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172.

"damn it!"

I don't know how many times I hit the iron door, even half of my body was almost numb, and my mind was filled with the buzzing sound from the impact.

Even so, Zhu Fu Jingguang did not break open the iron gate, he stopped his movements a little tiredly, looked at the young boy next to him, trying to bring a different turn for him.

However, no.

Jiang Guling just kept dialing the number of some desperate bastard with a sullen face, but was so angry that he almost threw the phone out because of the blind voices.

The blond young man who is usually calm and self-sufficient rarely gets angry, his eyes are bloodshot, he panted heavily, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Just started dialing the number again and again, repeating the same mistakes.

"Qianyoya Toru." Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't know what to do for a while, he clenched his fist, pressed against the iron gate, and murmured, "Open the door for me."

"You bastard...do you even know what you're doing?"

……

The brown-haired young man felt that his breathing was not smooth, and the last scene he saw in the elevator grabbed his eyes, making him bloodshot when he opened and closed them.

The hem of the uniform of the police academy was blown up by the wind, and an extremely bright red was smeared on his left arm, which was sliding down the white skin that they ridiculed as "even girls would be jealous" and splashed on the ground .

Not far from Chiyoya Toru, a man was sitting under the railing with a dazed look on his face. The long black strip flashing on his chest was exactly what the teacher had mentioned in their explosive ordnance disposal class.

The bomb was flashing, apparently entering the activation phase.

"Withdraw! You bastard, come back to me!"

After a brief panic, Zhu Fu Jingguang who saw everything clearly even forgot that he was still in the elevator.

He tried his best to rush over, dragging back the figure that had become extremely embarrassed after only leaving for a while.

But there was no chance, what he touched was the cold elevator wall, and what he saw was Chiyoya Toru's back as he mercilessly closed the iron door.

That guy seemed to be a lonely hero, never looking back at himself.

Only a few seconds of time difference caused such an ending.

Why was Toru Chiyoya injured, and who hurt him?Why did the chairman of Oi Department Store appear on the rooftop with a bomb strapped to him?

These questions have become unimportant content at this moment.

After the elevator door opened, Zhu Fu Jingguang rushed over in embarrassment, slammed into the iron door with all his strength, and shouted Chiyoya Toru's name, but I don't know if the refrigerator on the roof was too loud, and the people inside never gave him any warning. respond.

——Or maybe he didn't want to implicate him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang forgot how long it took him to use his mobile phone to contact other people, but until Jiang Gu Ling rushed over and Yi Dahang went to the administrator to ask for the key to the rooftop, but there was no movement from inside.

"The time is almost up." Jiang Gu Ling glanced at the phone, and said irritably, "There are still 3 minutes, the bomb of Huaxin Co., Ltd. has been dismantled, but Matsuda and the others can't come back now."

"We can't do anything." He let out a breath slowly, "Neither you nor I know how to defuse bombs, even if the door is opened, it's useless."

Zhu Fu Jingguang gritted his teeth, he knew Jiang Guling was telling the truth, but at this moment, he resented his incompetence extremely.

If he was one step faster and rushed over, if he could break open the iron gate, if he could defuse bombs...

A string of "what if" is like a false bubble, which will be burst casually, even he can't fool himself.

Maybe Chiyoya Toru felt that they couldn't help when they came, so in order to prevent others from being injured, he isolated all dangers and only borne it by himself?

That guy... is usually the most brave.

"Zero, he'll be fine, right?"

"En." Jiang Gu Ling responded quietly, and his purple-gray eyes looked through the thick iron gate, as if he could directly see the figure of the same period.

Chiyoya Toru has everything in his backpack, including a lot of portable bomb disposal devices. Logically speaking, there should also be bandages, and if he is injured, he can wrap one or two around it.

In short, it is fully prepared.

He said: "Toru's ability to dismantle bombs is no worse than Matsuda's. He even said that his patience and calculation ability are far superior to ordinary people."

It's just that in the state of injury and bleeding, these can't be said well.

Jiang Gu Ling didn't say the second half of the sentence, what they need now is not the truth.

Zhu Fu Jingguang said wearily: "Now I actually hope that he is lying to us."

