Kawakami's hand was still on the door of the control room. Through solid conduction, he felt the aftermath of the bomb.
Just as he thought, the bombs placed by the installer on the console were not very powerful and could be solved by finding an open place to dispose of them harmlessly.
Although vibrations still occur, this level of vibration is minimally transmitted to the Ferris wheel.
After watching an explosion, exclamations came from the crowd in the distance. Kawakami just observed through the window, and then turned his attention to Miwako Sato's mobile phone.
"How is it? Is the mercury balance rod activated?"
Matsuda Jinpei didn't answer Kawakami Tsumugi's question, but was struggling with a strange point: "Wait, what did you call me just now? Curly?"
Any questions?
Kawakami thought about it for half a second and was very sure that he only called "Curly" and did not include other names such as "debt collector", "idiot" and "bastard" in his mind, so he ignored this sentence.
"I see that you are very optimistic, Matsuda Jinpei, but you are still in a very dangerous situation. The mercury rod did not activate due to our intervention, but this also shows that the prisoner's plan was disrupted."
"What will he do in this situation? Well...if the bomber has a remote control device that can directly detonate the bomb, he may kill you directly when he becomes angry, or he may stubbornly continue to play the game. "
The gray-haired young man showed a lazy smile and said lightly,
"These two possibilities are about half and half, so when we were dealing with the bomb in the control room, Officer Matsuda's life was at the mercy of the criminal's thoughts."
"But the Ferris wheel is so high from the ground. If that guy really doesn't want to play anymore, he can just activate the bomb and it won't cause much damage, right?"
Hearing this, Sato Miwako suddenly changed his expression, and his eyes looked at Kawakami Tsumugi with a bit of disbelief.
"It won't cause any damage." She could tell that Kawakami was serious when he said this. This perfectly timed social psychologist seemed to have no regard for Matsuda's life.
But Matsuda Jinpei in the communication smiled and said in a determined tone:
"He will never do it. You should know this too... Killing me directly would mean being eliminated. How could a guy who is so arrogant and calls himself a Knight of the Round Table -"
He paused mid-sentence. For a while, all he could hear in the communication was Matsuda Jinpei's breathing and the faint ticking sound of the bomb's timing.
"Matsuda, what's wrong?" Miwako Sato asked worriedly.
The frequency of the ticking sound has not changed, it does not sound like a bomb jumping seconds, and the pause time is long... The only thing that can transmit information in real time is the display screen. Curly Hair is probably reading something. It seems to be installing a bomb. Who sent him the message?
In other words, that guy is about to reveal his true purpose. I don’t know if it’s the same as Kawakamiji guessed.
"This police officer is so courageous... I have to praise your calmness." Matsuda Jinpei read out slowly.
"...Please, what did you say earlier?"
Miwako Sato asked subconsciously, but judging from her expression, she already knew the answer subconsciously, but she didn't dare to think about what this answer meant.
"I will give you a hint where the other fireworks are. Three seconds before the explosion, you will see my hint."
"I wish you success in advance."
Matsuda Jinpei finished reading the message scrolling on the bomb display in a calm tone.
"This is what the gangster displayed on the LCD screen. It seems that if I dismantle the bomb and cut off the power supply, I may never be able to see his message again."
"——Wait, another sentence appeared: 'I hope Mr. Police Officer can abide by the rules of the game and stay where he is. Otherwise, the game will end directly.'"
This is to make up for the loophole of the mercury balance rod. It seems that the bomber can transmit information through the scrolling screen in real time.
"Mr. Kawakami guessed it right...the other party's purpose was to trap the police on the cable car, in order to let the police see this passage."
At this time, Matsuda Jinpei specifically mentioned his name, which seemed somewhat meaningful.
At the beginning, Kawakami mentioned another control device of the Ferris wheel, and led the police's thinking to "the bomber will destroy the other device and stop the Ferris wheel completely."
Similarly, it was this guy who decontaminated the bomb before Miwako Sato.
He seemed to understand the bomber's thinking quite well.
Sato Miwako hadn't reacted yet, but Kawakami Tsumugi could tell that this curly hair was being angry, but he naturally didn't care, and even wanted to add fuel to the fire: if he could get Matsuda Jinpei's character spot.
He calmly checked the time on his phone. There were still four minutes until noon.
"Tsk, another firework? It seems that he has also installed bombs in other places with high traffic. Isn't this a variation of the tram problem? It's just that the person tied to the rails and operating the Zongzong rail-changing pole are the same person."
The gray-haired young man whispered, his round glasses reflecting the pale skylight due to the angle.
"To be honest, there really isn't anything new at all. If it's simply revenge against society, it doesn't matter. If we're exploring the topic of the tram problem..."
"That would be such a waste of time and energy. This problem is almost dead in the philosophical and psychological circles."
Miwako Sato glared at him fiercely: "Please don't make sarcastic comments here, Mr. Kawakami Tsumugi!"
Before, there was only a vague illusion. Rather than helping them, the social psychologist was simply interested in the performance of the bombers... Now Miwako Sato can be sure that it is not an illusion.
Maybe Kawakami disposed of the bomb in the control room just to set more variables for the bombers, and stood by with interest to observe their reactions to enrich his own research.
The gray-haired young man shrank his neck violently, as if he was waking up from a dream. He was obviously frightened by Miwako Sato's sudden burst of momentum.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to be sarcastic. I was distracted." Kawakami raised his right hand as if surrendering.
Of course, the attention of the other two people is no longer on Kawakami Tsumugi. Matsuda Jinpei continued:
"Although the criminal was near the Ferris wheel, it was almost impossible to find him among so many spectators, even if our people were checking their identities."
Miwako Sato was silent, it was true, by the time they had checked everyone's identities, the bomb would have exploded long ago.
"But I already know where the other bomb is."
Miwako Sato opened her eyes wide in surprise.
Tsuyoshi Kawakami, who was watching, shrugged. If he were to install another bomb, he would definitely choose a place with high personal traffic and a great social impact.
It’s just a hospital, a school, or a subway station.
Hmm... The hospital is the most likely possibility. The colleague calls himself a Knight of the Round Table, but other possibilities are not ruled out. After all, Kawakami always feels that other criminals besides wineries have weird thinking.
Matsuda Jinpei continued:
"The gangster mentioned the heads of his comrades in the previous fax. The Knights of the Round Table existed in Europe in the Middle Ages. Most knights at that time had cross-shaped patterns on their helmets."
"So it's a hospital." Kawakami said.
The interrupted Matsuda Jinpei paused: "Yes, it's a hospital. I'll contact you when I know which hospital it is."
"But three seconds ago, how did you come-"
"Stop talking, my battery is about to run out." Matsuda Jinpei hung up the communication, with a faint smile in his voice.
