Osaka Prefectural Police.
"This is the announcement letter?"
"Yes, it only said that the Nichiri TV station would be blown up."
In the conference room, Officer Otaki, looking serious, was giving a report to Ginjiro Toyama in front of him, while Heizo Hattori listened in from the side.
Ever since Hattori Heiji and Kazuha had a falling out.
The once close relationship between the two comrades deteriorated further. Whenever Ginjiro Toyama thought about the grievances suffered by his beloved daughter, he would get furious and naturally give Heizo Hattori a cold shoulder.
"It seems that Kazuha and Yuzuru went to Nichiri TV station today..." Toyama Ginjiro recalled the message his daughter sent him this morning, pondered for a moment, and turned his gaze to Hattori Heizo beside him.
Hattori Heizo nodded.
His son is currently at Nichiri TV.
Last night, Hattori Heiji had a huge argument with Shizuka about his divorce, and the argument escalated.
But what happened? This kid stole the notice from him in the morning, and then, acting like nothing had happened, he happily went off to investigate.
Now he understands somewhat what Jinghua said during her divorce.
This son seems to have been completely ruined...
But Hattori Heizo still didn't think it was his fault.
After all, it's not like he's the one who's in charge of educating Hattori Heiji. How can you blame him for the child turning out like this?
He was just too busy with work and neglected his family; there must be a problem elsewhere.
...
Inside the Nichiuri TV station, the originally busy and orderly work rhythm was disrupted by a sudden broadcast.
"The Osaka Prefectural Police just issued an emergency evacuation notice. Please stop all work and filming and leave the building via the nearest fire escape."
"I repeat, Osaka Prefectural Police..."
"What's going on? They're even giving me a evacuation drill."
One of the workers stopped what he was doing, looking puzzled and muttering to himself, while casually fiddling with the equipment in his hands, showing no intention of taking any immediate action.
"Has something happened?" Another colleague came over, trying to get the answer from someone else.
The broadcast continued incessantly, like a death knell.
After the brief disturbance, although many staff members and guests discussed it, most of them did not take the notice seriously.
Some walked in twos and threes, while others leisurely packed their belongings and headed towards the emergency exits according to the broadcast instructions. Their steps were slow and their expressions were relaxed, as if it were just an unimportant drill.
Photography studio.
At the recording site of the program, a staff member rushed over in a panic.
"Something terrible has happened! Everyone, get out of here quickly!"
"Calm down, what happened?"
"I heard someone threatened to blow this place up!"
"What?"
Although it was uncertain whether this was a prank, Chairman Achiba cautiously advised everyone to temporarily evacuate and seek refuge.
Just before leaving the studio, he glanced unintentionally at the karuta deck on the stage, a tradition passed down through the Satsuki-kai.
Faced with the threat of death, it seems no one cares about this so-called legacy.
Everyone was busy escaping for their lives, and the sound of footsteps and shouts filled the entire space.
"Miraiko, what are you doing? Let's go." Kazuya reached out and tugged at Miraiko's arm, who was standing by the stage in a daze.
Yuzuru Hanyu stood at the door with Ai Haibara by his hand, waiting for the two of them.
Mrs. Yoshida, Ran, and Sonoko had already taken the three little ones downstairs.
Outside the television station, Osaka Prefectural Police and firefighters quickly surrounded the scene. Officer Ōtaki, who was leading the team, looked anxious and kept directing the police to ensure that the crowd could evacuate in an orderly manner.
A large crowd gathered around, watching the spectacle with curiosity.
"The police went in. Is there really a bomb?" A young man craned his neck, peering inside with curiosity on his face.
"Bomb? I heard that terrorists hijacked a passenger plane and were going to carry out a suicide attack on the Japanese television station, right?" A middle-aged woman said vividly from the side, gesturing in the air as if she had seen it with her own eyes.
"How is that possible? That's too outrageous! There's clearly a monster about to appear, and the police are cooperating with Ultraman..." A child excitedly interjected, his eyes sparkling as he was lost in his own fantasy.
In no time, all sorts of outrageous rumors spread rapidly among the crowd.
It's rare to encounter a terrorist attack, especially in a crowded place like this; for many people, the excitement is quite interesting.
This is also the view of various media outlets and journalists.
What place is this?
Osaka Nichiri TV!
This is where the most media and reporters are. A group of reporters just ran out of the TV station, turned around and set up their professional equipment, started taking pictures and videos, and even thought of the headlines afterward.
Whether it explodes in the end or not, there's definitely a potential explosion point.
You can always get a new home if you lose it, but if you miss this once-in-a-century news story, it's truly gone forever.
...
...
Ran and Sonoko stood outside the TV station, eagerly waiting.
Before long, Yuzuru and his group came out together.
"Nan, Kazuha, you're out... Oh, what happened to Miraiko?" Sonoko had just cheered excitedly when she noticed that the girl named Miraiko, whom Kazuha had introduced to them earlier that day, seemed to be in a bad state, as if she was injured.
Following Sonoko's gaze, Ran also noticed Miraiko's unusual behavior.
Miraiko was clutching a deck of karuta cards tightly in one hand, as if it were her most precious treasure. Her other arm was clearly broken and hung limply at her side, her clothes covered in dust.
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