7 Chapter 7

In the following days, Kenji Hagiwara did as he said step by step, and in addition to carrying out the task, he did not forget to continue to improve his technology with the materials of the organization's bomb bomb, and updated the bomb bomb people.

He didn't mean to provide 1 bomb for the organization with his own strength, and the bomb he made was used by himself without a special order, and what he left before was purely because it was not easy to bring it to the United States, so he simply gave it away.

In addition to Gin, Bourbon, Scotland, and Ley have all received his 1-bomb gift packs. At that time, he knew so many members of the organization in Japan, except for those in the research institute. Anyway, even if he doesn't give it away, the organization will recycle it when he uses it.

Kenji Hagiwara narrowed his eyes, and when he said "as a parting gift", the expressions of the four people were memorable.

Especially Gin and Ley, it's not easy to see these two people show the expressions of 'you seem to be a little sick' and 'you can't explain it'.

If it weren't for the fact that Ley had already defected, there would have been one more person who had been asked what he thought of using it.

"Blow up 1 bomb?" Zhufu Jingguang, who was questioned by Kenji Hagiwara, was stunned for a moment, remembered the 'gift' he gave before leaving, and said with a smile, "It's very useful." โ€

I was shocked when I received it, especially Chivas Regal's attitude of 'I will give the furniture that I can't move away to give to my friends', which makes Zhu Fu Jingguang speechless. I was relieved to find out later that Zero and Ley, and even Gin had received it.

Kenji Hagiwara said with satisfaction, "You can tell me when you need it." โ€

When asked, Zero raised his eyebrows, "What, you still want to go back?" โ€

Kenji Hagiwara said, "I just think it's time to upgrade." โ€

Falling Valley Zero looked at him and complained: "You still have after-sales service now?" โ€

"It depends on the mood." Kenji Hagiwara said slowly, "But you didn't give money, what does it have to do with after-sales." โ€

Zero asked amusefully, "Then this is a trial pack?" โ€

Kenji Hagiwara held up a finger and shook it, "At best, it's a giveaway." โ€

"Yes." Drop Valley Zero said, "Send more if you have it next time." โ€

Kenji Hagiwara looked at him, "I remember that your skills in this area are also good." โ€

"It's not like there's an expert. โ€

Kenji Hagiwara curled the corners of his mouth, "Then it depends on the mood of the expert." โ€

Falling Valley Zero looked at him and asked, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?" โ€

Kenji Hagiwara shrugged, "I didn't mention vodka sauce to me first, otherwise I'd have forgotten." โ€

"The fried 1 gin given away for nothing still picks you?" Zero said as if he was grudging, "Or did he ask you to continue to provide 1 bomb?" "So make a request?

Chivas Regal's bomb 1 bomb is really easy to use, and it doesn't mean power but accuracy.

"Forget about gin, he uses it too often, and I don't want to burden my free time." Kenji Hagiwara supported his cheek with one hand, the smile on his face was still so impeccable, and a serious color crossed his eyes, "I just found that my skills still need to be improved." โ€

It was dismantled in three minutes...... Kenji Hagiwara narrowed his eyes.

Compared with some people in the organization, he doesn't have a high desire to win, and he doesn't have the feelings of some dead prisoners, 'You dismantle my bomb, I must win back next time'.

However, the bomb that was made was dismantled so easily, and it also made Kenji Hagiwara ignite the desire to improve his technology - he didn't want to delete the one of his specialties that he was good at making bombs.

He regretfully thought that if there was such a technique, if the people of the organization could still learn from each other, it would be a strip.

Metropolitan Police Department, Pantry.

Matsuda Jinhei held a can of ice cola in his hand and leaned against the wall to empty himself.

Date Hang, who also went to the tea to receive water, was taken aback by him, "Matsuda?!" There was no sound in the room, and he thought there was no one inside!

"Squad leader." Matsuda Jinpei, who looked like a statue, raised his eyes to look at Date Han, who had just escaped from Rushan's report, and now he still hadn't recovered a little, and he felt that words were dangling in front of him.

He took a sip of Iced Coke and complained, "The frequency of arson and bombing cases has been too high recently!" โ€

The empathetic Date Hang smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe it's because summer is coming? โ€

The hot and dry weather leads to impetuousness, which leads to all kinds, and the weather itself is easy to catch fire.

