I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

"If the bad things you have done are so easily forgiven, then what's the point of the police?" Jiu Chuan Xingmu was not moved by his hypocritical words, and looked down at him and asked coldly.

"Don't people even have the right to make mistakes in their life?" The adopter's hand gradually weakened, but he still murmured.

"How many people have been harmed by the 'mistake' you said lightly?" Jiu Chuan Xingmu didn't sympathize with him at all, but he didn't have the slightest pleasure of getting revenge: "Such mistakes are not worthy of being forgiven, so I will personally tell my brother what kind of person you are."

"Don't, don't..."

"Aren't you aware of your mistake at this point? Why did someone plant a bomb here, don't you really notice it?" Jiuchuan Xingmu endured it, but still couldn't hold back, stretched out his fist and smashed it hard. past.

I don't know how long it took, but Jiu Chuan Xingmu's knuckles were aching, and the adopter's face, which was considered elegant in itself, was completely swollen into a pig's head before he stopped his hands.

——As a policeman, if he killed someone at this moment, he would be no different from the adopter.

"Have you ever thought, if I hadn't seen this bomb today, how many people would have died because of your selfishness?" As a policeman, Jiuchuan Xingmu naturally hated the bomber, but more , he still hates adopters who provoke people.

"I was wrong, I was wrong." At this time, the adopter realized his mistake after a while, and broke down crying while pulling his hair.

This person's body is probably the clearest now, only these few drops of water.

"Xingmu, Xingmu, hurry up and leave." The adopter pushed Jiuchuan Xingmu to drive him out of the house: "You are still very young, and you still have unlimited hope. It is really a pity to die here."

His crying and dirty face is indeed full of worry that cannot be concealed, at least at this moment, he has really reflected on his own mistakes.

Jiu Chuan Xingmu grabbed the door frame and took a deep breath: "There should be a lot of laundry here? Put on my clothes and leave."

"Why, why?" The adopter froze, looking at Jiu Chuan Xingmu's face and asked in a daze.

"I only have one request. Turn yourself in to the police as soon as you get out, and confess everything you have done." Jiuchuan Xingmu looked at him coldly, "If you dare to hide anything, I won't even become a ghost." I will let you go."

"What are you talking about? People outside want my life." The adopter's voice trembled, and he roared out in shock. While roaring, he grabbed Jiu Chuan Xingmu's wrist and prepared to take him out.

No matter how hard he tries to hide his selfishness and greed, it's from the bottom of his heart that he doesn't want his first love child to die.

And now, he also realized his mistake.

——He didn't enter the police academy for power, but with the original intention of saving people, and survived the nights of hard training.

Even now, he also wants to get back the heart he had back then.

"Let go of me." Jiu Chuan Xingmu shook off his hand, frowned and mocked: "If I stay here, I still have a chance to defuse the bomb, but what about you? How much do you know about bombs? Isn't staying here waiting to die?" ?”

"If you could really take it apart, you wouldn't be talking nonsense with me here, would you?"

"That's because the tools are not enough, but now, I'm going to try other methods." Jiuchuan Xingmu pursed his lower lip tightly. He didn't lie. Maybe this bomb really has other methods, just destroy some internal structures.

It's just that he wasn't sure what would happen in the process, and he had never tried this method, but now he decided to try it.

"Then I'll stay here together." The adopter thought for a while, and then said seriously.

"Who do you think you are? What right do you have to stay here?" Jiu Chuan Xingmu raised his chin, his expression was genuine disgust: "You will only upset me if you stay here."

Why do the bomb disposal police in TV dramas go on adventures with their brothers or lovers, but they have to be with people who make them sick when they look at them.

Jiu Chuan Xingmu sighed in his heart.

"But I..." The adopter's lips trembled, but he was still entangled and refused to leave.

"I'm a policeman. No matter what kind of person this person is, I should put saving people first." Jiuchuan Xingmu squatted down again to study the bomb, and did not look at the adopter during the whole process.

No matter how serious the crime of the adopter is, the law should really punish him.

The adopter hesitated, and for a moment he seemed to find the shadow of his best friend from Jiuchuan Xingmu through the light through the glass: "I seem to understand why Yuzi chose your father in the end, you are really similar to him."

He knew that he couldn't turn the boy around, and after he sighed deeply, he said seriously: "I will turn myself in immediately after I get out, and I will confess my crimes."

