Chapter 429 The Provocative Book of the Bomb Maniac
Chapter 429 The Bomb Maniac’s Letter of Provocation
Author: Jingxiadust
Chapter 429 The Bomb Maniac’s Letter of Provocation
As soon as Takagi Wataru opened his mouth, he heard a loud shout from Shizuo Komemon. He was immediately startled, his heart was pounding, and it almost reached his throat, and he quickly covered his mouth tightly.
However, he immediately realized from the gaze of everyone that he was shouting at Sato Criminal.
Miwako Sato was also startled, and looked at Shizuo Komemon blankly, and found that the latter's face was solemn, and she suddenly realized something.
"Don't move around, step back slowly." Shizuo Komemon said as he stood in front of Ayako and motioned for her to step back with the children.
Then he ordered: "Shiratori, take Takagi immediately to search for suspicious people nearby, and call for support by the way."
"Yes!" Shiratori Rensaburo responded quickly, and then while taking out his mobile phone, he and Takagi Wataru separately began to search for suspicious people nearby.
When Conan saw this, he wanted to follow him to find the suspicious person, but he was immediately held back by Yuantai and the others.
"Conan, don't act recklessly. If the Gumeimen Police Department finds out, the consequences will be tragic. Have you forgotten how much your butt hurts?"
"Yes, yes, it would be terrible if the Gumeimen Police Department blamed us too!"
"I don't want to be spanked..."
After the earnest advice from Yuantai and the others, Conan twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, looked around at the three little ones with pale faces, and resigned himself to his fate.
He really just wants to help! Isn’t this an obvious shortage of manpower?
As for Xiao Ai and Ming Mei, they have been standing by Ayako's side since they realized the danger, and were alert to the surroundings.
Miwako Sato tensed up her nerves, slowly released the door handle, and stepped back bit by bit until she reached a safer position, then she breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as she was out of danger, she had no time to rejoice and immediately started to help disperse the onlookers. She waited until support arrived before she had time to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.
"Thank you for your hard work, Miwa-san." Ayako bought a hot drink at some point and handed it to Miwako Sato, who was a little tired.
The latter looked up at Ayako and smiled, "Thank you. If it weren't for the Gumeimen Police Department, I would have been in a much worse situation this time."
"It's good that Miwa-san is fine. Shizu-kun is very reliable, right?" Ayako blinked and said with a smile, then turned her eyes to Shizuo Furumon who was talking to the explosive ordnance disposal squad policeman.
After the last experience, Sato Miwako naturally knew that she had no additional intention in her words. She was really happy that someone realized the advantages of the Gumeimen Police Department.
She laughed and shook her head. It was really difficult to understand this kind of brain circuit.
Following Ayako's line of sight, Miwako Sato couldn't help but agree in her heart. That guy who was always out of shape and lazy was indeed very reliable at critical moments.
"I said, can you do it? If not, just detonate it. Anyway, this car has been bombed once, and you will get used to it after a few more visits." Shizuo Komemon frowned and watched the explosive ordnance disposal team struggling to defuse the bomb.
Hearing what he said, Miwako Sato held her forehead helplessly and stepped forward to hold him, "The Gumeimen Police Department just thinks that it is too risky for you to do it. It is safer to detonate it directly. You are professionals. If it is safer to detonate it, then detonate it."
Well, it’s okay.”
The people in the explosive ordnance disposal squad looked at each other, did that legendary scary guy really think so?
One of the captain-like policemen said: "Well... it is indeed safer and more efficient to detonate. It is estimated that the destructive force will not affect the shops on both sides too much.
It may cause bad effects, panic and economic losses, and it is easy to be complained by nearby residents and town councils..."
"Shut up! Let's blow it up." Shizuo Komemon interrupted him rudely, for what nonsense reason, "If he complains, let him come to me. I want to see who becomes impatient."
Bomb disposal and other methods are only used when there is no other way. Normally, it should be safely detonated.
This bomb cannot be moved and can only be detonated on the street. Although the destructive power is not expected to directly blow up the shops on both sides, it is estimated that the shock wave generated by the explosion will also shatter some glass.
This is inevitable.
If by chance, an old man with a heart condition is frightened and he is admitted to the ICU or even dies on the spot, he will indeed be prosecuted and held accountable.
"How come these guys from the Metropolitan Police Department are more humble than the other departments..." Shizuo Komemon couldn't help complaining.
"Ah... isn't it our Ministry of Transportation that is the most humble?" Yumi Miyamoto arrived at some unknown time, and her men were using loudspeakers to evacuate people and direct traffic.
"The people in the branch are even more humble." Takagi Wataru came back after searching to no avail and whispered.
Miyamoto Yumi put her hands on her hips and gritted her teeth as if she was striving for the most humble name: "The most humble thing about a branch is to be a friend!"
The Metropolitan Police Department in Japan is actually more like a large club with tens of thousands of employees than a public office.
Therefore, insiders often refer to our agency as the main store and the various police stations in Tokyo as branches, semi-self-deprecatingly.
Miyamoto Yumi is not wrong. The Ministry of Transportation is indeed humble, with a working model of kneeling down to serve, mainly because of them.
After all, the criminal department usually deals with dead people, and the old criminals from the Showa era were extremely vicious.
"Gumeimen Police Department! We received a letter of provocation from the prisoner in class!" Shiratori Rensaburo suddenly ran over with an ugly look on his face.
"Oh, I know." Shizuo Komemon nodded lightly, "The people in the explosive ordnance disposal squad also discovered it. There was a photo posted on the light shield in Sato's car. I just recorded it with my mobile phone."
"Eh?" Sato Miwako was stunned, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Do you want to read it? Then I will send you a copy." Shizuo Komemon took out his mobile phone and said very casually.
"Okay..." Sato Miwako couldn't understand what he meant. It seemed like he wanted to hide it from me just now, but now he sent it to me without caring?
Just as she was thinking about it, she had received the email on her phone and opened it to take a look.
[I am a major league hitter. This overtime is about to begin. The game will officially begin tomorrow and will end at 3 p.m.
Even if you try to find someone to stop me, it will be in vain. I will eventually turn defeat into victory. If you want to stop this game, just come to me.
When you, the police, come walking on the bloody base, I will be waiting for you at the steel home plate.】
"This is..." Sato Miwako's face suddenly turned ugly.
"It's the bomb maniac from seven years ago and three years ago." Shiratori Rensaburo looked solemn.
Miwako Sato suddenly raised her head, and some forgotten emotions flooded her once again. She looked at Shizuo Komemon, hesitated to speak, and finally said with a complex expression:
"You...don't take risks, think more about Ayako."
Shizuo Komemon chuckled and said: "It's just a bomber. How can he be more terrifying than those people? As for taking risks, there is nothing to take risks. This matter should be easy to solve."