There is no bomb or crisis at all, just more than ten minutes of purchasing, Chiyoya Toru will carry the books he wants to buy, and they will also hide the prepared gifts.

Then, Kenji Hagiwara will definitely pretend to be a winner, and give Chiyoya Toru the extra Big Mac ice cream they prepared, and they can leave the building together holding the popsicles they bought.

At that time, Matsuda Jinpei will pretend to go to the repair shop to buy parts, and when he arrives at the place, he will take a taxi that has been reserved. Together, they will "kidnap" Chiyoya Toru to the birthday celebration.

In the end, this night will be spent with the surprised expressions of the black-haired youth. They may drink together, sing together, and even say that Matsuda Jinpei is ready to have a man-to-man relationship with Chiyoya Toru at the birthday party. The "competition".

Everything that was conceived beautifully was wiped out because of that capable and concise text message.

But before the change, Chiyoya Toru might not send a text message to notify them, but contact the police by himself and solve everything by himself, right?

It's still an improvement...

Zhu Fu Jingguang wanted to laugh for a moment.

Jiang Gu Ling didn't have any thoughts, or rather, anger and panic had become silent in the blind voices that no one answered, and his emotions were separated from his body for a while, but the whole person seemed to be moving through a layer of glass.

He just silently included bomb disposal in his skill learning scope, and added a lockpicking by the way.

Finally, he let go of his sweat-soaked cell phone, looked at the text message, and said to Zhu Fu Jingguang: "The squad leader has come up with the key."

"The stretcher couldn't be brought into the elevator, and the ambulance personnel came from the stairs, but it only took 2 minutes."

"Everything will be fine."

Zhu Fu Jingguang took a step back and gave up his position in front of the door.

"This time, he can't let him pretend to be a fool and hide away." He rubbed the iron filings in his hands, clenched his red and swollen palms into fists, his blue-gray eyes were oppressive, like the sea before a storm, " He's just a—asshole."

173.

"Crack."

As the last correct line was cut, the red bomb was completely extinguished after flashing. There was no big movement or exciting sound effect, only a calm sigh.

The reality is not a cartoon, and the audience will not cheer for it, but it will be full of lingering fear.

The black-haired young man only slightly hooked the small silver scissors with his slender index finger. The dust and blood stained on the scissors made it impossible for the sun to reflect its aggressive light on them.

He raised his head with some difficulty, fully exposing his face under the peaked cap to the sunlight.

His face, which can no longer be described as pale, showed the grayness of excessive blood loss. The sweat, like dewdrops rolling on the lotus leaves in the morning, fell in unison with his movements, and fell on the short sleeves that had been soaked in deep black for a long time. Not a trace was left.

He knelt quietly in front of Oi Chuanxin, the wound on his left arm seemed to have solidified, and it seemed that there was no more blood flowing, showing a deeper red, the red spread, winding on the dusty concrete floor Winding out of strange shapes.

Calm dilutes the pain, and silence replaces excitement. The young man is like a sacrifice sitting in the center of the ceremony and offering sacrifices to the gods.

"It's over...?" Oi Chuanxin murmured in a daze. He was completely stiff at this time, and the numbness caused by the sitting posture spread from his toes to his scalp, but he still didn't dare to move.

As if feeling him talking, the young man tried to show a comforting smile, but he didn't even have the strength to raise the corners of his mouth. The gentle eyes that seemed to be soaked in a pool of spring water were now distracted, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't focus.

Yes, it's over.

Oi Chuanxin saw his numb and frightened figure in his eyes, as well as the answer he gave.

But in this case, he did not dare to act rashly.

Too scared.

He was afraid of his own random actions, causing the police officer, who was burning with his life in the sun, to fall to the ground, lifeless.

"Is there anyone..." He tremblingly said, "Is there anyone who can come in?"

At this time, Oigawa Shin was extremely regretful that he smashed his mobile phone to pieces, and he didn't even have a chance to contact the outside world. However, the young man's mobile phone had stopped vibrating at some point, and he was lying in the black backpack next to him without making any sound.

The person who called him persisted for so long, he must be very worried about him, right?

