected of having average physical fitness? How can he still run with such explosive power as a track and field champion?
Ahead, Yoji Motohashi, who was running wildly, was running hard while trying to overcome the fear in his heart.
As soon as he left his apartment, or in other words, left the range of the bomb, those surrounding hallucinations followed him again. Those fiery explosions passed by his body, and some debris from the building even hit him. face, causing further trauma to him.
Although he had experienced such a state for a long time, he knew that these visual effects were just some hallucinations that affected his mind, but the explosion scene with all five senses still caused him great stimulation. This kind of feeling seemed to be on the front line of the constantly exploding battlefield. The feeling of running wildly made him unable to restrain himself from squeezing out his physical strength and running forward crazily.
However, adrenaline can only bring a short-term motivational effect. The price of overdrafting his physical strength is that he was overtaken by Sato Miwako before he could even survive the block.
Yoji Motohashi stepped back tremblingly, and kicked the debris in the corner with his heel, making a messy noise.
Miwako Sato, who was holding a gun, was approaching him step by step. Staring at his embarrassed and hasty face that was soaked in sweat, a surge of rage suddenly surged in her heart.
Yoji Motohashi’s appearance is not only ordinary, but also has a shrinking and gloomy atmosphere. His messy hair covers his glasses, forming a rather typical picture of a gloomy otaku who is far away from real social life. face.
An ordinary person who may not have any outstanding features in daily life. Just looking at this face, Miwako Sato can imagine this guy darkly staying away from the crowd, staring at the bright and beautiful person with jealous and resentful eyes. The look of the man, and the smug look on his face as he planted the bombs and wrote down the puzzles.
This is such a guy...
"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Yoji Motohashi, who had a barbed wire attached to his back and had almost no chance of escape, tried to turn his mind and observe the roads around him. , trying to find an excuse to delay time, "Don't use violence. I, I'm in a very bad mental state. If you scare me again, I won't be able to remember anything else..."
Miwako Sato The movement of raising the gun stopped for a moment, then he lowered the muzzle and stared at him with a sharp and angry look.
Takagi and the others have actually defused the bomb. Their hope of finding the second bomb still rests on this person. She cannot cause serious harm to him, but must strive for the other party's cooperation as much as possible.
There is still more than an hour left before the second bomb explodes. The only way to save everyone now is to let him tell them the location of the bomb, preferably by actively aborting the detonation process of the bomb.
This is Yoji Motohashi’s biggest bargaining chip. He still has room to continue dealing with the police.
Thinking of this, Motohashi Yoji gradually began to breathe less, the confusion on his face slowly faded, and the feeling of pride surged up again.
If those abominable Phantom Thieves hadn't used some unknown method to blind his perception, making it impossible for him to leave the house he rented, and also used strange technical means to prevent others from interfering with the situation at the scene, even for a short time. After blocking his eavesdropping on the scene, what could the police do to him?
In the end, it was not the police who he lost at all. His idea was absolutely correct. The police were just a bunch of useless things!
The smile on Yoji Motohashi's face widened. His trembling muscles due to excessive tension and violent exercise made his smile exaggerated and stiff, with a nervous twitch: "I demand that the police pay compensation for the person who killed me seven years ago... ”
As he spoke, the familiar explosion sound effects sounded again from behind the barbed wire behind him.
Yoji Motohashi, who had been acting in a similar hallucination for two days, had long been accustomed to such scenes, so he didn't even look back.
However, Miwako Sato, standing in front of him, could clearly see everything happening behind him through the barbed wire fence.
A small, postal parcel-like object was suddenly thrown down from the safety stairs above the building, as if it was about to throw garbage into the messy pile of debris at the bottom.
But when the item that was tightly tied with tape fell halfway, a bright flash suddenly broke out.
Miwako Sato's expression instantly became panicked. She rushed over without thinking, trying to pull Yoji Motohashi out before the explosion spread.
There is a second bomb that needs to be defused. Yoji Motohashi is a damn bastard, but he can't die now!
Seeing the change in the frightened expression of the policewoman in front of him, Motohashi Yoji was at a loss for a moment, not understanding the reason for her expression.
