She stared blankly at the boy's face so close to hers, her mind a complete blank, with only his words, "My eyes can only see you," echoing repeatedly in her mind.
Under the dim, scarlet emergency lights, his silhouette seemed to be coated with a holy and warm halo.
Like... belonging only to her...
Guardian angel.
They came specifically to rescue her.
Tears, without warning, streamed down Miwako Sato's face, warm and flowing down her cheeks.
But this time, it wasn't tears of sadness and despair.
Rather, it was a sense of relief, a profound feeling of being moved, and a warm current that combined with an indescribable, heart-fluttering excitement.
She suddenly threw herself into Yuzuru's arms, tightly embracing the boy who had jumped down with her without hesitation, as if trying to grasp this hard-won warmth and protection.
"Thank you... thank you..."
She choked up, her words incoherent, only able to repeat her gratitude.
Yu Sheng Nan gently hugged her back, feeling the policewoman's slightly trembling body in his arms, and patted her back reassuringly with gentle movements.
"It's alright, I'm here."
In the dark elevator shaft, the crisis was not yet over, and the groans of steel continued, but something more important had quietly sprouted, taken root, and blossomed with dazzling light.
Outside the tower.
The reporter excitedly shouted into the microphone, "A miracle! It's an absolute miracle! Another brave young man has rushed in! They seem to be safe for now! We pray that our heroes will return safely!"
Only a certain tea-haired loli, locked inside the car and only able to listen to the "live broadcast" through the car radio, angrily slammed her fist on the innocent steering wheel again after hearing the reporter's exaggerated description.
(Speaker: Beep!)
I knew it!
He's playing the hero saving the damsel in distress again!
Yuzuru Hanyu! You're finished! Just you wait!
...
After a brief moment of warmth and reliance, Sato Miwako quickly forced herself to detach herself from the emotions of surviving a disaster and her heart pounding.
I'm not obsessed with men anymore...
Oh no, it's when you're obsessed with feeling safe!
She gently stepped away from Yuzuru's embrace, her face still bearing traces of wet tears and a barely perceptible blush, thankfully not visible in the darkness, but her eyes had already switched back to "Metropolitan Police Department Ace" mode.
“We must confirm whether it is safe here. That madman deliberately lured us here. He couldn’t have only prepared the freefall experience. He probably left some other ‘surprise package’.”
She lowered her voice and began to search the cramped elevator car carefully.
Yuzuru nodded, his gaze sweeping over the top of the sedan chair: "I'll go up and take a look."
He took two running steps, leaped lightly upwards, grabbed the edge of the inspection port on the top of the car with both hands, and climbed up with a little effort.
The top of the car was covered in dust and the remains of thick cables, while in the very center, a grotesque metal box flashing a red countdown light lay quietly.
"Tsk..."
Yuzuru raised an eyebrow, examining the bomb with great interest.
This weight, this structure...
Let alone this elevator shaft, it could easily send the entire East Tower to the sky, and might even come with a free demolition service for the surrounding neighborhood.
As expected of Mihua, the local people are simple and honest.
Even a bomber seeking revenge on society possesses professional skills and equipment comparable to a regular military industrial unit.
The cost of committing this crime is ridiculously high!
However, there was no tension on Yuzuru's face. Instead, he looked like a child who had seen a new toy. He even stretched out his index finger and, with a bit of curiosity, gently tapped the cold shell of the bomb, making a crisp "knock-knock" sound.
Is art an explosion?
Unfortunately, no matter how dazzling or intense the artistic expression, it was no different for him than setting off a firecracker during the Chinese New Year—he just wanted to hear the noise and that was it.
A barely perceptible glint of gold flashed in his eyes, and the bomb's complex wiring, detonators, and most importantly, the sensitive device inside became crystal clear to him in an instant.
"Hanyu-kun, what's the situation up there?"
A low voice came from below.
Yuzuru suppressed the strange look in his eyes, his tone perfectly measured, carrying just the right amount of seriousness and solemnity: "Officer Sato, you'd better not come up... The situation is a bit troublesome. The mercury column has already been activated."
"What?!"
Sato Miwako below was struck dumb, her body trembled violently, and her face turned deathly pale instantly.
mercury column...
Three years ago, Matsuda Jinpei died from this device.
That's a death trap that, if you shake it even slightly, will have that mischievous mercury ball inside rolling around, and once it touches the sensor wire, it will instantly send you to your death!
History... has repeated itself in such a cruel way.
A feeling of despair surged into my heart again like ice water, but this time, it only lasted for a brief moment.
Sato Miwako took a deep breath, the smell of rust and dust filling her lungs, yet miraculously calming her down instantly.
No, we can no longer be bound by the past!
This isn't three years ago! There's someone else with her now!
She looked up through the inspection hatch at the blurry figure above, her eyes becoming incredibly firm, even carrying an almost tender resolve.
She took out a walkie-talkie, pressed the call button, and her voice was eerily calm, yet carried an undeniable commanding tone:
"This is Miwako Sato, badge number XXXXX. A large remote-controlled bomb has been discovered in the elevator shaft of the East Tower. The mercury detonator has been activated. Extremely dangerous! Repeat, the mercury detonator has been activated! Extremely unstable!"
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