Chapter 246 Forty Gachapon
Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara came out of the haunted house together first, but they had different tasks to do.
The people who were most familiar with the two bombers at the scene were Matsuda, Hagiwara and the detective, but the detective didn't remember those things, so when Matsuda arranged the task, he kicked his own young friend to catch the criminals without hesitation.
"Huh? Jinpei-chan, I can defuse bombs, too." Hagiwara Kenji pointed at himself and pretended to be shocked. "Compared to Midorikawa and Amuro, I am more professional, right?"
"That time you told me it was easy and you could do it yourself, but you didn't wear an explosion-proof suit, didn't turn on the signal shielding, smoked next to the bomb and talked to me on the phone." Matsuda Jinpei told me everything that Hagiwara Kenji did seven years ago. The more he talked, the gloomier his expression became. "If Aka hadn't caught the criminal, you wouldn't have left me a complete body without an explosion-proof suit...!"
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and tried to calm down under the worried gaze of his little girl: "I'm sorry, Hagi. I know you have changed those bad habits, but this time, I-"
Jinpei Matsuda hadn't been this angry in a long time. The scene of his childhood friend almost dying seemed like it was just yesterday. His rationality began to evaporate when the two bombers targeted them again. As soon as he closed his eyes, the image of Kenji Hagiwara who was killed in the explosion, which he often dreamed of after that day, would appear in his mind.
"I should be the one to say sorry, Jinpei-chan." Hagiwara Kenji sighed, stepped forward and hugged Koujinran tightly, "I left you with such a bad memory, and you are still worried about me now. I fully realize my mistake at that time, okay?"
He loosened his arms and took two steps back, laughing dryly: "Besides, Xiao Nayue only has one toolbox. Even if I want to defuse the bomb, I can't take the toolbox away from you... Be careful."
The handsome officer Hagiwara blinked.
"I'll join you guys after I catch the criminal." He held out his fist. "Don't keep me waiting too long, Xiao Zhenping."
"Of course." Matsuda Jinpei snorted and also stretched out his fist to bump with him in the air.
Not long after Hagiwara Kenji disappeared into the crowd, Akae and Nazuki also came out.
Just like Hagiwara said, there was only one toolbox, but fortunately, both of them were considered criminals (?), especially for the two undercover agents, carrying jammers was basic operation, which was one of the reasons why Matsuda and Hagiwara were not too worried.
After the discussion, Morofushi Keimitsu went towards the roller coaster, while Amuro Toru and Akae Nazuki went to the oceanarium which was larger and harder to find. However, after leaving the haunted house, Akae Nazuki took the initiative to propose to separate from Amuro Toru. He wanted to go to the Ferris wheel with Matsuda Jinpei first to see the situation.
Since the Ferris wheel and the aquarium were not far away, no one refused the proposal, not even Jinpei Matsuda. However, Toru Amuro realized something and his expression became a little strange.
The situation was urgent and everyone rushed to their respective destinations as quickly as possible, but as expected, an unexpected situation did occur on Jinpei Matsuda's side.
To be honest, Matsuda Jinpei's guess about where the bomb on the Ferris wheel was actually installed was originally a mystery. The criminal probably wanted the police to spend a lot of time investigating.
What they didn't know was that the police already knew their attire in the haunted house, so the two of them easily found the compartment they had been in by comparing it with the surveillance footage.
The police have also discussed with the park district, and for safety reasons, the carriage containing the bomb will be stopped close to the ground, allowing Jinpei Matsuda to go up and defuse the bomb until he has finished.
In this way, the risk can be reduced to the lowest possible level. Once something goes wrong, Jinpei Matsuda, who is closest to the bomb, may still have a chance of survival.
However, it is impossible that the prisoner did not take this into consideration.
"...Tsk." Jinpei Matsuda clicked his tongue impatiently after pulling out the bomb and taking a look at it. "It says that only when the bomb and the police arrive at the closest point to the star together, the display will scroll to indicate the location of the next bomb."
They also have Midorikawa and others on their side. Jinpei Matsuda doesn't think that those two, plus the detective, make two people. He doesn't think that the two of them will not be able to find the bomb in the scene, but just in case, he has to follow the criminal's instructions.
Before that, it was necessary to evacuate all the tourists who had not yet gotten off the Ferris wheel... The Ferris wheel took 20 minutes to make one rotation, and the bomb detonation countdown was 40 minutes. It was completely enough time for Jinpei Matsuda, so he leisurely carried the toolbox, leaned on the railing below and took a break.
"In the end, we didn't have much fun today." The detective leaning on the railing next to him said regretfully, "I was looking forward to seeing you and Tou-kun screaming on the roller coaster."
"You are expecting something that will never happen." Matsuda Jinpei came back to his senses and said casually, "Amusement parks don't grow legs anyway, so just come back next time."
"Next time?" The detective pondered, looking resistant. "Forget it. Coming to an amusement park with a man once is too much..."
"Is this my speech?" Matsuda Jinpei was not annoyed, but looked thoughtful. "Wait, you are not going to say that you will avoid us after you return this time? Then, let's not talk about Hagi, my fist will compete with your head for hardness."
The detective raised an eyebrow, turned his head and smiled at him: "Really? Then you will become the first police officer to cry because of the pain of punching someone."