The next second, the high heat and energy caused by the explosion swept from behind.
He stood there without moving. However, after waiting for two seconds, the severe pain and heat not only did not disappear, but the huge energy even overturned the barbed wire behind him and pushed him forward.
This explosion, this explosion is actually real——!
“Honbashi, Honbashi!” Sato Miwako coughed and waved away the smoke in front of her, tried her best to cross the fire, rushed forward, and struggled to push away the ignited debris.
I don’t know whether it was the type of bomb used or some other reason. The explosion was very loud, but the scope seemed to be very restrained. Except for Yoji Motohashi, she was unscathed while standing a few meters away.
Trying to throw away the barbed wire that was holding them down, and seeing Yoji Motohashi’s face exposed, Miwako Sato quickly reached out to test the other person’s breathing.
Still alive for now.
Just as Sato Miwako felt, the bomb dropped behind him did not seem to be very powerful. It was not the explosion itself that caused the main damage to him, but the various debris flying out with the explosion. and fragments.
For example, at a glance, she saw a broken wine bottle stuck on Motohashi Yoji's forearm, almost piercing his hand completely. The dumped barbed wire and garbage even cut the sharp object deeper. Pierce deeply into the flesh in front.
Nearly his entire arm was about to be severed by the wine bottle. Even if he was treated in time, it would be impossible for his hand to return to normal function.
"Call for support, call for support, someone is injured, this is Sato, repeat..." Reaching out to press the more obvious wounds on Yoji Motohashi, Miwako Sato said to her colleague on the other side of the intercom, and then couldn't help but He raised his head and looked at the iron staircase winding above his head.
The person who injured Yoji Motohashi clearly had a premeditated plan. He looked like he had been crouching nearby for a long time. Maybe it was someone who knew the other person's identity who was deliberately retaliating, or maybe someone who had cooperated with him. Other criminals take advantage of others.
In short, although it is satisfying to see the bomber himself injured by another bomb, it does not mean that another prisoner can be condoned to use a bomb to hurt others. The person who succeeded in the blow above her head obviously evacuated immediately after throwing the bomb. When she looked over, she could only see a thin line of black cloth disappearing around the corner.
A small card slowly fell from a high place.
「Aneyeforaneye.」
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When Matsuda Jinpei walked up the stairs to the alley, a black car had been waiting there for a long time.
At first sight of Zhu Fu Jingguang in the driver's seat, he raised his eyebrows, pulled away the co-pilot and got in without saying a word.
The car started and quickly merged into the city's traffic flow.
Matsuda Jinpei looked at the brake lights of the car in front of him and suddenly asked: "Is this what you planned a long time ago? The illusion, and the bomb just now..."
"Absolutely." Zhu Fu Jingguang stepped on the brakes and replied while waiting for the red light, "As you know, that plastic bomb is not very powerful."
As for explosives, the Phantom Thief There are actually quite a few on Tuanshou now.
In addition to the part provided by the unlucky FBI, Teiji Moritani also made an indelible contribution to their inventory. The one that was just thrown out came from this.
Plastic explosives are easy to control the dosage and easy to make. Let’s just talk about the power. The lethality of this bomb is not comparable to that of a grenade. It is probably equal to two kickers bundled together.
——If Yoji Motohashi is a normal person and hides when he sees the explosion.
Sure enough, Matsuda Jinpei raised objections: "He has been listening to explosions in hallucinations for several days, and has long lost his instinctive reaction to avoid danger. The effect is not much different from that of fragmentation grenades."
< br>Although I didn’t see the specific circumstances of the explosion, I figured it would be impossible for the joker to ask him to throw something for no reason, just to create a special effects background for the arrest. It must have been to cause damage to Yoji Motohashi.
Because the content and power of the explosive itself are limited, the real cause of the injury was the explosion itself when Yoji Motohashi faced him.
Even if it is a two-kick, the face will still be disfigured, but throwing a two-kick itself is not easy to determine the subjective intention of the other party. In the later stage, even if the police wanted to investigate, they probably did not allocate resources. of motivation.
