"The police from the Metropolitan Police Department have handed over the ransom to the designated location, but the bombs have not stopped. People are evacuating urgently. Our reporters will continue to report for you...
As soon as Midorikawa Hikaru came out of the convenience store, he saw the information reported on the news, and his heart suddenly tightened.
The organization had a batch of bombs that were just bought two days ago. Is he going to deliver them himself? Could this be it?
Midorikawa Hikaru got in the car and came alone to the building where the bomb was installed. Fortunately, there was a sea of people here, and he was inconspicuous hiding in the crowd.
There was no explosion in the building, and the scene was under control. Midorikawa Hikaru breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the reporter had made a false report again. He took off the mouthpiece on his face and prepared to leave.
There was a huge roar behind him, thick smoke came out from the middle of the building, flames shot into the sky, and the whole place was filled with screams.
Midorikawa Hikaru felt that all the blood in his body was about to coagulate. Matsuda and the others were in the explosive ordnance disposal team. The possibility of surviving such a powerful explosion was almost zero. What on earth had he done!
Midorikawa Hikaru felt his eyes go dark, and the powerlessness of his parents' tragic death reappeared in front of him. This was the first time he had such a nightmare feeling after catching his enemy. He slumped on the hood of the car, and his whole body seemed like The fish that lacked water only felt a little out of breath.
Mochizuki had just come out of the building and was looking for suspicious people nearby, when he saw this weird senior at a glance.
She hasn't seen them since their identity was revealed last time by their accomplices. In fact, she doesn't mind their deception, as long as they give money. She originally wanted to make a profit from them, but in the end, they disappeared.
"Hey, are you okay!"
Mochizuki stretched out her fingers and waved them in front of his eyes. Midorikawa Hikaru forced out an ugly smile, looked up at her, and then fell to the ground.
Mochizuki had no choice but to help others and sit in the car first. There were reporters all around. How could he, a famous figure in the Metropolitan Police Department, stay with a member of a suspected criminal organization.
She still had to pay attention to the impact. Just as she was about to start the car and leave, the phone rang again.
"Hey, Officer Megure."
"Mochizuki, the police station is going to hold a case discussion meeting later. Manager Matsumoto wants your department to also participate."
"Okay, but I have something to do at the moment. There is an uncle near the building who was frightened and fainted. I want to take him to the hospital first. Let Shiratiao go on my behalf!"
Mochizuki didn't even write a draft of his lie. He dealt with it in a few sentences, straightened out the sleeping Midorikawa Hikari, fastened his seat belt, and drove to his home.
Judging from her experience as an amateur doctor, this man did not have any external injuries on his body because she did not smell the slightest smell of blood.
Then the fainting could only be caused by internal causes, but his pulse was calm and there was no possibility of internal injuries. In the end, only psychological problems remained. In this case, there was no need to go to the hospital, as long as he took a nap.
"Sister Wangyue, who is he?"
Kudo Shinichi was like a curious baby, throwing down the book in his hand and running towards Mochizuki.
Mochizuki had obviously covered Midorikawa Hikaru's face with a hat, but this guy wanted to pull it off to have a clear look.
"I kidnapped him, why don't you call the police."
Mochizuki's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he stared at Kudo Shinichi's hand pulling up his hat.
The latter took a step back. He suddenly didn't want to read anymore, and it was better to read.
"Open the door for me."
Midorikawa Hikaru was so tall that Mochizuki had only two hands to support him from falling, so he had no choice but to throw the bag in his hand to Kudo, a brat, and ask him to help open the door.
"Sister Mochizuki, can I have some food today? No need to bother, just have the hot pot from last time."
Kudo Shinichi clasped his hands together with a flattering look on his face. His father and mother abandoned him and went to travel abroad.
The doctor is working on his new invention and has no intention of cooking. All he eats all day long is rice balls. He has been eating bento for several days. Now all his hopes are pinned on Officer Mochizuki.
"That depends on your performance!"
Mochizuki placed the person on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief. He would never do such helpful things next time. It was too tiring.
"Sister Mochizuki, was he knocked unconscious by you, or was he injured?"
Kudo Shinichi held the chopsticks and his eyes kept rolling.
He knew basically everyone who could go to Officer Mochizuki's house, but this person was the only one who wouldn't even let him see his face, so there was something wrong no matter how he thought about it.
“There are so many dishes and I can’t even cover your mouth!”
Mochizuki took a spoon and scooped some original soup into her bowl. It took her a lot of effort to get just such a pot of soup. It was difficult to just collect the seasonings, let alone stir-fry them into a sauce.
What's even more irritating is that the people around him don't like the smell, and only this kid can barely support himself.
The more people you can eat hot pot, the better, but she was usually the only one here, which made people angry just thinking about it.
Midorikawa was woken up by the spicy and stimulating smell. His original purpose of going to the convenience store was to fill his stomach, but he didn't expect to see such a piece of news.
Getting up from the sofa, Midorikawa Hikaru took out his mobile phone and opened the news interface and started browsing. There was no news about police officers being injured or killed in the line of duty.
"Uncle, do you want to come over and eat together? There are many dishes here, which are delicious."
While Kudo Shinichi was scooping meat into the bowl, he called the man in a daze on the sofa to come over to eat. His hat had been thrown to the floor, but he was sitting in a bad position, so he couldn't see the man's face.
"I really want to trouble you this time, Officer Mochizuki!"
Midorikawa Hikaru sat opposite Mochizuki and nodded rather embarrassedly. He had never fainted before, and his aphasia had not happened again since he met Zero. He never expected to lose consciousness on the road.
"You're welcome. This kid could clearly see the way you entered my house. You have to find a way to cover his mouth."
Mochizuki had something to say, and took out a set of kitchen utensils from the cupboard and placed it in front of Midorikawa Hikari.
"Your cooking skills have improved a lot."
This was the first time Zhufu Jingguang had eaten something so spicy. No wonder the boy kept stuffing milk into his mouth. The taste was really too strong for Japanese people.
"It was an accident last time. I just forgot how to make curry rice. You can't question my cooking skills. If you don't believe me, just ask him."
Mochizuki decisively turned her finger on Kudo Shinichi, who was eating rice. If nothing else happened, this kid would stay at her house for the next few days.
"Uncle, have you been to Sister Wangyue's house before? I seem to have never seen you before."
"I've been here once before, and I guess you weren't there at the time!"
"Yes, I also gave him a telescope as a gift for the greenhouse."
Mochizuki put the marinated chicken feet in the red soup and put some vegetables in the clear soup. This kid's endurance had reached its limit, so it was better not to embarrass him.
"Actually, it was a gift from Morohoshi and it has nothing to do with Amuro and me."
(End of chapter)
