Today is also bald for Ke Xue at the winery

Two years ago, an appalling bombing hijacking case occurred in Tokyo. The criminal Lion asked for a ransom of one billion yen, otherwise he would blow up two high-rise apartments in the downtown area.

At that time, the elites of the explosive Zha Niuwu disposal team dispatched by the Metropolitan Police Department were none other than Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei.

That day was the first day that Yane Asama, as a special advisor, guided the public security police to try out the juvenile spirit to collect the residual signals of criminals' thinking.

Zhichanling won the first battle, not only locked the location of the first bomber, but also unearthed the accomplice in the case.It's a pity that I heard that one of the elites of the explosive zha Niuwu handling team violated the regulations. Not only did he try to take off his protective clothing at the scene, but he also failed to transfer the explosives into the explosion-proof ball and send it away in time.

If it weren't for the good protection work, the elite who violated the regulations saw that the situation was not good, and directly rushed to buckle the buckle of the explosion-proof ball, and the explosion would cause more losses.

It was later heard that there were no casualties at the scene of the explosion, so for quite a long time, the media played up the "miracle moment".

"Hello." Asama Yane turned her gaze to Hagiwara Kenji, "I didn't do anything back then, so I don't need to take the so-called kindness to heart."

Kenji Hagiwara sincerely thanked Yane Asama: "If it weren't for your invention of the infantile spirit detector and EOD suit, I would never have survived that year. Of course, I must remember your kindness. It is a pity that I was in the hospital after the explosion. After resting for a long time, I was forced to be busy in the traffic department, and I never had time to thank you in person."

Explosion-proof suits?Asama Yami was confused: "I made an EOD suit?"

The two police officers looked at each other.

Kenji Hagiwara proficiently reported a series of data, "This is the data of the first version of the EOD suit that you provided to the Explosive Zha Niuwu Disposal Team, do you still have any impression?"

Asama blinked.

The previous reports are still conventional data indicators, such as the visual range of the mask, flame retardancy, antistatic, head and spine protection, etc. From the middle, the visual sense of the data indicators begins to become stronger, flexible cushioning?Explosion-proof?damping?Slow down?When she heard the end, she suddenly realized:

Isn't this the most expensive air-to-air rapid surrender in the explosion-proof series she developed? !

At the beginning, she had just developed the infant spirit, and the action team was still dominating the scientific research team. It happened that the organization was whimsically expanding its forces in the turbulent area, and asked the scientific research team to provide a simple fortification construction plan.The scientific research team was gloomy. She couldn't see the frowning faces of her embarrassing subordinates, so she volunteered to take over the research and development task from the action team.

After chasing the action team to make up for the research and development funds, she referred to the fortifications of the American army in later generations and provided Esco’s explosion-proof wall plan-made a galvanized steel cage into a foldable style, and the interior was lined with polypropylene. The assembled pockets and construction machinery shovel soil can build a barracks overnight.

Afterwards, the person in charge of the Middle East Operations Team expressed great satisfaction, and quickly placed an order with generous money again to customize explosion-proof and explosive-proof tools for her.

The first-generation EOD suit mentioned by Hagiwara Kenji is the research result of Asama Miyasu mixed with private goods.

At that time, she hadn't determined the direction of scientific research, and she wasn't very interested in the silver bullet project that was mandated by the organization, so she didn't completely give up the idea of ​​aerospace research, and stuffed a lot of private goods for aerospace research into the explosion-proof series of the action group.

For example, the anti-explosive suit, the anti-seismic design inside is completely based on the buffer standard for rapid descent from the ozone layer, and its safety level is comparable to that of Iron Man's battle suit in comics.

Of course, the same goes for the intensity of spending money.Materials science, how can it not burn money?

Therefore, the EOD suit will be finished, and the project fund pool will bottom out.Yami Asama had no choice but to deliver quickly, skipping the follow-up visual mine detector.

Anyway, the action team didn't pursue it later, so she didn't pay attention to it anymore.

It seems that Pisco took over the follow-up operation of her brain research, bundled the EOD suit and the baby spirit, and reaped a lot of benefits from the Japanese government.

