"Only five minutes left! Only five minutes left before the explosion!"
The reporter who came to the scene looked at the camera and spoke in an anxious tone.
"The timer hasn't stopped yet!"
"Mr. Gangster! If you see the TV now, please turn off the timer! If you still have any conscience..."
A plain-looking middle-aged man with glasses wearing headphones, his face darkened after hearing the reporter's real-time broadcast.
【Oh, conscience...】
His thoughts went back to the time when he and his friends met to create the bomb extortion case seven years ago.
At that time, their plan was going well. The police only defused one of the two bombs they planted and were forced to agree to the ransom they demanded to stop the bomb's timer.
But just as they were about to celebrate, a reporter's shout came from the radio station.
"The bomb's timer is still beating! Mr. Gangster, have you seen this scene?"
In fact, this was just because of the delay in the broadcast. They had stopped the bomb's timer long ago.
However, because his companion was worried that the remote control was not controlled properly, he ignored his dissuasion and ran to the phone booth to tell the police how to stop the bomb's timing.
"But those hateful police actually took advantage of his conscience... They pretended that the bomb had not stopped and kept talking to him, and finally sent people to surround the phone booth..."
The man with glasses thought of his friend who died tragically in a car accident while escaping in a hurry, and walked towards his car with a sneer.
The bomb was going to explode soon, and he, who knew the power of the bomb best, didn't want to be affected.
"The lives of the little boy and the policeman are like candles in the wind..."
The corners of the bespectacled man's mouth raised.
Although I feel sorry for the little devil, if the bomb exploded, the police must take responsibility for failing to protect the little boy.
If the bomb is defused because of fear of it exploding, another bomb will detonate and more people will die...
At that time, as long as he publishes the incident in the media, no matter what the outcome is, the police will be violently criticized by public opinion and completely destroyed...
With his wishful thinking in mind, he looked at the landmark building that was about to become ruins with satisfaction. While opening the car door, he withdrew his gaze and prepared to get in the car and leave.
But when he looked inside the car, he was stunned.
A completely unknown man, but quite handsome, was sitting in the driver's seat of his vehicle, looking at him with a kind smile.
"you……"
Before he could say "who" was behind him, the man reached out his hand as fast as lightning, went around his face, and pressed his neck from behind.
Immediately afterwards, a huge force came, and the consciousness left the body in an instant, and the man with glasses fell into darkness.
…
When the bespectacled man woke up again, he saw a completely unfamiliar scene in front of him.
There were no restraints on his hands and feet, but for some reason he couldn't muster any energy and could hardly move.
The only thing that can move freely is the brain.
He looked around fearfully, trying to figure out what was going on and where he was.
Then he turned his head and saw the very recognizable face he saw before he fell unconscious.
"Are you awake? The operation was successful and you are now a girl!"
"What?"
He was startled and looked down hurriedly. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and realized that the other party was just scaring him.
"Who are you? Where are you? What are you going to do? Kidnapping is illegal!"
The man with glasses said sternly at the man in front of him.
"Oh? Illegal? Then isn't it illegal to set up a bomb to kill a policeman? Mr. Bomb Maniac."
When the man opposite said these words, the man with glasses widened his eyes for a moment, panic, fear, and hatred mixed in his heart, and finally turned into a seemingly tough question.
"You don't want to slander anyone! What kind of bomb maniac? I don't know! What did you do to me? Why can't I move?!"
Yuan Huaiyu slowly took out a document from his arms. It was the same certificate from the public security police that he had shown to the Mumu Police Department before, and waved it in front of the bespectacled man.
"It's no use being tough, Mr. Bomb Maniac."
The bespectacled man immediately understood that he had indeed been caught. He shouted hysterically at Yuanhuaiyu: "You sanctimonious guys can only play tricks like this! You policemen are all scoundrels! scoundrels."
people!"
Yuan Huaiyu put away his police ID, squatted in front of the man with glasses, reached out and slapped him.
He didn't expect that the police would take action directly. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the young public security policeman look at him with disdain and say:
"Villain?"
"You don't really think it was a great act for you and your accomplices to use bombs for blackmail seven years ago, do you?"
"If I were asked to comment, I can only say that your so-called friend with some conscience deserves to die."
The man with glasses immediately turned red: "What did you say?"
Yuan Huaiyu looked at him like he was looking at garbage: "Did I say something wrong? I threaten the safety of the people with such extremely lethal explosives just to satisfy my own material desires..."
"The scum of society like you deserve to die. Just being hit by a car is a worthy death."
"As for you..."
Yuan Huaiyu's eyes became colder and colder.
"The police have never found you, do you really think you are a partner in justice?"
"If it weren't for that... you should have disappeared from this world seven years ago..."
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that the bomb in Tokyo Tower will be defused, and when the little boy sees the four letters displayed, he will immediately cut off the detonation device of the bomb, and then quietly tell the police, your next
The target is Didan High School."
"In other words, your plan this time has completely failed."
"Okay..." Yuan Huaiyu took out another thing from his pocket that made the man with glasses scared, "Don't you want to avenge your friend? Now, you can prepare to go find him."
"Wait, wait..."
The man with glasses looked at the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, felt the man's determined killing intent, and was completely panicked.
"It's not me! There is a child's voice that keeps appearing in my mind. He told me to kill the police... It's not my fault..."
"Oh? You mean you have a mental problem? Schizophrenia?"
Yuan Huaiyu lowered his gun slightly.
"Yes! Yes! That's right! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! It's him who wants to kill the police, it's him..."
"Bang!"
Seeing a bloody hole appear in the middle of the bespectacled man's brow, he shrugged.
"Whether or not you have schizophrenia has nothing to do with me. Even if there is really a so-called child's voice, I can just give you a shot and eliminate both personalities."
This was also the last sentence the man with glasses heard in his life frozen at this moment.