The detective who reappeared seven years later was always listless and lazy, and was about 70% similar to the original him in Jinpei Matsuda's memory, but not very similar to him later.
Jinpei Matsuda's eyes drifted aimlessly in the air.
The reason why he called the little devil was certainly not because of his devilish appearance. Even though classmate Chijiang at that time always told me not to get too close to him, his body honestly did not resist their approach at all. Only after we became completely familiar with each other did we see the evil factor beneath his indifference.
Who is the good guy who sneaked into the dormitory of his classmate in the middle of the night just to replace all the shampoo and shower gel of his classmate with strawberry flavor! ?
When Matsuda Jinpei found out, the people were already washing. Even if he stopped the damage in time, he would have had two days off. As a result, he was not trained and his whole body was filled with the sweet scent of pickled strawberries, which made the group of people around him laugh for a long time.
The one who laughed the loudest was the culprit. This guy even rubbed against him and sniffed him while laughing. He turned around and discussed with Hagi what scent to change to next time.
Matsuda Jinpei's fist hardened.
At this time, the tourists had just been evacuated and Jinpei Matsuda was ready to enter the Ferris wheel. He took two steps towards that direction with his suitcase and suddenly spoke.
"Don't worry, it only takes me two minutes to blow up this bomb." The mature and steady mask of the curly-haired police officer was shattered in an instant. He said confidently, and patted the fluffy top of the detective's head. He looked extremely handsome. "By the way, I want to eat the chicken curry you made tonight as a reward for my contribution. Is that okay?"
People who just met Matsuda Jinpei always thought he was a careless guy, but both Akae Nazuki and Hagiwara Kenji knew very well that this man's intuition and sharpness were so strong that they were frightening. Most of the time, Matsuda Jinpei was just too lazy to use this ability to read people's expressions on other people.
Therefore, Matsuda Jinpei could see that Akae Nazuki was emotionally unstable, which was not surprising to Akae Nazuki.
Watching the man get on the Ferris wheel and close the door, the detective who stayed below couldn't help but clench his fists.
...You curly-haired idiot, didn’t you wash your hands after defusing the bomb? You’re done!
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After leaving the Ferris wheel, Chi Jiangnan headed straight for the nearby aquarium. When passing an alley, the cell phone in his pocket rang with the sound of a received message.
The sender is Conan.
[That Yue brother! Bourbon is probably going to take action. It's dangerous. Don't be alone with him! ! ]
Conan, who knew his brother's character well, was so anxious that his mouth was about to be blistered.
From the previous conversation between Bourbon and the detective and the harmonious atmosphere between them, Conan could judge that Bourbon probably did not want to hurt the detective, or that the relationship between Bourbon and the detective was more complicated than he imagined.
But just because bourbon won’t hurt detectives doesn’t mean the rum behind it won’t!
Conan learned from Ai that Bourbon was a mystic and intelligence officer under Rum, so he knew that even if Bourbon didn't want to take action, he could not disobey Rum's orders.
After careful consideration, he still sent out this message.
At the same time, when Chijiang Nayue saw the message, she couldn't help but think:
Ah, if that's the case, the information came a little late...
He walked into the alley next to him unknowingly, put away his phone, turned around and looked at someone at the alley entrance who was deliberately showing off his golden hair, which he had discovered.
After all, he had taken the initiative to create opportunities for him and Bourbon to be alone.
"It's Amuro-kun." The detective seemed unaware that something was wrong with the other party and asked, "Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be looking for bombs in the aquarium?"
"I am the one who should ask this question, right? Detective."
The blond man walked in slowly with a gloomy look and deep pupils: "Or, should I call you Kaluya?"
The detective's expression was calm and he tilted his head: "Huh? That's my online username... What's wrong?"
"I think you know what I'm talking about, Kalua." Bourbon said with a smile, "Stop making trouble, Rum asked me to pick you up."
"Rum again..." The detective's eyebrows jumped. "How could a rotten piece of wood that has decayed to such an extent not die yet?"
Bourbon seemed to not understand what he was saying. He walked lightly towards the detective and held out his empty hand to indicate that he was harmless at the moment, trying to relax the detective's vigilance: "Okay, shall we go?"
When Bourbon's hand rested on the detective's shoulder, the latter realized his true intention, but it was too late. The sharp needle pierced his skin, the cold liquid was injected, and the feeling of dizziness came over him almost instantly.
The detective, who seemed to be in poor health, staggered two steps and fell into the embrace that was close to him. He breathed in Bo's cold breath, with shock still in his eyes.
The blond man held the detective in his arms with one hand and gently covered the detective's eyes with the other hand, feeling the trembling of the eyelids and the itchy feeling of the eyelashes when they were brushed.
"Please get some sleep, Detective," he whispered softly.
Just before his consciousness fell into complete darkness, the detective moved his lips and seemed to say something.
Amuro Toru subconsciously put his ear close to listen, and with difficulty he heard the words clearly when the detective repeated them for the second time.
Detective: "Don't hug me sideways...it's embarrassing."
Amuro Toru: …
He slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, and the negative emotions that had been accumulating in his chest inexplicably dissipated by more than half before these words. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and his purple-blue eyes hidden by his hair were filled with a helpless smile.
Really, how can anyone be nervous enough to act when this happens, you little bastard?