"Here, just leave it to our explosive disposal team. After you carry the prisoner's body down, wait for our news. Matsuda said to him with a seemingly relaxed look.

After Twilight and the others leave the building. Matsuda Jinpei and the other members of the explosive disposal team began to work on a step-by-step basis, each responsible for the disposal of a bomb. The whole process was raced against time, and all the police officers outside the building nervously held their breath, their eyes fixed on the abandoned factory.

"This is time bomb No. 1, it's been disposed of......"

"This is bomb number two, and the timer has been successfully stopped."

"This is the number three ......"

The endless stream of reports reached everyone's ears through the walkie-talkie, and they were immediately relieved.

"This is bomb number 11, and it has been disposed of......"

Just when everyone was about to put down their hanging hearts, there was no sound on the walkie-talkie.

Seeing that there were only two minutes left, Twilight anxiously shouted over the walkie-talkie, "Where's the twelfth bomb?" Who is responsible for Bomb No. 12? ”

At this time, Matsuda Jinpei looked at the last bomb in his hand, and sweat began to drip from his forehead. The prisoner placed the largest bomb on the second floor, although it was not clear what the purpose was. But the route of this bomb is obviously different from the bomb in the hands of others, although it is a novice in terms of method, but it is clearly a long-planned research.

At this point, the timer has already counted down from sixty seconds.

It must be successful...... Matsuda thought to himself.

Although this bomb is a very simple bomb in terms of structure, each one is the same color, and it is difficult for even the instrument to distinguish between the neutral line and the live line. In Matsuda's case, the only thing he could tell which route was the one.

The scissors in his hand trembled slightly. Do you really have to guess? Just as his hand was about to touch the wire, he suddenly noticed that the shell of the detonator seemed to be unusual.

At this point, the fifteen-second countdown has already begun.

"I see, this is an anti-demolition bomb!" He shouted, immediately raised the chair in his hand, and shouted at the policemen below: "Get out of the way!" ”

When the policeman downstairs heard this, he immediately ran to the outer edge of the old building and left the area.

At that moment, when he counted the three seconds left on the timer, he threw the chair out of the way. The force was so amazing that the chair rose high into the air as if it were not affected by gravity.

"Boom-" A loud bang exploded in the air.

In an instant, the shock wave of the explosives shattered all the glass of the abandoned factory with the wreckage. Fortunately, however, the power of the gunpowder did not touch the explosive and flammable materials in the factory, and Matsuda Jinpei was only knocked to the ground by the shock wave, suffering a few abrasions.

After the bomb exploded, Twilight immediately rushed up to the building with someone and asked eagerly, "Matsuda-kun, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine." He pounced on the dust on his body and replied, "I didn't expect the prisoner to use other bombs as detachable bombs to confuse the police, making people think that this is also detachable." Fortunately, I saw something strange about the detonator, otherwise any wire cut would have exploded. ”

This incident reminded Matsuda Jinpei of Kenji Hagiwara, who also died in the bomb more than three years ago. Because at that time, Ogiwara died by cutting the anti-demolition bomb by mistake.

Thinking of this, he paused and said, "Officer Twilight, I would like to report to my superiors and ask to be transferred to the search section, for that blasting incident more than three years ago, the prisoner sent a mysterious digital fax to the Metropolitan Police Department every year at the same time. It's almost that year coming. I'm going to find the bomber who hasn't been caught yet! ”