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CHAPTER XVII
The short colleague saw Matsuda Jinpei stop what he was doing, and the sound of an urn in an explosion-proof helmet came out.
"Where do you think you've seen this bomb? Oh, I think about it, it seems like a new type of bomb that suddenly made us learn a few years ago, but I never encountered it in real life except for the case in class. β
He asked suspiciously, "Matsuda, do you find it tricky?" Otherwise, let me do it this timeβ"
"Don't even think about it."
Matsuda Jinpei curled the corners of his mouth and smiled horribly.
After so many years, the lively and cheerful little curly hair has grown into a mature and reliable man, he looked at the bomb in his hand, his eyes showed a little madness and excitement, and announced: "This is mine." β
The short colleague didn't know the inside story, and jokingly relaxed the atmosphere: "Haha, it's the first time I've seen you so positive, and it makes my hands itch." β
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Another, older colleague knew a little better.
Secretly scolding which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned!
Older police officers know that a few years ago, there was a specially recruited genius teacher at the police academy, named Kawashima Ezaki, who later disappeared in the Fukuchi train bombing, saying that he was missing, but in fact he just didn't find the body, and everyone knew that the other party was dead.
The new bomb that the short colleague said was one of the bombs that caused the explosion of the Fukuchi train, and the case was also spread through the hands of Kawashima Ezaki, which can be said to be the fuse that led to the death of the other party.
When do you think you can't rob live?
I just robbed the students of Kawashima Esaki who died in the Fuchi train incident!
People are willing to give it to you to have ghosts.
Matsuda Jinhei began to defuse the bomb, and his older colleague gave him a hand.
The curly-haired man's side face is extremely calm, and the bomb disposal technique is clean and neat, sometimes unexpected and tricky.
It's hard not to think of the amazing young man on the Fukuchi train, and wonder if he had defused a bomb like this?
The figures of teachers and students gradually overlapped.
The older colleague secretly said that it was a pity.
If Kawashima had lived until now, he would probably have had an amazing resume and was promoted to the National Police Agency, right?
Matsuda finished dismantling the bomb and handed over the rest of the work to his colleagues.
He himself wore a 40-pound protective suit, and rushed from the fourth floor to the downstairs in an instant, asking his colleagues from the search section below to help untie his clothes.
"What about the bombers?"
"I'm heading for Shinjuku City."
Matsuda Jinhei didn't say a word, and drove over there.
He rushed to the scene after the siren and saw two criminal police officers in police uniforms chasing a dirty and sloppy man. To be honest, it's hard to imagine that middle-aged man like a homeless man is the maker of a new type of bomb.
It was the weekend, there were more people on the road, and it was difficult for the police to chase them.
Matsuda Jinhei glanced at the direction in which the bombers had fled, and then took in several nearby streets, and turned to outflank them from the opposite side.
"Stop, don't run!"
"Run and shoot again!"
"Do you dare to shoot so many pedestrians?" The bomber rushed into the alleyway in all directions, and the moment he hesitated to run, a figure jumped down from the wall, and the figure against the light almost obscured the sun.
Matsuda Jinhei pinned the man to the ground.
He was on the explosives squad and was not handcuffed, so he locked the bomber's hands behind him and pressed his knees against his back.
With a twisted howl of pain, the ensuing detective handcuffed the person and prepared to take him back for interrogation.
"Can you notify me of the results of the cross-examination?"
Matsuda Jinhei showed his police card to the two of them, "I just finished dismantling the bomb he planted, it is the same as the one on the Fukuchi train seven years ago, it is rare, I want to investigate it deeply." β
The criminal police saw that he was a colleague from other departments, and he also intervened in this case, so he might be able to find other clues.
"Okay, I'll contact you then."
In the evening.
Matsuda Jinpan lay flat on the bed, arms propped behind his head, eyes unfocused at the ceiling.
He was so excited that he put the phone next to his pillow and couldn't sleep at all.
After graduating, five friends from the police academy entered different departments.
He and Kenji Hagiwara were the first to be confirmed, and the teacher disappeared and was about to graduate, so everyone was at a loss and at a loss, and their future goals were not well considered.
Later, I heard that Captain Date went to the Metropolitan Police Department to work as a criminal policeman, and Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to be preparing to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to become a public security policeman - yes, it was Kawashima Sensei's department. But then he suddenly said he wasn't a police officer anymore and lost all news.
Matsuda Jinhei doesn't believe in any "inappropriate police".
They all felt that Zhufu was on a certain mission, but it was just inconvenient to say it clearly.
The most mysterious is the first place in the class.
Zero suddenly disappeared one day after graduating, without any messages, and the text messages sent were never replied to.
Matsuda Jinhei remembered something and rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed. He picked up the landscape photo on the table, removed the frame, and a palm-sized photo fell from the mezzanine of the landscape photo and the frame.
It is a group photo of the five of them when they graduated.
The blonde student looked like he was gone.
"Hahahaha, Zero, if you're here, maybe you're more excited than me!
Matsuda Jinhei put the photo on the bedside table, lazily scratched his hair, and pulled his slippers and took a can of beer to drink.
