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In the middle of the abandoned old house is a little boy about fourteen or five years old, probably a junior high school student.He must have taken some kind of sleeping pills, and at the moment he is drooping his head and falling into a coma.

He was firmly tied to the chair with rough ropes, and a square box was also tied to it.

"Ah Zhen, please help me find possible tools in the house." Qing Chuanchen glanced at the countdown on the bracelet, turned back and said calmly.

"Okay." Kurosawa nodded, without hesitation, searching for tools in the cabinets in the abandoned old house.

Qing Chuanchen walked up to the boy. This boy who was still in his youth was experiencing the most innocent and happy era that they had ever experienced. The future opened up a broad road in front of him.

Qing Chuanchen didn't know what kind of child he was, whether he was lively and mischievous, or cute and cute, but he knew—to let this child live.

If... in the end he couldn't solve the bomb, then self-sacrifice might be a necessary choice.

Qing Chuanchen's heart at this moment was unexpectedly calm.

Protecting the people is his mission as a police officer.

Refocusing his eyes on the penis tied to the boy, Qing Chuanchen was not in a hurry to get started, but observed first, recalling all relevant knowledge in his mind.

...The scribbled and professional knowledge points that Matsuda once wrote in the notebook, and the parts that Hagiwara taught him to disassemble the model, are now presented in front of him like a silent film.

Kurosawa Jin stacked all the searched tools in the right position beside Qing Chuanchen according to size and type, which will not affect the action and is within reach.

During this period, neither of them opened their mouths, but cooperated tacitly.

Everything was ready, Qing Chuanchen smiled and said hello: "—I'm starting."

"Okay." Kurosawa promised, paused, "...I'm by your side." The voice was calm and powerful.

His dark green eyes faded from the coldness, filled with 100% trust and recognition of Xiao Xunran.

"..." Qing Chuanchen hooked the corners of his lips, didn't say any more, and concentrated on the bomb in front of him.

In the quiet room, there are only slight sounds of dismantling and tool collisions.The afterglow of the setting sun shines in through the windows, adding warmth to the empty old house. Under the beam of light, you can clearly see the tiny plush dancing in the air.

The deputy of the organization also stood at the side of the room at some point, but neither of them paid attention to him again.

The deputy leaned against the side wall, not caring that the dust accumulated on it stained his clothes.He looked at the young man in front of him dismantling the bomb with an unclear expression, and his silver-haired best friend beside him silently handing tools.

Qing Chuanchen's movements were not fast, but steady, and each step carried a definite meaning, which brought people a sense of peace of mind.

The countdown on the wristband was ticking by, and Kurosawa Jin stared at Kiyokawa's last operation—the hand holding the scissors stuck on the thread, and cut it slowly and firmly.

The bomb's red indicator light then completely dimmed.

"Huh..." Qing Chuanchen relaxed now, he sat down on the ground without any image, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "It's done!" with a cheerful smile.

"...Mmm." The corners of Kurosawa's lips curled up in a small arc, and the slightly suspended heart finally let go at this moment.

The silver-haired man got up, and his eyes locked on the deputy in the room again, and the cold frost condensed on his brows and eyes again.

The deputy slowly raised his head, and his face gradually emerged from the shadows—it was still smiling, but the smile looked a little weird under the current circumstances.

"?" Kurosawa narrowed his eyes, and raised his hand holding the gun to his deputy, "The game is over, we won." He said in a deep voice.

"...No." The deputy shook his head and replied softly, "It's not over."

"!" Hearing this, Kurosawa Zhen showed sharp canine teeth, "Why, are you going to break the oath you swore in the name of the leader?!" The sweeping aura suppressed.

"Of course not, I will always be absolutely loyal to the leader." The deputy gave a standard salute to the air, "—I will not press the button, so the bomb at the other place will naturally not explode because of me .” He emphasized the pronunciation of a few words.

"?"What's the meaning?