Asama Yami looked at Hagiwara Kenji with a strange gaze: The first version of the EOD suit that Pisco handed over to the Metropolitan Police Department must be the best material, the most complete performance, and of course the most expensive one, and only that one can be used. Bring people back from the explosion site in their entirety.From this point of view, the police officer who was at the scene of the explosion...

"You are really lucky to be able to catch the explosion wearing the first version of the EOD suit." Yane Asama said sincerely.

Matsuda Jinpei said angrily: "Yeah, that's great. You survived the illegal operation, and now you can still wear the cherry blossom police badge. Stand here. Hagi, you, you are so lucky."

"Ahaha, Xiaozhenping will be like this every time I talk about that matter." Hagiwara Kenji interrupted with an embarrassed smile, "It's very late, Dr. Asama, can you hold on? Why don't you go to the sofa in the conference room Lie there for a while. Anyway, it's not time for you to act now."

Asama Yane covered her mouth and yawned, feeling drowsiness welling up: "Is it all right?"

Kenji Hagiwara thoughtfully replied: "Matsumoto police officer knows, I will wake you up in an emergency." He considerately did not mention the chiefs' dissatisfaction with the police dispatched by the police department. In fact, the first search section does not require her to do anything.

Miya Asama no longer hesitated and agreed, but she couldn't hold it anymore.

Matsuda Jinhei and Hagiwara Kenji looked at each other, turned their heads back to the group of old smokers who were eagerly discussing, and opened the door with a friendly smile to lead the way.

Yane Asama left the busy office with Kenji Hagiwara.

It wasn't until the fresh and cold air permeated her whole body at night that she realized dully: Ah, it's already late autumn.

Pushing open the door of the small conference room, Kenji Hagiwara immediately turned on the air conditioner to adjust the indoor temperature.

Yane Asama leaned on the sofa, her eyes half-opened and half-closed, seemingly sleeping.

"Dr. Asama, did you come by car today? Do you have thick clothes in the car? It's a bit cold at night, and the blanket may not be enough to keep you warm."

The sleepy girl slowly tilted her body, and replied slowly: "There is no car, people from the police station sent us here, and I don't have thick clothes."

"Then I'll leave you the spare coat. Do you still have a companion waiting outside? Sorry, I ignored him before. It's so cold at night, let him come in." The voice of the young police officer was gentle and considerate.

Miya Asama maintained her only sobriety and shook her head in refusal: "No, they will arrange themselves."

"Okay. Please rest well, and I will call you when the time comes."

The door is closed.

Miya Asama lay on the sofa and finally fell into a dark and sweet dream.

Hagiwara Kenji closed the door, and when he turned his head, he saw a small fire in the darkness that could not be extinguished.

"Have you asked?" Matsuda Jinhei asked vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth.

"No, Ms. Asama still has a basic sense of vigilance." Kenji Hagiwara shrugged, "However, I can confirm that there are indeed people guarding her outside, but they refuse to come in. If there is no accident, it is them."

The police officer with a sinister temperament clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction: "Those two guys, they disappeared after graduation, and it's fine if they don't contact us usually, but now they dare to hide from us."

"Maybe they've been in special operations. Anyway, now that their location has been determined, it's good to be safe."

"Tsk, it's cheaper for them."

The two stood by the window of the tall building, looking at the brightly lit street in a daze.

Although they didn't find anything wrong, they swear by their careers that the two guys who disappeared after graduating from the police academy must be hiding somewhere near the Metropolitan Police Department.

Kenji Hagiwara was about to say something, when he heard footsteps, he immediately stopped talking and turned around, and immediately smiled when he saw the person coming, "Senior Mingpiao."

The visitor's hair was sticking up, teeth and claws raised, and he bit his cigarette butt listlessly and said, "Hey, you two boys are really good at it, you are hiding here to be lazy."

"You're wronged, Naruto-senpai!" Hagiwara Kenji hurriedly cried out.

Ming Piaoqiu said, "What are we talking about?"

"Tucao about those mysterious police officers," Matsuda Jinping said nonchalantly, "It's been two years, and those guys are still using crappy technology to keep secrets. They clearly have a secret weapon to quickly arrest murderers, but they refuse to promote it. .”

