The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash

Hagihara Kenji dismantled it to the last step when there were three minutes left in the countdown. The above order was to wait until the last second to cut the fuse. Maybe a miracle will happen?

It happens, but it's not a miracle.

Hagihara Kenji put away his tools, picked up the crutches beside him, told the person beside him to go out for a cigarette, and quickly left the rooftop.

Most of the patients in this building are seriously ill, and it is impossible for the evacuees to carry them out together with the life-saving machines.

Therefore, the police only blocked the roof, and most of the police were calming the crowd. In such a chaotic situation, it was very easy to sneak in. But getting to the rooftop is not so easy.

Hagihara Kenji stood outside the blockade for a while, and soon a person came to him, the other party was dressed like a waiter. Because the large-scale movements became quite messy, the most important thing was that face—

"Yang Xi?"

"Hagihara-san..." Mr. A, who came in a hurry, didn't have time to explain too much to him, so he urged, "Time is running out, let's hurry up."

Hagihara Kenji gave him the clothes, and the other party quickly put them on. Although it was much bigger, he could only take it easy now. When he put on the helmet, Hagihara Kenji immediately took him on crutches and took him to the direction of the bomb.

"I won't ask if the situation is urgent now, but be sure to explain it to me later."

For example, why is Mr. A, and how did the other party contact Qiu Zeyao?

Mr. A: …

Hagihara Kenji said: "How long will it take? I have to find a reasonable reason... Is there a way?"

He heard the calm voice of the boss in the communication, and the other party asked them to take their places immediately, not waiting until the last second, but acting as soon as they heard the order.

A Jun: "What way?"

"I didn't say..." Hagihara Kenji shook his head, "It doesn't matter, we don't care about him, just follow your plan."

Before they came to the bomb, Mr. A quickly took out the wire cutters from the toolbox and aimed at the last wire. Hagihara Kenji was chatting with other people casually. Anyway, the last step was not very technical. My legs were broken. Now, let others do the nonsense and create opportunities for him.

Mr. A only took five seconds to prepare mentally - mainly Qiu Zeyao's preparation - and then decisively cut the line.

"Eh!"

The person who noticed this scene suddenly exclaimed, "What did you do?"

A Jun calmly said: "It has been solved."

"Is there an order already?" The other party was stunned. "It really doesn't feel like an explosion, no, who are you here?"

So fast?

Hagihara Kenji was startled by his speed, and then reacted, fooling around with haha: "It's a newcomer to our team, the junior I'm in charge of."

"Now that the crisis is over, let's start dealing with the follow-up. I'm dying of exhaustion here, please help me to take a rest."

Hagihara Kenji was about to take A-kun away from here, but he didn't move. He looked over in confusion, "Junior-kun?"

The protective helmet concealed A-Jun's expression well, and his voice was indistinguishable: "It's okay, let's go, Hagihara-senpai."

"I contacted the Metropolitan Police Department. Officer Qiu Ze is still in the Metropolitan Police Department, as well as Jinping and the squad leader, you..."

He paused for a while, and then said the next words, "I have told them to act immediately when there is news here, there are less than 40 seconds, you hurry up, and it will be handed over to you there."

What to do in a hurry?

Hurry up to find Qiu Zeyao, just as Matsuda Jinping is also inside, let the other party stand before the bomb and prepare to dismantle, and he...

He's going to kill someone.

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt a dizziness that was hard to ignore, perhaps because of the exhaustion of running around all night, or... something else.

He left the unconscious bomber here and ran to the second floor.

The sound just now was obviously made by the few people who were still in the Metropolitan Police Department.

He felt like a fire was lit in his chest, burning the oxygen in his lungs and making his throat dry. This was the most reasonable choice. Anyone would make a choice. Not everyone can make this choice a reality.

In the past twenty years of his life, he has made countless reasonable choices, for the greater good, for destroying that organization, for...justice...

Qiu Zeyao will also become one of them, the one who was sacrificed, just like those innocent people who died directly or indirectly in his hands.

The trough-zero to make the same decision is just as painful. There is even more to have to let Zhu Fu Jingguang do this.

He started to go upstairs, his heartbeat gradually calmed down, and the experience of getting along with the white-haired police officer came to his mind.

The face was expressionless from start to finish. But those eyes are more vivid than the expression, the shock when they were suddenly attacked by him for the first time, the embarrassment when he found out about his private life, the happiness when he ate his favorite dishes, the dazed when he woke up in the morning...

He hadn't seen each other for nearly a month. The day before yesterday, he thought of cooking a rich meal at home when Qiu Zeyao recovered and was discharged from the hospital to surprise him. He looked forward to every next meeting, except for this Second-rate.

But he had to go because it was the last time, and he had to go see that person one last time.

Last time...

