Chapter 3626-3638 [Kidd: I got caught by Uzo too?] Requesting monthly votes ()
"..." Inspector Megure only wanted to know where the bomb and the bomber were; he had no interest whatsoever in the old man in the fairy tale book. He sighed, "In other words, we can't deduce where the next bomb is based on the ending of the picture book."
Officer Takagi had to resort to brain teasers again: "The very middle of 7... Thursday? The seven colors of a rainbow? The seven notes of a musical scale?"
Upon reflection, he realized that the number seven was truly powerful, with related things everywhere.
Inspector Megure sighed, resorting to his old, clumsy method: "Bring all available personnel to search places that might be related to 7."
"Yes, sir!" The young officers busily dispersed.
Editor Asanaga looked left and right, then hesitated and asked, "Is there anything I can do?"
Inspector Megure: "If you can remember the answer to this riddle..."
"I really don't remember that," Editor Asaga sighed, and said, "Then I'll head back now."
Inspector Megure nodded and did not stop him: the editor is not a detective, there is no use for him to stay here - on the contrary, maybe when Editor Asanaga goes back to his office or study, he will have a flash of inspiration and remember the answer to the riddle.
He then handed over a business card and instructed, "If you remember anything, contact me immediately. It's okay if I'm wrong."
After watching the editor walk away, Inspector Megure quietly took out his phone again.
It sounds ridiculous to be at a loss in front of your subordinates and then run to a detective who wasn't even there for answers.
But if you ask privately... there shouldn't be a big problem.
...
While the police were busy searching.
In the intricate network of underground pipes.
It had rained not long ago, and the water level in the sewers had risen. The relatively clear rainwater had formed a river, carrying a constantly shimmering dark green suitcase, and was slowly flowing forward.
If Officer Takagi were here, he would definitely recognize it at a glance—this is the bomb bag that he had been carrying around for almost 20 minutes not long ago.
The orange countdown had long since reached zero, but it was still flashing regularly. The numerous bombs below the electronic screen remained quietly embedded in multiple layers of waterproof material, slowly moving forward with the water flow.
A few dozen meters ahead.
Kidd, wearing a waterproof suit and a headlamp, swam forward for a while before crashing into a metal fence.
The water flowed through the gaps in the fence, but he, a grown man, couldn't get through. Kidd stopped in front of the fence and tapped the part of the railing that was above the water with his finger.
According to the map he had just received, a few hundred meters ahead across this area was the backyard of the Suzuki family's museum.
"Everyone knows I'm good at soaring through the night sky. If I suddenly switch to underground, I should be able to catch that awful old man off guard."
As he pulled out his lock-picking tools, he muttered, "But no matter what, crawling through the sewers is too embarrassing. And it's only been two rain showers, yet the water level has risen so high. The weather forecast says it will rain again in a couple of days. What if the whole sewer is flooded by the time I start?"
He was already keen to rule out this option, but since he was already here, he felt he should pry open the fence and go to the destination to see the situation.
As he was prying, something suddenly came along with the water flow and hit him on the back with a thud.
Kidd was startled, his face changing slightly: This was a sewer! What could have hit him? He had checked before coming down and found the water to be relatively clean with not much debris, but now... the thing that bumped into him from behind seemed to be quite large.
Could it be that someone happened to be dumping the body in this area?
Or perhaps it wasn't a person, but some large chunk of filth and garbage...
In a split second, countless thoughts flashed through Kid's mind. But thinking didn't affect his actions. The moment the thought arose, Kid suddenly shifted to the side, grabbed the railing, turned around, and looked at that thing.
Then he saw a half-meter-long suitcase.
The zipper of the suitcase was open, revealing an orange electronic screen that displayed the number [00:00:00] flashing continuously. Amidst the rushing water, one could even hear a "drip," "drip" sound.
"What is this?" As he asked the question, Kidd had a vague idea, but he was reluctant to believe it: Why would a bomb suddenly appear in a sewer? Or a time bomb that seemed to have short-circuited?
"It might just be a package of electronic components," he reassured himself as he carefully unzipped the zipper, then pinched both sides of it and peeked inside.
I saw a jumble of wires and a large bundle of explosives.
Kidd: "..."
He gently closed the bag and gently pulled the zipper back...
Then turn around and swim wildly!
He didn't even consider defusing the bomb: if it were really a time bomb, he'd be willing to challenge himself before the countdown ended. But on the electronic screen of the bomb from earlier, the countdown had long since reached zero.
This means that it is either a broken, crazy bomb that might suddenly explode at any moment, or it is not a time bomb at all, but can be deliberately detonated!
"So where did the bomb come from?"
The phantom thief looked bewildered: "And of all times, of all times, they appeared just as I was about to pry open the fence, and then they ran right into me..."
...Who's targeting me!
Kidd, as if being chased by a fish, exerted all his speed, swimming dozens of meters against the current.
After keeping a safe distance from the bomb, he calmed down a little: "The bomb didn't explode even after I swam this far, so it seems it wasn't aimed at me. It must just be a coincidence."
"Thinking about it carefully, there have indeed been some explosions every now and then recently. Although they don't generate much buzz, the frequency is higher than before."
"So I was just unlucky enough to get caught up in a bombing?"
In any case, this sewer is no longer safe.
No one can guarantee that there's only one bomb nearby. What if there are many more submerged in the water? He didn't want to be blown up like cannon fodder in the cold sewers before even having a proper showdown with old man Suzuki.
Kidd looked around and quickly found another manhole cover.
He looked around and found nothing that looked like a bomb, so he swam over and climbed to the ground.
He turned around, put the manhole cover back in, and went into the public restroom next door to tidy up. Soon, an ordinary-looking male high school student came out of the restroom.
He didn't leave the dangerous area immediately. After observing for a moment, he casually put his hands in his pockets and circled around the spot where he had just encountered the bomb.
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