On the horse side, the first night of the school trip passed peacefully.

In the morning, when the eight of them came to the dining room to sit down for dinner, a classmate quipped, "Why do you all look sick, last night was very intense?" ”

"No, we did it late last night." One of the boys in their dormitory said, "I feel like I can go directly to the University of Tokyo now." ”

"Really? I don't believe it. The other boys heckled, "You definitely raided the girls' dorm, right?" With Nanjo they do the internal response, it must be very simple. ”

"What's wrong with us?" The chairman and Nanjo entered the restaurant with Anri Okada and another girl who didn't have much of an impression of Ma, and just happened to hear what was going on, so they asked.

"Uh, this ......" The boys, who were still noisy just now, were silent.

Kazuma's eyes were on the girl who didn't have much impression.,This seems to be the girl who was grouped to the end of the girl's side.,Pulled by Nanjo to share a room with him.。

In other words, she is also a girl who is not very well treated by the girls in the class.

Kazuma sighed at Nanjo's kindness as he sat cross-legged at the small low table.

The restaurant at this inn is Japanese-style, and it is a fairly open event space when the small tables and cushions are removed, and the rows of small low tables are set up to become a dining hall.

Tawu-san sat down across from the horse, picked up the bowl and said, "I took a morning bath in the big bath this morning, and then while I was drinking milk, I heard the hotel staff say that the hotel seemed to be haunted last night. ”

And Ma frowned: "Haunted? ”

He couldn't help but glance at Ayamiya Temple Tamamo, whose attention had already turned to this side, listening with his ears pricked up.

"Yes, haunted," Tawu-san continued, "it is said that there are people in male uniforms wandering in the hallway, and if you don't look closely, you think it's a student from Beige High School, but if you look closely, you will see that it is a nervous uncle, babbling something."

"But when the clerk approached and asked, 'How can I help you?' he ran away."

Kazuma: "Sounds like an uncle who got lost in a hotel at night?" ”

"But he's wearing a high school uniform." Tower's classmates turned their heads to look at the classmates who were already in the cafeteria, "Where are we, where are there classmates who look like uncles?" ”

He Ma turned his head and looked, it was indeed not, but there was a classmate who was an uncle in his heart floating by.

At this time, the chairman said: "It should be human beings, and this hotel is not only a group of students who are on a school trip, but also students from a private school, and they should leave tomorrow." Maybe it's actually a student from a private school. ”

Tawu looked strange: "In private schools, the general school uniform for boys is a suit jacket, right?" ”

"Recently, there has been a trend that has become popular, but there are also many prestigious private schools that still have student uniforms."

Tawu-san's eyes blinked: "But even so, you don't have a good reason to conclude that it's human, right?" ”

"It's human. Since the clerks have multiple testimonies that it is not a hallucination or something, then he can only be human, right? It can't be a primate like a monkey, right? ”

"It could be a ghost or a ......"

"Ghosts don't exist." The chairman asserted that "most of the so-called ghosts, as well as the phenomenon of ghosts, will eventually prove to be self-frightened." ”

"Aren't you a former member of the Psionic Ministry? Doesn't the Ministry of Spirits believe in ghosts? ”

The chairman said, "That's right, the content of the activities of the Department of the Supernatural was an effort to explore the truth of the supernatural events and explain the supernatural with science before I joined. ”

Tawu-san, looking at the chairman of the committee, was stunned: "Yes, is that so?" ”

"Yes." The chairman nodded.

Mr. Ma remembered that the chairman of the committee seemed to have said this before.

"But if this isn't a paranormal event," Nanjo joined the conversation, "doesn't that mean that there really was an uncle in a student uniform yesterday who was hanging around the hotel?" Isn't that dangerous? ”

"You say that......" Kazuma snapped.

He couldn't help but be alert, he had traveled over for more than half a year, and so many troubles had happened. He suspected that he had Conan's physique, but he was not as exaggerated as Conan, and he would die wherever he went.

"Let's go out into the hallway later." And the horse said.

Nanjo nodded, "Yes." Bring a wooden knife along? ”

"Of course."

