After possessing GIN, I turned against him

The helicopter's propellers were spinning rapidly, and the buzzing noise was made by it.

The airflow was surging and the ferris wheel was shaking slightly.

Matsuda Jinpei hurriedly helped back the cigarette that almost fell out, his attention was completely attracted by the sudden appearance of the helicopter.

The helicopter threw down the rope ladder, and a black figure descended from above, holding the rope ladder with one hand, and quickly gesticulating with the other hand.

back.

Matsuda could understand a little sign language, and he understood it, subconsciously took two steps back.

Seeing him stepping back, the man who couldn't see his face seemed to be smiling, stretched his hand to his waist, and pulled out a heavy-caliber gun, and the next moment, bullets were fired one after another, "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang! ", like firecrackers and drums, one after another, calm and powerful.

It's like beating on the heart.

The windows and doors of the cable car were shattered under the bullets, half of the shiny glass shards were shattered in the cable car, and a book fell down with a crackling sound.

The large-caliber pistol/gun had a strong recoil, and the rope ladder was swaying in the air after the shock. Matsuda hadn't fully figured out the situation, or even who it was, but he subconsciously became nervous for this person.

He turned his head and glanced at the bomb that was still counting down, his heart tightened, and it was less than 2 minutes away!

"Hey, do you want to die here with me?" Matsuda thumped the wall of the cable car angrily, "Who are you here to die?"

"Senior, good afternoon." Kurosawa Hisanobu stood on the rope ladder, holding the edge of the rope ladder with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to Matsuda Jinpei, "You will not die."

?What are you kid?Still dressed like this?Matsuda recognized the voice and stayed for a second, but after realizing it, he shouted sharply: "Get away from me! I have to stay here until the last three seconds."

His voice had never been so serious, it was cold and determined.

No one could save him. It's not that he didn't think about whether the police would rescue him by helicopter or something, but the threat of death didn't destroy his sanity, he knew it was impossible.

One was that the time was too short. By the time the application process was completed, he might have been underground for more than half a month.

The second is that he must see the address displayed in the last three seconds, and he must spread the information.Tell everyone and stop another explosion from happening.

Perhaps when the gangster designed such a situation, he didn't just think about killing the police or the masses. What he might want to see is the difficult choice a person makes when facing his own life and the life and death of others.

For the public good, I gladly meet death.

He is not a Sherlock Holmes fan, but he has read a few books.This sentence, which he once threw aside at a glance, came to his mind when he saw the line of words on the screen.

I'm sorry, but this choice was not difficult for me at all.

When Matsuda lit the cigarette, he was in a relaxed mood, with a little pride, and he laughed mercilessly at the gangster from the bottom of his heart.

He might just be a little scared of death, he's not a whole person after all.He is also a little regretful that some things he wants to say may never be said.

But he has made all the preparations and can accept death generously, but——what is Kurosawa Hisanobu trying to come here at this time? !

How could he run over at this time?

There was a fierce look in Matsuda's eyes, but Kurosawa Hisanobu showed no trace of fear.

Kurosawa Hisanobu slightly curved his mouth behind the mask, and stretched out his hand firmly. He said, "Don't you have confidence in yourself, senior?"

Matsuda looked at him, and unexpectedly understood what he meant. After a daze, he looked back at the bomb again.

The bomb was fixed under the seat, and the tools he brought up could not move the bomb, which was why Matsuda never thought of throwing the bomb after reading the address.

"Three seconds...".

Kurosawa Hisanobu nodded, his voice was soft, as if he was comforting or seducing, he asked: "Three seconds, see the address clearly and jump over - is the senior willing to bet with me?"

Matsuda gritted his teeth, he admitted that he was seduced, his voice squeezed out of his teeth: "What bet?"

"life and death."

Matsuda suddenly laughed. The countdown was only ten seconds left. He squatted down and stared at the small screen.

The heartbeat was like thunder, Matsuda's whole body was tense, sweat dripped down his forehead, and the hand holding the phone had never been so sticky and wet.

But he didn't shake at all.

Six, five, four—

Mihua Central Hospital!Matsuda typed these words at the fastest speed in his life. At the same time, his legs exploded with great strength, and he rushed out of the No. 72 cable car.

Jump up like a fly.

At that moment, time seemed to slow down, and all the sounds in his ears disappeared. Matsuda stared at Kurosawa Hisanobu's outstretched hand. The desire to survive surpassed everything else. With long arms, try to grab something with all your strength.

Kurosawa Hisanobu grabbed him, and the rope ladder shook violently in the air, as if he could smell the breath of death.

No need for Kurosawa Hisanobu to say, the rope ladder was retrieved by the helicopter as quickly as possible.

The blinding light made the head explode.

Air waves erupted behind them, or under them, their bodies swayed violently in the air along with the rope ladder, and broken cable car parts stabbed at them.

His whole body was numb from the shock, and he almost lost all his strength.Blood flowed out from nowhere, wetting the hands they held.

The friction is reduced, the fingers are slipping, the rope ladder is going up, but the other hand is gradually sliding down under the action of gravity, it seems that all previous efforts are in vain.

Kurosawa Hisanobu saw black smoke after the explosion. He lowered his head, but couldn't see anything.

The world consciousness seemed to cast its gaze at this time, and whispered in his ear with the greatest malice: Everything you do is useless, you can't save Matsuda Jinpei today, and you won't be able to save Kurosawa Jinei in the future.

No!I can not be reconciled!I am not willing to be controlled by something that is not even a person!

Everything that the other self has experienced is playing fast in his mind like a movie, death, loss, pain - can't be changed!Can never be changed!

I hate everything that can't be changed.

Kurosawa's deep resentment erupted in his confidence, his anger was like a volcanic eruption, and the power that had nowhere to vent was poured into his five fingers. The sticky blood and severe pain were desperately trying to stop him, but he seemed to block everything. Before the phone was about to slip away completely, he let out a roar and threw Matsuda up with all his strength.

"Hurry up!" Kurosawa Hisanobu yelled loudly.

His ears were buzzing with the sound of the explosion. He didn't know if Matsuda could hear it, but it was the last resort.

Because he was about to be unable to hold on... Like the revenge of the world consciousness on him, the fragments of the cable car pierced his arms fiercely, and he had no strength to support it anymore. He squinted his eyes and vaguely saw Matsuda's arm in the thick smoke. In good condition, the rope ladder was held tightly and did not fall down.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly lost all his strength. His hand that was gripping the rope ladder went soft, and he grabbed it in the air, and was shocked to find that he didn't grab anything.

He is falling.