"You see it too?"

"It's strange if you can't see it. I don't know who the police are looking down on with such a shallow means of secrecy?"

"Oh." Ming Piaoqiu stubbed out the cigarette butt, and said with a little distress, "Boy, don't tell me if you see through."

Matsuda Jinping curled his lips: "A group of despised guys actually threw minors out of the tank."

Ming Piaoqiu hit him on the head with a cigarette box: "Stop saying a few words. After all, Dr. Asama is a scholar with close relations with the government."

Matsuda Jinping folded his arms and sneered, "That's also a minor."

"Xiao Zhenping." Hagiwara Kenji poked Fa Xiao's arm, signaling him to restrain himself.

"Tch." Matsuda Zhenping turned his head and remained silent.

Ming Piaoqiuren decided to avoid this guy's explosive point and start a safer topic.

"Is everyone settled?"

"of course."

This time it was Kenji Hagiwara who spoke.

"I see she was shaking just now, didn't she leave a blanket for someone?"

"The standard blanket is too small, I left her a spare windbreaker, and the air conditioner is already on."

"It's okay, you brat is always so considerate to women." Ming Piaoqiu said lazily.

Matsuda Jinpei immediately seized the opportunity and laughed at the senior with all his might: "Ask me about everything, and you are not bad, Senior Mingpiao. Is this how you take care of Muku, Senior?"

Ming Piaoqiu reprimanded lightly: "Don't worry about my daughter, brat."

Matsuda Jinpei didn't take it seriously: "Hey, good father, Ming Piao-kun."

"If you don't want to be lazy here, go back to work quickly."

"Tsk, let's go."

Matsuda Zhenping hooked Faxiao's shoulders and walked unsteadily towards the office.

When fast forwarding to the office, Ming Piaoqiuren suddenly said:

"Hey, you two."

The two youths walking in front turned their heads together.

Ming Piaoqiu was in a daze, calmed down and said, "Don't put too much pressure on it."

Matsuda Jinpei still acted foolishly: "Don't worry, I will catch that bastard with my own hands."

Kenji Hagiwara acted more seriously, and solemnly assured: "We will definitely catch him, and we will not let what happened two years ago happen again."

After carefully examining and confirming the spirits of the two, and finding that they are full rather than overloaded with pressure, Ming Piaoqiu waved his hands angrily: "Okay, go to work!"

The two young police officers immediately walked inside laughing and laughing.

The brightly lit corridor finally fell silent.

Looking at the familiar figure from the window of the Metropolitan Police Department building, Toru Amuro, who was hiding in the shadow, broke into a cold sweat.

Finally gone.

Even though it was so far apart and separated for such a long time, Toru Amuro recognized the two people standing in front of the window at first glance.

Matsuda Jinpei, Hagiwara Kenji, his and Jingguang's companions in the police academy.

Amuro believes that those two guys are like him, and they will definitely recognize him in the first place.Maybe today they have gone through clues and discovered that he and Jing Guang are nearby.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that the two have been appearing and haunting each window alternately since the afternoon.

Amuro sighed tiredly, wishing those two guys would not be so sharp at this time.

He carefully walked around the trash can, stood still in the shadow of the alley, and tapped his fingers on the phone keyboard nimbly, sending out a series of messages.

[She is still in that building, her location has not moved. —— Amuro]

【receive. ——Zhu Xing]

Not long after, a young man with long black hair appeared at the end of the alley.

"I'll be on duty next night, you go back and rest." Zhu Xingda said.

Not in front of people, Toru Amuro was too lazy to argue with Zhu Xingdaxu, and simply lowered his baseball cap and left.

The two passed each other in the shadows of the alleyway, and the jumping blond hair disappeared into the night.

After going around a few times halfway to confirm that there were no pursuers behind him, Toru Amuro returned to the temporary base.Not long after, Lu Chuanguang pushed the door open and entered.

"Where are the stars?"

"Just went to guard outside the police station."

Lu Chuanguang held his pockets and looked at the tall buildings with lights on from a distance: "They haven't rested yet."