"Officer Qiu Ze!" He finally arrived in this room. All the people he knew and didn't know were in it. Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't have time to say anything. The countdown to the end of the bombing stopped, and the heart suddenly beat violently.

The distance from the hospital to the Metropolitan Police Department, if there is an explosion there, it is impossible to have no sense here.

Therefore, the two bombs must have been completely solved. Yes, the bomb was designed by Qiu Zeyao himself, he must have a way to dismantle it, so what about the bomb on him? That was designed by the bomber, does he have a solution?

Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't tell how he felt. The happiness that seemed to be saved, the extremely uneasy expectation, and the panic that could not be ignored were intertwined. He pulled the zipper that the other party pulled to the collarbone and saw the change from 4. to 3 numbers.

Qiu Zeyao broke free from his slack hand, turned and ran to the window.

The white-haired police officer smashed the glass, like a bird leaving a cage of thorns. The warm winter sun illuminates his thin figure, but he is stingy to give him a ray of light to the future that he is about to fall into the eternal night.

He and Matsuda Jinpei came to the window one after the other, the glass penetrated the glove and sank into the palm of the frame.

"Qiuzawa!"

Heart beating violently.

That look again.

At the moment when the lead was cut, Qiu Ze Yao's eyes overlapped with the scene when the other party turned and left when they parted in the Tokyo Detention Center.

I see…

Matsuda Jinping let the other party break free from his palm, and suddenly thought - so it is.

It was a farewell, they said, never to be seen again.

He knew that Qiu Zeyao didn't care much about himself, and it was common for him to be injured.

He also remembered searching for a calendar that had been placed on a desk very early in the office of Lesson 1. He didn't know where to start. Qiu Zeyao seemed to be very concerned about the passage of time. Before Matsuda Jinping, he just thought it was the death day of the other party's parents. It seems to be the same now, but it's a little more complicated than he seems to think.

Although there was no reason, or just intuition, he felt that Qiu Zeyao had long been waiting for this day—the day to die.

Maybe the other party did participate in all this. Qiu Zeyao had long been in contact with Mr. K, and he joined Mr. K's plan, but the purpose was to sabotage the other party's actions.

But he is too tired, pretending to cooperate with the enemy, doing the things he hates the most, the truth of the death of his parents, his persistence and belief are all in jeopardy and are about to crush him, even if he can understand, it does not mean that he will not resent This eleven years of cheating... so he's tired.

When he boarded the Ferris wheel, he may have had the will to die. But in the end, the responsibility was better, or not, he just left his life and death to fate, and the wound just avoided the key point, so he survived.

And now it's over, it's over for Qiu Zeyao, this is the day his parents left him. So he will also leave the world on this day.

This is the long awaited day.

His hard work, his exhaustion, the goal he has been chasing, he can finally bend down the back that has been straight all the time, let go of the cold face that has always been there, take a breath under the pressure of the mountain, and then do something that will never happen again waking dream.

but…

Matsuda Jinping jumped from the second floor holding the window frame, he half-squatted in front of the young man, looking at the tears that kept flowing from the empty and unfocused eyes of the other party, he suddenly opened a wicked smile, "It's ugly to cry. ."

He bases his happiness on the pain of the other party, only now, and his conscience will not hurt at all.

Akizawa:…

[System-kun, please help me heal the wound. 】

He felt like a joke.

Some people can't survive, and they can't die now.

Kaluya, he remembered.

He should have thought that this guy is a scum who likes to watch others suffer.

Qiu Zeyao's acting skills are not very good, but after listening to the botched plan of the bomber, he took the initiative to propose a more ruthless one, which alone is enough to prove his opposite position to that of the Metropolitan Police Department.

But Kaluya was one of the main causes of his parents' death after all. So it's natural to be vigilant all the time, otherwise, he wouldn't hide the location of another bomb from him from beginning to end.

And he took advantage of the situation and handed a safety rope to the other party, that is, the bomb on him, and the remote control was in the other party's hands. Qiu Zeyao's only requirement was the detonation conditions of the bomb, which was very reasonable, because After the bomb exploded.

As the mastermind, Qiu Zeyao is about to go to court for trial. It is impossible for him to accept this result, whether it is him who used to be a policeman, or he who has chosen a new justice now.

Kaluya agreed, he let the bomber design, and then secretly instructed the latter to replace the explosive inside with something else, and then wait to see if he failed in his death plea, and maybe he would also be held in court. The live broadcast is recorded as a joke, and then he will be imprisoned. Even if he is barely mad under such repeated blows, it is not far from collapse.

very good…

Great…

The other party put him together, but he never imagined that this seemingly unsolvable situation would turn out to be nothing at all. The only thing that would appear was the dead person who was stopped by Kaluya himself.

what…