"Please don't feel moved. The premise of my doing all this is that I am a policeman. For you, I only have hatred in my heart." The beautiful boy stared at the bomb in front of him and said in a flat voice.

The adopter had already changed his clothes, the thin white hair on his sideburns was somewhat funny compared with the young man's clothes: "After this, do you have anything else to say to others?"

Jiu Chuan Xingmu thought for a while, then tore off a piece of paper and quickly wrote on it, and then handed it to the adopter: "This is a type I have never seen before, just in case no one else has seen it, So pass this to the other bomb squad."

That way, the next time the criminals continue to use the bomb, they may have found a new way to disassemble it.

"What about talking to your friends...?" the adopter asked hesitantly.

"Do you think I still have time?" Jiuchuan Xingmu looked at the remaining 20 minutes and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Taking this opportunity, I will try to dismantle it."

Maybe I was lucky enough to succeed?Even he couldn't be so calm when facing death, and knew very clearly that he didn't want to die at all.

Changing clothes is to avoid the dead corner of the camera in the room. With the current technology, there is no way to see the face clearly, so it also gave them a chance to escape the shell.

After the adopter left, Jiu Chuan Xingmu's hands couldn't help shaking.

【Host, what should we do now? ] The progress bar of the task is only 90%, and logging out now is a failure.

【For the rest of my life, I have never been able to understand why someone would give up the chance of life.】 Xingmu breathed a sigh of relief, and answered the question, 【Probably because of this, I couldn't become Jiuchuan Xingmu. 】

[Host...] The worried voice of the system came from his mind.

[The next step is to gamble, to see if the old man will find out with conscience. 】Xing Mu stared blankly at the bomb, resolutely the face of giving up life.

After all, the original owner suffered from severe post-traumatic stress disorder, and it was not easy to insist on studying the structure of the bomb clearly.

About 10 minutes later, the task progress quietly reached 100%.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the main task, rewarding experience points of 5000, and will log out in three days. 】

【Successful! ] The system shouted in surprise.

[Well, while solving the new type of bomb, I don’t know how many people’s lives can be saved, and at the same time investigating the case of the year, it’s hard to justify the dissatisfaction of the progress bar. 】Xing Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He seemed to suddenly regain his energy and began to search around the room, and finally found his hidden mobile phone in the bathroom drawer.After so many days, the battery has already been exhausted and turned off.

[Can it be turned on? 】Xing Mu stared at it for a while with downcast eyes, then asked the system in his heart.

At this moment, he didn't know whether he asked the question out of selfishness or the original owner's selfishness.

[Yes, but it will only last about 3 minutes. 】The simply heartless system doesn't care about this detail at all, and just answered Jiu Chuan Xingmu's words seriously.

Immediately afterwards, the boot interface of the mobile phone appears.

-

When Matsuda Jinpei rushed to the site where the bomb was installed, he was still looking downcast, yawned lazily, and listened to the senior explain the situation here with no expression on his face.

The caller faltered and couldn't explain the situation, but said that there was a leader of the Metropolitan Police Department and a teenager inside, but if the police rushed in, the bomb would explode immediately.

Then what are you calling them for?

Matsuda Zhenping looked down at the ground, thinking boredly in his heart.

The seniors quickly understood the criticality of the matter, and immediately gathered together to discuss the next move.

"If the suspect can control the explosion time of the bomb, does it mean that he is not far from here?" Matsuda Jinpei expressed his opinion: "I suggest checking the renters nearby."

This is a high-end community, and the people who can live in it are either rich or expensive, and most of them are cowards, so the probability of being aboriginals is very small.

With this suggestion, the seniors took action immediately, but when he was going to help together, he was stopped by the seniors: "Stay here for a while, and make sure to use the best state to dismantle the bomb."

"Why is there something wrong with me?" Matsuda Jinping narrowed his eyes and said dissatisfied.

"Because you are the best." The senior smiled and patted his shoulder for fear that he would run off to work.

"Is it the best..." Matsuda pursed her lips, and didn't feel much fluctuation in her heart because of this praise.

Maybe it's not right for people who praise themselves...

He looked at the clouds floating in the sky and thought so.

Just as he was brewing, another person suddenly appeared from the blocked building. After looking around for a while, the person ran towards him immediately. Matsuda Zhenping frowned, and when he was about to say something, suddenly I froze in place.

——He remembered that this was Jiu Chuan Xingmu's adopter.