Of course, it's better to have a wooden knife than nothing, and although the enemy of Kazuma in the last incident has already started to use Deshka heavy machine guns, but that kind of big scene is like the Conan theater version, which can only be produced once a year.

Probably.

When he thinks like this, he forgets that it is 1980, the Cold War is still going on, the Soviet Union is fighting in Afghanistan, and the spies of the KGB and the CIA are assassinating and infiltrating each other, and the so-called "black operation" is being carried out everywhere.

After eating, Kazuma took Nanjo and began to patrol the inn with a wooden knife.

If the opponent is a martial artist with martial arts, Kazuma can see through it at a glance. It's a pity that most people don't have a permanent buff, and they don't have a martial arts level, which limits the scope of application of the golden finger of Hema.

Kazuma hopes that he can see at a glance "Oh, this girl cleans level 15", "This girl cooks 18", "Oh, this girl is a bed***".

It's a pity that there is no such good thing.

Now this golden finger plays a role in allowing the stand-in messengers to identify each other, and the horse can see the level of the martial artist when he sees it, and the real martial artist can feel the so-called mental skill in the horse.

If the two sides look at each other, they may have to have a heart-wrenching Pokemon duel.

While the horse complains about his skills in his heart, Nanjo's small talk goes in and out of his left ear.

"Anri Okada is a little too cautious, and I'm a little unaccustomed to it," Nanjo said, and Kazuma wasn't listening, "I'm like I brought a maid, am I a princess of the Warring States period?" ”

Kazuma reacted to the word princess: "Are you just good, no, how can the princess of the Warring States be one-tenth as good as you." ”

"Huh? Are you sure? However, it also depends on the princess of the place, Minong's enchantress or something should be better than me, right? ”

Kazuma frowned, what the hell is Minong's enchantress? What about Mino's poisonous snake Michizo Saito? That's not right.,Hema remembers that when he memorized the history of the Warring States.,There was a person like Saito Michizo.,And the evaluation experience is basically the same as the one in the previous life.。

"That, who is Mino's Enchantress?" Kazuma couldn't help but ask, "What is it?" ”

"You don't know? I see that when you usually review, you talk about the head of the Warring States Period, how can you not know this? ”

Hema: "People are not sages, there are always blind spots in knowledge." ”

"Michizo Saito has a daughter who is not recognized in the official history, the enchantress of Mino, who once attracted a thick fog and wanted to take the opportunity to attack Toyotomi Hideyoshi's fortification troops, but the troops entered the fog and never returned."

Wama: ????

Nanjo looked at Kazuma's dumbfounded appearance and said with a smile: "It seems that you are not familiar with these wild histories, but it's great that I finally found some Warring States histories that you don't know, and I can show off to you." Did you know that rumor has it that Kenshin Uesugi ......"

"It's a woman, I know." and Ma Seconds Answer.

"Why do you know this?"

Nonsense, I also said this in my previous life.

And I'm a horse.,But I'm a die-hard fan of the game Sengoku Lance.。

Kazuma and Nanjo chatted all the way and patrolled all the way, mixed with wandering in a daze, and spent the free time before going out to see school collectively today.

And in the utility room they passed, in the gap between the storage cabinet and the wall, the green light on the C4 explosive detonator was flashing softly, each flash was a second closer to the detonation.

**

Kenichi Konma and Rei Komoriyama go to school together early in the morning every day.

As soon as the two met, Komoriyama Ling asked, "Uncle Xingxiong didn't come back last night?" ”

"Yes. He called back and said that there was a 'guest' from Tokyo. Near Ma Kenyi said nonchalantly.

"Nothing will happen, will it? The guests from Tokyo came to ......" Rei Komoriyama looked worried, "There won't be any big deals, right?" ”

Kenichi Near Ma also looked serious: "I feel that things are not ordinary, I remember that my father has not lived in the provincial police headquarters for such a long time." ”

"Alas," Komoriyama Ling sighed, "My father also came from Kyoto, but when he arrived in Osaka, he hasn't been home at all, does he think he is China's Dayu?" ”

Kenichi Konma comforted: "Don't worry too much, since someone from Tokyo has come, it means that they came with clues, and this kind of cross-regional linkage is not common." ”

The police in Osaka and Kyoto are often linked up because of their geographical proximity and close connection.

