Rice flower town, Mochizuki's house.

Matsuda was like no one, and when he clicked on the door lock, he opened the door and walked in, even more like the master than Mochizuki.

On the sofa in the living room, Amuro Toru was watching the news broadcast with a solemn face, while Hikaru Midorikawa was staying in the kitchen, preparing a delicious breakfast.

And Mochizuki, the real owner, can only stay in the restaurant with a helpless face, waiting for a while to be fed with food.

"Don't you think there's something wrong with your career orientation?"

Mochizuki took a bite of the sandwich hard, and looked at Hikaru Midorikawa, who was still busy in the kitchen, and said with some sighs.

This craft opens a shop at random, and it absolutely crushes those five-star hotels.

"I can't help it, I think it's more exciting than cooking, or the police."

Hikaru Midorikawa untied his apron, put his hand on a chair, and picked up the juice on the side and poured a glass for Mochizuki.

"The Masked Man has sent a teaser letter, and this is for you."

Matsuda sat on a chair and threw out a teaser letter in front of Mochizuki's eyes.

The Masked Man must have been observing them in the building opposite, or he wouldn't have been so angry.

The bomb that he was proud of was dismantled in the most primitive way, and it didn't explode at all, and anyone who saw it would be mad.

Mochizuki took the letter, glanced at it roughly, and quickly lost interest, left and right with nothing more than threatening words.

Recently, there have been no large-scale events in Tokyo, and the prisoners have come as soon as they open their mouths, and they are tens of millions of hostages at once, and Mochizuki really can't understand where he wants to gather so many people.

"There is no official event, but Halloween is two days away, and there is a lot of traffic in Shibuya."

Hikaru Midorikawa picked up the letter and examined it carefully, looking at Toru Amuro, who had been frowning.

"The feelings are still real!"

Mochizuki swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at Matsuda, who was also a little innocent on the side.

As the direct trigger of this incident, the two of them have some unshirkable responsibility, the mask man seems to have a very strong sense of self-esteem, he was hurt by someone, and now he is about to go crazy.

"By the way, there's another person who also received a notice letter."

Matsuda picked up the sandwich and took two bites, saying a little vaguely.

"Huh?"

The three of them looked at Matsuda with some curiosity, there were only a few people involved in the bomb incident, and it stands to reason that everyone who could receive the information was here.

"A former police officer named Nu Murachu, have you been in contact with him lately?"

Matsuda looked at the three people sitting across from him, the other party shouldn't be the target this time.

"Looks like we need to go see the former police officer's wedding."

Amuro rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully.

"Well, the wedding scene seems to have a great view of Shibuya."

Midorikawa Hikaru also nodded, but judging from the current situation, the other party deliberately sent the notice letter in order to let them take the initiative to attend the wedding.

If you think about it this way, the wedding scene is not simple!

If the other party can make a large number of liquid bombs, the entire wedding scene will become a Shura field.

The two glanced at each other, and at the same time looked at Mochizuki, who was silently cooking.

In this case, ordinary bomb defusers could not help at all, and according to their observations, the two liquids seemed to explode when touched.

In this way, you can only find someone who can handle it at any time to take over.

"Your bridesmaid dress hasn't been returned yet!"

Amuro said with some hesitation.

"Big brother, I'm the one who has the invitation, and I'm different from you black households."

"But if you two want to sneak in in a bridesmaid dress, I don't object to it."

Mochizuki waved his hand, pulled out a gilded invitation envelope from under the sofa cushions, and pulled out a few invitations from inside.

"Tsk, you're well prepared!"

Amuro took the invitations and counted them, except for Mochizuki's own, there were five blank ones in them, and they didn't even have their names written on them.

Shibuya Light Building, Mochizuki took Matsuda's hand and walked into the venue, the guests were already seated, and the entire venue was full of people, at least hundreds of people.

"Didn't they all say that there could be an explosion here, why are there so many guests?"

Mochizuki looked at the various people in front of him, and tapped his headset with some irritation.

Not to mention the liquid bomb of unknown composition, it is an ordinary plastic bomb, as long as anyone blows one up in the venue, the result is self-evident.

"Most of the people here are criminal police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department, and a small number of them are relatives and friends of the two newlyweds, if they don't come, the whole wedding will not go on."

Hikaru Midorikawa's deep voice came from the headset, and Mochizuki sighed helplessly, she had forgotten that no matter how dangerous the situation was, the police could not stay out of the situation.

This is their glory and their responsibility!

"You two go to attract firepower first, Kazami has already sent someone to investigate, whether there are bombs installed here, we will soon know."

Dressed in the clothes of a waiter, Toru Amuro stood at the entrance of the wedding, and everyone who attended the wedding would pass through his inspection.

"Understood!"

Matsuda nodded, raised his head and rushed towards the place with the most traffic, not caring at all about the life or death of Mochizuki, who was wearing high heels.

"Hey, who is this?"

Murachu Nu looked at Matsuda, who was staring at him with an unkind face, and tried to remember in his mind whether he had offended the other party.

"He's my new boyfriend, I'm sorry, he's a little bad-tempered."

Mochizuki looked at the two facing each other with some amusement, and she seemed to have discovered a very interesting thing.

This Mr. Murachu was very tall and burly, and if he was the one wearing the cloak, the difference in size seemed a little too big.

At that time, although she dragged Amuro and didn't straighten up, the other party didn't seem to be much taller than her.

In other words, the masked man is most likely a woman, and Mochizuki looks at the bride who is always smiling on the side, and his fingers begin to move.

"The crisis has been lifted, no suspicious items have been found on any floors, and the plan has been cancelled for the time being."

Kazami's disappointing voice came from the headset, and Mochizuki withdrew the fan in his hand with some regret.

I knew that the bomb couldn't be so easy to find, but since the bomb wasn't planted at the venue, why did I go to the trouble of calling them all here.

Could it be that she wants to meet the culprit who ruined her great masterpiece?

Mochizuki glanced at Matsuda, the other party was just as confused as himself, the bride seemed to be emotionally stable, not at all like someone who would make such a boring move.

"The Halloween event is about to start, doesn't Officer Mochizuki want to take a look?"

Christina Lisal came slowly with her skirt on her lips and a proper smile on her lips.

With the movement of the bride, the host of the wedding turned off the lights of the entire venue, and the lights were already bright outside.

The whole of Shibuya is in the midst of Halloween revelry, and the huge crowd is converging towards the intersection, and Mochizuki only feels his scalp tingle.