Ke Xue's Magical Girl

When Matsuda Jinpei received the news that the bomber named the policeman who survived the Ferris wheel three years ago to dismantle the bomb, a thought arose in his mind that it really was.

He calmly took the toolbox to the place designated by the prisoner, but saw the same scrolling subtitles as three years ago.

"Mr. Courageous Officer, let's play a game."

"I also installed a bomb/bomb in another crowded place, does it look familiar?"

"That's right, the same setup as three years ago."

"But there is one difference, and that is Miss Detective named Shimotsuki Saya."

"If you dismantle the bomb/bomb here, the bomb/bomb on Miss Detective's side will be detonated, and at the same time, you can get the next explosion site."

"If you choose not to dismantle, the bomb/bomb on Miss Detective's side will not explode, but the bomb/bomb on your side will be detonated, and the next explosion location will not be known."

"Very simple trolley problem, the only difference is that you are also on one of the tracks."

"How would you choose? One life, or the lives of many more?"

The red text hurt Matsuda Jinping's eyes, he took off his sunglasses and dialed Shuangyue's phone.

"Where are you?!"

The person on the other side seemed taken aback by his tone, took a moment to reply, "In school, I saw your live broadcast, and I'm trapped in the teaching building now."

live streaming?

He ignored the reporters who were stopped by the police behind him: "How is your side?"

"There is no monitoring equipment, and the communicator left here has also been turned off by me. Now only you can hear me."

"Don't worry, I said that I know a lot about bombs, you should remember?"

"Of course I remember," Matsuda Jinpei said through gritted teeth, "but I also remember that I told you not to go out recently—"

First, I went to the memorial service and found that my adoptive father was murdered and then killed, and now I went to school and encountered a bomb/bomb.

Frost Moon got stuck for a moment, then decisively changed the subject: "Mr. Prisoner didn't consider that I would defuse bombs, we can take advantage of this."

Matsuda: "..." Sometimes Shimotsuki is even more worrying than Kudo Shinichi.

"How long is the bomb on your side?" He took a deep breath and told himself to calm down.

Frost Moon's ability to dismantle bombs is crucial. As long as she can dismantle the bombs over there, he can safely dismantle the bombs at the scene.

"Twenty minutes," she said, "should be the same on your side."

"Ah, that's right." Matsuda Jinpei opened the toolbox with one hand, and used a screwdriver to remove the shell of the bomb.

"I've already dismantled half of it, you don't have to worry here, Officer Mugure and the others should be checking the prisoner's location," said the sound of metal collisions from Shuangyue's side, "Now delay for a while, this level of explosion/ Is it enough for you to play for three minutes?"

"Waiting to defuse your bomb/bomb at the last moment gives the prisoner the illusion of being forced to make a choice... No, I probably shouldn't have done that, and those reporters won't let that go."

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Matsuda Jinhei sat cross-legged in front of Bomb, leaving only a black back for the camera.

"Turn on the speakerphone, let's play a show for the prisoner."

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When Shuangyue saw the bomb/bomb, she ruthlessly turned off the communicator in the office, making the prisoner on the opposite side suddenly confused.

It is a relatively common bomb/bomb structure, but this time the prisoner seems to be fully prepared. The windows and corridors are sealed, and it is absolutely impossible to open them with the strength of normal high school students.

——However, not to mention Shuangyue's physical fitness beyond that of a gorilla, it only took her a few minutes to dismantle the bomb.

While fiddling with the dismantled explosives, Shimoyue was on the phone with Matsuda Jinpei.

It's C/4 plastic/plastic explosive/powder.

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After finally completing a stage of code, Kayao took a random task to relax and received news about Frost Moon.

His relaxed expression suddenly darkened, and he resolutely gave up the target and left the roof.

Of course, Miss Phantom wouldn't get hurt because of this, he was just reflecting on why he didn't notice the escape of the bomber a few days ago, which caused Frost Moon to get into trouble.

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Vodka looked at the live broadcast on the phone in horror: "Brother! The name Shuangyue Saya...is Kazdale, right?!"

Gin sneered: "If Kazdeli is killed by the bomb/bomb, I will laugh at her for a whole year."

It is said that a good swimmer drowns and a good rider falls, but this does not apply to Kazdeli.

Kazdeli will die from the bomb/bomb?Its level of absurdity is no less than that of a man-made satellite falling and knocking down the Metropolitan Police Department building.

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"Shall I sing for you?" Shuangyue's soft voice came from the other end of the phone, "It's a song I just wrote a few days ago."

"Huh?" Matsuda Jinpei dismantled the bomb to the last step, staring at a yellow thread and clenched the scissors tightly.

"No matter what, I still have an identity as a singer, and if I don't have a chance to sing later, it will be a waste of my brain cells these days, right?"

"Don't say such unlucky words," Matsuda opened and closed the scissors unconsciously, "I won't give up on you."

"Don't you think you need to calm down in this situation?"

"I think I'm calm enough." Calm enough to mess around with her here.

I don't know how Police Officer Mumu and the others are doing their search for the prisoner.

"Just think of it as a promotion for Yueyao?"

A few chuckles came from the opposite side, and the girl hummed the prelude to herself.

"The sound and breath that brushed my cheek made my numb fingertips feel overwhelmed."

It is a low and soft female voice, with Yueyao's special timbre.

"While staring at your advancing figure, continue to pursue your own color."

Matsuda Jinpei's movements slowed down, and the countdown in front of him was no longer so glaring.

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While humming, Shuangyue kept moving her hands, reassembling the disassembled bomb/bomb.

"Your colors covered in darkness, mingled in my stillness."

She is black, adding a deep color that doesn't change with any color.

"Even if it's just for a moment, it's a reason for me to take a step forward."

