Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

No matter how angry and unwilling the staff and police officers in the dispatch office are, now, facing the heinous criminals holding hostages, they have no choice but to suppress their anger and listen:

"I think you're still in the dark about where the remaining four bombs are, but it's less than an hour before dark."

The man's voice showed a bit of regret, but the content of the next words completely exposed the bad nature of anti-social elements, "That's all right, I will show mercy and help you."

"If you police officers have no plan to dismantle the bomb, you might as well listen to my method."

"It's an easy choice. Listen, as long as the bomb in the car detonates first, the timing of the other bombs will stop instantly."

"Compared with saving the passengers of dozens of trains on the track, the small number of people in a train is a small price, isn't it? All righteous police officers, what do you think of my proposal?"

After hearing this seemingly well-intentioned suggestion, not only the police officers of the first search section, but even the staff of the dispatch office became ashen-faced.

Less than 100 people, it seems not so important compared with thousands of people on a dozen trains?But these are completely inhumane criminals' words!

This kind of tone completely regards human life as a weight that can be measured, and puts it on the scale to measure.As if to say, the small number does not seem to be that important anyway, so it is acceptable to be abandoned.

But in fact, once this transaction is leaked to the public, no matter whether the police choose to accept it or not, the consequences will be unpredictable.

What's more, the conditions given by the criminal are insincere. Who can be sure that what he is telling is the truth, not just a tricky trick.

In the silence, the curly-haired police officer who was standing on the edge with his hands in his trouser pockets suddenly stepped forward and approached the phone, and broke the frozen atmosphere with a voice: "We don't accept this suggestion."

"Oh?" The voice on the other side raised it with interest, "This police officer seems very confident."

Matsuda looked down at the phone expressionlessly, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "If you only have nonsense to say, this call can end now."

"Alright, then I'll wait and see what you can do. But as a personal standpoint, I still hope to see the Metropolitan Police Department make the right choice."

"Don't let me down, officer."

After a light beep, the phone was hung up.

The Mumu Police Department, who was holding the mobile phone, was dumbfounded the whole time, and had no time to make any stop. Now that he reacted, his hand trembled instinctively, and he almost smashed the mobile phone to the ground.

The commander pressed his hands on the table, struggling to stand upright, his face pale: "Officer Matsuda, should we be more tactful..."

"Is the difference in attitude important?" Matsuda Jinping looked back without blinking, his deep and lazy voice became serious at the moment, and instantly became a bit more threatening, "Or do you want to agree to that ridiculous exchange? "

Facing the alarming questioning of the curly-haired police officer through the dark sunglasses, the commander was frightened and almost incoherent: "No...I..."

"Okay, okay, I can understand Matsuda-kun's eagerness, but everyone didn't want to agree."

Fortunately, the good-tempered Mumu Police Department was at the side. Seeing the tense face of the temporary subordinate and the strong aura originally concealed by the lazy posture, even the few colleagues next to him were overwhelmed by surprise, and reacted in time to smooth things over.

The curly-haired police officer nodded and did not speak again. After picking up a cigarette, his face seemed to relax a little. The atmosphere finally became a little looser. The commander who just spoke was finally secretly relieved.

... Among other things, this police officer looked unmotivated at first, but just now he suddenly became serious, and his frightening posture made him sweat a lot in an instant.

Looking down at the rising smoke, Matsuda Jinhei slightly curled up his fingers that had just been pulled out of his pocket, and immediately felt a slight tingling sensation - the imprint of the phone he had pinched too hard just now.

It was also because of this that he realized that he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

It is a big taboo to be impatient.This is the boxing secret he learned from his father and often reminds himself of it.But the instant he realizes again that the people around him are involved in a bomb case, his proud calm is shaken almost immediately.

When he personally dismantled the precision bomb that might wipe him out, he really enjoyed the unusual and thrilling sense of accomplishment.

But that doesn't mean he likes hearing bad news about a friend being threatened with a bomb.

Especially after the accident of my friend Hagiwara...

Taking a deep breath, Matsuda Jinpei forced himself to calm down, thinking about the information he had so far:

If the bomb will be detonated only when the sun goes down, then the light-sensitive bomb is the most likely; in this case, why should it be emphasized that the vehicle speed cannot be lower than 60km/h?

