"Director, this is the ...... we found in these clays."

Just when Lin Xiuyi and Section Chief Matsuda were anxiously waiting, a subordinate suddenly carefully took a piece of something wrapped in plastic sheeting and slowly came to Lin Xiuyi, seeing the other party's cautious appearance, Lin Xiuyi couldn't help but ask with some curiosity:

"Did you really find it?"

"Hey, the preliminary judgment is that it should be black Sokin, it looks like dirt on the outside, it should have been passivated with paraffin, although it is very stable now, but ...... The piece we found was enough to destroy a plane!"

……

Hearing the answer of their colleagues in the forensic class, Lin Shuichi and Section Chief Matsuda couldn't help but feel a little afraid, thinking that if this bag of black gold fell into the hands of Kuroda Shoji, they really didn't know how serious the consequences would be.

"But...... Why did Shoji Kuroda buy black sokin from the Vietnamese regardless of the danger? He was originally an explosives engineer, so if he really needed it, he didn't necessarily have to take the risk of purchasing it from the yakuza organization, by the way, if he made black sokin himself, would it require complicated technology?"

"This ...... If you are an experienced professional, it should not be difficult to make black sorkin privately, and the materials needed such as methyltetramine, nitric acid, lead nitrate, sodium nitride, nitrocellulose and so on can be bought from the Internet, and the manufacturing method can also be found from general chemical books......

"So...... Why did he go to great lengths to buy it from the Vietnamese Extremist Organization?"

……

Hearing the information provided by his colleagues, Lin Xiuyi couldn't help but fall into long-term consideration. And Mr. Matsuda couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

……

"Mr. Kuroda, that's ...... Is there really no problem?"

"Hmm...... Don't worry!"

"I've looked at the original blueprints, and this is the weakest part of the building, and if we break the structure here, we can open the way to the groundwater system, but ...... In order to prevent detection, we had to use small doses of explosives to blast the concrete structures one after the other, and then ...... We're going to temporarily reinforce it here to prevent the passage from collapsing......

Kuroda said as he picked up the percussion drill and began to punch holes in a concrete wall in front of him. After listening to the grinding sound of an electric drill in the small space, the mud mixed with the cooling water immediately made a mess of Kuroda's overalls.

When the drill bit finally disappeared into the wall, Kuroda slowly stopped the electric drill in his hand, only to see that he carefully took out the drill bit, and then immediately cleaned the inside of the drill, and then he handed the impact drill in his hand to his companion.

"Let's take a break, don't worry...... Let's take our time, and if we keep making any noise, we might even attract the attention of others!"

As he spoke, Shoji Kuroda casually found a pack of black sokin and sat down under his buttocks. Seeing his calm appearance, his companion couldn't help but feel a little frightened and said.

"Mr. Kuroda, you ...... You ...... like this"

"Ah...... Don't worry, it's already passivated, so it won't explode easily, but ...... It's hard to say if it's violently shaken or impacted, so wait a minute...... Wait for me to catch my breath and get a few of the fried spots here, and then ...... Let's get out of here......"

As soon as Kuroda Shoji finished speaking, he saw him take off the protective glasses he wore on his eyes, and then picked up the thermos pot on the side and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

"Mr. Kuroda, I didn't expect you to be taken care of by Mr. Hojo back then!"

"Ah...... After all...... I also spent some time in the Tokyo Detention Center, and many people were encouraged by Mr. Hojo at that time...... If it weren't for him, I'm afraid everyone would have lost confidence in life a long time ago!"

"Hey, I met Mr. Hojo by chance. Speaking of which...... He's such an amazing character!"

Hearing the companion next to him suddenly mention the person who gave him the confidence to live again, Kuroda's heart couldn't help but recall the years back then, when he was ...... He had just been sent to the Tokyo Detention Center as the main culprit in the Tokyo subway bombing. Because both trials were found guilty, ...... Even Kuroda himself has begun to believe that he is the culprit responsible for the subway explosion. I thought that in the next few days, I would just wait for the Minister of Justice to sign the death penalty certificate, but ...... In the end, Mr. Hojo allowed himself to pluck up the courage to survive. In the end, the day when the truth was revealed.

……

Twenty years ago, the Tokyo Detention Center.

But a minibus carrying prisoners slowly passed through the layers of security and inspection, and finally gradually stopped in the square of the famous Tokyo detention center, looking at the snow-capped scene in the square, Kuroda Shoji, who had been unable to sleep for many days, couldn't help but raise his head, and a little nervously lifted his glasses.

"Alas...... There's no way to live!...... This should be my final destination!"

Just as Kuroda was secretly sighing, as the door of the car slowly opened, a column of heavily armed criminal officers first slowly approached the car, and then ...... Someone shouted loudly to the people in the car:

"Everyone got out of the car one by one, and they were not allowed to talk to each other......

With the order of the criminal officer, the prisoners sitting in the car began to get up from their seats one after another, and then dragged the shackles one after another, and walked out of the car like walking corpses.

When Kuroda stepped out of the car and looked at the snow-capped and empty playground, Kuroda's heart couldn't help but feel extremely desolate. But...... Without waiting for Kuroda to continue thinking about these troubled things, he forced himself to quickly shift his attention, because he knew that he was now a person who was destined to die, and instead of continuing to indulge in pain and grief, it was better to try to forget these things and live the rest of the day.

"Tokyo Detention Center, I didn't expect the former Sugamo Prison to become so beautiful after moving to Katsushika, it seems that I can die here with peace of mind in the future!"

"Don't speak, everyone line up immediately!"

Hearing the emotional words of an elderly prisoner by chance, Kuroda Shoji's originally uncomfortable mood felt a sense of relief, and it seemed that ...... It is also a blessing to be able to live in a newly built prison before dying!

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