Reconnecting the remaining wires, Shuangyue installed the mine/tube firmly.

"No matter how muddy it is, I will not live in a lost way."

She never had a definite direction, so how could she be lost?

Connect the detonator and put the bomb/bomb in the rubble at the stairway.

She lowered her eyes, trying to make her voice softer.

"Even if it's just for a moment..."

"I'll walk with you too."

Black and red, they are not the same way.

Her original intention was obviously to add richness to her character design by the way, why did she feel a real sadness?

After all, part of the persona belongs to the real her...

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The records and appearance of the bomber/bomber, the figure captured in the surveillance, the unregistered phone card sold recently, the abnormal signal source...

Kayao screened out useful information expressionlessly.

Lines of code flowed from his fingertips like running water.

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"Frost Moon?!" Conan suddenly jumped up from the sofa and stared at the live broadcast on TV.

Hui Yuanai heard the sound, came out of the bedroom rubbing his eyes in doubt, his eyes stayed on the TV screen.

The female voice delivered through two electronic devices is soft and erratic, but the lyrics can be barely discerned.

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"Explosion, explosion, offense?!" The blond woman with straight long hair slapped the table and squeezed out three words from between her teeth.

The square-faced man next to him also looked at the news report with implied worried eyes.

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Count down for 2 minutes.

"Okay," said the soft girly voice over there, "don't worry about me, other people's lives are more precious than mine."

If Kazdeli died here, the number of people saved would never be less than the number of people who are threatened now.

But she knew that it was impossible for Matsuda Jinpei to give up on anyone.

"How can human life be used to measure value?" Matsuda Jinhei was a little genuinely angry.

Shuangyue's words didn't look like she was acting, and her singing voice was not an emotionless mechanical voice as others commented. At least he could feel the hidden hope and sadness contained in the voice.

"One more minute," Shuangyue didn't answer him, "Do it, I'll be fine."

"It's better as you said." He suppressed his voice, and there was a threat in his tone.

The scissors are held firmly in the hand, the yellow thread is in contact with the silver-white blade.

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"Make your choice..." The black figure had a ferocious face, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a strange arc, "Should I choose Miss Detective, or the innocent people?"

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The timer stopped at the last second, and Matsuda Jinpei finally pressed the scissors.

"boom--"

Why is there still an explosion? !

He suddenly picked up the phone: "Frost Moon? Frost Moon?!"

The next location was shown on the red and black screen, but he had no time to worry about it.

There was no reply from the other side of the phone, so Matsuda Jinhei gritted his teeth and rushed to the colleague next to the cordon to explain the location of the next explosion, and brutally snatched the passing patrol car and drove towards Didan High School.

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"Hahahahaha... The brave police officer made his own choice—he chose the safety of more people, but he personally pushed the lovely younger generation to death—"

The ear-piercing laughter was interrupted by a flower of blood, and the man with the bloody hole on his forehead slowly fell back and fell powerlessly to the ground.

On the roof in the distance, the blue-haired youth indifferently put away the sniper rifle in his hand.

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The teaching downstairs of Didan High School.

Matsuda Jinhei rushed into the school with the police lights on the roof, ignored the doorman's shouts and ran out of the car to look at the fifth floor where the windows were broken.

"Frost Moon—Frost Moon Saya——!!"

She clearly said that she can dismantle bombs, and that kind of simple bomb can be dismantled in a few minutes.

She was talking to him a few minutes ago, singing the new song.

"I'm here." The call interface was not hung up, and a familiar voice sounded after the sound of pinging, ringing, and bang.

Matsuda Jinping suddenly stopped, and he blinked his eyes: "...Shuangyue?"

"I blasted the rock blocking the stairwell and it's coming out now."

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

still alive.

His expression became dangerous, and the fists beside him were clenched.

"Come out, I'll wait for you outside." His tone suddenly became gentle, but it made Shuangyue's back feel cold.

She looked at the unobstructed corridor hesitantly, wondering whether she should take a step or not.

"...I said I know bombs well," she tried to give herself some buffer time, "not just defusing bombs, but making bombs."

However, the male voice on the other end of the phone said "hmm" twice: "I know, so have you come out?"

Shuangyue tugged at the dusty and blood-stained clothes on her body, hesitating whether to repair her body on the spot.

... Forget it, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the marks on the clothes.

And just a few scrapes, no effect at all.

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The author has something to say:

1. Song Tiantian gives full play to the operator's physique, but this time it is not a terminal operator.

I don't intend for Frostmoon to die or fake her death (at least not yet).

2. This song may not be very suitable for us who know the nature of Frost Moon, but in the future Conan and the others will automatically fill in various potential meanings after they learn Frost Moon's identity. (Turn over the outline)

3. Shuangyue knows bombs/bombs very well, and knows that bombs/bombs can be rubbed out with bare hands. This is also one of the tips for the red side.

4. It's all the bomb's fault, he put so much pressure on Song Tiantian (kimbo), so he died! (Miss Qiansu directly called me happy x)

5. Given Frost Moon's age, she probably won't go to ICU, but being attacked by Song Tiantian's eyes for a while is essential :).

6. Use bombs to blow up the corridor instead of choosing to tear down walls or stones with brute force...don't scare others _(:3」∠)_.

——The following has nothing to do with the text——

7. Good day!hot!Is this the urban heat island?

8. I who copied the medical history: Be careful, word by word, and dare not make mistakes (after all, all mistakes must be rewritten).

This is a patient with a rectal tumor, and when npy copied it to the rectal examination, it was written as unexamined.

npy: ...

Without changing his face, he followed up with the content of the inspection.

What was not checked was □□, he wrote a digital rectal examination, and there was nothing wrong with it.

9. I wrote 1w today!I'm great!

With the outline and settings, this article has reached 20 words! (Although the outline occupies 3w)

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