"That's right, the dogs are always working day and night like this." Toru Amuro replied inexplicably.

Hikaru Midori said gently: "The cops are always busy like headless chickens. The temperature has dropped tonight. I hope Miss Asama won't be taken care of by a fool to catch a cold."

Toru Amuro sneered: "Those tax thieves? That possibility is indeed not ruled out. Midorikawa, why don't you prepare some cold medicine just in case."

The two taunted the police, but kept moving their hands. They didn't tell each other in sign language that there was no problem until they jointly searched the temporary base three times and confirmed that there were no wiretapping tools.

But even so, the two still cautiously did not exchange information verbally, but sneered and sarcastically, while talking covertly with sign language.

Lu Chuanguang: [Eswain only appointed me as an assistant for this mission, so don't show up tomorrow. 】

Amuro's eyes flickered: 【No, it's too dangerous.The Metropolitan Police Department knows more about you than me. 】

Lu Chuanguang shook his head: [You can't come forward.The machine developed by Eswain is dangerous and can read human minds.As long as you appear nearby, you will definitely be captured by the equipment, and your identity will definitely be exposed. 】

"Don't say that, the public security police of the Police Department are still very active."

Toru Amuro stared suspiciously: [Read thinking? 】

He reasonably questioned Fa Xiao's failure in sign language.

Lu Chuanguang gave him a determined look: [It's true, the mind-reading device belongs to the Police Department.It was because of that instrument that the police confirmed that the prisoner would definitely do it after dawn. 】

He had never heard of that kind of equipment in the police department in the security planning class!The blond and black-skinned youth frowned.

But Hiro won't lie to himself, he must have seen that instrument with his own eyes.

Toru Amuro gritted his teeth, and drew a sharp arc with his fingers: [Then let Zhu Xing go! 】

If there was a real risk of exposure, he would rather fill in the hole with that nasty green eye!

Lu Chuanguang had a bitter expression: [I am at the warehouse office today, I may have been exposed. 】

Toru Amuro's expression was so cold that he dissed his colleagues following the content of the chat: "The police in the police station? Those idiots are most active only when they cheat their own people."

Lu Chuanguang became dumbfounded, but he could only agree with him in his mouth, and at the same time secretly persuade him: 【Zero, don't get angry and scold yourself. 】

The blue-purple eyes of the blond-haired young man looked extraordinarily vibrant because of his anger, which vividly conveyed the will of the owner: instead of catching moths in the country, he cheated his own people. Shouldn't such a helpless guy be scolded? !

Lu Chuanguang talked about tomorrow's arrangements while talking about the arrangement of tomorrow's friends, interfering with possible eavesdropping:

"It's also distressing that the Kefan dogs are too active. According to their judgment, a vicious explosion will definitely happen tomorrow. It seems that the police are unreliable now. To ensure the safety of Miss Asama, we need to rely on our own strength."

Toru Amuro crossed his arms and said, "I've been idle for so long, and I can finally move my hands and feet. Where's your equipment?"

Lu Chuanguang's expression was natural: "Of course I carry it with me. Beasts never let go of their minions."

Toru Amuro squeezed his chin and said: "Very good. Since the police are sure that there will be an explosion after dawn, they will definitely use a large number of people to arrange it. I will go to the scene to get first-hand information to support you. You are a sniper, and it is best to bring you As for Zhu Xingda, let him stay there, anyway, he was originally Eswain's personal bodyguard."

Lu Chuanguang: "..."

Zero, you are really sparing no effort to trip up the ambassadors of the stars.

so what?

"I'm fine." The Maoyan youth agreed with a smile.

The security plan on November 11 was approved by a vote of two to one in the absence of Zhu Xingda.

Toru Amuro picked up the phone, "I'll notify Zhu Xingda."

Feeling the small thing in his arms vibrating constantly, Zhu Xing took it out, and the button stopped vibrating.

While opening the message, he thought in a daze: the mobile phone distributed by the organization is more than a little more advanced than the type sold in the market. Although it only has a signal in the Tokyo area, the technological content revealed in it is amazing enough.It is probably Eswain's handwriting again...

