Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

The sirens gradually got closer and closer, and the police quickly got out of the car to cordon off the scene and direct the citizens to leave the villa.

At 10:47, riot police arrived.

The Metropolitan Police Department's Tactical Unit's Explosive Ordnance Disposal Team quickly arrived at the scene.

Through the surveillance camera, Rei Furuya could see a police officer with semi-long hair carrying a toolbox and walking into the villa with a serious expression.

He closed his eyes, it all seemed like a nightmare.

Fūya Rei got out of the car and walked towards the villa.

hum-

The phone vibrated. It was his personal phone.

"Mr. Furuya, the police have dispersed around the several phone booths near the apartment, but no suspicious individuals have been found."

Yuya Kazami, dressed in a suit, personally stared at a telephone booth and called his undercover boss.

Furiya Rei said sternly, "Call me Mr. Amuro. Keep watching. There are two criminals. One of them is likely in possession of the bomb's remote control, ready to detonate it at any time. They won't be too far from the explosion site."

He was stunned, and then he realized that what he just said was not passively muted!

what happened?

Is it that no matter what he does, his fate is destined to be unchangeable, or has he found the right way to change his fate, so he has decided to give up?

Kazami Yuya quickly responded: "Yes, Mr. Amuro."

After Furuya Rei hung up the phone, he looked up and saw that the surrounding advertising screens had turned into live news reports from reporters.

He pressed the switch of the headset expressionlessly, connecting to Cohen on the other end.

"Cohen-kun, have you found the criminal?"

Cohen carefully identified the prisoner through the scope. For people in the dark, the bomber's scent of the same kind was particularly obvious.

He pointed directly at the man in the crowd who was looking up at the tall building. His voice was flat and steady: "Target locked. Please give instructions."

Fūya Rei's expression was icy, his voice brisk, "Don't give him a chance to press the bomb remote! I don't want to open the car door and get hit by the smoke and dust. It's going to be hard to wash off."

"Got it." Cohen didn't ask any more questions. He has always been a man of few words.

He will do his best to complete the tasks assigned to him, and he will not explore whether there is any deeper meaning in it.

Inside the car, Fūya Rei opened the map of the roads around the villa area, took a quick look, and directly locked onto a certain location and sent a message to Kazemi Yuya.

Inside Asai Villa, Hagihara Kenji wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at his heavy protective suit, and murmured guiltily, "It's so hot, and the protective suit is thick and stuffy. It's normal that I don't want to wear it."

He said to the people behind him, "Go check if there's anyone else downstairs. I'll check the bomb first."

"Yes, Captain Hagiwara."

Kenji Hagiwara sat cross-legged in front of the bomb and carefully examined its structure. He found that the bomb was interesting and would take some time to dismantle. He lit a cigarette, frowned, and waited for the crowd to disperse.

At exactly eleven o'clock, the team members reported that all the people had been evacuated. Only then did Hagiwara Kenji put out his cigarette, stood up, stretched his muscles a little, picked up the tools and started to defuse the bomb.

This bomb was a bit complicated. Even though he had been thinking about its structure for a while, he still couldn't dismantle it quickly.

At this time, Matsuda Jinpei had already finished defusing the bomb and came downstairs. He felt a little relieved when he heard the police mention that the 1 billion yen had been collected and the bomb timer had stopped.

He picked up his phone and called to urge: "Hagi, haven't you finished dismantling it yet? Hurry up and dismantle that thing."

After cutting a line, Hagiwara Kenji said with a relaxed smile, "It was done quickly, but this bomb is quite interesting. There are many traps in it."

"Then be careful, I'll wait for you at the old place."

"Okay, since Xiao Zhenping is here, I have to rush to your side no matter what."

More importantly, he hasn't seen a certain blond-haired classmate die safely. If he really died like this, he wouldn't be able to rest in peace.

"Stop talking nonsense and tear it down."

Hagiwara Kenji cut another thread, wiped the sweat off his face, and said with a relaxed smile, "Don't worry, Jinpei-chan, I can handle it."

He joked, "If I die, Xiao Zhenping must remember to avenge me."

Matsuda Jinpei frowned, and even his sunglasses couldn't hide the anger in his navy eyes: "I'm getting angry."

At half past eleven.

In the crowd, a man with a scar on his face suddenly looked up and glared fiercely at the villa, then took out a remote control from his pocket.

Just as he was about to press the button, a flower of blood bloomed on his chest, and then a cluster of blood flowers exploded in his hand holding the remote control.

The man fell to the ground, the crowd retreated in fear, and the police rushed over to find out what had happened.

On the rooftop of an apartment not far away, Cohen saw through the scope that the remote control had safely fallen on the man. He packed up his sniper rifle expressionlessly and walked downstairs slowly.

"Mission accomplished, target killed."

At the same time, Yuya Kazami, who was guarding the phone booth, reported into the headset: "The bomber has been arrested."

Furukaya Rei did not respond. He stood in a remote corner and stared at the entrance of the villa. He did not breathe a sigh of relief until he saw the police officers coming down safely one by one.

As he breathed a sigh of relief, he leaned against the wall with weak hands and feet. Only then did he realize that he had been holding his breath and only now did he feel the tightness and pain in his chest.

Fūya Rei looked up at the system in front of him, and a line of words flashed before his eyes.

[The world plot line has changed, please continue to work hard.]

This means that Hagiwara is safe, right?

Sure enough, he 'couldn't see the prisoner,' but Cohen could.

He wanted to laugh happily, but because of the pain in his chest, he turned his head away and coughed violently, as if trying to expel the air that had been accumulated in his lungs.

As he coughed, his vision went dark and a feeling of weakness spread rapidly from inside to outside.

His face was pale and he felt extremely cold all over. His brain felt like it was being hammered hard again and again, causing severe pain.

Fūya Rei curled up against the wall, and after the pain subsided, he subconsciously touched his forehead.

Oh, it turns out you have a fever.

It is a fever caused by excessive fatigue.

His not-so-clear mind came to this conclusion.

He had been working tirelessly these past few days, trying his best to find the criminal. It was normal for his body to collapse suddenly after he suddenly relaxed under such high pressure.

After realizing this, Rei Furuya was no longer worried.

He sat against the wall to ease the pain in his head and couldn't help coughing. To avoid attracting the attention of the police, he wanted to leave quietly, but he couldn't stand up because he had no strength.

Hagiwara Kenji, who was being beaten by Koujunran, noticed something quickly, made a pause gesture, and pulled Koujunran towards the corner with a serious expression.

There were coughing sounds, one after another, which made people feel uncomfortable, as if even breathing became extremely difficult.

Could it be a sick citizen?

Kenji Hagiwara picked up his cell phone, pressed his finger on 119, and was ready to call for help at any time.