Chapter 68: Coindo Chapter·Beginning

"There is a bomb under the bed. Contact the person in charge first and move all the patients in at least three wards on the left and right... Move quickly, there are still 20 minutes before the explosion."

The nurse grabbed the bed sheet instantly. She took two deep breaths, her heart still pounding. She just nodded, got up and informed the director according to the other party's instructions.

"This bed cannot be moved. See if there is a way to move only the patient." Kasugawa Shugo added that this pile of tubes did not look very convenient to move.

"No problem, the equipment is all on wheels."

Kasugawa Shugo nodded, he simply took out the hand from his pocket, turned on the front flashlight, and lay on the floor under the bed, facing the black bomb fixed behind the bed board.

However, the lighting from the mobile phone is not very convenient.

"We need pliers, scissors, wrenches, flat and cross screwdrivers, fruit knives or small knives like those on key chains if you have them, and a small flashlight. No, it doesn't matter what size it is, as long as you have a flashlight."

Kasugawa Shugo actually lied about the time. The screen of the bomb showed '13:24', which would soon be reduced to a pitiful single digit.

"Hurry up."

Hearing the footsteps of the nurse leaving in a hurry, he couldn't help but emphasize it. When the noisy running sound came from outside the ward and the surrounding equipment began to move, the time jumped to '11:41'.

Someone put a wrench and a flashlight next to him.

"We have only found these for now, and we are still looking for the rest." It was the voice of a man who sounded about fifty years old. Someone called him the dean from the back, "I'll leave this to you."

"Don't worry."

Kasugawa Shugo's attention was focused on the bomb, and his tone was very cautious when he answered. He grabbed the small flashlight, and he didn't have the time or the mind to care whether it was dirty or not. He directly held the handle of the flashlight in his mouth, freeing his right hand that had been holding the mobile phone for lighting.

No one came to disturb him, and the movements outside gradually became orderly. After about another one or two minutes, a few screwdrivers were placed next to him, and at the same time there was a headlamp.

The man who had been studying the bomb's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the flashlight from his mouth, took the headlamp and fixed it on his forehead, "Thank you."

He used a screwdriver to pry off the screws that fixed the outer shell, took down the thin plastic plate and put it aside.

After seeing the internal structure, Kasugawa Shugo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not a very complicated structure, relatively speaking, it's quite ordinary, and it's estimated that the guys who placed the bomb didn't expect anyone to find this.

Looking at the internal structure, it should be related to the bomb in the car or the room. When the bomb there explodes, the countdown here will start.

Pliers, scissors, and a fruit knife were also brought. He frowned and lay on the ground with his head up. The best thing about this posture was that the sweat would not get into his eyes.

He used the scissors to cut the last blue line. The bright red words on the screen always stopped at '4:27'.

It took six minutes, three times as long as that guy Matsuda Jinpei. What would he say if he was there...?

'This level of stuff can be done in three minutes.'

Thinking of the look on his friend's face when he said this, Kasugawa Shugo couldn't help but smile. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and realized belatedly when he lay on the ground to relax his limbs that the guy who handed him the last tool did not leave and had been sitting next to him.

He crawled out from under the bed, sweating from the intense mental tension, and casually opened his collar, so the man sitting by the bed looked at the small piece of skin on his chest.

There was also a white mark that was a different color from the skin, as if it had just grown.

"Mr. Midorikawa?"

The man whose name was called didn't say anything, but just handed him a bottle of warm water. Kasugawa Shugo took it and drank half of it. The water flowed across his throat, which was particularly fragile after the injury, and it started to itch. He coughed a few times and put the bottle down. "Finally I'm alive, thank you."

Before the man could say anything, he stood up by supporting himself on the ground. "Mr. Midorikawa, it's very dangerous to stay next to me. If something went wrong with me just now, you would definitely..."

"Sorry, sorry, because I saw that Mr. Kasugawa didn't take any protective measures, I thought it wasn't particularly dangerous..."

Kasugawa Shugo stroked his messy chestnut hair and said casually, "This is not my specialty, I just learned it from a friend. Mr. Midorikawa, don't trust me so much... Sorry, I have something else to deal with, I have to go first."

"Isn't it your specialty? So Mr. Kasugawa just went in to defuse the bomb without any protection when he was completely unsure? It's really amazing."

I always feel that these few sentences that Midorikawa Hikaru said are weird, but I don't know what's weird.

I feel a little cold for some reason...

Now is not the time to dwell on this, he asked the other party to go home quickly, and left quickly.

The hospital had called the police, but his identity was not suitable for any contact with the police who often appeared on TV and newspapers. He only hurriedly sent a message to the leading police officer he knew to inform them of the situation, so that they would not come to find the "enthusiastic citizen" who dismantled the bomb without any care.

The hospital is not a place without surveillance. Although there are very few surveillance cameras in the world, there is still a surveillance camera at the entrance of the inpatient department. After asking the director to retrieve the surveillance camera, Kasugawa Shugo rushed to the woman who was transferred away.