[In view of the high risk of explosion in the Chiyoda area tomorrow, in order to ensure the safety of Eswain, I will go out to collect and pass on information, Midorikawa will play the role of a sniper, and you remember to perform the duties of a personal bodyguard. —— Amuro]

Seeing the message, the tall man flicked his tongue angrily: That guy Toru Amuro has reached a temporary alliance with Hikaru Midorikawa.

Sure enough, Lu Chuanguang is not something to mess with.

Last time Amuro tripped him, making Midorikawa stand out in front of Eswain; this time, Midorikawa took the shot, allowing Amuro Toru to seize the command, and expose himself to the Japanese police's sight tomorrow.

So far, the two have exchanged a round of interests, and have a foundation of trust to jointly suppress themselves.

Not good.

Zhu Xingda thought quietly: he must find a way to break up their fragile alliance.

The sky is getting brighter.

The bright sky awakened Asama Yane, she rubbed her eyes and took off her coat, wrinkled her face and said vaguely: "Midorikawa, curtains, curtains..."

"Who is Lu Chuan?" The clear voice carried a smile, "Get up and have breakfast, Miss Asama."

Hearing a strange voice, Asama Yami's consciousness twitched and she woke up from a deep sleep.She was in a daze for a while before she recognized the person in front of her.

"Officer Hagiwara?"

Hagiwara Kenji greeted with a smile and raised the bag in his hand: "Good morning! Would you like some coffee to refresh yourself?"

Miya Asama sniffled, sat up straight on the sofa, took the hot coffee, and said, "Thank you."

Kenji Hagiwara said, "You're welcome." Then, he handed her a sandwich, "I brought you a simple meal, please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

Miya Asama shook her head, without being coquettish, took the sandwich and ate it with big mouthfuls.

Hagiwara Kenji said with great interest, "A man with black hair and knitted hat came to you this morning and said he was here to deliver clothes to you. Is that your driver?"

Miya Asama ate the food in small bites, and took the time to answer: "It's sort of."

She realized that Lu Chuan was unnatural yesterday, but she didn't expect that the person who came today was Zhu Xingda, and Lu Chuan actually hid directly.

Does it have such a deep psychological shadow on the Metropolitan Police Department...

Hagiwara Kenji seemed to mention it inadvertently: "But it seems that the person who came with you yesterday is not him? But this morning, he suddenly changed someone, with an unknown item in his hand, and he looks so fierce. Senior Momo and the others almost regarded each other as Suspects arrested."

"Eh, although Zhu Xing looks a bit fierce, but it's not..." Asama Yami's tone became more and more uncertain as she spoke to the end.

At such a sensitive time, a guy who doesn't look like a good person appears at the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department with a bag of unknown items...

Recalling Zhu Xingda's stern demeanor comparable to gin, she thought guiltily: Well, I really can't blame the police officers for being nervous and overreacting.Zhu Xingda is really too much like the villain in the TV series.

Kenji Hagiwara was considerate and didn't ask any further questions, and told Yane Asama with a smile: "Your driver is fine, but due to the strict security recently, he cannot be let in until you sign the guarantee in person, and he is waiting for you at the gate now. "

Miya Asama drank the last sip of coffee and jumped up from the sofa.

"Then we're going to pick them up now."

Hagiwara Kenji followed behind Asama Yane, and saw the suspicious man who had an oolong in the morning.

Long black hair knitted hat, fierce forest green eyes, and profound facial features, but compared to his handsome appearance, the man's aloof and cold temperament is more impressive.

The police officers who came in and out were extremely vigilant against Zhuxing Dabao.

Regardless of the skeptical gazes around him, the scientist who went his own way went straight to Zhu Xingda and said, "Lu Chuan and you changed shifts?"

Zhu Xing nodded, "Lvchuan thinks that his melee combat ability is a bit lacking, and he may not be able to cope with today's special situation, so he specifically asked me to stay by your side today." As he said, he shook off the coat in his pocket, for the shallow Mamiya put it on.

The eye drops go on naturally and smoothly.

Yasuke Asama put on the sleeves naturally following the man's strength, and let him button up himself, and accepted Zhu Hoshida's explanation without any doubt: "Lvchuan is always overly cautious, but it fits his style very well. Character—he's always worried about me, after all."

