Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

This building was located in the middle of the commercial street, and it was the time when the traffic flow was the largest on weekends. Coupled with the indoor business personnel, the number of victims who fell into panic definitely exceeded a hundred people.

At this moment, due to the sudden appearance of the human bomb, the consumers who were originally in a state of leisure and shopping became extremely flustered in an instant. Out of the instinct of survival, they subconsciously rushed towards the open door.

however--

"Bang!"

The electric switch controlled by the criminals jumped down suddenly, driving the outermost heavy iron door to prevent theft to slam shut, directly blocking the last survival route.

It was like a cage that imprisoned prisoners, almost taking away even the light.Fortunately, the windows on the highest floor are still open, allowing some daylight to penetrate, so that people will not lose their spiritual support completely.

Of course, it is obviously very difficult to escape by relying on this. Just relying on the skills of ordinary people, jumping down from the eighth floor is just asking for a dead end.

But those problems are a piece of cake for the most outstanding physical masters of the port mafia. Even demolishing houses by violence to reopen an escape route is not a difficult task.

Therefore, compared to the ordinary citizens who were like headless chickens, his expression was exceptionally calm from beginning to end, and his posture did not change at all.

"This is a rare break—"

In the end, he just murmured unhappily, pressed the little black cat that had come out to wait and see back into his arms, and was ready to step forward and deal with the lifeless criminal.

(Instead of waiting for the sluggish police to arrive, let him do it, who let the unlucky guy hit his muzzle?)

The mafia cadre reserve, whose style is comparable to that of a good citizen, found a reason for himself, but just stood up, before he lifted his feet, a very young and lazy voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"—That's not a prisoner."

"...?"

This endless sentence made Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously look back and look at the source of the voice.

A handsome young man who looks like a teenager is nestling in a large sofa, holding a half-eaten vanilla parfait in one hand and a spoon in the other, showing a childish smile.

It is absolutely impossible to guess his real age just by looking at his appearance, and the attribute of loving snacks and desserts has reduced his age a lot. In short, probably no one will think that he is a reliable adult.

He could clearly see the inner activities of the people around him, but he didn't bother to bother with it. He just scooped up another scoop of ice cream and put it into his mouth happily, completely ignoring the crisis situation in the mall.

Before the orange-haired boy could express his thoughts, the chaotic scene on the other side had escalated again, causing waves of exclamations and discussions.

"I, I was forced! I am also a victim!"

The middle-aged man with the bomb strapped on vented his inner panic, covered his face with one hand, and said in a choked voice that he would give a death notice: "These bombs have been set at a time, if they fail to be dismantled , everyone at the scene will be wiped out...!"

"woo woo woo woo--"

Immediately, a timid child was overwhelmed by the atmosphere and let out pitiful and helpless whimpers like small animals.

The rapidly spreading fear spread like a virus. In a flash, even older girls and adults with low psychological endurance shrugged their shoulders and secretly wiped away their tears.

But among the shopping crowd, there are many types with better psychological qualities, and a calmer voice immediately came out, "You claim to be a victim, so... where is the real criminal? What is his need? If it is money If so, we can hand over—”

"No! He is an out-and-out pervert!"

Probably mentally tense to the limit, the poor man tied up with a bomb grabbed his hair, his eyes wandered around, as if he was picking something, and repeated the criminal's request upside down: "I need a sacrifice... no No, no, he said, as long as someone shares the risk for me, the time for the bomb to detonate can be extended! So... help me! Help me!"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all!"

"Did someone call the police just now? We are trapped here, and people outside will probably help if they see it? Then it's best to wait for the police to come..."

"Yes, there is no way to escape anyway, why not calm down..."

The crowd reacted so differently to his speech that it was almost impossible to tell what everyone was saying.

"Why haven't you seen the situation clearly! There are only 10 minutes left!"

Compared with the lucky bystanders, the man who was a human bomb obviously couldn't think. He immediately reached out and grabbed the girl closest to him, and stuck a miniature bomb in his pocket to her arm.

With such a disregard for human ethics, the timing of the bomb on his chest immediately jumped to the words "00:10:53"-obviously, as the number of victims increased, the time limit for the explosion was extended by 1 minute .

"Sure enough, he didn't lie to me!"

The man who lost the ability to think normally felt a sense of joy from the bottom of his heart, as if he had finally found a way out of the sea of ​​suffering. He couldn't help showing an exaggerated smile, and shouted hoarsely: "Quick, next one! I still need nine more people." In this way, it can be extended to 10 minutes!"

"You, what are you doing? It's terrible. Let me go!" The girl who unfortunately became victim No. [-] struggled to break free, but her strength was no match for the middle-aged man, so she could only cry out with red eyes. sound.

