[Conan] Scenery and Light and Wine

"Wait a moment!"

Kamel yelled subconsciously, and as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that he had done something wrong.

He stopped trying to catch up, tried his best to control his facial muscles, made a blank expression, and stopped the bomb disposal police who led the team.

"It's better to separate them." Kamel said, as if he was only planning to make his own suggestion, "They will only increase the psychological pressure when they look at each other, and it will also affect your bomb disposal, right?"

Matsuda Jinhei narrowed his eyes, turned his head to look at the faces of the hostages with bombs on their necks, nodded, and agreed with Kamel's plan.

He called the policewoman who had been with the woman before, and let her enter the nearest shed with another bomb disposal policeman. He tilted his head and watched Kamel's expression from the corner of his eyes, and raised his hand as if intending to Pick one to be in charge.

When his finger was pointing towards the middle-aged man, Matsuda Jinhei noticed that Kamel's finger twitched slightly, and he took a big step forward, blocking the way between Kamel and the middle-aged man In the meantime, he grabbed his arm without refusal.

"I'll take care of you, sir." Matsuda Jinhei took him two steps forward, and with the other hand he made two gestures at Kamel behind him, "Don't worry, there will be no danger .”

"Okay... okay..." The middle-aged man nodded quickly, followed Matsuda Jinpei's footsteps, and looked back at Kamel, as if he was about to say something, "That police officer, is he planning to go back?"

With obvious fear on his face, he reached out and grabbed Matsuda Jinpei's explosion-proof suit, and said in a panic: "The recording said that if the police don't all withdraw, the bomb will detonate."

"You can't be so irresponsible!" The middle-aged man yelled, "You can't let him go back! I will be blown to death!"

"Relax, okay?" Matsuda Jinhei pressed the man on the stool, hooked his finger on the bomb around his neck and sneered disdainfully, "As long as you don't move around, I can solve this kind of thing in a few minutes."

"I'm so close to you, sir." He offered undisturbed comfort, "I can't escape if you are killed, and I won't let you die for my own life. Take off your coat , a little in the way."

"Yes...is it..."

The middle-aged man seemed to be convinced by him. Although the fear on his face still existed, he did not continue to struggle.

He took off his jacket, intending to hold it in his arms to keep a sense of security, but was picked up by Matsuda Jinpei and thrown aside, so he had to grab his pants with both hands, looking like he had resigned himself to his fate, and raised his head to cooperate with Matsuda Jinpei's movements.

"Eyes hurt?"

Matsuda Jinpei used a small screwdriver to remove the shell of the bomb collar, and casually chatted with the man.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in normal times. They always have to stabilize the emotions of the hostages to facilitate the advancement of follow-up work.

The middle-aged man subconsciously raised his hand to touch the medical goggles on his face, then remembered his current situation, and put it down embarrassingly.

"A minor operation," he explained, "a mole on the eyelid."

"oh oh……"

Matsuda Jinpei didn't know if he was really listening, and stared at the line operation intently.

The small scissors made a clicking sound, and every sound made the middle-aged man tremble unconsciously.

There was something wrong with this person.

Matsuda Jinpei turned around and found tweezers in the toolbox, raised his eyebrows, and pursed his lips into a straight line.

People do tremble subconsciously when they feel fear, but they will gradually adapt to excessive stress.

This is not the first time Matsuda Jinpei has conducted a bomb disposal operation with hostages present. He has seen many people who only have survival instincts left in the face of death threats.

The reaction of the female hostage just now was reasonable.Although Chess is venting his emotions, such extreme emotions generally don't last for too long, as long as there are new sources of stimulation, they will be dispersed and transferred.

Although the man seemed to be trembling because of fear, only the muscles in his shoulder and neck trembled, but his fingers did not respond.Not like reflex, more like intentional control.

"Help me get this thread." Turning around again, Matsuda Jinpei continued to deal with the bomb calmly. He hooked out a thread with tweezers, bowed his head and said to the middle-aged man, "Hold on and don't let go."

"This... what is this!"

