Matsue Shigure, who was defusing a bomb, was happily enjoying the "service" of Edogawa Conan. As long as he stretched out his hand, the other party would hand him the necessary tools, and the cooperation was extremely smooth.
He had never felt so good before!
Matsue Shigure: "If I had known that the first round would be so unique in order to improve the character setting, it seems that it is really cool for one person to flip the tool box over and over without an assistant."
Matsue Shigure: "If I could do it again, I would definitely arrange a beauty as an assistant for each event. I would arrange for Matsuda Jinpei, Hagiwara Kenji, Morofushi Kagemitsu, and Date Kou. Wait... Natalie is also very pretty."
System: "Host, are you thinking about farts?"
Matsue Shigure: "Is it not okay for me to just think about it?"
No matter how shameless he is, he will not bother NPCs with emotional connections, not to mention that Songjiang Shigure is more focused on experiencing the role. When the instructor's duty is to teach students, he will teach seriously.
At that time, Matsue Shigure, relying on the ability to tear up cards, recklessly immersed himself in role-playing and background building, and did not earn any experience points at all.
But when it came time to settle the bill, I gave him a lot for no apparent reason.
It's a pity for Matsue Shigure, as he actually didn't want to tear up the card so quickly in the first round, but various coincidences came together to create a dead end that he had to fight.
He had originally prepared graduation gifts for the police academy team, and had carefully written the greeting cards with particles based on each person's characteristics, so he planned to send them over before tearing up the cards, thus consummating the teacher-student relationship.
But it doesn't seem to matter. According to the game's mechanics, the NPCs won't remember his existence after he leaves, and the gifts will probably be destroyed by the mechanics.
But he still felt indignant because he had spent several nights writing seriously!
Matsue Shigure sighed somewhat dejectedly.
***
The body suddenly shook, and the blond young man's hand trembled, almost cutting at the wrong place. The tool rubbed against his palm and happened to scratch the wound, causing some blood to seep out of the wound.
Skaters are prone to making mistakes. He frowned and wiped the blood on his body, his face turning even paler.
Too dirty...
"Brother Songjiang, are you okay?" Edogawa Conan asked cautiously, "How about you wipe mine first?"
The young detective was quick to notice that Song Jiangxun also hated blood, and as the blood from the wound oozed more and more, he couldn't help but become anxious.
But the object of this anxiety does not seem to be the blood itself, but the things that are stained by the blood.
Conan Edogawa, who also knows something about psychology, inexplicably smelled something unusual.
Song Jiangxun also reluctantly curled his lips towards him: "No need, go on."
Conan Edogawa responded, lowered his head and shouted to the three kids, "Don't wander around, we're almost done here, and there seem to be sirens outside."
Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya protested: "We didn't move at all, Conan, it was you guys who were shaking just now!"
Conan Edogawa was startled for a moment, and subconsciously looked up, only to find that the elevator rope had broken into two strands two or three meters away from them.
!!!
The young detective subconsciously cursed "damn" in his heart. He said, how could the criminal who could get the bomb and predict the time leave so calmly alone? It turns out that he has a backup plan!
If the bomb did not explode successfully, the entire elevator would fall directly down when the cable broke, and it would fall to the third or fourth floor, and would definitely be half-crippled.
So vicious!
He hurried to see Songjiang Xunye, a little anxious: "Brother Songjiang, the rope above your head is loose..."
"The police are here." Song Jiangxun also raised his eyes and paid some attention to the police who were already standing downstairs. He said in a steady tone, "There will be no problem in dismantling the bomb. As for the cable...it's okay. Nothing will happen to you."
Conan Edogawa was stunned: "We...?"
This cable can only hold up for a while at most. If it stops at the third floor, the three children from the Junior Detective Team will be rescued in time, and then his and Songjiang Xunye's safety will be left to fate. The same thing will happen if it goes up to the fourth floor.