"If it explodes, everyone in the house will have no chance to escape! Why can't you understand, you always want to stay out of it!" He took out several miniature bombs with a distorted expression, as if holding a life-saving straw, four Looking for the third victim.

"The police will be here soon, please calm down!"

There were people around trying to persuade him, trying to stabilize his emotions.Even if the bombing time can be extended, no one wants to put themselves in the same danger. After all, the farther away is the safer.

At this time, human beings' desire to protect themselves for survival played a role in everyone on the scene, resulting in a strong collision visible to the naked eye.

--help me!save us!

"I really can't stand it."

The scene that tested human nature like a farce made Zhongyuan Zhong also feel uncomfortable instinctively. He couldn't help but frowned and thought: If you want to throw the bomb without affecting the general public, you must find someone who knows how to dismantle it. The person who bombed... so you have to go to the police station to get one out?

"That's a bomb made by supernatural powers. Wouldn't it be faster to find the person who made it?" The young man who finally got rid of the ice cream stretched his waist, leaned to the side in a comfortable posture, Give the answer very directly: "Anyway, that guy is on the scene, it's very simple."

"How do you know that kind of thing?"

The orange-haired boy, who had been stopped twice, turned his head and stared at the unnerved stranger, his eyes sharply inspected for a moment, as if to determine whether the other party was an accomplice to the crime.

——This kind of happy crime that expands panic is very in line with the character revealed by the behavior of the person in front of him... Otherwise, how could ordinary people be so calm?

"Don't doubt me casually, Mr. Hat."

The black-haired young man curled his lips unhappily, sat up abruptly, raised a finger and shook it, and corrected him childishly: "Master Ranbu is a detective! If you can't even see through such trivial things , it must be too out of standard."

"Okay, then tell me, which one is the criminal?"

Time was urgent, and Zhong Yuanzhong was too lazy to bother with others about being nicknamed casually, so he simply followed the other party's lines and asked questions.

Unexpectedly, the young man who called himself "Master Ranbu" was an unreasonable character. Hearing this, he waved his hands as if he was very listless, and nestled on the sofa again, muttering lazily: "Oh, that kind of thing Don't you know it just by looking at it, you don't need a detective at all."

——Why is there a feeling that IQ is faintly despised...

The orange-haired boy was taken aback for a moment, and before he could organize his words, he suddenly noticed that the curious cat in his arms was pawing at his coat with all four limbs again, arching his head desperately, finally protruding half of the furry hair from between the two buttons. s face.

He lowered his eyes just in time to meet the eyes of the restless feline.

"Senior Chuya, let me go!"

The clear green cat eyes blinked in the tree, and the two soft thin ears swayed from side to side twice, obviously expressing determination, but because of the overly cute cat shape, it inadvertently revealed a bit of cuteness.

"How could I let you take risks?"

In an instant, Zhongyuan Zhong also faced the bomb. The calm expression of the bomb incident shattered, whether it was the blue eyes or the slightly irritable tone, they all showed the same degree of ups and downs.

It was as if a wave was spontaneously created on the surface of the sea. Although it seemed light, it actually formed a terrible impact at the bottom of the deep current. It was blasted into a piece of debris.

However, the disciple who had learned too many ghostly ideas from his arch-rival didn't realize what was wrong at all, and he shook his ears pretending to be reliable, explaining his plan: "If I can use the assimilation ability Turning that guy into a cat doesn’t require any bomb disposal skills at all, right? At that time, Chuya-senpai will throw the bomb out of the window and let it explode in the air, won’t there be any problems?”

"Although this is true, but..."

The orange-haired boy frowned, wanting to find a better solution to dispel the enthusiasm of the felines.But he had to admit that the method proposed by Shuli was indeed the safest and least risky.

——But, in case something goes wrong, he really...

"No problem, don't underestimate me! Besides, Senior Chuya is my most solid backing!"

The guy hidden in his arms retracted into his clothes, and quickly changed back into a human form, stretching his stiff coat to a bulge.Due to the posture, the other party just put his arms around his waist, and muttered coquettishly: "Lend me the coat, can you?"

"..."

After a few seconds, Shuli vaguely felt the other party's fingers pressing on the back of his head, rubbed it helplessly, and then whispered like a sigh: "I really can't do anything about you..."

The author has something to say: Hahahaha I didn't expect it!This time there is Ranpo on the stage, and our new little friend is nearby. Since there is no real literary version of Edogawa Ranpo in this comprehensive world, he doesn't know Ranpo yet_(:3∠)_

Brother Shu really learned a lot of bad things from Dazai, for example, he likes to be a hostage more and more... There are already clues before, and now it is really more and more obvious_(:3∠)_

ps: Yesterday, a baby asked a question about adding more, adding, definitely will add!I will work hard!

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