It should be the classmate of the police academy that Toru Chiyoya mentioned, and he is the most important person.

For them, this should have been a travel purchase without any risk, not a life-and-death entanglement.

"Che, Che-jun, hold on a little longer."

Gritting his teeth, Oigawa Shin turned sideways, tried his best not to disturb the young man, stretched out his hand to pull the backpack, and took out the mobile phone hanging beside him.

The phone belonging to Chiyoya Toru lit up the screen when he touched it, and the blood-red missed notifications on it seemed to be signs of death, which directly hurt his eyes.

Oigawa Shin directly pressed the leader's number, and the phone connected immediately after it rang.

The other party didn't seem to expect that the call would come, and even uttered a few meaningless words in a panic after the call was connected. Finally, a voice almost gnashing his teeth came from inside: "Chiyoya Toru!"

"Yes!"

As if alarmed by this familiar shout, the young man who had almost closed his eyes suddenly trembled, and subconsciously shouted to answer.

But this answer was only received by Oi Chuanxin.

Although the former seemed to be conditioned to shout loudly in response to his companion's greeting, only the person in front of him knew that the faint voice of the black-haired youth was so soft that it could be covered by the wind.

Oi Chuan-shin only felt that his throat was tight, like a ball of cotton was blocked, but he didn't even have the time to swallow it, he just said in a panic: "You are his classmate, I'm with him on the rooftop now..."

"We know!" The voice on the other side interrupted his explanation quickly and loudly, "We are outside the roof gate now, how is his condition?!"

"I'm fine..."

"I am fine."

Obviously unable to hear the voices of the outside world, the young man still connected with the other party in a tacit understanding, like a child learning to speak, stubbornly repeating these three words.

Oigawa Shin almost cried: "Come on!"

"He's fine, he's really fine!"

"He will live well... Please come quickly!"

"Come in quickly..."

In the pale sky, the distant screen lit up with a "swish", and the sweet smiling face of a girl with ponytails appeared on the screen, holding a large bunch of golden sunflowers so dazzling in her hands.

Behind her was a lively scene, with balloons and ribbons hanging all over the room, and the girl's favorite big Jingle cat doll leaning quietly in the corner, above her head was a red banner with big gilded characters on it.

——Happy eighth birthday to Oi Yui!

Happy birthday……

"boom--!"

With the help of the key, the heavy iron door was still slammed open, and the noise flooded into the rooftop instantly. The messy footsteps and someone's shouts seemed to have directly moved the scene of the birthday party.

The young man who was wearing the same school uniform as Chiyoya Toru threw himself on the ground in embarrassment, and quickly got up on the ground.

"Chiyoya Toru!" Someone shouted loudly.

"Chiyoya Toru!" Who rushed in front of them.

Oi Chuanxin looked at the anxious and terrified young men in front of him, each of them was covered in sweat, their faces were ashamed, and they were even more embarrassed than him even though they hadn't experienced anything.

For some reason, he remembered the black-haired young man complaining with a smile when he dismantled the bomb, clearly expressing his anguish that he might be beaten, but there was still gentle dependence in his eyes.

He subconsciously said, "Don't beat him..."

It seemed so funny to say these words at this moment, but everyone's noses were sour, and they almost burst into tears.

Zhu Fu Jingguang gritted his teeth and said, "Let him tell us this himself!"

The scene was really messy.

It seemed as if all the blood in the young man's body had been drained. The ground they stepped on was all shades of color. The scorching sun didn't need 2 minutes to drain all the water in it, leaving only iron-red dust, and then It is attached newly again.

Layer upon layer, it is an oil painting that blooms with life.

Jiang Gu Ling didn't even remember how he walked across from the young man, picked up the bag he left in the pool of blood, and carefully knelt down in front of him on one knee.

Chiyoya Toru still raised his head, his usual aversion to the sun had completely disappeared at this moment, he blinked with some effort, and met the purple-gray pupils of Shangsheng Yaling.

Seems to be trying to laugh, but fails.

"Idiot, don't you fucking close your eyes!"

"Don't sleep!"