But it's different in Tokyo, and the Osaka Prefectural Police have always been unhappy about why the police agencies in Tokyo are not called the Tokyo Prefectural Police, but the Metropolitan Police Department.

The people of Osaka already had a sense of competition with Tokyo, and during the era of the shogunate, small merchants and vendors in Osaka liked to wear small shoes for the daisés sent by the shogunate in Tokyo.

After the Meiji Restoration, the people of Osaka couldn't understand why the emperor won and the shogunate collapsed, and as a result, the imperial palace moved to Tokyo. Why?

In addition, the high-level officials here are all graduates of Kyoto University, and the Metropolitan Police Department is mainly from the University of Tokyo, so ...... Anyone who understands understands.

The Metropolitan Police Department generally does not make itself bored, and sends people to Osaka on business, and if it really wants to pursue fugitives or something, it will not jointly handle the case, but will directly hand it over to the Osaka Prefectural Police.

Directly send someone to explain that the problem is serious.

And according to the common sense established by Kenichi Konma since he was a child, he heard that someone from Tokyo was coming, so he guessed that it was gongan.

Rei Komoriyama said, "Could it be Gongan from Tokyo?" In this case, is it necessary to engage in the student movement again? ”

When they were in elementary school, the school movement was surging, and as family members of the police, they had a deep impression of this.

"I don't know, I think it's the Bombinator thing." Near Ma Jianyi was speechless.

"Why don't we go and help with the search?" Komoriyama Ling said suddenly.

"Don't make a fuss, what can we do, and cause trouble for Dad. Trust Daddy, them. ”

"But I'm just restless, my eyelids have been beating since this morning, and I always feel that something very bad is about to happen."

Kenichi looked at the girl with a worried face, and suddenly slammed her against the low wall on the side of the road without warning: "Isn't this still me, if something really happens, there must be no problem between me and you, no difficulty can knock us down, even if it turns into Romero's Dawn of the Living Dead in the end, it doesn't matter."

"I'll definitely take you to meet the dads."

Although Komoriyama Ling's cheeks were red, she spoke very coldly: "I want to remind you that at this distance, I can fight better than you." ”

After speaking, Komoriyama Ling grabbed Kenichi Ma's arm with lightning speed, and then restrained him with a reflexive arm.

"You light, it hurts! Wrong, wrong, you're amazing! You're amazing! Let me go! ”

"Don't let go! Don't let go until the flush on my face fades! ”

"You're unreasonable! Ah, dislocated, dislocated! Really dislocated! ”

**

At this time, Osaka has woken up from sleep, and the streets are full of commuting pedestrians, and the train cars are crowded with people.

Shops on both sides of the street are also open one after another, and the vibrant Kansai accent is one after another.

Vitality pervades every part of the city.

Since the last student march four years ago, Osaka has not encountered anything that could disrupt the peace.

The big bang in Kyoto next door is nothing more than a "story" on TV and newspapers for the people of Osaka.

Mr. Lee was buying breakfast at a convenience store downstairs in a small apartment building that was used as a temporary base of operations.

He suddenly found a very well-behaved and cute little girl in the store, sitting behind the counter reading a book.

Li Zhenghe glanced at the clock on the wall and knew that he was waiting for the school bus to come and pick up people.

"Little girl," Li Zhenghe spoke, speaking in an authentic Kansai accent, "Where is the kindergarten you attended?" ”

The little girl was not wary, probably because Li Zhenghe's Kansai accent sounded too kind.

She gave a list of addresses.

Li Zhenghe took a piece of candy from the shelf, put it in the fast food he bought, and when the little girl finished settling the bill skillfully, he stuffed the sugar into her hand: "Uncle gave you, there is a performance in the Civic Mansion this afternoon, and Uncle will play a big grizzly bear, remember to come and see." ”

The little girl grinned: "Uncle, you don't have to act, it's very similar." ”

"Huh~" Li Zhenghe roared vividly, making the little girl giggle, "Remember, I'm coming." ”

"Good!"

