Chapter 44 Siblings should look after each other
“My birth mother is Chinese, and I was also born in China and have Chinese citizenship. I can be sent to an orphanage in China, where I heard that at least I can be fed and clothed and complete my compulsory education…”
Even after I became an adult, he continued to send me living expenses until about 10 years ago, when I don't know what happened, and he stopped contacting me and sending me money. I think something bad might have happened to him that year!
When Feng Xingshou spoke of losing contact with him 10 years ago, his voice lowered.
"Is that so! So when you guessed he was on this train with a companion, you assumed he was working for that Japanese big boss, doing something as terrible as a member of the Muddy Sea Association?" Hagiwara said after hearing Kazesei's reply.
He could understand her feelings, but his own values and profession prevented him from commenting on his current brother-in-law, and he directly avoided the question of whether his future brother-in-law was good or bad.
Changing the subject, she continued in a low voice, "Judging from his warning just now, it seems you guessed right. Perhaps the key is in that black briefcase."
Matsuda noticed that Hagiwara hadn't received the note this time and seemed to be talking directly to Kaze, so he guessed that Kaze must have found a way to communicate with them other than using notes.
But why are they only talking to Hagiwara? Why not me? I'm curious about what they're talking about.
To outsiders, it appeared as if Hagiwara was whispering to Matsuda.
The door to the non-smoking first-class carriage behind them suddenly opened, and a capable woman who looked like an elite white-collar worker walked out of the non-smoking carriage pulling a heavy-looking suitcase. After looking around the dining car, she walked straight towards Gin and his companion.
The three of them, along with Conan who was hiding under the dining table, watched as the capable woman sat down opposite Gin, spoke with him and Vodka for a while, and then picked up the black briefcase that Gin and Vodka had left on the table and returned to the non-smoking premium class carriage.
After she left, Gin gave Hagiwara and Matsuda, who were still in the dining car, a sharp, cold look. This time, he left without saying a word to them. Vodka, pulling the large suitcase, followed Gin's footsteps...
Seeing this, Conan didn't think twice and crawled out from under the food cart table, recklessly following after them.
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Hagiwara and Matsuda exchanged a glance, and then Hagiwara whispered to Kazesei, "Kaze-chan, give us the bomb disposal kit you put away yesterday. We'll go check that black briefcase and see if we can dismantle it."
If you can't dismantle it, find an open area outside the window and detonate it. You stay in the food truck and gather the food and supplies. Keep an eye on the time; you must reach the dungeon exit 10 minutes before the countdown ends.
"Shouldn't I go and put that briefcase away?" Feng Xingshou asked, somewhat puzzled, upon hearing Hagiwara's arrangement.
Hagiwara shook his head: "Your brother just said that we should get off in Nagoya. Considering the countdown time, we can deduce that the destruction should occur at 3:10. The most likely cause of the massive damage to the Shinkansen is a bomb."
Normally, movable bombs stored in boxes are relatively simple in design to maintain stability and avoid accidental injury. With over 40 minutes remaining, we have ample time to disarm a simple bomb.
"Why must we defuse the bomb?" Feng Xingshou couldn't understand why they would choose such a complicated approach when it was such a simple matter.
Upon hearing this, Hagiwara explained, "Some things are better resolved in reality. If your boss's target was that woman just now, we resolved the crisis without alerting her this time."
So, unaware that she had been attempted to be blown up but had miraculously survived, she...
They will continue to live without any defenses, until they are murdered again by the one who plotted their murder…
“…OK! I understand.” Feng Xing Shou understood immediately after his explanation. She felt that, given her brother’s style, if he really wanted to kill someone, that person would be helpless even if they were on guard.
Hagiwara was incredibly astute; he could guess her thoughts just by listening to her tone. In addition, he had just sensed his future brother-in-law's charisma, and even without knowing him personally, he could vaguely feel that he was no ordinary person. Therefore, he could only helplessly say, "I'll just do my best. What happens after that depends on the other person."
"Okay! You guys go ahead and get busy, I'll go collect supplies." Feng Xing Shou felt a little uncomfortable when she heard him say that. After all, he was talking to the Japanese police about his older brother, who was definitely breaking Japanese law. As a family member of a criminal, what could she say?
Wanting to escape this embarrassing and shameful topic as soon as possible, they quickly took out the bomb disposal kit that Matsuda had brought with him from the Ferris wheel car number 72 and put it in their backpacks yesterday.
As Hagiwara took the toolbox, avoiding the gazes of the others in the dining car, he wondered to himself, "How can that ruthless guy have such a sweet and cuddly little sister like Kaze? These two siblings have such different personalities, do they ever get along well?"
Will Feng Jiang be bullied by that guy? But this isn't the time to chat in the dungeon. He decided to wait until they got back to the highway to have a proper talk with Feng Jiang about their sibling relationship. For now, he should get back to work: "Okay! Be careful."
"Okay!" Feng Xing Shou agreed. After watching him and Matsuda carry the bomb disposal toolbox into the non-smoking premium class carriage, he turned around and began to collect supplies from the dining car. However, these were only supplies from the dining car, far inferior to the amusement park from yesterday.