Before Kurosawa could utter his next sentence, Kiyokawa Tatsuya's straight voice came from behind him: "—the countdown of the bracelet is not over yet."

"!!" Kurosawa suddenly looked down at the bracelet, and the countdown to the bomb that he had promised was still ticking away.

—but how!The bomb in the house is obviously...! !

"I never said that the wristband is connected to several bombs." The deputy let out a hoarse laughter from his throat, "So actually...the detonation of another bomb, apart from me pressing this button, it also It has its own countdown time limit."

"..."

"The second ending of the game you thought was created is actually not." The deputy's eyes were filled with malice and strange pity, "I can repeat the method of stopping the countdown."

"—When the bracelet only detects the heartbeat of one person, it will stop."

"..." The corners of Kuisawa's mouth curved down, and his dark green wolf eyes were filled with murderous intent, "...Do you think I dare not kill you!" The voice was cold and harsh, and his strong fingers were already on the trigger.

"Oh, of course you dare... But, I also have a 50.00% chance of pressing the button before I die." The deputy's hair fell down from behind his ears, "Do you want to bet with me, Mr. Forensic Doctor?" Such a title It seems that there are ulterior motives.

"..." That strange smile really wants to be torn apart.Kurosawa took a deep breath and calmed down the restlessness in his heart: "50.00%? I'm really confident in myself." Sneered.

——According to your own marksmanship, the opponent has a maximum probability of 20.00% to press the button.Kurosawa Jin narrowed his eyes, ready to aim.

"No." Qing Chuanchen put his hand on Kurosawa Zhen's shoulder, "Put down the gun, Ah Zhen." The voice was calm.

"!?" Kurosawa almost thought he heard it wrong, he slowly turned his head and looked at Qing Chuan Chen mechanically, "What...?"

"Put down the gun." Qing Chuanchen repeated, his voice was very clear in the empty room.

"What do you mean?! Qingchuan?!" Kurosawa Zhen's accumulated anger was about to explode.

"We can't gamble, even if there is only a [-]% chance of an explosion." Qing Chuanchen blinked slowly, "—and we can't bet on the lives of the masses."

They can rescue for one percent hope of survival, but they cannot take risks for one percent threat to the people.

"Stick to this land with all your heart, protect the ordinary people behind you, and defend conscience and justice." He spoke calmly, but firmly, "...this is the responsibility of the police."

"..." Hei Zezhen pursed his lips slightly, he snorted coldly, and replied in a deep voice, "You are a policeman, but I am not."

"You are." Qing Chuanchen looked at the person in front of him, he smiled softly, "You know."

The forensic doctor who works in the Metropolitan Police Department is also a policeman.

In fact, you also understand in your heart the responsibility you bear on your shoulders.

"..."

"Okay." Qing Chuanchen showed a shallow smile, and he took two steps forward, as if he wanted to shake the other party's hand.Amid Kurosawa's slight stupor, Qing Chuanchen had deftly snatched the gun from his hand.

"!" The moment the gun was released, Kurosawa woke up suddenly, and he raised his hand to take it back without hesitation, but Qing Chuanchen had already thrown the gun back forcefully—the cold gun drew an arc and hit the ground with a loud sound The sound, and then slipped into the corner.

"Qingchuan!?"

"You are not in a good condition to hold a gun right now." Qing Chuanchen looked calm, "Relax, Ah Zhen."

"..." Kurosawa pursed the corners of his mouth, and his voice was mixed with uncontrollable anger, "So what? Because this guy doesn't know the truth and false words in his mouth, he wants to shoot and kill one of us? ?”

He took two steps back and distanced himself from Qing Chuanchen.

"Well, it seems like this is the only way to go. The countdown is coming to an end." Qing Chuanchen's expression was still calm, and such a calm attitude made the pent-up anger in Kurosawa's heart even stronger.

