After hanging up the communication, Matsuda Jinpei lost his hearing for a moment in the sky. He could not even perceive the ticking sound of the bomb. Loneliness isolated Matsuda Jinpei, but fortunately after Akihara left, he became accustomed to this loneliness.
But that's not possible. How could he not hear the ticking sound? Matsuda Jinpei thought, he looked at his watch, there were still three minutes left.
That was enough, so Matsuda Jinpei took out a cigarette, lit it, and inadvertently saw a no-smoking sign beside him.
"This time is an exception." He lit the cigarette anyway.
The Ferris wheel was still turning slowly, and had already passed the highest point, and began to slowly approach the ground, like a shipwreck, or the setting sun, sinking into the final abyss at a slow and irreversible speed.
But Matsuda Jinpei did not sit still and wait for death.
The time doesn't match up. Kawakami Tsumugi probably has nothing to do with the person who killed Akihara. Even so, this guy's behavior of suddenly running over is still quite suspicious...
But from an objective perspective, Kawakami Tsumugi and Sato Miwako still struggled to create a spider thread hanging from hell in this dead situation.
The bomb's mercury counterweight did not activate.
In other words, Matsuda Jinpei can move within a small range in the Ferris wheel carriage.
Although the gangster had threatened him to stay in the carriage, it was mainly to prevent him from jumping out of the carriage because he could no longer bear it. If Matsuda Jinpei was moving inside the carriage, the other party would not be able to see it.
Matsuda Jinpei carefully moved the boxy bomb out from under the seat and adjusted its orientation to ensure that the display screen was pointed at him.
Then, he leaned against the door of the Ferris wheel, holding the phone in one hand and holding the door latch with the other.
Three seconds.
Enough to breathe and heartbeat, enough to slap Akihara, enough for him to cut two wires instantly, enough to turn the tide and reverse the situation, and enough for the timer to suddenly jump to a second. As for whether it was enough, I would start a free fall after sending a message to Sato Miwako...
Matsuda Jinpei didn't know, but he was honored to have this opportunity.
"Whether it can succeed or not, I'll wait and see." The bomb disposal man with curly hair murmured.
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The Ferris wheel was still some distance away in the control room. After Matsuda Jinpei hung up the communication, Sato Miwako hurriedly opened the door and ran to the bottom of the Ferris wheel.
"That's an admirable choice." The gray-haired young man who was left behind ate a lemon candy. The sweetness would help his subsequent mental function.
For a moment, Kawakami couldn't help but think about what he would do if it were him, and then he realized that it was unlikely that he would be in such a situation. In any case, Kawakamiji will leave a way out for himself.
Kawakamiji hates following other people's routines.
Rather than personally taking part in the danger, he prefers to find the bomber directly from the audience present.
On the one hand, being a skilled artist is bold, but more importantly, Tsumugi Kawakami doesn't care about the consequences of failure, even if the bombing is an organization's stronghold - if it were really an organization's stronghold, he would probably be happy to hear about it?
[Although it will cause trouble for me, to some extent I can probably understand why the system issues such boring tasks. 】The gray-haired young man whispered in his mind.
After he successfully destroyed the bomb in the control room, the system's mission completion prompt had reached 50%, but the remaining 50% was still at risk——
Despite this, the gray-haired young man was confident that he could find the bomber hiding in the crowd within three minutes.
[Mad Hatter, help me retrieve two surveillance videos from around here. Then play it back at five times speed. ] Kawakamiji said, he pressed his temples with his hands and closed his eyes.
In the darkness, two boxy screens appeared in front of the gray-haired young man.
The police were previously persuaded to verify the identities of the tourists present. In addition to attracting the attention of the bomber so that he could deal with the control room, there was another purpose - to allow the two cameras near the Ferris wheel to capture all the tourists.
One camera is at the ticket gate, and the other is on the wall, about three meters above the ground... The police evacuated the people whose identities had been verified to the right side of the other ticket gate. The faces of these people were all seen in the video, and the rest were It is also in motion all the time and will not always be covered.
"Mainly the Scottish side..." the gray-haired young man murmured unconsciously, "When the bomb explodes in the control room, he will show a strange expression. After that, he will definitely keep staring in the direction of the Ferris wheel and send messages to the bomb temporarily. , he needs to type—"
These small necessary actions can exclude a lot of people.