Why did Song Jiangxun speak so confidently? It seemed as if he could protect everyone in this crisis, but why couldn't he protect himself?
Conan Edogawa pursed his lips and looked at the young man who was seriously defusing the bomb, with a look of contemplation and confusion in his blue eyes.
In fact, Songjiang Shiyu didn't take the demolition seriously at all.
He was about to cry but had no tears. He communicated with the system: "Tong, am I considered to be in the picture now? It's not pretty at all hanging here."
Naturally, nothing will happen to the protagonists, what Matsue Shigure said is as it should be, but he himself cannot be sure.
If it was the first round, he might have been able to save himself with his physical strength, but now with his useless physique...it would be faster for him to just pull the trigger and die painlessly.
System: "Hurry up and take it down. The police are here to save your life."
Matsue Shigure: "Why is there another one with my student face? Are there only a few types of handsome guys in your game?"
He saw the anxious-looking Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara. The two familiar yet unfamiliar people were standing outside the elevator door on the third floor, communicating with Conan Edogawa.
Matsue Shigure chose to follow his character setting and be a bomb disposal machine who is cold and tough when there is a case, and other things have nothing to do with him.
In fact, when Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara saw the blond figure, their eyes almost burst into tears.
Especially Kenji Hagiwara. If he were to be Matsue Shunya whom he met for the first time, he could even hypnotize himself into being a relative of Matsue Shigure or that he was plotting against someone.
But now, seeing the young man with a cold face, as if the world only had bombs, he no longer had any doubts.
Matsue Shigure taught him how to dismantle various types of bombs, and personally explained to him the most subtle differences between each type of bomb. He looked at him with pure enthusiasm, as if he was looking at a rough jade.
"I will be dealing with bombs all my life, and Kenji, I think you are very talented." Matsue Shigure said at the time, "I hope you can go further on this path than I have."
That was the first time that Kenji Hagihara was affirmed in such a serious manner. At a time when everyone thought that Jinpei Matsuda was a bomb disposal genius, some said that Kenji Hagihara's talent was no less than his.
Who doesn't want to be recognized by professionals?
It was precisely because of Matsue Shigure's words that Hagiwara Kenji agreed immediately when Matsuda Jinpei asked him if he wanted to join such a dangerous place as the Explosion Division.
Although for some reason, Hagiwara Kenji later felt that Matsue Shigure was not sincere in what he said to him, and he had a big fight with Matsue Shigure because of a case, and said something that he wanted to beat himself up when he thought about it now...
But in the end, he had only met one person who was so pure in bomb disposal, and that was Matsue Shigure.
Kenji Hagiwara held the elevator door with one hand and couldn't help but lean upwards, trying to see more clearly.
Every cell in his body was screaming and roaring, telling him that this was Matsue Shigure who died in the sea of fire seven years ago.
"Impossible." Hagiwara Kenji murmured with a pale face, "Xiao Zhenping, this is impossible."
Matsuda Jinpei gritted his teeth and said, "I also think it's impossible!"
But how could there be such a lookalike in the world? Even if Matsue Shigure were alive and had to run through a fire, his appearance would not be so perfect!
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Saving lives is more important!"
The bomb disposal job was taken over, and Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara were no longer useful. They were replaced by the detectives of the First Investigation Division led by Inspector Megure.
Two groups of people, one group followed Conan Edogawa's judgment to catch the suspect, and the other group took the key to control the elevator and waited outside cautiously.
Conan Edogawa put his hands on the top of the elevator and shouted down: "Time is running out, Officer Megure, hurry up and let them get out first!"
The three children who had already lifted their clothes and stood up stared upwards with gritted teeth.
"No, let Conan and Songjiang brother go out!"
Yoshida Ayumi had already started crying. She wiped her tears and shouted, "Let the elevator go up. They are already trying hard to help. Wuwuwu, Officer Megure, save them first!"
Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands, with a tangled face, and finally shouted: "We ran away because of ourselves. Conan and Brother Matsue were in danger to save us. We should save them first!"
Kojima Genta touched the back of his head with his coat and said hesitantly, "If I fall down, will I be unable to go back and eat eel rice? But I feel like Conan is more important than eel rice..."
"Ayumi, Genta, Mitsuhiko! Just listen to me and go out first. I'll be fine!" Conan Edogawa's eyes also turned red, but he still maintained a steady voice and comforted his companions.
"I don't want it!"
The police officer standing outside was completely unable to make a decision. Whether he went up or down, he seemed like the executioner who was hurting the other party.
Who can not be moved by the tender cry of a child?
Finally, he looked at Inspector Megure hesitantly.
"This..." Inspector Megure has been working for twenty or thirty years, but has never encountered such a choice. He subconsciously grabbed his chest, but didn't know who to look at.
But he knew that if this matter didn't have a good outcome, his career would be almost over.
Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara, who were standing nearby, raised their heads and clenched their fists.
"Hagi, what do you think?"
"If it was him... there wouldn't be two choices from the beginning." Hagiwara Kenji said softly, "But Xiao Zhenping, we still have a choice."
If the elevator fell, he would jump over and catch it without hesitation.
The scene fell into silence.
Only Songjiang Shigure was diligently drumming up the bomb and turning a deaf ear to it.
Until the last cut, looking at the completely ineffective bomb, he felt refreshed, heroic, and extremely satisfied.
Songjiang Shigure said to the system: "This bomb is too simple. The criminal must be a little jerk!"
System: "Ah, yes, yes, the host is awesome!"
Songjiang Shigure: "I don't believe such a weak criminal can break my defense!"
System: "Yes, yes, yes, it is necessary."
The satisfaction of defusing the bomb and the face-saving support from the system directly stimulated Matsue Shigure's self-confidence.
That's it? That's the level? There's no way he could die at the hands of this criminal!
What's wrong with saving the child first? He's happy to do that!
Those who were hesitating on the edge of despair heard a cold and clear voice amid the sobbing of the children.
"The elevator has stopped on the third floor. Save the children first. Hurry."
The crying stopped.
Matsue Shigure maintained his role as a police academy instructor and gave orders naturally: "Ayumi, stand up first. Mitsuhiko, hold on to Ayumi and Genta. If you get out faster, we will have a chance too. Do you understand?"
The children, frightened by his cold face and dominance, subconsciously said "I understand".
Edogawa Conan looked up at him and received a cold nod from the young man.
This time Song Jiangxun didn't pat his head either.
He subconsciously grabbed the other person's clothes.
"Turn it on."
The police officer at the door used the key to turn the control panel and pressed the switch. The elevator wobbled down and stopped on the third floor. The police officer standing at the door quickly carried the three children out.
Sure enough, the elevator shook violently within two seconds after it came to a stop, and the last cable snapped, sending the entire box and the people on it plummeting downward.
Conan Edogawa only felt that he was grabbed by a big hand and thrown out violently. Before his brain could even react, the cloth in his hand slipped out like an uncatchable stream of water, and he himself suddenly flew into the air and flew straight out of the open elevator door and fell into the arms of Inspector Megure.
"Brother Songjiang!" The young detective turned around suddenly, his voice shrill, as if he was crying blood.
"I... caught it." A somewhat empty voice spread in the air.
In the dark elevator, Kenji Hagiwara was only left with his feet exposed, being held tightly by the curly-haired policeman. Then another police officer who had reacted rushed over and pulled the man up. For a moment, everyone was so excited that they were shaking and sweating.
His wrist was grasped tightly, his whole body suspended in the air, but he felt particularly safe because of the force. Songjiang Shigure looked up subconsciously and met a pair of clear purple eyes.
Kenji Hagiwara grinned at him, not caring that she was in danger of falling headfirst at any moment.
"I got you..."
Tick, something hot seemed to fall on my face.