The criminal said that as long as the bomb found in the carriage is detonated, the timing of other bombs can be stopped, indicating that this bomb is independent from other bombs, and the bomb is fixed and difficult to disassemble.

I deliberately chose car No. 11, probably because of the special layout of this train: there is a partition between the rear four cars and the front car, which cuts off the possibility of personnel transfer.

Which brings me back to the question - where are the other four bombs?

Someone next to me muttered softly: "There are four or ten minutes left, and the sun is about to set."

Indeed, the small area where the sunlight came in from the window has been stretched and narrow, reflecting several undulating human-shaped shadows on the ground.

Wait - shadows!

Matsuda narrowed his eyes and pupils, and the sure answer suddenly flashed in his mind. He unconsciously raised his eyes and smiled, and said firmly, "I know where the rest of the bombs are."

"There are still four and ten minutes." The conductor's voice trembled a little.

The black-haired and blue-eyed boy stared at the bomb's countdown, and said in a tense tone, "Is there no news from the first search section?"

"Well, at least I didn't get anything."

Liya shook her quiet phone to signal, but she still remembered her identity, and asked the underage detective on the side gently, "Kudou-kun, is it okay to stay here? Otherwise, go to No. [-] with the others Or car No. [-]."

"It would be safer that way, and you didn't have to stay here with us to take risks."

After discovering the bomb, the train conductor decisively evacuated everyone else to the No. [-] and No. [-] cars farthest from the bomb.

Except for Kudo Shinichi who insisted on staying, now only Riya stays here with the train conductor to follow up the situation at any time.

The ticking sound of the bomb timer echoed in the small, silent space, and the atmosphere was quiet and depressing.After a while, Kudo Shinichi murmured.

"If you don't find the rest of the bombs at the end," the voice paused for a moment, the boy's forehead and the tip of his nose were slightly sweaty, but his voice remained firm and gentle, "in the last 10 minutes, I will Go and stay with Lan."

The conductor was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Young man..."

But he didn't say any shocking words, just sighed lightly.

Riya stared at the timing of the bomb, although his face was also solemn, but his heart was much more relaxed than the other two.

If you want to say why... She looked away from the item bar on the panel, and the item called "One-time Bomb Disposal Skill Card" was lying there quietly.

That's right, this reward from the [Shinkansen Bombing Incident] mission is the greatest confidence she can still maintain her inner peace.

[One-time bomb disposal skill card: Use this skill card to obtain 10% temporary bomb disposal skills within 90 minutes. 】

[Note: The timer cannot be stopped once it starts. 】

Of course, this is only a last resort.After all, as a serious criminal police officer with a clear and checkable past record, it is difficult for her to explain how she suddenly learned bomb disposal skills without a teacher.

Fortunately, she didn't need to ask for trouble.A few minutes later, the phone rang suddenly, very quickly.

It's her personal phone.

Riya glanced at the number and picked it up without hesitation, and also thoughtfully opened the public release: "This is car No. 11 on the circular line, I'm Asai..."

"You mean railroad tracks?"

Kudo Shinichi, who was listening, looked up in astonishment, with a sudden realization on his face.

There is also a bit of belated annoyance and depression, and the appearance of the pupils being rounded is really cute.

After talking to the other side, Liya, who was originally calm and relaxed, also showed a surprised expression: "Have you confirmed it, Matsuda-kun, how did you think of it?"

"It's just my speculation at the moment, but it may be very big. The dispatch office is experimenting." Hearing her slightly rising tone, Matsuda Jinhei lightened up, "Don't worry, there will be a result soon."

He said "just speculation" and "experimental", but his confident attitude has been fully conveyed through his tone.

No need to use the hole card, and in a relaxed mood, Riya chuckled as if infected by his emotions: "Matsuda-kun, you sound very confident."

Listening to the dispatching instructions vaguely coming from the other side of the microphone, she raised her hand and pressed on the window glass, watching the scenery outside the window, her eyes unconsciously bent, and she responded in a soft voice:

"Then I'll wait for your good news."