She turned her head to Kenji Hagiwara and said, "Officer Hagiwara, what other procedures do you need to go through?" Seeing the wandering expression on the young police officer's face, she raised her voice, "Officer Hagiwara?"

Hagiwara Kenji came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "You can guarantee it yourself, let's go."

When he turned around, he couldn't help but look back again, trying to confirm the exact location of the person who had just flashed by in his sight.

It's a pity that people come and go on the street, and the conspicuous golden retriever and guitarist have disappeared.

Going back to the first search lesson, the people from the warehouse agency have arrived, carefully opening the equipment box and assembling the infant spirit detector.

A group of police officers who stayed up all night with scribbled descriptions formed a half circle, watching the foreign affairs officer of the warehouse agency fiddle with the equipment with amazed expressions.

Relying on his height, Matsuda Jinpei stood on the periphery, unconsciously twitching and caressing with his fingers.

"I really want to take it apart." He muttered in a low voice.

Mingpiaoqiuren heard the words and raised his hand to slap the brat in front of him, "You think well." It really made Matsuda Zhenping dismantle this instrument, and almost all of them will be punished after the search class.

Matsuda Zhenping rubbed the back of his head, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Kenji Hagiwara laughed out loud: "Xiao Zhenping, you don't need to disassemble this to know the principle. After all, the great scientist who invented it is right in front of you."

The eyes of the police officer in sunglasses rested on Yami Asama, her eyes were familiar to her, showing her desire for unknown knowledge.

Thinking that the old fox in Hayaseura used his curiosity to lure her to the Metropolitan Police Department but let the pigeons go, Asama Yami was very upset.

She decided not to let another equally curious person go away empty-handed.

Asama Yane said: "That is an infantile spiritual instrument, which is used to detect information residues of criminals. Are you curious?"

"I heard that it can catch murderers," Matsuda Jinpei said unceremoniously, "I want to dismantle one and have a look."

"I'm afraid I can't do what you want," Asama Yami raised her eyebrows, "There are only a few juvenile spirits built. And only juvenile spirits can't catch people. It's just a simple thought signal collection device."

"Huh?" Matsuda Jinhei said with an incredulous expression, "Thinking signal? Is there such a thing in this world? What is its principle?"

Hearing the key words, the foreign affairs officer of the warehouse agency raised his head vigilantly, and solemnly warned Yane Asama: "The principle of the infantile spirit detector is a confidential matter, Dr. Asama. And you, Officer Matsuda, please pay attention to your words."

Matsuda Jinpei made a noise of impatience and turned his head away.

Asama Yane said nonchalantly: "Jiangchanling just doesn't have the conditions for mass production at this stage, but it won't be like this forever. Sooner or later, they need to know the relevant principles of juvenile spirits."

The civil servant of the warehouse agency insisted: "But not now, Dr. Asama. Please abide by the provisions of the confidentiality agreement."

Asama Yami shrugged: "Okay, I won't go too deep, but the meaning of the simple usage should be explained clearly to the investigators, otherwise the evidence collected by this kind of thing will become an extra-judicial method. Even if they Arresting a prisoner does not have judicial significance. Then we will do bad things with good intentions."

After speaking, she began to explain the use of infantile spirits to the police officers present.

Seeing that Miya Asama could not be prevented from leaking the secret, the foreign affairs officer of the warehouse agency could only frown and say, "I will report this matter truthfully."

The police in the Metropolitan Police Department are naturally at odds with the public security, and they are happy to see these bastards who grab credit with a sad face, so they work harder to surround Yami Asama, trying to listen more and take advantage of the Police Department.

The foreign affairs officer couldn't do anything about Yane Asama, so he could only swallow his anger and continue to assemble the infant spirit detector.

Under the watchful eyes of the police officers, the detector gradually took shape.It is a big guy with dark body, 1.2 meters high and 50kg in weight.

Yami Asama simply used the instrument as an example to explain to police officers how to collect thought signals, the search range of the instrument and the output results.