The new ward was the same as the previous one, but the vase and flowers on the cabinet, as well as the hand-woven scarf rolled up on the pillow, were gone. When Kasugawa Shugo walked in, the woman was crying, and the nurse was earnestly patting her to comfort her.

The crying person seemed to want to say something, but the mental stimulation made her lose the ability to express herself. She choked and uttered a few words at random, which seemed to be "Maomao".

Seeing a man coming in from outside, she was about to scream again. Kasugawa Shugo hurriedly took a few quick steps and stuffed the scarf brought from the old ward into her hands. The woman stopped crying instantly, and with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, she happily held the scarf in her arms.

The nurse breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the visitor and said sincerely, "Thank you." She

didn't know whether it was the bombing just now, but the comfort now.

"It's okay, can I ask her a few questions?" The person being thanked waved her hands, took out her cell phone from her pocket, opened it and asked the nurse, "...It may cause some stimulation to her, sorry."

The nurse's brows knitted together, and then she sighed, "Although I personally don't want her to be hurt again, but..."

She moved aside a little, the meaning was self-evident.

"Sorry."

Kasugawa Shugo didn't know what to say, and he just uttered this most useless word again with a hoarse voice, opened the surveillance file in his mobile phone, and turned to the time he had previously deduced that the group installed the bomb. They

should have come in the morning, and then returned to Beika Town to install the bomb in the old man's house... It seems that the silencing was not because of the girl today, but was premeditated.

It started at eight in the morning. There were very few people there. Whenever someone showed up, he would adjust the speed and show it to the woman. It was until half past ten...

"Ah————"

The woman hit the screen of the mobile phone that Kasugawa Shugo was holding, sending the phone flying onto the bed. The man quickly picked up the phone and pressed the pause button, locking onto the two middle-aged men in the video.

Unexpectedly, the woman had the strength to break free from the nurse's arms and rushed towards the phone. Kasugawa Shugo was unable to dodge and the thing in his hand was snatched away by the other party.

"Wait!"

He breathed hard as he saw the woman holding the phone high up and about to throw it on the ground. The woman didn't know what she saw on the screen. The frightened look on her face suddenly disappeared, and a pure joy first overflowed from her eyes, and then swept across her wrinkled face.

She put the phone on the bed, stretched out her hand to pull the nervous nurse, and then pulled Kasugawa Shugo. The finger with purple needle holes on the back of her hand pointed to the screen and said happily, "Mom!"

"Mom... come to see me... happy!"

The woman accidentally scratched the screen when she snatched the phone. I don't know where she randomly clicked, but she actually opened the album. Inside was the latest photo he had saved, which was sent from Tsukiyama Asari.

The woman, whose face already had fine wrinkles, was tightly held by another girl who looked like a high school student.

Kasugawa Shugo walked out of the ward. It seemed that his mission had been completed. His current physical condition did not allow him to chase the criminal. The

glare of the sun made him dizzy. On the way to his ward, he felt top-heavy and as if he was going to fall at any moment. He sent the screenshot of the video to Date Kou's phone. He did not want to waste more time explaining to Inspector Megure how he heard about this and how he got the video and confirmed the suspect.

Sending it to Date Kou was the best choice. He believed that his good friend could explain everything.

The call was connected in less than five seconds. Kasugawa Shugo cleared his throat subconsciously, then remembered that his throat condition could not be solved by coughing twice.

"It's safe, we can talk." He first reported his own situation, and got straight to the point, "The video has been sent, and the people in it are members of the trafficking gang. They should still be in Beika Town. The sooner we find them, the better."

These two sentences were said a little anxiously, so the chestnut-haired man coughed twice. Although he knew that now was not the time to talk about this, he still couldn't help but say, "The old woman you and Chao Li were chasing before... her daughter is in Tokyo Hospital and was almost silenced. I think... about 20 years ago, the last person who was responsible for luring children to the designated location was gone, maybe died or was arrested. In short, the gang needs a new 'bait'..."

"......We must act quickly. I... Chaoli has always said that nothing will happen. Now it seems that those bastards can do anything."

In the process of looking for a new "partner", they found a single mother who had a face that was easy for people to get close to, especially liked by children.

She might even be a primary school or kindergarten teacher.

Perhaps the temptation of money and coercion and inducement failed, and the gang couldn't find other suitable candidates, so they thought of another way.

Coincidentally, the single mother also had a beautiful daughter who might have just come of age.

......She needed too much money to save the life of a person who would lie in bed for the rest of his life and had mental problems. Trafficking in human beings is a highly profitable business, but women who are forced into this way probably won't get much.

The moment Kasugawa Shugo closed the door of the ward and hung up the phone, the brief life of an old man had already emerged in his mind. He couldn't help but fall backwards, his back hitting the wall, and then slid down and sat on the cold ground.

The cold liquid drew a line at the corner of his eye, silently crossed his side face, and melted into the fabric.

What for?

He thought.

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