The expression on the face of the blond-haired young man had long been lost, and it turned into a blank piece. He was swearing indiscriminately, but his hands gently and slowly grabbed Chiyoya Toru's intact arm.

It's too cold.

That arm was as cold as if it had been fished out of a freezer, and it was densely covered with greasy cold sweat. Jiang Gu Ling slid down, only to feel that the latter's fingers were convulsing involuntarily.

He lost too much blood, his body was like a machine that was about to be scrapped, and it issued warnings recklessly.

For a moment, Jiang Gu Ling felt as if he was stroking a corpse.

He frantically dismissed this terrifying association, put one hand on the back of the young man's neck, and passed the other hand through his leg, coordinating with Zhu Fu Jingguang who was standing beside him, slowly hugged him rise.

The young man obediently allowed him to move, his eyelashes flickered in the sun, but he kept them stubbornly open.

He seemed to open his mouth to say something, Jiang Gu Ling stared intently, and after a moment of reaction, he managed to understand that he was saying - so warm.

Isn't it warm?Such a big sun, such a high temperature, his and Zhu Fu Jingguang's fiery and trembling hands.

But the person who said this was Toru Chiyoya.

The guy who is most afraid of heat on weekdays, and even shows a disgusted expression in warm water.

Zhu Fu Jingguang also tried his best to stare, as if he wanted to directly burn through the lifeless bastard in front of him.

Only he himself knew that he was just trying to prevent the tears that had accumulated unconsciously in his eyes from falling.

What a shame...

The injured didn't cry. As a bystander, he couldn't help his emotions.

It wasn't until the black-haired young man was slowly put on the stretcher that the two of them blinked at the same time, and at the same time stretched out their sleeves and wiped their faces indiscriminately.

"Matsuda and the others are downstairs now, and the whole building has been sealed." Standing aside, Date Ko, who did not go up to make trouble, helped Oigawa Shin who was limp on the ground, and said to the two, "Toru will be fine."

The two only responded, and then followed the cautious medical staff, and gradually left the rooftop.

Datehang looked at Oigawa Shin who was already in tears beside him, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Happy birthday to your daughter, everything is over."

"What the hell have I... done?" After a while, Oigawa Shin said hoarsely.

"I ruined his birthday."

174.

The seventh floor is really high. Although the people above want to rush down quickly, and the people below also want to rush upstairs, the few minutes spent in the middle are enough for them to calm down.

Among the chaotic crowd, Rei Fuguya and the others met Kenji Hagiwara and the others, and watched as Chiyoya Toru was carried into the ambulance.

The young man was still in a semi-awake state. When he was placed in the ambulance stably and started the blood transfusion with the blood bag prepared in advance, he even had the strength to tug on the corner of a medical worker next to him.

The medical staff paused and began to treat his wound urgently.

After a while, other people also came up.

Only Kenji Hagiwara, Rei Fuguya, and Jingguang Momofuku followed. Matsuda Jinpei, as the main force of bomb disposal, was stopped by the police of the Explosive Division for the second time, and Date was to assist the police in explaining the situation.

But even though they didn't come, the concern for their companions and the targeted anger were unreservedly inherited by the remaining three.

"Fool!"

Seeing the bloody figure lying on the hospital bed, Hagiwara Kenji blurted out the obscenities that had been rolling around for a long time, he almost excitedly rushed to the side of Chiyoya Toru, and stopped tremblingly.

The young man lying on the hospital bed still had dust on his cheeks, and his soft black eyes twinkled under the overhead light, as if he was hiding little stars.

It seemed that because he had already received a blood transfusion, and it seemed that the pain was only stimulated by the action of the treatment next to him, his cheeks were a little red.

He just smiled at Kenji Hagiwara, but he didn't know what to laugh at, and he didn't even have the energy to do the lip movement.

"Stop scolding, this guy can't hear you now." Furutani Rei came over and patted Hagiwara Kenji on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down, but he couldn't help but sigh, "This idiot..."

With so much blood loss, even the five senses are probably blurred, let alone talking to them, I guess I can't even tell where I am now.

But even so, Chiyotani Toru could still smile, it was the kind of soothing smile that made people from three years old to eighty feel at ease.