As the explanation deepened, the police officers were puzzled for a while, and marveled for a while: This extremely complicated thing can actually collect the thinking residue of the murderer?Can you also read the prisoner's thinking signal through a specific instrument, find the prisoner's trace, and grasp the criminal evidence?

Zhu Xing backed away without a trace, calculating in his mind the extent of the threat to his undercover identity from the infant spirit, and at the same time glanced at several retreat routes.

Police officer Mumu murmured: "When this machine becomes popular in the future, will we be laid off?"

Matsuda Jinhei and Hagiwara Kenji exchanged glances: No wonder the foreign affairs officer of the storehouse department took the instrument more closely than his eyeballs, and he refused to bring it to the Metropolitan Police Department yesterday. It turns out that this thing is so dangerous.

If you put it anywhere, wouldn't the people there not be able to keep any secrets?

too frightening.

Fortunately, the equipment was not left in the Metropolitan Police Department yesterday.

Matsuda Jinpei felt a toothache: Compared with the instrument that detects people's hearts, isn't the scientist who developed this instrument more terrifying?No wonder the two guys who disappeared after graduation were sent to Asama's side. Only a gorilla can protect such a person.

The malevolent man in front of him is probably also a security guard sent by a certain party.

Cangguan’s tone is very strict. The two old classmates probably don’t know that there is such a terrible thing in the world, but they still cover their whereabouts and hide from themselves and Yan’er. There may be other secrets in it.

hiss--

Troublesome public security police.

The two childhood sweethearts once again exchanged glances tacitly, and began to plan to sneak out later, to remind a certain two gorillas whose tails were not hidden, not to be caught by the immature spirit.

Suddenly, the immature spirit let out a piercing alarm bell.

The crowd was in an uproar.

"what happened?"

"Is it malfunctioning?"

"Why does it keep ringing?"

"Is there a murderer here?"

"..."

The foreign affairs officer was sweating profusely, trying to readjust the parameters of the infant spirit: "What's going on, it was fine yesterday..."

Asama Yayou had nothing to do with herself, she turned her head and took out a can of coffee from Zhuxing's big pocket, and poured it down.

While drinking, she slandered: These policemen have average professional ability, and they don't even pour a glass of water for the consultant.

The young foreign officer pressed all the buttons.

Miya Asama drank the coffee.

The young foreign officer switched on the power again.

Miya Asama tried to find food from the pockets of the stars.

The young foreign officer disassembled the instrument and reassembled it.

Asama Yane ate with relish the snacks presented by the police officers.

An hour later, the foreign affairs officer tried all the methods but nothing worked, so he could only ask the inventor of the machine for help: "Dr. Asama, can you please see what is wrong with the instrument?"

Asama Yami clapped her hands, raised her chin and said, "Your parents didn't let you guard against me?"

The foreign affairs officer smiled bitterly: "No, how is it possible? You will always be the chief scientist of the warehouse organization, Dr. Asama. I beg you to take a look at this instrument. If this thing really breaks down, you will not be able to compensate me if you sell it." rise."

Yane Asama weighed her face and curiosity, and finally decided to help.

She has coveted the Cang Agency's "Infant Spiritual Instrument of the Wang Xiangnv System" for a long time.

The girl took apart the instrument nimbly and put it back together again. She held her chin and pondered for a while, then said, "The instrument is all right and it is working normally. The reaction just now is that the data was collected."

The foreign affairs officer couldn't help exclaiming, "Impossible, it only responds to the murderous particles of active murderers!"

Zhu Xing's spirit lifted: This machine really has weaknesses.

Asama is concerned about other things: huh?Killing particles?Is there such a thing in the microcosm?

The police officers immediately looked around vigilantly: the current murderer?who?

The several police officers present at the scene are familiar with each other, and it is clear that the other party has never killed anyone; Dr. Asama is a slender girl, so it is impossible; then the only suspicious person is——

The instrument was pushed in front of Zhu Xingda, and the juvenile spirit made a sharper cry.

All kinds of eyes fell on the man with a vicious temperament.

Zhu Xing looked at ease: "Current offender? That is to say, the criminal reserve who is about to kill can also be detected by the infant spirit?"