"What, Qing Chuanchen, so you want to shoot me?" The silver-haired young man sneered a little, and he stood still, "——he is really a good policeman who abides by his duties."

"..." Facing the rare Kurosawa array who erected spikes all over his body, Qing Chuanchen was not angry at all, instead he smiled and turned around.

"—Oh, yes, I suddenly remembered, did I forget to say 'Happy Birthday' to you today?"

Qing Chuanchen touched his chin: "I forgot such an important sentence."

The sudden change in topic made Kurosawa Zhen slightly startled.

"Happy birthday." The young boy in front of him had a straight expression, and his words were full of sincerity, "—I wish you peace and happiness every day in the future."

"..." This sudden blessing made Kuisawa Zhen silent, and complex emotions were mixed in his throat, making him a little dazed for a while.

His eyes were focused on You Xunran, after so many years, he once again looked into the other's eyes so intently.

Those turquoise greens that he has long been accustomed to seeing are bright and clear, with eternal hope and vitality--at this moment, they are still full of colors and ripples.

"……Feel sorry."

Kurosawa heard the other party's very soft voice.

His brain went blank, and Kurosawa Jin just looked dazed, watching Qing Chuanchen take out his hand from his pocket, watching the other party load the gun he was holding tightly, and watching the muzzle of the gun raised like the scythe of death.

The deputy leaning against the wall still had a weird smile on his face, and he turned his head slightly to look at the scene in front of him.

"However—responsibility and friends," the turquoise green eyes slightly bent, condensing the shining stars, "I want to protect them."

The raised gun turned around and aimed the black muzzle at himself.

"!!!"

Kurosawa stared wide-eyed, he leaned forward to stop the young boy who was only a few steps away from him, but these short steps seemed as far away as the sky——

If I hadn't taken two steps back at that time...

Everything turned into slow motion, the gesture of the other party pulling the trigger, his own delay to block, and the small splashes of blood in the field of vision——

The bright lights faltered.

The senses seemed to be dulled, and it seemed that after a few seconds, the ear-piercing "bang" sounded, resoundingly penetrating and stirring the whole soul.Accompanying it was hot and bright red liquid splashed on the back of the hand.

"...!" The silver-haired man's expression was blank. He just held up his baby boy with trembling hands, trying to help his limp friend up in a daze.

But he could only watch helplessly as the dazzling red in front of him continued to expand.

The countdown on the wristband, which was decreasing a little bit, finally stopped at this moment.

And freeze forever at 00:03:21.

"Qingchuan...?"

He whispered the name of the person who would not answer.

The author has something to say: "On this ordinary day for most people, a person was born in this world, and on the same day many years later, lost his cherished baby.

Since then, in the summer, no one jumped to him, shared a popsicle for two, and said with a smile: "It's refreshing, let's have a strawberry flavored popsicle~"』

don’t worry!We will meet again, and we will regain what we lost! ! he is certain! !You can't lose your baby——!

Next, it's time for Heiqin to appear~

It's too miserable, Qingchuan, if you want to hide until you can't hide, those who want to go together can't go together 2333

Qing Chuanchen (fake smile mask): I thank you

Let’s zoom in on some of the details written in the previous article:

A bad hand doesn't mean that you can't pick it off, it means you can't pick it off. The deputy of the organization is watching from the side and explained before that if you want to pick it off, the bomb will be detonated.

Qing Chuan opened his cell phone to the Police Department: he didn't have time to report directly to his superiors, so it was an invisible report and recorded.

When the Bomb Police Department calls in Qingchuan, it will definitely look for it, but Tokyo is too big to find it in a short time.

As an old opponent, he knew that cheating was useless, so he didn't deal with the deputy again.

Both Kurosawa and the prisoner are emotionally unstable, so Qingchuan has to make a decision as soon as possible.

=感谢在2021-05-0710:14:44~2021-05-0719:30:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Yiye Qinghuan, Ice Song and Snow Qin;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle left in the cold;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!