"Hurry up, hurry up and rescue Xingmu." The adopter panted heavily, and the words he spoke were intermittent, but Matsuda Zhenping could hear them very clearly.

"You mean, Xingmu is still inside?" Matsuda Zhenping took a deep breath, grabbed his collar and asked harshly, "You have to kill him after killing his parents?"

"No, it's not." With snot mixed with tears, the adopter shook his head and said in denial, "Xingmu asked me to come down. He said it was his duty as a policeman."

"Yes, yes, he also asked me to pass this thing to you." The adopter trembled uncontrollably, and handed the thing that the boy gave him to Matsuda Jinpei like a treasure.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't have time to look at it at all, so he left the adopter and rushed into the building.

Naturally, his colleagues would not just watch him go to die, several people barely stopped him together.His eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted loudly while trying to break free from his colleagues: "Xingmu!! Jiuchuan Xingmu!!"

Unfortunately, the building has a very high floor, coupled with the unique sound insulation effect of the high-end residential area, his voice could not reach Jiuchuan Xingmu at all.

While struggling, the phone vibrated slightly in his pocket, but he didn't notice the small movement at all. He put his heart on this building, and his heart was full of the boy he cared about.

You know, the two even parted ways last time.

If he had known this would happen, he should have treated Jiu Chuan Xingmu more patiently.

Tears slowly gathered in the eyes, and Matsuda Jinpei, who had never shed tears after being completely disappointed with his father, thought that he would never cry in his life.

No, maybe Xingmu will be fine?

Matsuda Jinpei took a deep breath and comforted himself, after all, he had worked so hard to learn bomb disposal skills and knowledge.The seniors often boast that he is a genius, but only he knows that the current Jiuchuan Xingmu is definitely no less than himself.

At most, it's just a little bit of practical skills.Still alive.

"Xing Mu saw the explosion scene where his parents died when he was a child, so he suffered from severe post-traumatic stress disorder. Let alone a bomb, he would have a very serious physiological reaction when he heard a slightly louder sound similar to an explosion. At this time, he has no way to disarm the bomb."

The adopter's guilty voice came from behind, he almost cried and shouted to Matsuda Jinpei: "Please, go and save him!"

"He, he never told me." Matsuda Jinping was stunned, and murmured, "Do you still want to hide the truth at this time? Are you worried that he will expose what you have done?!"

"No... I've already decided to surrender. Besides, I don't need to lie to you at all, right?" The adopter obviously didn't think about it, staring at Matsuda Jinping and asked word by word: "You have been together for so long, Did you really not find anything?"

The details of the two of them getting along flashed in Matsuda Jinhei's mind. From the first shooting class to the rain after the teenager was injured, everything revealed abnormalities, but he never delved into it.

It may be because the teenager looks too optimistic, and he doesn't look like he is sick at all.It's also possible that it was because I was too careless and didn't care about this kind of thing at all.

"You clearly know this situation, but you still insist on leaving him there?" Matsuda Zhenping felt tightness and pain in his chest, and after spending so long with Jiuchuan Xingmu, he didn't understand at all.

He couldn't accept this feeling of not being trusted at all.

But right now is obviously not the time to suppress anger, the boy must be brought out as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Matsuda Jinpei was about to rush in again.

But it was obviously too late, before he took a step, a huge explosion was heard from upstairs, and the gunpowder smoke mixed with debris fell from the top, and the hot air made the whole body uncomfortable.

"Xingmu—!" Matsuda Zhenping's face was pale, and suddenly he got the strength to shake off the person holding him, and ran towards the flame.

It's a pity that it was too late, such a violent impact, how could there be any traces left behind.

"Xing Mu, Xing Mu!" The crowd was very chaotic, but he only felt that his eyes were blank and his mind was buzzing. He almost instinctively called out the boy's name, praying for a response from inside.

The senior who didn't know the situation looked puzzled at the almost crazy appearance of the humble junior who didn't understand at all, but he still tried his best to control him, so that this dismantling genius would not do anything stupid.

In the end, the random doctor gave him a sedative before ending his hoarseness.

Matsuda Jinpei passed out just like that, and it was two days later when he opened his eyes again.

By his hospital bed stood each of his schoolmates, who were busy at each other's posts when the incident happened, and didn't know about it until the end.

"Where's Xingmu?" Matsuda took a deep breath, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes: "I seem to have a nightmare."

