Fujiwara Yu slowly loosened his left hand. Due to the speed of falling, the cable left a deep bloody mark on the palm of his right hand. His flesh had already been stained by the bright red cable.
He gritted his teeth and suppressed a groan, using his height advantage to force his back against the wall of the elevator shaft, with his feet supported on the opposite wall edge. If it were a shorter person, they really wouldn't be able to do this.
After wrapping the cable around his right arm, Fujiwara Yu, with his hands free, easily tied the rope hanging down from Furuya Rei around his waist. Only after making sure that it would not come loose did he boldly loosen the cable.
He looked up at Furuya Rei, who was clutching the rope tightly with both hands, and shouted:
"Furiya, can you hold on? I want to defuse the bomb before going up!"
"I'm fine, go ahead and demolish it!"
It's not that Fūya Rei is trying to show off. He has been doing strength training every day in the police academy for the past six months. Both his physical fitness and arm strength have improved a lot compared to before he entered the police academy.
Besides, Fujiwara Yu can greatly reduce his burden by supporting his legs on the edge of the wall. He does not need to use much strength, as long as he ensures that the rope will not be worn during the pulling process.
"Is it really okay for us to openly announce that we want to defuse the bomb now?" Fūya Rei looked worried. If the bomber pressed the detonator without hesitation when the defusing was almost complete, there would be no way for him to stop him.
Fujiwara Yu did not answer, but took out her cell phone to quickly edit a text message. After all, some things are not suitable to be said out loud. Who knows if he is listening?
[Fujiwara Yu: The bomber was probably very confident. He thought we didn't know there was a second bomb, so he thought it wouldn't matter if we defused this one. So, what happened to Matsuda and the others?]
When Furuya Rei was checking the text message, Fujiwara Yuu replied pretentiously:
"If the bomb goes off, I'll die anyway, so I might as well give it a try!"
"You're right! Let's give it a try!"
[Furiya Rei: I've sent your deduction to Matsuda. He should be near the transaction location. Please stop what you're doing for a moment. I'll pass the bomb disposal tools along the rope to you.]
Um?
Fujiwara Yuu looked up with eyes wide open in surprise, put the phone back in his pocket, looked up, and said a riddle:
"Where did you get the lollipop? It's not right to give it to me at a time like this, right?"
"The uncle downstairs gave it to me to thank me for saving his child. You can eat it!" Furiya Ling naturally understood what Fujiwara meant, and he agreed with a smile.
Fujiwara Yu reached out and took the bomb disposal pliers and screwdriver that had slid down the rope in front of him. With these two tools, the bomb disposal speed could be at least three minutes faster. The corners of his eyes couldn't help but curl up with joy:
"Then thank that uncle for me. Thanks to him, I was able to replenish my sugar intake in time, which allowed me to have a clearer mind."
"no problem!"
There was no need to continue arguing with Fūya Zero, because the bomb countdown would not wait for anyone.
Fujiwara Yu focused 200% of his attention on the simple remote-controlled bomb in front of him. He could understand why the bomber did not design the remote-controlled bomb into a complicated bomb because there was no need to do so.
Since they were designed to be remote controlled, as long as the bug was working and someone was heard coming to defuse the bomb, they could detonate it directly. The dumbest way to do it was to use a signal jammer. Without knowing what kind of bomb it was, if you used a signal jammer and terminated the bomb's signal circuit, the bomb would explode.
So he could understand that the design of this remote-controlled bomb was not complicated. He was also grateful that the bomber did not design it as a normally closed bomb. If it was designed as such... there would be no need to dismantle it. The real thing would be to run away as much as possible.
Fujiwara Yuu took a deep breath to calm himself, then lowered his brows and gripped the screwdriver tightly, gently removing the casing to facilitate the subsequent bomb disposal. He seemed to completely block out the surrounding sounds, only the sound of his heartbeat gradually steadying after cutting the wires.
With only one crucial wire remaining, he subconsciously held his breath and carefully moved the bomb disposal pliers to the blue wire. According to his analysis, if this blue wire was cut, it would trigger the remote detonation. With this cut, the bomb would be prevented from being detonated by the phone, and the professional explosives disposal team could then recover the bomb.
Click.
The moment the blue wire was cut, Fujiwara Yuu couldn't help but close his eyes. He didn't feel the pain of the instantaneous disappearance. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the bomb with the red light turned off, and let out a deep breath.
He really didn't want to touch a bomb again in his life. It was really not good for the heart. After dismantling it, his hands were shaking so much that he wondered if he had Parkinson's disease.
Fujiwara Yu even thought that his two relatives were about to join the explosive ordnance disposal team. He felt it necessary to prescribe some heart medicine for them. Of course... maybe they needed a protective suit that could not be destroyed by bombs.
In his previous life, lightweight explosion-proof protective clothing was indeed developed, but that was his previous life. He was not a scientist, so it was naturally impossible for him to develop it. He didn't even know what materials were used.
"Furiya, pull me... woooo!
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Before Fujiwara Yuu could finish his words, he felt his whole body falling rapidly downwards, but someone above him soon realized that what he had done was wrong, and quickly gritted his teeth and held tightly onto the rope that he had accidentally let go.
The sudden tightening of his waist made Fujiwara Yu feel like the Nagoya cuisine he had eaten at noon was about to burst out of his stomach. He immediately stretched out his long legs and kicked to the side. Sometimes he still had to rely on himself. He climbed up slowly again as before, wanting to escape from this dangerous place as soon as possible.
He finally climbed up and saw Furuya Rei blinking his droopy eyes rapidly at him, and making sign language with his hands that he could not understand at all. This scene really confused him.
"You... have you been secretly learning sign language without telling us? But I can't understand it." Fujiwara Yu raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat that was running down his face due to the shock, and made his insightful comments with an expressionless face, but these comments were not funny.
Furiya Rei rolled his eyes to express his speechlessness. He fumbled for his cell phone, quickly typed a string of words, and then handed it to Fujiwara Yu. His anxious expression was as if two sows were holding a marriage registration form and asking him to sign it.
Fujiwara Yu looked down at the pitiful little screen of his mobile phone and couldn't help muttering "backward technology" in his heart, but he still read the content carefully. His eyes widened after reading only a few words.
The phone screen clearly read: Hiro just called! He said Matsuda found and defused the bomb in the coffee shop!
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You can tell how excited Rei Furuya is from the number of exclamation marks, and you can also tell how shocked Fujiwara Yu is from his eyes that are about to fall out of the phone screen.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: He is worthy of being the man who was noticed by the explosive ordnance disposal class while he was in school.
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