In fact, there was no performance at all, Li Zhenghe just didn't want the little girl to go home too early.

It's too close to the venue of "Big Roots". And, depending on the situation, it may become a bulwark for Lee Jeong-ho and his last resistance.

It's better for the little ones to come back later.

As soon as Li Zhenghe went out, Xing Jishang greeted him.

"I can't see it, I've heard that you kill this kind of child without blinking your eyes."

"If she's a young soldier with a gun, or a child of someone who owes me money and doesn't pay it back, I will. But she and I didn't have a holiday, did we? ”

"This ......"

Xing Jishang didn't know what to say.

Li Zhenghe: "You just think it's an artist's quirk. ”

"Okay."

The two went upstairs with a large pile of instant food.

Now on the second floor, if a police officer suddenly breaks in, he must be scared half to death.

The M16, which has been refurbished, is lined up on a long table.

For Li Zhenghe, it is much more difficult than Kalashnikov.

But to pretend to be Koreans, then, of course, you can't charge through the streets with Kalashnikovs.

Japan's secret services and the CIA know where Lee belongs, but ordinary people who see it on TV and in newspapers don't.

When they see the M16, they will naturally associate it with the US military. Even if the government claims that this has nothing to do with the US military, the public will question, why are there so many M16s, and where do these M16s come from? How to prove that this was not deliberately leaked by the US military? Is there a problem with the material management of the US military?

However, how to guide the tide of public opinion is not a matter for Li Zhenghe and them to take care of.

KGB's public opinion warfare experts and the moles they control will complete the next task.

Li Zhenghe picked up a handful of M16, fiddled with it, and shook his head: "Compared to this soft shape, I still like Kalashnikov's tough lines." ”

**

At half past eight, the students of Beige High School got on the bus for today's study in a noisy.

The chairman whispered in Kazuma's ear, "When it comes to the second meeting point, you and Nanjo will just run." ”

"You're not going?" And the horse asked suspiciously.

"I'm in charge of nodding, and if I go, the bus won't leave and the teachers will look for us all over the place until they take us out and stuff us on. So, it's good for you to go with Nanjo. In the same way, Mikako is in Class C, and she will definitely not be able to leave, because the chairman of Class C is a meticulous person and will not collude with Mikako. ”

Kazuma nodded.

The chairman added: "Happy date." ”

“…… Don't you care? And the horse asked.

Nanjo sat on the other side of Wama and looked at the chairman.

"It's just one day, it's not a big deal." The chairman smiled.

Nanjo's eyes were a little complicated when she looked at the chairman, but she didn't say anything.

At this time, the Kimura tour guide picked up the microphone and pushed the microphone switch, creating a piercing beep, which immediately suppressed the noise of the whole car.

"Hi, meet again, today I am in charge of your class, and I will let you fully experience the charm of the city of Osaka. But until then...... Chairman, is the chairman? ”

The chairman stood up: "The whole class has already boarded the bus, and I just finished ordering." ”

"Okay, got it. Then let's get started, Driver San, let's go. ”

As the words fell, the sound of the engine, which had been idling, suddenly became louder, and the car began to accelerate slowly.

**

The Osaka branch of the Mainichi Shimbun newspaper, chief editor of Mainichi Shimbun Kuo Matsuto, had just sat down in his office, and before the chair was hot, the white one of the two telephone landlines on the table rang.

Newspapers and other large enterprises generally set up switchboards like hotels, and most of the calls coming in from outside are made to the switchboard, and then the operator of the switchboard is connected to the corresponding department.

There are very few landlines in the newspaper that can directly answer external calls, and these landlines do not share the same number as the newspaper switchboard, and are generally not placed in the local "yellow pages".

The white one on the desk of the editor, Noboru Matsu, is one of the landlines that can directly answer external calls.

Basically, no one will make this call, and once it does, it usually means that there is earth-shattering news.

