Interlude: Thief Police Officer 22

Interlude: Thief Police Officer 22

"How's the research on the neutralizer going?" Bomb disposal is a very physical job. Bomb disposal police must maintain 100% concentration and steady hands, especially for the work of a highly skilled bomber like Pramya. Jinpei Matsuda's forehead was already sweating, but he still pretended to be relaxed and joked with his close friends, "If you don't figure it out, I won't be able to use this bomb after I dismantle it, right?"

"Kenji-chan is already urging us," Hagiwara Kenji touched his pocket, still remembering the last time he smoked in front of a bomb without wearing a protective suit and was nearly beaten to death by Kokunran. He kept browsing through the information, "The Metropolitan Police Department is about to become an octopus."

Moreover, there is one thing they all know very well: Fōtani Rei chose the location farthest away from the crowd within a limited time. Even if the neutralizer is developed, they may not be able to get it in the first place.

Furiya Rei reached out with a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Matsuda Jinpei's face. "You're wearing sunglasses." Even though it was noon and the big tree next to them just happened to shade them, they didn't need sunglasses to block out the light. "Can you really see clearly? It's ridiculous for you to act cool at a time like this, Matsuda."

"Shut up," Matsuda said without taking his eyes off the bomb, "Don't question me in my field. The only one who beat Ishii at the graduation ceremony is No. 1-kun."

"If you have time, get me some gum."

Sixteen minutes left.

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More than half of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has been evacuated, and only some physical evidence materials that are inconvenient to move remain. Japan's adherence to tradition has still caused disadvantages. Many files are in paper form and have not yet been entered into the computer. Most police officers are helping forensics and archivists to rescue as many as possible. After all, they may carry all the hopes of the victims and their families, and may even prove the innocence of a certain person.

"Please allow us to hold on a little longer, Administrator," the captain of the mobile team said with an indescribable calmness, "My excellent team members are working hard."

Thirteen minutes left.

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No matter how unknown it is, Oura Container Warehouse still maintains its proper scale.

The location of container No. 66 was a bit hidden, and even under the guidance of an experienced manual worker, it took them several minutes to arrive.

It took Kazuki Ishii less than three seconds to open the door of the container. He didn't even take out the administrator's spare key and just watched the two policemen's performance in amazement.

"Get out of here!" Yi Dahang saw the stunned administrator and shouted angrily. No one knew what Pramya had put in there. "The police have blocked this place!"

After getting rid of the confused administrator, Date Ko followed Ishii Ikki who had entered earlier. "Be careful, Ikki." It was dark inside the container. He moved forward slowly and cautiously, avoiding the large and small boxes at his feet. "It's not clear what Pramya put in there."

"It should be her temporary bomb workshop." In the shadows, Ishii Kazuki's expression was unclear, and only his light tone could be heard. "Three bombs are not that easy to make. She should have used the reserves from somewhere else."

The flashlight swept across Warehouse 66.

Boxes stacked up layer by layer formed a secret corner, like a treasure chest in a maze, and a safe was stuffed in the most inconspicuous place.

On the cabinet door, the outline of the fingerprint window is faintly visible.

Ten minutes left.

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