The police officers of the brigade walked into a private car without the Metropolitan Police Department logo.

It was an operation that could not sound the siren.

Under the guidance of the police officers of the Graphic Investigation Department, a group of police officers hung far behind the suspect's pickup truck, without revealing any flaws.

The pickup truck slowly drove to the gate of the high school in the location, and after a few simple conversations with the suspect and the security guard at the gate, the pickup truck was put into the campus.

"Is the curfew at Didan High School so lax? As far as I know, I don't think so." Zong Takuya remembered that his royal sister was fine, so he bragged to himself about how rigorous Didan High School was.

But now it seems.

Didan High School is obviously not as good as the generation.

"I think it's the upcoming county billiards (table tennis) tournament at Teidan High School that made the guards relaxed."

Hiroki Sawada pulled out a web page that promoted the prefectural billiards tournament.

In addition, the content of Didan High School as a competition area was also found on the website.

"Well, that's understandable." Few people in this world can guarantee that they can focus on their work every day.

And always be vigilant.

In particular, Teidan High School is nothing more than a high school.

Their janitors usually deal more with high school students who are doing everything possible to skip class.

It's just that although Zong Takuya can understand, he can't agree.

A lot of things are like that, and what you do is within the scope of acquiescence when the board doesn't fall on you.

But once something happens, those violations that are tacitly allowed on weekdays will be found in one go.

At least the security guard who opened the door for the suspect today is afraid that he will lose his job this time.

"What's going on on the scene?"

"Target is now in the car and appears to be waiting for students and staff to leave on campus."

Although most of the students in Didan High School have left, there are still a small number of students who are on duty and have not yet completed the hygiene of the classroom.

It was only after the school building was empty that the suspect stepped out of the cab.

After smiling fiercely at the teaching building of Didan High School, he slowly opened the double doors of the truck compartment, revealing five half-person-high "buckets" inside.

After carefully moving the five "buckets" to the sports warehouse, the suspect whistled back into the cab.

For him, this set of bomb planting has long been familiar.

There were no surprises in this operation.

As soon as the suspect left Didan High School, the explosives disposal team immediately separated into more than half of the team and entered the campus with bomb disposal equipment.

The first time to confirm that the "bucket" was indeed a bomb that the suspect had prepared a long time ago.

Unlike the No. 1 bomb of the Todo Tower, the five bombs at Teidan High School were set up to detonate in a dual detonation mode consisting of timed detonation and remote detonation.

As for the monitor, it was installed by the suspect outside the window of the exterior wall of the second floor of the school building.

The police did not move the listener for the time being, but the bomb had already begun to be defused.

At the same time, under the command of Matsumoto Kiyocho, the suspect's pickup truck was constantly driven towards the sparsely populated suburbs.

"Matsumoto Administrator, we can't show up again, and if we do, I'm afraid the gangsters will be suspicious."

The management officer of the Traffic Division said to Kiyocho Matsumoto over the radio.

Matsumoto's main way of guiding suspects to sparsely populated areas was to arrange for police cars to conduct raids at intersections.

The suspect who is a thief is naturally afraid of what the police will find, so he can only change his route.

Fortunately, he also wanted to leave Rice Flower Town, so he didn't have any doubts along the way.

"Thank you very much, just leave it to us next." Kiyocho Matsumoto thanked the traffic section officer and motioned for the driver to speed up.

"Let's start arresting now."

On the outskirts of Yonkacho, there are suddenly more cars on the sparsely populated road.

Some followed behind the truck, while others accelerated straight past the truck and then braked.

The suspect sitting in the driver's seat suddenly changed his face.

At this time, even the dullest person should know that he has been targeted, and the suspect's mind keeps flashing the scenes of the police arresting the prisoner in the film and television drama.

So he gritted his teeth and slammed the steering wheel to the left.

After knocking down half of the wall, the suspect's truck successfully blocked the entrance to the alley, and the suspect, who shook his head and jumped from the cab, ran into the alley in a panic.

The main focus of this wave is a panic.

Faced with the fleeing gangsters, Matsumoto Kiyocho was not in a hurry.

If it were placed in other areas, Matsumoto Kiyoshi might be in a hurry, but this is Rice Flower Town.

The place where the police surveillance network is most complete.

Even in small alleys where people are rarely visited, there are still surveillance cameras produced at the Suzuki factory.

The police officers of the graphic investigation department also provided them with the location of the gangsters in real time in the monitoring hall.

"Attention, the gangsters are running towards a dead end, please pay attention to intercept and arrest."

Under the command of the Graphic Investigation Department, Matsumoto Kiyocho and his group quickly found another entrance and quickly approached the cornered gangsters.

When there was still a corner from the gangsters, Matsumoto Kiyoshi stopped, and the criminal police also tacitly stopped their steps.

Four or five officers from the explosives handling squad smiled appreciatively at Kiyoshi Matsumoto, squeezed the taser in his hand and Dr. Asasa with a police spray and walked into the alley with a sinister smile.

Of course, the one who took the lead was Miwako Sato, who had the most momentum.

Continuous, terrible screams and cries for help rang out in the alley.

The police officers of the Graphic Investigation Department tacitly turned off the cameras in the alley.

Matsumoto Kiyocho didn't know what was going on in the alley, and took out his radio to contact Takuya So.

"Chief Zong, fortunately, we are arresting the gangsters, it may take a little time."

"Good job, I'm over now.

I hope you will be able to apprehend the gangsters when I arrive. ”

"Understood."

Matsumoto Kiyoshi straightened up and replied to Takuya So.

The fastest way to get here from the Metropolitan Police Department is 45 minutes. In other words, Zong Takuya left nearly an hour of "time to vent his anger" for the explosives disposal team.

The gangster's own thoughts were tacitly ignored by Takuya Zong and Kiyoshi Matsumoto, and there was no possibility for the gangsters to turn the tables in this case.

An hour later, Takuya Zong came to the entrance of the alley in the suburbs, and Kiyocho Matsumoto personally opened the door for Zong Takuya.

As soon as he got out of the car, Takuya Zong asked Kiyoshi Matsumoto, "What about the gangsters?" ”

Matsumoto Kiyoshi looked embarrassed: "This. . I'm afraid you need to see for yourself, section chief. ”

When Zong Takuya walked into the alley where the suspect was, he was greeted by an unsightly scene.

Wataru Takagi and Miwako Sato stood awkwardly on the side, their cheeks flushed, and Morii Kazuan of the explosives handling team stood alone Shi Shiran in place.

The colleague next to him was at least five meters away from him.

What made Zong Takuya most curious was the gangster on the ground who looked badly played, and at the moment he was paralyzed on the ground in disheveled clothes, twitching from time to time.

It's a real dishevel.

Zong Takuya took a deep breath and asked solemnly, "Who the fuck took off the gangster's pants?!" ”

My mom and mother-in-law made a few outfits for the wedding ceremony at Mimimia.

Today go to see the finished product and the result.

My mother-in-law's clothes are okay, and the cheongsam is good.

My mother's clothes were so different from the ones I tried at the time.

A batch of tun.

Let's just say that the clothes that cost thousands of oceans to customize are not even as good as the ones bought by TB, and they highlight an outrageous one!

(End of chapter)