Because of this, Songden Jiuxiong hesitated for a moment when he heard the phone ring quickly.

He had the impression that there should not be any major events that would make the phone ring recently.

Don't...... Is it Miss Yuko?

Yuko is the little lover raised by Matsuto, and she knows the phone number of the white landline on Matsuto's desk, so that when she is bored, she can call and have some sweet phone porridge with Matsuto, without worrying about being interrupted by others.

But Matsuden Jiuxiong glanced at the wall clock, and it was only eight o'clock.

Miss Yuko should still be sleeping at this time.

Then it can only be news.

He picked up the phone: "Moses Moses?" ”

On the other side of the phone, there was a stiff voice that had been processed with a voice changer.

"A time bomb has been planted in a hotel in Osaka Prefecture that will explode at 8 o'clock this evening. We gave the Osaka Prefectural Police 12 hours to raise $10 million and put it in the location we designated, otherwise the bomb would explode. Don't think about evacuating the guests of the hotel, as soon as we find out that the guests are starting to evacuate, we will immediately detonate them. ”

The Songden Nine Clan frowned: "What? ”

But the phone has been hung up over there.

Songden Jiuxiong frowned, he was a little puzzled, this person came up and said this string directly in one breath, regardless of whether others could hear it or not......

Matsuden Jiuxiong was staggered.

He realized that he was not the first news organization to receive a call, and that he did not hear clearly, so naturally other colleagues heard clearly.

Matsuden Jiuxiong pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly picked up the yellow internal phone: "Notify the emergency meeting." The executive editors of the Social Information Department and the Current Affairs Information Department immediately came to my office. Also, ask the Outreach Department to call the Osaka Prefectural Police and ask if you are ...... today Well, there is no reporting regulation. ”

He put down the phone and waited for a while, when the executive editors of the two major news departments opened the doors and walked in.

"Matsuden-senpai, what's going on?" Jiu Lai, the executive editor of the current affairs and news department, who came first, asked.

"Please contact the ...... of the Osaka Prefectural Police No, you bring someone straight over, be quick. ”

The Japanese police have permanent correspondents, and both the Metropolitan Police Department and the Osaka Prefectural Police have a special large office for the permanent reporters of major newspapers.

These reporters battled wits and courage with the police's public security officers all day long, and over time they became very familiar with the situation of the police, and became experts in digging up police news and interpreting police trends.

These old fritters are familiar with many criminal policemen, and sometimes their judgment of the case is even more accurate and faster than those newcomers to the elite group who have just graduated from college and entered the police system.

Executive Editor Kuyori nodded: "Okay, I'll leave right away." But...... What is it to interview? ”

"That's what you have to figure out, something is happening anyway, go ahead!"

**

After listening to the report, Yukio Konma turned his head to look at the leaders of the gongans who had arrived from Tokyo on the last Shinkansen yesterday.

"Sakuma, is that it?" He asked.

Sakuma frowned and glanced at Aramaki.

"I always felt that something was wrong." Aramaki scratched his head, "This looks like an ordinary operation to get dollar cash." Don't give direct code instructions. ”

"That ......"

"And," Aramakaki interrupted hima, "the 10 million dollar bills that are counted randomly cannot be prepared in twelve hours, and five million is barely about the same." The acquisition of dollar notes generally provides a reasonable amount that can be easily scraped together within a time limit.

"This was the case of the kidnapping of the rich Saudi Arabian before, and the demand made by the other side happened to be equal to the amount of green tickets stored in the rich man's own treasury."

"Is there still such a way of thinking?" Near Ma Xingxiong exclaimed.

"Yes, the spy is the embodiment of rationality, and in order to accomplish the goal, all parties will make the most reasonable arrangements. A spy like James Bond can be ...... in reality Not common. ”

"I thought you would say it doesn't exist." Detective Komoriyama, who was also present, said.

This time, Sakuma replied: "Super spy, you can hear relevant rumors from time to time when you do our business." For example, the Soviet spy who sneaked into the highly secret air base of the US military before, replaced the screws on the U2 reconnaissance plane, and then slipped away unknowingly.

