Toru Amuro's textbook lock picking only opened the way to the balcony for the people in dormitory No. 2, and did not substantially help their escape.
At present, they are still facing the dilemma of being unable to open doors and windows and unable to escape.
This may be why balcony locks are simpler than door locks.
"We have two ways." Qingchuan Yu analyzed rationally, "One, find ways to open doors and windows to escape. Two, defuse bombs."
The situation is easy to analyze, but the difficulty is that neither path seems to work.
If the doors and windows were easy to open, they wouldn't be troubled until now.
As for bomb disposal...
To put it humbly, everyone present is a bomb disposal expert. A smoking bomb is just a piece of cake for them.
but!
Defusing bombs is not about picking locks. You can do it by just learning some skills. Without receiving professional and systematic training, ordinary people would not dare to start directly. If they are not careful, their lives will be over!
And who are all of you present?
In addition to Yue, Morohoshi is an undercover FBI agent, Toru Amuro is an undercover agent of the Japanese Police Agency, and Yu Aokawa is an undercover agent of the Japanese Police Agency. At a time when we don't know whether we are the enemy or not, casually revealing abilities that don't fit our identity is tantamount to courting death.
Perhaps the only one among the four who doesn't have the burden of being an agent is Yu Jiang.
But Yu Jiang is not willing to defuse the bomb, and his sixth sense tells him that the identities of these three people are not simple. Aokawa Yu and Amuro Toru obviously have an unknown past, and Moro Hoshida, who has eyes similar to that person, is obviously not an ordinary person.
Yu Jiang wanted to see if these people could surprise him in the face of crisis.
Qingchuan Yu glanced at Yu Jiang vaguely, and quickly shifted his attention to the bomb on the balcony again.
He knew that Yujie had extraordinary abilities. For a killer who could easily take down veteran veterans of the Self-Defense Forces, it seemed not surprising that he could defuse bombs, right?
However, if Yu Jiang didn't take the initiative to say this, Qingchuan Yu couldn't show it too obviously.
The four guys with evil intentions were in a stalemate.
At the same time, the control room near the accommodation area was brightly lit.
It was already late at night, but a team of instructors from the training camp had gathered here. With Pisk as the center, they were all paying close attention to tonight's "accident."
On the bright blue screen, someone had just escaped from the dormitory in embarrassment. When Little B saw this, he recorded something in his notebook with a serious face.
Pisk picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and asked casually: "How is the situation?"
He had been in the monitoring room since the accident and had watched the whole process. But there is no way, the elderly have to accept their old age. Pisk found that at least his memory is far worse than before.
"So far, three of the ten dormitories have successfully escaped, namely No. 1, No. 7 and No. 9. There was a dispute in dormitory No. 9, and the student No. 19UK37 was injured and is still trapped in the dormitory area." Little B Reciting the contents of the notebook honestly.
Pisk waved his hand casually, and Little B immediately understood. He took out a red pen and put a big cross on the number 19UK37.
The training camp is a place to select talents for the organization. There is no absolute fairness. Those who are not as skilled as others will be eliminated.
Pisk suddenly thought of someone, frowned and asked, "Where is dormitory number two?"
With that kid's ability, there shouldn't be any movement in dormitory number two until now.
Little B quickly adjusted the surveillance screen to dormitory No. 2 - he could see the four people from Yujiang still gathered on the balcony, staring at the smoking bomb helplessly.
Little A next to him laughed when he saw this: "I didn't expect that a Molotov cocktail could stump him. If I had known, we should have used this trick five years ago."
Pisk is not as optimistic as his subordinates.
Yu Jiang did not react much during the monitoring, but there was no sign of anxiety or embarrassment on his face. Obviously he was very confident and had already thought of a solution.
As expected, Yu Jiang quickly spoke.
But what he said was somewhat beyond Pisk's expectations.
"Instead of staring at a bomb that will explode at some point, we might as well find a way to escape from the dormitory."
Toru Amuro thought of going together with him, and he already had an immature idea.
Before Amuro made a sound, Qingchuan Yu suddenly slapped his head and said: "Although, this thing doesn't seem to be a bomb!"
The other three people immediately cast questioning glances at him.
"The smoke from the projectile means that the temperature inside the shell is very high. But the bomb still hasn't exploded after so long." Qingchuan Yu explained with a smile, "So I suspect this is not a bomb, but an incendiary bomb, a white phosphorus incendiary bomb."
Toru Amuro followed up his best friend's words with a tacit understanding: "White phosphorus is highly toxic, insoluble in water, and very stable in a closed state, but it will spontaneously ignite violently when it comes into contact with air, generating highly corrosive smoke. The bomb's The situation is very similar to that of a white phosphorus incendiary bomb. It should be caused by damage to the projectile and air entering the inside of the incendiary bomb, causing the white phosphorus to burn."
Once you've established this, the next steps are much simpler. It may be difficult to defuse a bomb, but if you just deal with an incendiary bomb, the few people present can be said to have no psychological pressure at all.
Qingchuan Yu connected the water pipe from the bathroom, and took measures to soak the dangerous white phosphorus incendiary bomb with water and wet soil to seal the breach, in order to isolate the air from entering and reduce the temperature inside and outside the bomb as quickly as possible.
Soon, the incendiary bomb that was still smoking just now withered.
Qingchuan Yu successfully eliminated the risk of incendiary bomb explosions and combustion, leaving the four people in dormitory No. 2 with the last challenge of escaping the dormitory.
"So why didn't we find a way to escape from the beginning?" Yu Jiang rambled about his roommate's incomprehensible behavior.
"You didn't seem to have done anything just now, right?" Zhuxing had already had problems with this lazy guy. When he heard Yu Jiang's complaint, he pointed out his problem without politeness.
If this sentence were said to either Qingchuan Yu or Amuro Toru, Yu Jiang would not have much reaction. But Moro Hoshida, a guy who keeps a straight face from beginning to end, as if everyone owes him 100 million, has a built-in sarcasm BUFF, and his casual words sound like a yin and yang, and the contempt and disdain in his tone almost overflows. .
Yu Jiang didn't want to spoil him, so he immediately retorted: "Mr. Zhuxing seems to have been sitting on the sidelines, right?"
The two men were so powerful that they refused to give in, and a tense atmosphere suddenly filled the air.
Qingchuan Yu secretly thought it was not good and quickly handed the stripped metal wire to Toru Amuro: "Hurry up and unlock the door from the outside. Maybe there are other dangers in the dormitory."
"good."
Toru Amuro selectively ignored the presence of the other two people. He removed the sewer drain screen on the balcony, extended the metal wire along the drainage channel to the outside, and pried open the lock on the window.
During the process of unlocking, Toru Amuro somehow remembered Yue's previous teasing.
Gan! He's looking more and more like a professional thief!