The middle-aged man pinched the thread tremblingly, and asked fearfully.

"It's nothing, just get it for me." Matsuda Jinhei's tone was very relaxed, and he clicked twice, cut two unknown threads, removed a part of unknown function, and put it in the toolbox , then suddenly said, "Wait for me here, I haven't brought in a tool."

"what?"

"Don't let go, I'll be right back."

Matsuda Jinhei patted him on the shoulder, ignored the pleading face of the other party, and walked two steps quickly.When she opened the curtain and was about to go out, she turned her head and reminded again: "Don't let go."

He walked out of the shed, glanced quickly, and found that Kamel was waiting for him in an invisible place inside the curtain, with an ugly expression.

"What's going on, who is that person inside?"

Matsuda Jinping didn't go around the corner, and straight-forwardly picked up the topic.

"The main goal of our operation."

Kamel didn't hide from him, and directly explained Rum's identity.Before Matsuda Jinpei took Rum away, he made two gestures behind his back, one was "danger cleared" and the other was "keep in touch".

Kamel understood what he wanted to express: I have a way to make him unable to do anything else, so hurry up and arrange it.

"How did you handle it?"

Kamel didn't know what Matsuda Jinpei had done, and was really worried about leaving Rum alone in the shed.

Although the shed is directly nailed to the ground at a dead end, theoretically there is only one entrance and exit through the door curtain.

But Kamel didn't dare to relax because of this, and wished that he would rush in with someone to arrest Rum immediately.

"Relax, too." Matsuda Jinhei patted him on the shoulder, "Impatience is the biggest trap, and he can't do much."

"He doesn't have any obvious weapons on him, and the weight of his jacket is normal, nothing else." Matsuda Jinhei tried to calm Kamel down, "The signal shielding device is always on, even remote-controlled bombs are useless. He also has no way to send news to the outside. I cut two control wires, and let him hold the last one."

Matsuda Jinpei casually said the terrible content: "If he is really the mastermind, he probably pretended to be a hostage and followed us to evacuate. The cheap bomb is probably made by himself."

Speaking of this, Matsuda Jinpei snorted coldly. This guy might not trust the capabilities of the Japanese police, and he was afraid that the bomb disposal police would not be able to deal with the troublesome bombs.So I chose this simple style deliberately.

"He must know the bomb he chose himself. I don't believe that guy dares to mess around."

Kamel was amazed at Matsuda Jinpei's overly bold approach. He extended a hand to Matsuda Jinpei and smiled: "Thank you very much for your cooperation. I am Andre Kamel, FBI."

"Matsuda Jinpei, the mobile unit of the first security division."

That's right, Matsuda Jinpei was sent back by the explosive ordnance disposal team, which is why he will lead the team on an emergency mission this time.He reached out his hand and shook hands with Kamel, and turned his head to indicate the shed over there.

Kamel took a deep breath, called two FBIs to guard the door, and said to Matsuda Jinpei: "I still have to trouble you again, just hold him down for a while."

"no problem……"

Matsuda shrugged, opened the curtain first and walked in.

The cold muzzle of the gun touched Matsuda Jinpei's forehead.Rum was not the only one in the shed. The blond young man sneaked in at some point, and an opening was opened in a corner of the shed. He and Kamel had been staying only four or five steps away from the shed. None found.

Seeing Matsuda Jinhei stop, Kamel realized something, and touched the gun pouch on the back of his waist, but found it was empty.His gun is gone!when!

"Come in……"

Rum dragged in Matsuda Jinhei, who was wearing a heavy protective suit and was inconvenient to move, and whispered sullenly, pushing the muzzle of the gun hard, telling him not to act rashly.

"You can't escape." Matsuda Jinhei didn't call Kamel, and didn't do anything else. He lowered the curtain, raised his hands to indicate that there was no threat, and said calmly, "You can't escape with the hostages, the bomb is here It's no use either."

Rum was still holding the connecting wire with one hand. He did know what the wire was for, and because of this, he guessed that his identity might have been exposed.