"And the 'Firefox' who sent pilots to the Soviet Union a few years ago and finally succeeded in stealing the MiG-25 and removing the MiG-25phobia of the entire NATO camp."

Aramaki nodded: "These legends are basically not substantiated, and we are intellectually biased to believe that this is a carefully planned espionage operation, rather than a feat accomplished by a single super spy, but...... There's no evidence that this wasn't done by the superspies. Our principle is that if there is no evidence of non-existence, there is a question mark. ”

Kon Ma Xingxiong: "I see, let's talk about the threat of explosions. If that's not their real intention, then what is this for? Give the dummy? ”

"It's possible." Aramaki nodded, then looked at the wall clock on the wall, "In a little while, they should make another explosion to prove that their threat is real, a real threat." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door of Ma Xingxiong's office.

"Come in."

As soon as Ma Xingxiong answered the door, the door was opened, and the young criminal policeman rushed in to report: "Jinma Police, reporters are starting to gather!" ”

Ma Xingxiong stood up, went to the window and lifted the corner of the curtain, and looked towards the door of the police station.

A van with the logo of Fuji Broadcasting, one of the four major private broadcasting bureaus, was parked on the side of the road, and the female reporter in charge of the broadcast was touching up her makeup next to the van.

At this time, Ma Xingxiong was observing, and the second reporting vehicle stopped at the entrance of the police station.

Then Ma Xingxiong also saw a photojournalist with a "long gun and a short cannon" who had just gotten off at the bus stop next to the police station.

He was staggered.

"If it were me, I would have detonated a bomb in front of the police station at this time." He muttered quietly.

At this time, he noticed that a bicycle delivering ramen was parked on the side of the road opposite the gate of the police station, and the box containing the ramen noodles was still hanging on the back seat, but the cyclist was nowhere to be seen.

The lonely bicycle parked on the side of the road really looks too incongruous.

"Damn." Konma cursed, turning back to pick up the inner line, "Doorman, do you see a ramen delivery bicycle parked across the road?" Check it out! No, don't look, drive the crowd away, I'll let the bomb disposal experts pass. ”

**

As soon as Executive Editor Kurai arrived at the entrance of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters with his photographic assistant and text reporters, he saw a bomb disposal expert wearing a pot-bellied explosion-proof suit rushing towards the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters with a box for delivery of ramen.

"What the hell?" Jiu Lai glanced at the peers who had gathered at the door, and pulled one casually, "Hey, what's going on?" ”

"I'm just a videographer." The one who was being held back by him said, "I don't have the right to say what's going on, you should ask her, she has the right to decide whether to tell you or not." ”

Jiu Lai followed the cameraman's line of sight and found that it was an old acquaintance, so he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, what's going on?" ”

"It's you." The Sato reporter from Fuji Broadcasting looked at Kurai, "I just defused a bomb, put it in that ramen box, and hung it on the back seat of a bicycle, not far from where we are standing now." ”

Kurai was speechless: "Isn't it? Editor's ...... Let's interview this? ”

**

While looking at the defused bombs, he listened to the report of the bomb disposal experts.

"The equivalent of this thing should not be large, and even if it detonates, there will not be many casualties." Aramaki said beside him, "It's just to put pressure on us." ”

Criminal Police Officer Daisuke Komoriyama muttered: "Is this really a sound attack?" ”

"Whether it's or not, we captured a bomb, let's try to see if we can find anything according to this clue." In addition, under the pretext of assisting in the investigation of suspicious persons, ask hotels throughout Osaka Prefecture to see if they have seen any strange people. ”

Daisuke Komoriyama: "There are so many hotels in Osaka, it takes a lot of time to ask one by one......

"Then transfer a little more manpower! Now the search headquarters was immediately set up, and the venue used a small hall to gather all the telephones and landlines that the bureau could collect now, and one landline one person called the hotel in the house according to the yellow leaves. ”

"Yes."

To investigate a major case, the Japanese police first set up a search headquarters, found a large room, set up tables and equipment from scratch, and arranged everything, and then the personnel drove in and began to investigate the case.

