The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"Also, I looked at it, and there was a thin layer of ash on the surface of the semi-finished bomb."

Baima Tan who came with him frowned, and walked to Toruto Yamashita: "And there are also materials for making bombs, which means that the prisoner probably hasn't touched these things for a while."

"Of course he won't touch it again."

Toshito Yamashita sneered: "After all, the profession is not the right one, and the gadgets made are still different from the professional ones."

"Besides, his bomb has already been hit by me once, and this kind of person will not make the same mistake again..."

The complexion of Ben Shanxia suddenly changed.

Grass!

"Police department! Ask if any gunpowder magazines have been stolen recently!"

"The gunpowder magazine was stolen?"

Mu Moshisan, who was still thinking about what to say at the press conference in the afternoon, shook his hands and turned his head in disbelief: "Could it be?!"

"I suspect that after the explosion in the hospital mortuary, that guy gave up making bombs and focused on the gunpowder depot instead."

"Because he felt that the bomb he made was defective, which should be the reason why those materials and semi-finished bombs were dusty."

Atsuto Yamashita twitched his fingers, thinking of the trash talk he spat while answering the phone in the hospital.

Save others by yourself.

If it was him, after knowing that he was at risk of exposure, he would definitely prepare a guarantee plan that was close to death.

Anyway, being caught after the identity is exposed is death anyway, so it's better to hold fate in one's own hands than this.

And the bomb that all beings are equal is the best hole card.

Moreover, the panic that bombs can cause is much more intuitive than that of so-called serial killers.

As long as they are fried enough and loud enough, the whole of Tokyo will be in chaos, and the criminals may not have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters and sneak away.

Or, use a bomb to have someone buried with you.

Of course, this speculation by Yamashita Atsuto can only be established on the basis that the gunpowder magazine was indeed stolen.

No evidence, just speculation.

Guess Tsuruta Junyo, a thoughtful lunatic, will focus on the bomb in the powder magazine.

After all, if he buys through external channels, he is likely to expose himself in advance without an umbrella.

Excluding buying and making, then only stealing remains.

[Hope, my guess is not true. 】

Letting out a breath slowly, Toruto Yamashita felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

Theoretically speaking, he is already 24 this year, and he has reached the damn age......

"What did you say?! The Dongyang Gunpowder Depot was stolen two days ago?! A large number of bombs containing ammonium nitrate are missing?!"

Mu Mu Shisan, who was anxiously waiting for the reply, was so angry that his blood pressure soared.

Are the people guarding the Dongyang Gunpowder Depot all fools? !

So a large batch of bombs will disappear if they disappear? !

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, Mu Mu Thirteen would have yelled at them all to apologize.

【Two days ago......】

[In other words, everything that should be arranged should be arranged. 】

[While the police's attention is all on the second game he said, they secretly prepared the last way, and if something goes wrong, immediately start this last set of plans. 】

【This guy really looks like me. 】

The silent Yamashita Toshito squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky.

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

How is love.

"Don't worry, Police Department."

"Prisoners don't want to die until the last moment."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have tried so hard these days to put all the charges on a dead man."

"Just wait, his call should come back soon, and he will make a deal with our police."

As soon as Toshita Yamashita finished speaking, one of the seven mobile phones that were used as evidence suddenly called in.

"coming."

Atsuto Yamashita chuckled, watched Mu Mu Shisan pressed the answer button, and turned on the speakerphone.

"Hi, I'm Mumu."

"I'm not interested in you, Officer Meguro. Please pass the phone to that Yamashita Toshito, I know, he must be by your side."

The voice on the phone no longer has the effect of the voice changer, and the voice is thicker, and it sounds like a baritone.