According to the general rules of the operating manual, Matsuda Jinpei's behavior has constituted a serious violation.If I were just an ordinary person, if a hand slipped, I would die on the spot.

"What did the FBI set up outside?"

Rum asked urgently. Ramsay stood at the door and listened vigilantly to the voices outside. There were faint footsteps stepping past.

Seeing that Matsuda Jinpei refused to cooperate, Rum sneered, and called Ramsay to take over what he stole from Kamel.

The collar bomb on the neck was opened by Rum with one hand, and it was buckled around Matsuda Jinhei's neck, and his hands were tied to prevent him from moving around.

Only then did Matsuda Jinpei change his expression, frowned and raised his chin, with a disgusted expression on his face: "Your lock is well hidden, I really didn't notice it just now. But just give me the used second-hand goods like this ,Not so good?"

"Anyway, it's a second-hand product you handled yourself, don't be so picky."

Rum held the deadly control wire, gave Ramsay a look, kicked Matsuda Jinpei, pulled him to block himself, opened the curtain and walked out.

"Let us go, otherwise we will drag this policeman to be buried with him."

Ramsay pointed his gun at Kamel at the door, revealing Matsuda Jinpei behind him, forcing them to back down.

Carmelton's expression changed suddenly. He glanced at Matsuda Jinpei, and wanted to go around him to look at Rum who was hiding behind him. He gritted his teeth and took two steps back, "You can't escape."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Rum's sinister voice came from behind Matsuda Jinpei, "If we can't escape, there will be this policeman with us."

This is a blatant threat.Kamel glanced anxiously at Matsuda Jinpei, but Matsuda Jinpei blinked at him, and his gaze quickly passed over Ramsay.

Kamel didn't know if he really understood Matsuda Jinpei's hint.But the brief cooperation just now gave him the courage to give it a go.

He rushed forward, faced Ramsay's gun without fear, and threw the thin blond youth to the ground.

Suddenly, Ramsay subconsciously fired several shots, but he didn't have time to aim at all.He himself is not very good at weapons, and now he doesn't know whether he hit it or not.

Still hit.Kamel felt a sharp pain in his left arm. He resisted pressing on Ramsay to prevent him from moving, and quickly raised his head to confirm the situation of Matsuda Jinpei.

Rum didn't expect that Kamel would dare to do something in this situation, which was indeed beyond his expectations.

But he was just one of his subordinates, and the life of the policeman Matsuda Jinpei was still in his hands. Langmu felt that he hadn't reached the point of despair yet.

"If you don't want him to die, back away, and that person on the ground will be regarded as my send-off for you."

Rum docked his tail to survive quite simply.

"With the distance between us now, if you detonate the bomb, even if you don't die, don't even want this arm."

Matsuda Zhenping said, he seemed to want to persuade Rum, but his tone sounded insincere.

"Don't waste time trying to talk nonsense."

Rum kicked Matsuda Jinpei again. In fact, he was wrapped in a heavy explosion-proof suit, so he really didn't feel anything.

Kamel looked at Matsuda Jinpei worriedly, not knowing how he would get out of the threat of the bomb.

"You shouldn't be talking nonsense."

Matsuda Jinpei actually echoed Rum's words, and he suddenly pushed his elbow back hard, making Rum stagger back two steps, and released his hand from the control line.

Rum subconsciously hugged his head and squatted in defense, and Kamel was also anxious to rush over and grab Matsuda Jinpei.

Matsuda Jinpei, who was carrying the bomb, stood there lazily, with an unruly smile on his face: "No, what do you think I was doing just now?"

"I avoided the control line and took it out directly. This thing is now a collar, and it can still be powered at best."

He put one foot on Rum's back as revenge for the two kicks the guy had kicked him just now.

"Didn't I tell you, sir." Matsuda Jinhei said to Rum, who was firmly under the control of the FBI, "There will be no danger. Why don't you believe it?"

The author has something to say:

There are still ten hours left before the Star Wars re-enactment is over, but I haven't played yet...

After I gave the codewords in the limited free time, I couldn’t give the game, not to mention I still played two games, covering my face.