By the way, people were killed by them, but the bomb still had to be disposed of. They then had to rush to the location where the second explosion was set to clean up the mess caused by their intervention to the police.
"No one can die." Zhu Fu Jingguang just replied with a shrug.
Matsuda Jinpei let out a breath and leaned on his seat silently without speaking.
"Why, are you in a bad mood? Do you think the leader is too extreme?" Capturing his emotions, Zhu Fu Jingguang asked, jokingly, "Let a policeman from the explosive ordnance disposal team use bombs It’s really too much to bomb the prisoners.”
This is probably the first time for Matsuda Jinpei to take the initiative to use explosives for so long.
Zhu Fu Jingguang knew that Matsuda Jinpei was not the kind of guy with too strong principles and would not be dissatisfied with Tang Ze because of this arrangement, but he still didn't understand Tang Ze's intention of doing this.
It’s understandable if you put it in a place like Ji Dao. This may be the kind of pledge that is used to swear that you are incompatible with your past...
“He probably just wanted to express an eye for an eye. "The meaning of the eyes." Matsuda Jinpei shook his head, "I just, suddenly felt..."
Yoji Motohashi is not a great criminal.
He was able to get away with it for seven years only because of the special nature of the bombing itself and the randomness caused by him trying to make money at first and later venting his anger, which made him completely outside the scope of the investigation. How clever his methods are.
Jinpei Matsuda, who had been chasing this figure for four years, knew this very well. However, when he saw Yoji Motohashi being easily knocked down by a small explosive, he felt so absurd and confused. Emotions still surged into my heart uncontrollably.
A guy so fragile that even his despicable abilities could not be called outstanding ruined the bright futures of so many policemen...
Not only Hagiwara Kenji, but also Matsuda Jinpei himself.
Even if he returns to the world now with the help of supernatural power, he has indeed been registered as a sacrificed dead person, and there is no longer the possibility of continuing his past life as if nothing had happened.
This man's legacy is still circulating in society even as the criminal network includes him.
“Somewhat unwilling.” At the end, Matsuda Jinpei said this.
"Well, I understand what you mean." After changing direction and driving into the 4th-chome street of Yoneka Town, Morofushi Jingguang responded, "I have a similar feeling. When the captain and the others investigated the specific information of this person, , this is the feeling. "
Such an excellent and dazzling friend fell into the hands of such an inconspicuous bastard...
Even if they did protect him with their bodies. The safety of residents, judging from the results, is still worthy of praise and shining heroes, and this anger is difficult to erase.
“I think this is what Joker wants me to see.” Matsuda Jinpei said solemnly, “He took me to the palace, not because he wanted me to look directly at the other person’s despicable heart, and then develop ideas. He just wanted to tell me this fact. A little despicableness and malice are enough to destroy the happiness of so many people."
Just like his father's life, a small setback at a critical moment. , can crush everything, happiness is always so fragile.
"That's why I think it would be a good idea to join them. This way, we can stop them before the damage is caused, right?" Matsuda Jinpei concluded.
Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced back at him and corrected: "It's us."
The car just drove into the garage, and the surrounding environment slowly darkened. Jing Guang stepped on the brakes and led Matsuda Jinpei quietly along the passage of the garage towards the sports warehouse.
The underground garage of Didan High School is built near the gymnasium, and it is easy to get close to the oil drum where the bomb is placed.
"Hurry up, I am indeed a little tired. According to Motohashi Yoji's habits, I guess there will probably be more here..."
Matsuda Jinpei adjusted his sunglasses and used his special vision to look into the dark warehouse.
...Then they saw a figure sitting on an oil drum in the warehouse, as if they had been waiting for them for a long time.
Zhu Fu Jingguang took a breath of cold air, and Matsuda Zhenping also stopped in his steps.
Then the two people made exactly the same move at the same time.
He ran towards the entrance from behind.
"I knew it..." Toru Amuro rolled up his sleeves and threw the hat on his head, showing a ferocious smile, "Stop all of you!"
Last time, he really beat someone. Lighter!
(End of this chapter)