"Whew-"
The curly-haired man let out a long sigh of relief, and the beer can was placed heavily next to the photo.
"For seven years, more than 2,500 days, and more than 100 bombs were defused, I was finally caught!"
"I've caught the murderer of the teacher, no matter what force is behind them, I will pick them all out and let them go to the teacher's grave to kneel and repent!"
"Ding-ding."
The mobile phone rang twice, and Matsuda Jinhei picked it up and looked at it, it was sent by the criminal police during the day.
He replied, "I'll be there shortly." β
Put on a coat and leave the house, the headlights are broken and the night goes straight to the Metropolitan Police Department.
An hour later.
Matsuda stood outside the detention center, flipping through the transcripts in his hands.
The bomber, Hirohiro Takamura, said he was a homeless man who returned to the abandoned lab where he was staying one night after picking up scrap and found explosives, a cell phone and a large sum of money.
The person above contacted him through this mobile phone.
The money is a deposit, and as long as the bomb is successfully placed in the designated location, there will be a sum of money on the mobile phone after the deed is completed.
Hirohiro Takamura has long lost hope in life.
He transferred the large sum of money to his parents, and then took the bomb to the mall as instructed, ready to get the rest of the money and have a good time for a few more days, after which he was caught by the police, and it didn't matter if he went to jail or was executed.
It's just that Hirohiro Takamura didn't expect that the bomb he had placed on his front foot would be discovered on his back foot, and then he was chased by the police patrolling nearby all the way until he was caught by Matsuda Jinpei.
"Where's that abandoned lab?"
Matsuda asked, grabbing the railing.
Hirohiro Takamura sat down in the interrogation chair with his head bowed, and his dirty hair hung down in front of his face, emitting a great odor.
Hearing Matsuda Jinpei's words, he looked up at this handsome and well-dressed police officer, but his eyebrows were upturned and he looked angry.
Officer, what a good job, you must not have had a hard life, right?
"The abandoned lab was almost burned to the ground, and when the bomb appeared, I was so scared that I turned the contents inside inside out and found nothing."
He probably knew that his life was over, and he raised his head and smiled.
"You want to find traces left by those people? Haha, even if there were, it would have been destroyed by me a long time ago, not to mention that there was no trace at all, as if it appeared out of thin air......"
Matsuda Jinpei didn't bother to listen to this guy's.
Pulling out the address of the abandoned lab from Hirohiro Takamura's mouth, he returned to the car.
[The mobile map will guide you, destination: Karasuma Group Biological Laboratory, a distance of 48 kilometers, and it is expected to arrive in 57 minutes.
Please fasten your seatbelts, drive in a civilized manner, and travel safely. γ
At night, the neon lights are like the reflection of the stars.
The black RX-7 drove into the traffic, and the street lamps on both sides depicted a long galaxy road leading to the place he had never forgotten and had been buried in his heart for seven years.
Today is destined to be extraordinary.
Not only the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, but also a big incident happened within the Black Clothes Organization.
Shiho Miyano, a member of the organization codenamed "Shirley", disappeared inexplicably.
She had successfully developed APTX4869 under the information of her parents, and the drug was tested and determined to be highly lethal, making it very suitable for situations where the use of firearms is not possible.
As a highly valued researcher of the organization, Shirley clearly lived up to the trust of that person.
Upon learning of the death of her sister Akemi Miyano, she interrupted her drug research in protest and was imprisoned by Gin in a room at the research institute for introspection, and was later found missing.
Tissue shaking.
The big man ordered the internal and external members to go all out to track down Shirley's whereabouts.
"Researchers can even escape from within the organization."
I don't know who sneered.
"Ha, with the supervision of science, research, people, and personnel, of course this kind of consequence will happen, who made us the people of the action group not get close to the experimental area at all?"
"I heard that that is a genius girl, and her parents were researching drugs for the organization before they were burned to death, and they really developed a finished product, which seems to be called a 'silver bullet'? She was born in the Order, raised by the Order, and now defected from the Orderβ"
"Bang!"
The gunfire stopped.
The speaker's temple was pierced, a cluster of black blood mixed with white substance rushed out of the penetrating wound, and his throat "ho-ho" twice, and his eyes widened in disbelief and he fell.
Gin smiled sheepishly.
Lightly blew the pungent smoke from the 92f hand/gun/gun/muzzle.
"Anyone else want to continue?"
There was silence.
The internal members present disappeared in the darkness and quietly left.
The same goes for valley zero.
The mixed-race police who have been undercover for seven years have long discovered that the organization is secretly developing a drug.
However, the Blackcoat Organization is very strict with this drug, and even the very capable "Bourbon" has no access to any information about APTX4869.
Today was a bonus.
The disappearance of "Shirley" has made the strict and secret black-clothed organization a little chaotic, the previous mission was a one-line communication between superiors and subordinates, and he never saw other members of the organization, but today it has become a multi-person mission.
Although he still didn't see the faces of the other members, he heard something special from Zero -
The APTX4869 was born on the basis of the silver bullet.
The Silver Bullet was developed in a burned laboratory.
Can you find a little bit of information there? Zero didn't know either, but that didn't stop him from trying his luck. οΌοΌοΌ