Countless faces passed through the mind of the gray-haired young man, including men, women, old and young. Some were retained, while others were eliminated.
It took Kawakami one minute to conduct the initial screening.
[Okay, slow down, triple the speed, and zoom in on the second window. Five suspicious candidates, the old man and the woman can be eliminated, and there are four, three, hooded men - wait, what did he take out? 】
[I'm typing, but it doesn't seem to be on a mobile phone... mad hatter, go back three seconds, then back three seconds, pause, then zoom in, zoom in on the upper right corner - yes! it's him! ! 】
The gray-haired young man suddenly opened his eyes. For a moment, the scenery in front of him was like a rapidly rotating kaleidoscope.
One minute and ten seconds left.
Sweat was running down his forehead—damn it, it was running into his eyes. Kawakami wiped it clean with his cuffs, and then dialed Scotland's mobile phone number.
Received in seconds, Scotland seemed to have been waiting for his communication.
"Scotland, do me a favor. Take the Ferris wheel as the 4 o'clock direction, which is about five or six meters away. Do you see the man in gray clothes with the hood?"
"I saw it. He was the one who planted the bomb?"
Scotland clumsily squeezed through the crowd and walked in that direction. He didn't dare to move too much for fear of alerting the enemy. Although the man was looking up at the Ferris wheel, he didn't notice him.
Even if he knew that the bomber who put Matsuda's life in danger was in the crowd, Scotland had no way of taking action. At this time, Kawakami Tsumugi's instructions were like ropes in the turbulent water.
"In the right hand, that guy should be holding the controller." Tsumugi Kawakami continued, "We're here anyway, how about saying hello to this colleague?"
The word "hello" carries a sense of provocation that has nothing to do with it, which to a certain extent neutralizes the impact of organizational drugs on Scotland.
He desperately hinted to himself that this race against time on the line of life was just a pastime for Kashasha when he was bored.
There's only one minute left.
Scotland started running.
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"There are still 30 seconds left...everyone disperse quickly!!!"
The police underground on the Ferris wheel shouted loudly. Faced with the imminent explosion, tourists, both those who had verified their identities and those who had not, were screaming and running away.
In the carriage, Matsuda Jinpei slowly cut off his cigarette and secretly tightened his hand on the door lock.
Scotland was only three steps away from the hooded man in gray.
25 seconds left.
Kawakami opened the door of the control room violently. He lifted a chair and banged it on the wall. The loud noise even made some fleeing tourists stop. Naturally, the bomber was also affected.
He didn't see Scotland approaching from behind.
20 seconds.
Scotland successfully captured the man. He stepped on him and caught the remote control before it hit the ground. There were three buttons on it, with different colors. He didn't dare to move rashly.
Kawakamiji had been paying attention to the movements in Scotland. When he saw this, he shouted at Officer Megure: "My friend caught the bomber!!!"
15 seconds.
Matsuda Jinpei brought up the interface for sending text messages. He suddenly regretted having put out his cigarette so early. He wanted to take a few more puffs.
"Which one is the pause button?!"
Scotland grabbed the man's collar fiercely, and the man's hole reflected his ferocious expression like a demon. Naturally, the bomber would not answer his question, but laughed crazily.
10 seconds.
It was too late to confirm the authenticity of Kawakami Tsumugi's news. Miwako Sato reflexively wanted to contact Matsuda, but Kawakami Tsumugi held her hand down: "You can't disturb him at this time!"
"He's still up there!!!" Miwako Sato shouted loudly.
Scotland couldn't help but punch the bomber. He knew it was almost too late.
Nine seconds left.
Eight seconds.
Seven seconds.
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Matsuda Jinpei felt like an athlete on the starting line, waiting for the final gunshot. He opened the door of the Ferris wheel and heard the sound of hunting wind.
Five, four, three...
Miwako Sato finally broke free from Kawakami Tsumugi's grasp, but it was too late.
two……
one.
The violent explosion came as expected, and everyone couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the sky. The shattered iron sheets fell down - not just the iron sheets -
——There is another person! !
Matsuda Jinpei jumped out of the car at the last moment. Under the influence of gravity, he fell from a high altitude.