They are undoubtedly professional in this area, and they are placed quickly and well, and there is no other country where the police can do it faster and better.

Because the police of other countries directly investigate the case, they do not engage in this.

Under the order of Yukio Ma, the entire Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters took action, and the staff of the General Affairs Division and the criminal police of the Investigation Division all went into battle to move tables and equipment.

In this way, 40 minutes passed, the search headquarters was set up, and the criminal police began to work.

**

Here, Kiryu and Ma have just finished visiting their first destination of the day.

He glanced at Nanjo, then at the location of Goro Daimon and Teacher Tachibana, then took Nanjo's hand and hid directly.

The chairman glanced at where they were hiding and waved his hand slightly.

Then the chairman followed the brigade and got on the bus.

And the horse pulled Nanjo, crouched in the shadow of the hiding, and looked in the direction of the bus.

He was a little worried that Yamada Yo would do sabotage with a big mouth.

However, this did not happen, and the buses full of students were quickly activated, and the three buses left the parking lot.

Kazuma: "Okay, let's go, let's go to see the 'big roots'." ”

"You're really looking forward to it." Nanjo looked at Kazuma's face, "I feel like your whole being has become more radiant." ”

"Huh, really?" He touched his face.

Nanjo nodded repeatedly: "Well, really." You...... Do you like SF (science fiction) so much? ”

In his last life, he bought a science fiction world for 13 years, from the third grade of elementary school to the graduation of college. If you want to say it, I am indeed a senior science fiction fan.

But to be honest, the sci-fi world from 05 onwards is not very good, and Kazuma's interest has gradually shifted to fantasy works such as Kyushu fantasy.

Kazuma hesitated for a moment about Nanjo's question, and then thought that in foreign countries, there is no clear distinction between science fiction and fantasy, and both are regarded as "fantasy".

So he nodded with the horse: "Yes, I like SF very much." ”

You can't say you're on a "pilgrimage", right?

Embark on the pilgrimage trail and earn 100 devotion ......

And the horse pulled Nanjo to the bus stop.

Although Nanjo is very rich, he and Ma think that if they are dating, of course they should spend their own money, and he is so poor that he can only take the bus.

While waiting for the bus, Kazuma heard two people dressed as office workers chatting next to him: "Recently, I always dream that a large number of fish with long hands and feet are rushing up from the sea, which is very scary. ”

"What? Did you just watch that B-grade movie? ”

"What B-movie?"

Kazuma glanced at the two office workers.

He probably guessed which B-movie it was.

It's really a B-grade movie that makes you crazy and has nightmares.

"I ...... You may have seen it. The office worker with nightmares touches his head, "My girlfriend likes to watch B-grade movies." I've been getting drunk when I come home lately, maybe I've watched a few movies with her in a delirious state? I don't remember, she hadn't been to my house for a few days, and she used to call and talk to me late at night, but now it's like she's gone. ”

Kazuma couldn't help but glance at the office worker a few more times.

**

Li Zhenghe was speechless: "There was no explosion." ”

He no longer looks at his watch.

"It looks like the bomb in front of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters has been confiscated, and they should be able to find the garage soon. When they start exchanging fire, the Osaka Prefectural Police will definitely mobilize the police force to the garage as much as possible. Li Zhenghe glanced at Xing Jishang, "We will act at that time." ”

"What if they hadn't touched it so quickly?"

"Then we'll do it later. Considering our manpower, whether we start at 12 p.m. or 6 p.m., the difference in the number of hostages we can ultimately control will not be too great. Just don't wait until seven or eight o'clock when everyone is gone. ”

Lee Jeong-hak leaned back on the back of the sofa and looked at his subordinates, who were still in the memory booklet of the details of life in Korea.

"Remember to burn all the manuals later. Also, be careful, don't let two people memorize the same manual. When the time came, both of them were captured, and the Japanese asked, 'Do you two live together?' and 'Do you still have the same girlfriend?' That's embarrassing. ”

Everyone laughed together.

**

Ding Jae-wook was eating popcorn while watching a B-grade movie on TV.