He was still immersed in the joy of saving a life, even if he almost lost consciousness, he still remembered to appease the crowd.

Unbelievably gentle.

Jiang Gu Ling bit his lower lip firmly, leaning his head against the wall of the car, the emotions that had been blank for a long time seemed to return to his body belatedly, like a reservoir that opened its gates, the torrent swept into his brain, causing He fell into a momentary breakdown.

What should I do……

Will Chiyoya Toru have sequelae like this?If there are sequelae, can he continue to be a policeman?

The competition was agreed, how can he compete in this state?

Assuming that he doesn't think about the future, just the present, he still can't let go of his mind.

Oigawa Shin didn't have a gun on him, so how did Chiyoya Toru get shot?Could this still be the plot from the dark to take his life?

Suddenly the person next to him pushed him mercilessly, and Jiang Gu Ling came back to his senses suddenly, only to realize that he had bitten his lip and blood came out.

"Zero." His young tame ran gave him a casual look, as if he didn't notice his emotional fluctuations just now, "get up."

He followed in a daze, the ambulance was driving smoothly, without bumps and bumps while walking, but Jiang Gu Ling felt a little weak in his legs for no reason.

The doctor who had been standing in front of the bed waved at them, his expression unclear under the mask and glasses.

Jiang Gu Ling's face turned pale for a moment, and the other party's pause gave him a feeling of waiting for the judgment of fate.

Zhu Fu Jingguang tightly grasped his arm, and his strength also involuntarily increased.

"No way, doctor." Hagiwara Kenji said in a somewhat random manner, "How could this be..."

The other party paused for a second, and continued: "The patient seems to have regained consciousness, and seems to have something to say."

The three of them panted heavily, picked up the soul that was almost scared out of their bodies, and stuck it back to themselves.

Lifting the thin curtain, the three of them went in side by side, and this time they really met Chiyokiya Toru's eyes that rolled around nimbly.

Like a sunflower with extremely vigorous vitality, even now, he has tried his best to stay awake, and even looked at the three of them in turn.

The quiet Chiyoya Toru is very distressing, but as long as the eyes roll, the fire in the hearts of several people will "swish" soar.

"What do you want to say?" Zhu Fu Jingguang took a deep breath, "Don't talk now if you have nothing to do, lie down and rest, understand?"

The latter blinked his eyes flatteringly, and said with difficulty with his mouth: "Can I close my eyes now and go to sleep?" '

The scene was silent for a moment.

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "...?"

Hagiwara Kenji: "...?"

Falling Valley Zero: "."

The blond-haired young man opened and closed his lips but did not say a word. Only then did he remember what he said just now when he was furious on the rooftop.

And this guy was obviously eager to survive and wanted to avoid being beaten by them afterwards, so he was so well-behaved that he even had to report it at this moment.

Chiyoya Toru's unique skill of pretending to be pitiful and fooling around.

But this time it didn't work.

Jiang Guling almost laughed angrily.

"You bastard..." he scolded, "You sleep with me now, and I'll find you when I wake up!"

The black-haired young man seemed to have noticed this too. He pursed his lips a little bit aggrievedly, raised his right hand lying on the thin quilt slightly, waved it around in front of the three of them, and hooked his fingers.

Whenever a case is encountered on weekdays, this guy will always clap his hands triumphantly after solving it, in the name of cultivating the tacit understanding of his companions.

What kind of high fives are you still playing now?

The three of them slandered at the same time in their hearts, but they stretched out their hands upright, and gently touched those cold palms, and they broke up instantly.

'The battle was successful! '

Several people seem to have heard the young man's soft and joyful voice.

Those black eyes were finally closed this time with peace of mind, and even the corners of his mouth curled into a childish and smug smile.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stuffed his hands into the quilt, and the three lifted the curtain lightly and left.

This time, he sat on a chair and waited, but Jiang Gu Ling felt as if he had been in another world.

I don't know why, the original panic disappeared in an instant.

He took out his phone stiffly and checked the time.

Sixteen twenty-eight.

There are still seven hours and 32 minutes until the end of today, Chiyoya Toru's birthday.