Matsuda Jinhei complained disapprovingly: "I haven't seen this in previous summers. โ€

"Really?" Date Air, who had just been transferred to the Metropolitan Police Department last winter, said suspiciously, "I thought the Metropolitan Police Department would be so busy in the summer. โ€

Matsuda Jinhei said: "The search class has always been so busy, but the explosives handling class No. 1 usually does not. โ€

He originally wanted to be transferred to search for a lesson, so he knew a little bit about it, but before his transfer application was approved, the person who killed Hagi in the first place had already been caught - although he was dead, but there was conclusive physical evidence.

"That's right......," Date said with emotion, "It's worthy of the Metropolitan Police Department, and the workload can't be the same!" โ€

Matsuda Jinpei patted Date on the shoulder comfortingly.

While the two were chatting, a member of the explosives handling squad came over, "Captain Matsuda, it's a mission!" โ€

"Got it!" Matsuda Jinhei drank the Coke down, threw the can into the trash can, and said hello to Date Airlines, "Let's go, squad leader." โ€

"Good work, Matsuda!" Date Hang glanced at the big sun outside and shook his head. It's so hard to wear a blast suit in this weather, Matsuda.

The hardship of the task of rising under the scorching sun in the summer is the pain of all social animals.

The first action of Kenji Hagiwara when he returned to his car was to take off the hat on his head, sigh comfortably in the air conditioning that was not turned off, wipe the sweat beads on his face with two pieces of paper, and complained, "Do we have to wear black when we go on a mission?" It's hot! โ€

And it's really stuffy to wear a hat...... However, it is easy to have 1 face, 1 face and 1 body, which is also stuffy and troublesome.

Calvados's voice came back through the headphones, "Black is good for concealing yourself. โ€

Kenji Hagiwara looked at the big sun outside the window and complained, "Does wearing black in broad daylight also have this effect?" โ€

Calvados was speechless and asked rhetorically, "Wasn't that the case when you were in the United States?" โ€

"Of course you don't have to do solo missions." Kenji Hagiwara replied. Unless it's a collective task that needs to be recognized, Belmode doesn't bother to care what they wear.

Calvados said: "Japanese solo missions are not needed either. โ€

Kenji Hagiwara knew that Calvados liked Belmode, so he casually said, "Is Calvados-chan interested in my experience in the United States?" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Don't call me that. Calvados said, "The people are in place. โ€

"Retreat." Kenji Hagiwara took it when he saw it, pressed a few buttons on his phone, started the car, and left behind the fire and smoke โ–กโ–ก from the windows of the tall building.

On the way back, black sports cars and police cars passed by.

The efficiency of the slivers is still quite high. Kenji Hagiwara glanced at the logo on the car and left this scene behind, and while waiting for the traffic light, he accidentally saw a notice of 'new news' placed in front of the door of a model shop next door.

Kenji Hagiwara raised his eyebrows, turned the steering wheel in his hand, found a place to park the car, and walked in.

"Welcome." The store manager, who heard the doorbell ringing, looked at the door.

Kenji Hagiwara smiled politely at him, and his gaze subconsciously looked at the entire storefront.

The windows are bright and clean, and the sunlight is as abundant as the air conditioning, so you can enjoy the bright light without feeling the heat.

Unlike model shops, which only have shelves, the shelves in this store are placed against the wall, and there is a dazzling array of products on them. From the perspective of a senior enthusiast of Kenji Hagiwara, the variety here is quite complete. Next to the counter is a display case with a model that has been assembled.

There are several tables and chairs scattered in the middle of the store. The clerk whispered that this is for the convenience of first-time customers, and if you are not sure whether to buy or not, you can try to assemble it first, and then buy it if you are interested.

As long as you purchase the model, you can play this time without paying.

Parent-child services are also available in the store, so parents and children can enjoy assembling together.

Kenji Hagiwara sat down in an empty seat and looked at the wall full of models. There are air-conditioners, cold drinks, and toys, so why run back against the sun?

On the other side, Matsuda Jinpei led a team to inspect the scene of the crime, and after confirming that there was no explosive residue, he handed it over to the search class.

Matsuda Jinhei sat in the back of the car, watching the sunset outside the window, and another day passed.

His gaze wandered around boredly, and he was naturally attracted by a model shop down the street.

A new model...... Matsuda Jinhei made a note of the address, so let's come and have a look when I take a break!

At this moment, the door of the model shop opened from the inside, and a man walked out with two boxes of models.

Matsuda Jinpei, who was sitting in the car, widened his eyes in shock.