"Indeed, long time no see."
Qian Mu Liangchen licked his dry lips, and he tasted blood and dust.
Because of the tinnitus caused by the previous explosion, Qianki Yoshitatsu didn't really listen to Kiyokawa Kamiji's words, but he could read the gray-haired young man's lip shape.
In order to show goodwill, Qian Muyangchen first placed the gas mask on the railing, and then slowly raised his hands.
This posture of letting others be slaughtered made Kawakami raise his eyebrows.
After half a minute, the gray-haired young man put down the gun in his hand.
"How long has it been?" Kawakami asked slowly.
"We met a year ago. If you don't count that time, it was thirteen years." Qian Mu Liangchen said, "You...it seems like you don't remember this."
"I actually know a lot more than you do, Barolo."
Qian Mu Liangchen continued, "I... once swore that I would find you."
"Ah, now you found it, go ahead."
"So..." The tall man hesitated rarely, "Do you want to know your past, Kawakami Tsumugi?"
"Of course." Kawakami replied. He turned his head and glanced down the stairs, where the shadows of firelight were already reflected.
"But, not now."
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In fact, going to the explosives manufacturing factory was exactly Kawakami's plan.
Because the target of this mission is Barolo, a member of their winery. At the same time, he is also one of the police.
Wineries don't beat me up for no reason, and police don't watch their people in danger.
Therefore, according to Kawakami Tsumugi's analysis, this mission is fishing.
I don’t know who is the fisherman and who is the bait.
But the police will come.
And he had to come. Only in this way could Barolo get in touch with the police, so he could join them and lurk in.
However, before the police arrived, Barolo was alone and helpless. This was Kawakami's best chance to obtain information without being suspected.
Meanwhile, the bomb factory is Kawakami's home turf.
When squeezing the Bourbon labor force, Kawakami was not completely idle. He reluctantly took part of the time to thoroughly memorize the structure of the bomb factory; along the way, he figured out four or five retreat routes and troubleshooting routes - of course, Kawakami Tsumugi also did some other things.
Therefore, when the flames were raging and the poisonous smoke was billowing, Kawakamiji still walked calmly and with ease.
…
After a brief conversation between the two, the gray-haired young man returned home and slid down the stairs like a ghost.
Going down to the corner, Kawakami put on a black mask with anti-virus effect on himself. At this time, Qian Mu Liangchen was following him, three meters away.
Kawakami Tsumugi came to the second floor. He looked down and saw the scorching light coming up. The stairwell leading to the first floor was sealed by flames.
He covered his mouth and coughed twice. Even though he was filtered by a mask, the thick poisonous smoke still made him feel uncomfortable.
"Don't follow me." Tsumugi Kawakami turned back and glanced at Qianki Liangchen. "You can go up to the rooftop from the third floor. Your people will help you. I don't plan to go to the bureau to drink tea yet."
"But, Kawakami..."
"You know my past, this weight is actually not that heavy." Kawakami Tsumugi interrupted Qian Mu Liangchen, "I don't know what your purpose is in finding me, but this matter depends on me, not on And you."
Qian Mu Liangchen sighed. He didn't speak any more, but directly threw the gas mask he had taken before to the gray-haired young man.
The latter picked it up subconsciously.
"Wearing this will provide better protection."
"Thank you." Kawakami was silent for two seconds and then asked, "What about you?"
"As you said, I have someone to help me." Qianmu Liangchen tried to smile, but it was very stiff.
Kawakami wiped the gas mask with his hand, and there was a faint smell of blood on it, which was from the wound on the giver's hand.
He suddenly felt a slight feeling of guilt, but it was not obvious, so much so that it took him two seconds to think about it before he realized that it was guilt.
After Qian Mu Liangchen said this, he didn't stay any longer. He turned around and returned to the third floor.
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Time goes back to before the explosion started.
Toru Amuro and Kashasha went to the explosive manufacturing factory together. The guards sent by Araki regarded them as senior members who came to inspect and let them go.
This guy Kashasha seemed to have forgotten about business. He really followed the person in charge of the explosives factory on his inspection tour, asking questions about this and that with great interest, and even visited the front-line production line.
Toru Amuro followed Kashasha with an indifferent expression, watching this guy jump around like a flea.
His face could not help but become darker and darker, and his air pressure became lower and lower.
The part that is a member of the organization makes Toru Amuro very disgusted with Kashasha's fussy behavior while playing while doing it; and the part that is a public security policeman...
Seeing the criminals' explosive-making lair up close, anger continued to build in his heart.
It was hard for him not to think about how these explosives would be used to hurt and kill, and how many lives they would take away. Toru Amuro couldn't help but think of his two friends in the explosive ordnance disposal class. Three years ago, Hagihara was These things died in the line of duty...
And he and Jing Guang didn't even have the chance to attend the funeral——
"I'm just shopping around first. Is it necessary to carry a face, Tou-kun?"
After walking around for a while, Kawakami turned around and saw Bourbon's unhappy face. He couldn't help but joke a few words.
"Have you finally remembered to do something serious?"
His anger and sadness were disrupted by Kashasha. Toru Amuro took a deep breath and calmed down.
There is still business to be done, and the police are ready to go, just waiting for the horn to blow.
"Do you only have business on your mind? Your life will be very boring if you do this -" Kawakamiji said in a long voice, "I've had enough shopping anyway, let's just go to the third floor."
Bidige
They took the elevator.
The so-called elevator is just a simple iron cage. After all, this is an illegal factory and some facilities are not compliant.
Therefore, the elevator's load-bearing hooks, counterweight guide rails and other devices are directly exposed.
As soon as they arrived on the third floor, the door hadn't been fully opened yet, and Kashasha couldn't wait to rush out.
"Hurry up, you are so slow," he urged.
Suddenly, all the lights went out.
The elevator door was halfway open and stuck there.
Toru Amuro reacted quickly and rushed to the elevator door. In fact, this width can fully allow people to enter and exit, but there is also a member of Araki with him, and he blocks Toru Amuro's movements.
And among the three of them, Toru Amuro stood at the very back of the elevator.
"Something's wrong!"
Kashasha also discovered the problem and was about to run back.
At this moment, a deafening explosion occurred, and the gray-haired young man stumbled and fell to the ground.
The explosion damaged the structure of the elevator and broke the steel chain that pulled the box. As a result, the entire box quickly fell downwards under the influence of gravity.
After all, this is an illegal factory. Some facilities are not compliant and there is no complete system to prevent accidents.
Therefore, there was no speed reducer and no safety facilities. Toru and Amuro fell solidly from the third floor to the first floor in the box.
When it landed, the box made of iron mesh fell apart under the huge impact. Due to his posture, Toru Amuro pressed on the person in charge of the bomb factory, and there was no damage.
The latter was not so lucky. He had several broken bones and howled in pain.
Toru Amuro wanted to stand up.
A second wave of explosions followed, and he fell back again amid the violent vibrations.
The person in charge of the bomb factory screamed even more fiercely.