The foreign affairs officer frowned reluctantly and said, "No, it's just that evil thoughts can't disturb the infantile spirit at all."

Zhu Xingda was thoughtful: "So if you haven't killed someone, you don't react... Thinking particles should be time-sensitive, so is it similar to dust, and has the characteristics of remaining on other contacts?"

Asama Miya thought for a moment and replied, "It's very possible."

In her conjecture, the reason why the "Wang Xiangnv System Infant Psychic Instrument" can collect and read the thinking consciousness of a certain type of people is not because the warehouse organization conjectured to read the "thinking particles" left on the scene, but because as a The brain of the root server and the collected signal produced a certain "resonance at the same frequency".

The warehouse agency can rely on the Wang Xiangnv system to detect murder cases, perhaps because the existing "server" can reach the same frequency resonance with the "murderer", and through resonance they can interpret the thinking activities of the "murderer" through the "server".

There is never only one person in this world who can resonate with a murderer.Zhu Xingda can measure the remnants of thinking after resonance, and maybe he is also a qualified server-level brain.

Yami Asama looked away regretfully from Zhu Xingdai.

No, she doesn't like baseless trial-and-error human experiments.The large-scale implementation of virtual reality cannot rely on this.

And this is her subordinate, so don't mess around.

"So, on the way to the Metropolitan Police Department this morning, I met a suspicious man." Zhu Xingda said, "That man was carrying a huge toolbox and a tool bag on his back. The smell of diesel and disinfectant water."

Police officer Megure said seriously: "Mr. Zhuhoshi, please keep silent and don't disturb the order of the case. Dr. Asama, do you know your bodyguard?"

The corner of Asama's mouth twitched, did the police think Zhu Xingda was a murderer?While it is true that he is—the Port wine bones testify—but are you digressing?What everyone is worried about now is the bombing.

"Zhu Xing is an American bodyguard specially hired by the group for me to be responsible for close-in security work. The Kara company paid a superior salary for this. I think he must have a wealth of experience in the industry."

She hinted to everyone that the senior bodyguard from the United States had such a fierce and stern aura, it would not violate the peace at all to have blood on his hands.

Police officer Mumu: "..." It's really troublesome not to be able to get the test information of the infant spirit on the spot!

The foreign affairs officer cut in with a serious expression, "Mr. Zhuhoshi, please describe in detail all the suspicious people you saw this morning."

"Only that one." Zhu Xing revealed his memories, "The man with the toolbox and tool bag, dressed like a maintenance engineer, with half-length black hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a white shirt jacket He was wearing a dark green sweater and a dark gray suit. He smelled of diesel and disinfectant, and he should have just come out of the hospital. I accidentally saw his half-opened tool bag, which was full of elevator maintenance tools. But he carried The huge toolbox he carried seemed to be light and empty inside.

"As for the reason for doubting him?"

The man smiled slightly, exuding the breath of a hunter, "Elevator maintenance workers who came out of the Tokyo Police Hospital early in the morning should not have close contact with diesel oil, only bombers would favor it."

Speaking of this level, there is no need to remind again, Police Officer Megure suddenly changed color, and immediately ordered to call the Tokyo Police Hospital for surveillance.

After discovering the suspicious man in Zhu Xing's mouth from the video surveillance, he immediately arranged for his men to set off, and he personally reported the next move to the chief.

The prisoner may have gone crazy. He not only provoked the dignity of the policeman, but also dared to play tricks on the policeman's heart!

The Metropolitan Police Department was almost furious, and the huge monster immediately sped up its operation, vowing to arrest the crazy criminal.

Driven by the tense atmosphere, the foreign affairs officer of the warehouse agency couldn't help but panicked, and immediately called the headquarters to send the infant spirit to the Tokyo Police Hospital for detection.

Everyone took action, and no one gave Zhu Xing more than half a look after the suspicion was cleared.

Zhu Xingda finally has the energy to pay attention to his boss who has been acting abnormally since just now.

Asama Yane was leaning against the table sickly, covering her stomach with her hands, her snow-white face had lost color, and her facial features were wrinkled with pain.

"Stomach pain?"

Yane Asama is short of breath