He loved this way of life to death, and when he used to be in his hometown, the most exciting entertainment was to watch the Putianbao Orchestra play.

He loved the rock of the Putianbao Orchestra at that time, and now that he comes out, he realizes that he was so innocent at that time.

At the time, he still decided that music was the love of his life, and now he hasn't played music in a long time - watching B-grade movies, or going to the customs shop in Cangtianbori, isn't it fragrant?

Ding Jae-wook is immersed in B-grade films, which he has seen a few times, and there will be one of his favorite violent scenes next...... If I have the chance, I'd like to try the same thing in real life.

At this time, Shi Enzhou, who had been staying in the back room, opened the door, walked out slowly, and went to the gate.

"Wait a minute!" Ding Jae-wook shouted as he took the remote control to stop the video recorder, "Where are you going?" ”

"Buy cigarettes." Shi Eun-joo replied lightly.

"I've got this, I've got this!" Ding Jae-wook stood up and rushed over, grabbed Shi Enzhou, took out most of the remaining half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed them into Shi Enzhou's hand.

Shi Enzhou stared at the cigarette in his hand for a second, then turned around and sat back on the sofa in the living room.

He pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then groped slowly in his pocket.

Ding Jae-wook watched Shi Enzhou from the side, and in the morning Xing Jishang told him to be optimistic about Shi Enzhou, and if necessary, he would use a silencer pistol to send him away.

Ding Jae-wook has no resistance to shooting a companion who is already a little wrong - this can also reduce the amount of money for each person, why not?

But now, Ding Jae-wook was suddenly a little curious, wondering what was wrong with Shi Eun-joo.

"Brother Enju, have you been seeing hallucinations a lot lately?"

Shi Enzhou glanced at Ding Zaixu: "What, you want to laugh at me?" ”

"No, it's just curiosity. You...... What do you see in the hallucinations? ”

Shi Enzhou was silent for a few seconds and shook his head: "It's hard for me to describe to you, language is based on logic, and illusion has no logic. ”

As he spoke, Shi Enzhou raised his hand and tapped his temple with his index finger.

"Even if I wanted to describe it to you, I would have a hard time doing it. In this way, Have you seen Picasso's paintings? ”

"It's in the textbook, as a model for criticizing pompous Western art." Ding Jae-wook said.

"It's about the same feeling. It's like running out of Gřínica, no, ten times weirder than that. I know none of them actually exist, so I'm not afraid of them, but seeing them often makes me ...... It's getting a little weird. ”

"This—That's it......"

Shi Enzhou fell into deep thought, grabbed his neck with his hand, and said as he picked it: "I think it may be the reason why I accidentally took industrial alcohol as a drink and drank a lot of sips when I was drinking. It may also be the sequelae of the injuries sustained during the encirclement and suppression battle of the Yanagawa Group more than ten years ago.

"I'm too lazy to explore what the cause is.

"Anyway, I see more and more hallucinations now, and they are becoming more and more frequent, but no problem, taking sedatives can effectively suppress them."

As soon as Ding Zaixu wanted to say something, he noticed that Shi Enzhou's hand that had been picking at his neck had already torn the skin and was bleeding.

This scene, I don't know why, makes Ding Jae-wook feel a little creepy.

Shi Enzhou noticed Ding Zaixu's gaze, and then he reacted, he stopped picking his neck, calmly picked up the tissue box on the table, and pulled two tissues and pressed them around his neck.

"I'm sorry." Shi Enzhou said, "It's too itchy, and if you don't pay attention, you will be addicted." ”

Ding Jaexu: "It's okay. You...... Don't light a cigarette? ”

"Oh yes, I'm looking for matches...... Strange, where are my matches? ”

Ding Jae-wook took out a lighter, snapped it, and stretched out the flame in front of Shi Enzhou.

"Thank you." Shi Enjoo lit a cigarette, took a hard puff, spat out a smoke ring, and watched it rise.

And Ding Zaixu silently decided to talk less to Shi Enzhou in the future.

If Shi Enzhou did anything strange, he would not hesitate to pull out his gun and shoot.