"Xiao Zhenping, take a good rest." Hagiwara Kenji comforted him with a hoarse voice, "At least, you will attend Xiao Xingmu's funeral, right?"

"Yan Er..." Zhu Fu Jingguang said with some disapproval.

But Kenji Hagiwara, who is a young boy, obviously has his own considerations. He looked at Matsuda Jinpei with a rare serious face: "You don't want to be like Uncle, a person who escapes from reality, do you?"

His father has never recovered from the blow, and as a close friend, Kenji Hagiwara will never allow Matsuda Jinpei to become the person he hates the most.

Therefore, without much thought, he told Matsuda Jinpei the whole story of Jiuchuan Xingmu and the follow-up.

"Kenji treated me too cruelly." Matsuda Jinpei was silent for a long time, and said with a rare smile.

Kenji Hagiwara held back the bitterness in his heart, and passed his mobile phone over: "Xing Mu sent you a text message before he died, and none of us have this kind of treatment."

Matsuda Jinpei paused with his slender fingers, and finally took the phone, looked at his friends and said, "If you don't mind, why don't you go out for a while?"

He doesn't know what kind of state he will be in when he sees the text message, but he will definitely be very embarrassed, and it is always good not to let others see it.

The four of them went out and closed the door intimately, and then Matsuda Jinpei turned on the phone tremblingly.A few times I didn't even press the power button.

But fortunately, he managed to open it in the end.

That text message looked like it had been edited in advance, and the content should be the snowy day when the two had an unpleasant fight.

He could imagine the young man frowning guiltily and typing out the words. The above first comforted himself, and then explained his mentality at that time.

Finally, he promised that after the matter was resolved, he would tell himself all his secrets.

The matter is settled now, the adopter has been detained, and his son even let go of the harsh words of severing the relationship because he refused to accept the facts.

That person is embarrassed and ridiculous now, being beaten like a street mouse by the whole Tokyo and even Japan, and some people even petitioned for his execution.

Although the possibility of a real death penalty is very small, he has obtained the retribution he deserved.

Jiu Chuan Xingmu and his parents were honored as heroes, and they will be remembered.

But such a hero did not abide by his agreement.He did not reveal his secret himself.All his secrets Matsuda Jinping got from others.

Even now, Matsuda Jinpei still can't imagine what kind of courage and determination a person with such a disease would have to stay in the room where the bomb exists.

How did he calmly draw the internal structure of the bomb to provide information to the police?

As the boy said, he has indeed become a good policeman, and he will remain dazzling in the memory of others.

However, he couldn't let go of it at all.

A teardrop fell on the screen of the phone, and Matsuda Jinhei finally lost control of his emotions...

-

I saw Jiu Chuan Xingmu's younger brother again at his funeral.No matter how disgusting his parents were, he was indeed innocent.

The younger brother, who was much loved and somewhat arrogant before, was full of tears, and there were deep dark circles under his eyes.

He walked up to Matsuda Jinping and handed over a book.

Jinpei Matsuda knew this book. It was a book he gave to the boy with comprehensive knowledge about bombs. The boy liked it very much and often fell asleep watching it in bed.

"I think this should belong to you." The younger brother sobbed and bowed deeply, then handed over the book.

"Thank you." Matsuda Jinpei didn't want to pick it up at first, but after thinking about it, he didn't seem to have anything related to Jiuchuan Xingmu, so he finally took it.

"I'm sorry about my brother." The younger brother turned around and ran away after saying this.

Matsuda Zhenping lowered his eyes and rubbed his fingers on the book twice, then flipped through the pages at random.

There are dense notes on it, showing the youth's vitality and yearning for the future.

Then, a note was revealed.

Matsuda Jinhei looked intently, his pupils shrinking——

He recognized the note because it was in his own handwriting.

On a certain night when he stayed in the boy's room, after waking up in the morning, he planned to pinch Jiu Chuan Xingmu's nose as a prank to make him wake up too.

But the boy slept too soundly, and he didn't have the slightest defense against himself.There was a layer of healthy powder on her fair face, and she could still smell the aroma of shower gel when she got close.

He felt hot when he looked at it.Probably because he didn't want the boy to see himself in such a mess, he hurriedly wrote this and left.

It was obviously a meaningless note, but did he keep it all the time?

Why keep this thing?

Matsuda Jinpei only felt that he was about to know something, but he never had the chance to confirm with the person concerned...