Fortunately, the supplies in the roadside treasure chests were plentiful, allowing her to obtain a lot of Japanese food, ingredients, and drinks. If she hadn't known that Matsuda and the others had gone to defuse the bomb, this Shinkansen train wouldn't have experienced a destruction incident and the items wouldn't have been damaged.
If any food items were to go missing from the food truck, she could get away with it, but the loss of other items would remain a mystery. She even considered taking all the tables and chairs, and wouldn't leave the window glass untouched—after all, it could be broken down into materials! Unfortunately…
After collecting almost everything in just a few minutes, she checked the countdown and saw that there were still 40 minutes left. She entered the non-smoking carriage and found that everyone in that carriage seemed to have moved to other carriages. At this moment, the entire first-class carriage was empty.
Only when the collar of the collar loosened did Matsuda and Hagiwara, who were chewing gum, use professional bomb disposal tools to dismantle the already opened briefcase. Judging from their relaxed expressions, the bomb should not be difficult to dismantle.
There were still more than 30 minutes left, and there was no point in just waiting here. What else could he do in this instance? As Feng Xing Shou thought of this, he suddenly remembered what Matsuda and Hagiwara had said during their casual conversation this morning.
I suddenly had an idea: I'd like to encounter another case involving firearms and ammunition today, so I can replenish my ammunition and run more nightly dungeons to upgrade the interior of my car and make life more convenient.
My older brother had a deep love for the type of gun that our mercenary father used to use, and he would carry it with him wherever he went. In fact, he was quite lean, and his black overcoat was used to hide his bulletproof vest and firearms.
Based on his habits, he must be carrying at least two guns and a large amount of ammunition. Judging from his fierce appearance, his companion must also be armed.
Sigh! It's only right for an older brother to help his younger sister out when she's in trouble! I'm also understanding of the dangers of his job and will leave him a backup plan, so let's try to understand each other! At least for now, I'm the one who understands him!
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Thinking of this, Feng Xingshou quickly headed towards the direction his elder brother had gone downstairs.
It was a coincidence that she had just walked to the first carriage when she saw her older brother and his companion walking towards the door as the train conductor announced that the famous old town had arrived.
Eager to get her older brother's "support," she momentarily overlooked the six or seven-year-old bespectacled boy running behind them, looking anxious and angry, as if he had something to say to them.
She quickly caught up with her older brother, and then, feeling guilty about his terrifying side, she nervously reached out and grabbed his hand. After establishing a connection with him in the real dimension, she immediately used the perception stored in her backpack space to check the guns and ammunition on his body.
This gave her a fright. Good heavens, there were three guns, and two others that seemed tiny, like miniature guns the size of keychains. They looked like toys to her, but based on her understanding of her older brother, she knew they were definitely real.
There were a full 10 spare magazines, 2 super mini ones, some mini grenades, a retractable baton-like metal object, and a pack of medicine capsules. The weapons were pretty much as I had guessed, but the medicine capsules? Was my brother sick?
However, time was of the essence. Before she could even check if her brother showed any signs of illness, she saw him about to step out of the carriage, which was outside the dungeon's area of effect, and she couldn't get there.
So he had no choice but to use his backpack space to collect two guns and nine spare magazines from him, then cast a palm spell on him, and then tried to touch the weapons on his brother's companion.
However, because releasing the Palm Immortal Technique took a little time, she didn't have time to touch the other person before they left the carriage, and she could only watch their disappearing figures.
Bian thought to himself, "For now, these weapons are enough. And no matter what the illness is, with a skill like Palm Healing that eliminates all negative statuses, I should get better!"
Then she turned around and walked back, intending to wait in the VIP carriage for Matsuda and Hagiwara to finish their bomb disposal work so they could exit the dungeon together. Her experience from several dungeons had made her not pay much attention to the other people around her.
He didn't notice the little boy running past his legs with a resentful look on his face, and continued walking quickly back to the second-floor carriage to meet up with Hagiwara, Matsuda, and the others...
Little did she know that the moment she grasped Gin's hand, even though Gin hadn't stopped walking, he had already vaguely felt his hand being touched, the feel being somewhat like the fleshy hoof of that fat piglet.
Hmph! Maybe seeing those two guys today reminded her of that fat piglet! It's been years, maybe she should go to China and see what kind of mess that good-for-nothing has become? How did she get to know those two guys who don't look like ordinary people?
Is he the boyfriend she met and started dating during the few months she spent in Japan? Didn't she say she didn't like Japan and kept saying she wanted to go back to China? How come she's dating a Japanese man?
Gin was thinking about all this! As he stepped out of the car and felt the change in weight on the ground, his face immediately turned cold, and he looked around sharply, while his leg subtly touched the hem of his black coat.
Very good! Both guns and nine spare magazines are gone, and he only noticed the change in the weight of his clothes just now. Who could have stolen his weapons without him noticing at all?
This question arose in his mind as he looked around, but none of them seemed like pickpockets with such skills. Suddenly, the images of those two people flashed through his mind, and his cautious and suspicious nature made him wonder: Could it be them? Deliberately using this behavior to 'warn' him?
Thinking of this possibility, he immediately sneered in his heart. Ha... those two guys, I must teach them a lesson when I have time, and see if they dare to lay a hand on me again. However, their agility is somewhat useful.
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