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

On the other end of the phone, Fūya Rei suddenly started coughing violently.

Hagiwara lowered his eyes. What happened? Did that man take action?

I heard that Furuya Rei was trying to negotiate with the bandits while enduring the pain, but the result was not good.

The two men's bodies suddenly tensed up, their faces were filled with rage, and their eyes were bloodshot from excessive anger.

"I'm going to tear him apart!"

The fire in Jinpei Matsuda's heart burned more and more fiercely, as if there was a bomb buried in his chest, making him want to find that scumbag quickly and blow him into fireworks to give him an outlet for his exploding emotions.

[Ahem, ahem, please don't come over here.]

[Ugh, that hurts.]

[Don't move, it hurts.]

The once cheerful and resolute voice was now reduced to a whimper of unbearable pain.

There was dead silence in the car. Even though they had arrived at Street No. 3, they didn't show any joy.

[There's a bit too much blood, it's your fault for moving around so cooperate.]

[It's bleeding again, bear with it, I will be gentler.]

Hearing the scumbag's perfunctory and bad voice, Hagiwara Kenji was shocked and angry, with surging hatred burning in his eyes.

Do you know who you are torturing?

That is--

Our police academy chief.

He is my best friend.

He is the dawn of tomorrow and the bright sun.

He should have enjoyed glory, with flowers paving the road, friends accompanying him, and stepping into the dawn with a smile.

Instead of darkness coming and the beauty dying halfway.

He was forced to experience deep loneliness, be shackled, bury the past with his own hands, and bear the pain without being able to turn back.

Kenji Hagiwara's face turned pale, and the image of Kotani at the rice mall flashed in his eyes.

He was standing outside the window, looking at the exquisite model with curiosity. When he reached out to touch it, it was like catching the bright sunshine of the day with his palm.

He stared at it with a smile and said: This model is so beautiful.

Thinking about it now, I have a vague illusion, as if the blond young man had a faint smile on his face and said softly: This world is so beautiful.

He used to be smiling, full of optimism and high spirits.

He was smiling now, as if praying, clearly sad.

Hagiwara Kenji pressed his heart with his shaking hands, his peach blossom eyes filled with pain and anger: "Five more minutes!"

He muttered to himself.

The painful gasps in his ears seemed to transform into countless sharp blades smashing down on his head, otherwise how could he feel the pain of being stabbed.

Kenji Hagiwara had never known that time could be so torturous. Every moment was filled with sorrow, silence, and despair, his heart growing colder by the second, like a warming bonfire on a barren winter mountain, gradually cooling at dawn, leaving behind only faint smoke and cold embers, adding to the desolation and sadness.

He didn't even know whether he should make time pass faster or slower, as if that way he wouldn't have to face the hell that would follow and could deceive himself and prolong the time of trial.

No, let's go faster.

Please put an end to this torturous torture.

He thought that he had to bring Xiao Jiangu back, even if he was broken into pieces.

This world... is so wonderful. As long as he is alive and as long as everyone is still here, we can keep going.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the flowers bloom and fade, the tides rise and fall, he has to go and see them all.

Next to him, the hot-tempered Jinpei Matsuda was unusually quiet.

He didn't make any immature moves, nor did he yell, but the aura around him was like a summer night when a torrential rain was about to pour and the mountains were about to collapse, so dull and depressing that it made people feel uneasy.

With a serious face, he took out a tightly sealed box from his pocket and skillfully opened the switch of the box, revealing compartments filled with powders and crystals of different colors and shapes.

Kenji Hagiwara took a quick glance and was almost scared to death.

Those are aromatic nitro compounds such as cyclotetramethylenetetranitramine, TNT, trinitrotoluene, etc. The key point is that you can make your own explosives at any time.

In just the time it took to be shocked, Matsuda Jinpei had already used small bits of scraps of materials to make extremely powerful explosives.

There is no problem in blowing up the car and the people on it.

Kenji Hagiwara glanced at the chewing gum stuck to the receiver of the mobile phone and suddenly realized, no wonder you carry so much candy with you, it turns out that it is the adhesive for C4 explosives.

There was still a faint bitter and sour smell lingering at the tip of his nose. He didn't even have time to listen to the provocative trash talk of the scumbag opposite him. The anger and hatred in his heart were kicked away roughly, and all that was left in his eyes were those small and inconspicuous yellow crystalline solids.

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he asked uneasily, "Xiao Zhenping, when did you start carrying explosives with you?"

I won't ever have the chance to put handcuffs on your wrists in this lifetime, will I?

Matsuda Jinpei carefully wrapped up the explosives and said without looking up, "It started the last time you were nearly killed in a bomb."

On November 7th, they not only met Rei Furuya, but later learned from the Metropolitan Police Department that the criminal was holding a bomb remote control that day, and it was thanks to the killer that he was sniped and killed.

Otherwise, he might have lost hagi completely.

No, we should thank the blond idiot because he saved Hagi.

But from that day on, he always saw Hagi being blown into a cluster of fireworks on that tall building in his dreams.

Ha, what a joke from hell.

Kenji Hagiwara: I'm sweating profusely.

He said dryly, "Then you should be carrying something like explosion-proof."

What's the matter with carrying explosives?

Too dangerous.

Jinpei Matsuda carefully measured the powder on the small spoon, which scared Kenji Hagiwara so much that he drove more steadily.

As for Xiao Jiangu, well, there is no need to worry about losing his innocence. After all, if he gets anxious now, he and Xiao Zhenping might be blown into the sky by explosives.

Gudong.

Kenji Hagiwara swallowed, his hands slipping with sweat.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't think there was anything wrong. He said calmly, "Bring explosives to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Kenji Hagiwara: Pupil Earthquake.

No, what do you mean by foolproof?

He always felt a chill on his neck, and his face, which had been beaten by Xiao Zhenping before, began to hurt again.

"The phone is disconnected. I'm afraid it will be even harder for Xiao Jiangu."

Hagiwara Kenji quickly changed the subject, fearing that the old things would be brought up again, so he beat him up with Xiao Jinping and used Xiao Jiangu to take the blame first.

After all, when emotions reach their peak, they are likely to backfire into a violent fire, without distinguishing between friend and foe.

Matsuda Jinpei responded coldly, his bone-chilling voice echoing in the car: "It doesn't matter. That scumbag will have a much harder time."

Wow, Jinpei-chan is so scary when he gets angry, he scared Hagi.

but--

He said anxiously, "Xiao Zhenping, you know you'll go to jail after you blow someone up, right?"

At that time, he would have to force Xiao Zhenping to surrender, or turn a blind eye and let Xiao Zhenping escape.

These are his relatives and friends!

Matsuda Jinpei gave a kind smile: "Don't worry, I'm just trying to scare you, I won't really explode."

No, I'm not at all relieved about this.