Nanami's Battle Royale

Iijima is a full head taller than me.When he hugged me, the temperature of his chest was easily transmitted through the thin shirt. I thought about it and didn't push him away, because he was really shaking.

"I woke up, you're not here... Seto fell asleep too, I thought..." He was a little incoherent.I sighed in my heart, if someone really came to kill us while we were asleep, how could they just kill me?

I hugged him back and patted his back lightly.I don't know why he who has never communicated with me is so worried about me, but this kind of worry can't be faked.

Being surrounded like this, my whole body was buried in his arms, which made my nerves that had been tense all the time relax a bit.I know he can't protect me, but I can't help but feel relieved and feel guilty.

With my ability, it is enough to avoid many dangers, but they are different.I can calmly observe Lintian's death, and silently watch Tenji being pierced through the brain by a flying knife. After the initial adaptation, this death game is a realistic war for me, but it seems that I ignore other people's psychology.I couldn't experience the threat of death, and I didn't know what it was like to be terrified of dying at any moment.I have been facing Mimura, Iijima and Seto as usual, and I completely ignored the real fear in their hearts.

Or my sudden disappearance just gave him a breakthrough in fear.

"Sorry" I thought I had explained Iijima's concern reasonably, so I patted his back like petting a kitten.His incoherent speech gradually died down, but his arms tightened.When I started to feel a little uncomfortable breathing and decided to push him away, he seemed to suddenly realize what he was doing, he froze, let go of the hand holding me and took a step back.When I looked up, he hid his hands behind his back like a child who had done something wrong, and laughed twice.

"Ha...haha, I... Qihai, it's good that you are fine, cough... Sancun and the others are also looking for you, let's go back quickly." He returned to his usual laughing and joking look, but the red on his face hadn't completely faded, and his eyes were also random floating.I didn't point it out, save embarrassment.Taking a step in the direction of going back, the line of sight that was just blocked by Iijima changed, and happened to see Mimura standing not far behind Iijima.

I don't know how long he stood there, but I can only guess from his obviously stunned expression that he should have seen the incident clearly.Iijima looked in the direction of my gaze, and I felt his movements pause, but then he patted my head naturally and said, "Look, I said Sancun is also looking for you."

I vaguely felt the change in the atmosphere.When the two of us walked in front of Mimura, his eyes obviously wandered between the two of us, then he pursed his lips childishly, and then calmly said to Iijima, "Did you hear that, the four of us on the radio The individual was actually among the dead."

"I can explain" I quickly withdrew the vigilance I had just relaxed, and returned to the state of preparing for battle.For me now, there are many important things.I tugged on the collar on my neck indifferently, and then took it off under the eyes of the two of them.

A hand grabbed my arm almost at the same time. Before I could react, I was pulled back several steps.The neck ring that I pulled fell to the ground, and Mimura was directly between me and the neck ring.

Is the reaction too big?I patted Mimura on the shoulder in embarrassment, and he stared at the collar with vigilance.

"It won't explode" Just because I was standing behind him, I pulled the collar around his neck and pulled it off with ease.Mimura seemed to have just realized it at this time, touched his empty neck, turned around and looked at me.

"This thing is useless as long as one thread is disconnected. I dismantled it for you last night." I walked up to Iijima, and Iijima let me grab the collar around his neck and tear it off, and then touched it. Looking at me with my free neck, I continued to be in a daze.

"How... how do you know this?" Sancun finally remembered to ask.I threw away the collar in my hand, and said nonchalantly, "This is not a high-tech thing, you can do it with a little explanation."

Mimura looked at me without saying a word.

Smart people are trouble.I straightened the expression on my face and looked into his eyes seriously, "It's not convenient for me to explain the reason, but the things I concealed will definitely not be dangerous to you. In this way, can you agree?"

Mimura opened his eyes wide, and immediately explained, with a vaguely flustered tone, "I don't doubt you or anything, it's just..."

He 'just' fell silent after that, I waited for a while and didn't hear what he said next, so I simply assumed that he had finished that sentence and took over the topic "If this is the case, can we now discuss the 'method of escape' '?"

Back on the second floor of the abandoned building, when I took off Seto's necklace, Mimura handed me a manual.

"A belly clock?!" I was surprised to see the irregular words written on the paper.After taking a look at Mimura, I opened the brochure, and a stack of postcards fell out, and I could still see a few photos when they were scattered on the ground.

"This is..." I looked at the photo, the person holding the red flag stood solemnly under the setting sun.

"This is my uncle, he is an expert in this field, he sent this to me." Sancun picked up the postcard on the ground, and when he said that he was an expert, he subconsciously glanced at me: "He taught me Many things that are not taught in schools are still being fought in some corner of the world."

I flipped the photo over and it said "hope you have a smile like this"

When I returned the photo to him, I got a rough idea of ​​what he was thinking.

When I saw the words "Abdominal Timepiece", I knew it. "Abdominal Timepiece" is the code name of a bomb. This bomb caused many bombing attacks at Tel Aviv Airport in Israel and The Hague in the Netherlands. .The organization that made this bomb was the United Red Army of Japan. In the 70s and 80s, it was an organization that frightened high-level officials around the world. Compared with them, Osama bin Laden and Al Qaeda were simply the younger generations.With this book, and all that shitty gasoline stuff I just saw, it's pretty much a breeze to make a bomb that can take down an entire building.

Mimura then took out something from the amulet around his neck.

"This fuze..." Mimura said: "My uncle was going to put it on the bomb that detonated the Congress, and it just came in handy now. If I have enough time, I can hack Kitano's computer system, and then we can take the opportunity Get off this island."

I listened, and at the same time silently counted the time in my heart.It would take exactly three days to make the bomb, and the plan had a good chance of success.

"We need fertilizers, herbicides, charcoal, sulfur, gasoline, and these things are nearby. There are also generators, and I saw it just now." Mimura said confidently, "Now there is no restriction on the collar, we fight side by side, You must be able to destroy the system and survive successfully."

The author has something to say: I am considering whether to let Iijima die...