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170.

"interesting……"

On a certain level of another taller building, the silver-haired killer wearing a black hat slowly lit a cigarette, and the sniper rifle was put aside by him, and the hot barrel scalded a thin white spot on the glass. fog.

The sun is hot and bright, and it increasingly highlights the black spots running cautiously on the distant rooftop.

The two men under the threat of sniper rifles, like two ants on a leaf, were placed in the water flow, and could only dodge in panic, begging for mercy from the wind.

This situation where everything is under control greatly satisfies Gin's desire to control, and even the boredom caused by some people a few days ago has been transformed into pleasure in just a few shots.

He stretched out his hand, and Vodka quickly handed over the binoculars.

The brawny man, who was still wearing a black suit in the summer and had never even taken off his sunglasses, was dripping with sweat on his forehead. He didn't know whether it was from the heat or shock.

Vodka whispered: "Brother, is this mission... considered a failure? Isn't that police student the one related to Cinsuo?"

"Shut up!" Seeing that Vodka took the initiative to mention the woman's code name, the corners of Gin's mouth drooped instantly, and he said coldly, "Don't you have eyes?"

Vodka froze immediately, he pushed his sunglasses, stopped talking, just slandered in his heart.

Is this too hot these days?Why is the elder brother getting more and more angry? It is impossible for Shensuo to provoke the elder brother again when he didn't know it?

Thinking of Gin's ups and downs and erratic temper in the past few months, Vodka felt sour.

If I had known earlier, I would have practiced sniping from the very beginning...

Thinking of the people in Chianti who still had the time to go out with Shensuo to eat, drink and do tasks, Vodka felt that he was some kind of suffering in the world.

Gin didn't know that Vodka was complaining about the fate of his social animals in his heart, so he raised the binoculars again, followed his line of sight, and focused on the two black dots.

The black-haired young man in the picture has a face that is [-]% similar to Cinsuo's. Except for the short hair and sharper facial edges, the two are almost carved out of the same mold.

Through the investigation of the organization, it has been confirmed that Chiyoya Toru and Shinsuo are related by blood, but the former lived outside when he was young, and the two basically never met each other.

And now it seems that Shensuo has no special feelings for Chiyoya Toru, who is still holding back his energy to find his sister, but he doesn't know that he almost died at the hands of his relatives.

When Qin Jiu thought of this, he felt a little happier.

Compared with Shen Suo, Chiyo Gu Toru was seen by Gin Jiu earlier. Even now, he still remembers the young man who held an umbrella, pushed him away to coax the child boldly, and glared at him before leaving.

Bold and ignorant, sincere and enthusiastic, it can be said that he is the most respected and loved type by the group of policemen.

If he was allowed to graduate and enter the Metropolitan Police Department like this, and then grow up, he might still be a strong enemy in the organization.

But his contemporaries...

Gin thought about it carefully, and found that he couldn't think of a second candidate who could be comparable to Chiyoya Toru.

——It should be all irrelevant waste.

Then there is no need to pay attention.

At this moment, it seemed that he had sensed that the sniper was no longer attacking. The black-haired young man moved a lot more. He untied his backpack, took out scissors and a screwdriver, and put the peaked cap back on his head.

The sweat-stained black hair stuck to his cheeks, and it must have felt itchy, but he didn't even bother to wipe it off, and immediately buried himself in the bomb.

Oigawa Shin was leaning against the guardrail on the edge of the roof at this moment, his whole body was tightly covered by the railing, from the perspective of gin, he could only see the half-squatting figure of Toru Chiyoya and his increasingly trembling arms.

Chianti was supposed to be in charge of today's mission, but the woman was called away by Shensuo one day in advance to handle another mission, and Calvados, her partner, was too dull, and it was easy to make mistakes when doing missions alone.

Too lazy to mobilize other members, Qin Jiu came to silence after finishing another task, unexpectedly there was a surprise.

The shot that was supposed to send Oigawa Shin to the west was blocked by the young police cadet desperately, leaving deep bone scars on his arm. What is even more ridiculous is that the bomb that Oigawa Shin was supposed to die with them, It was actually acting on him at this moment.

There was a particularly obvious mockery in Gin Jiu's dark green eyes, but it was quickly replaced by irritability.

"Brother, if the two of them die on it..." Vodka swallowed, but still said, "Aren't we going to capture that police cadet alive?"

Qin Jiu said coldly: "Isn't he dismantling the bomb now? If you're so worried, go and help him dismantle it."

Vodka was choked, and said angrily: "If this situation can be removed, he is indeed quite powerful."

Bomb disposal is an activity that requires extreme concentration and computing power. Leaving aside the fact that Toru Chiyotani has been shot, his left hand cannot move, and the two negative effects of excessive blood loss and high temperature are enough to disturb a person's thinking and prevent him from concentrating. .

Not to mention the pain after being shot, Vodka is a bit unbearable even thinking about it.

In this case, as long as a random hand shakes, the bomb will detonate mercilessly, and both Chiyoya Toru and Oigawa Shin will be wiped out.

"After all, he was the one who dismantled the bomb arranged by Cinsault at a critical moment." Qin Jiu let out a cigarette, "Now I believe that Cinsault is not lying."

Despite the existence of Veritaserum, Gin still doubted the authenticity of the bomb dismantling - a student who didn't even graduate from the police academy could dismantle the bomb in a short period of time?

Now it seems……

"Chiyoya Toru." He spit out the name, his eyes full of interest, "If he doesn't die this time, it is indeed worth bringing back to the organization."

Vodka still hesitated to speak: "Brother, but is it more likely that he will die like this?"

"No—" Qin Jiu cast a slanted glance at him, "You don't understand these policemen, even if you die by yourself, he will find a way to save Oi Chuanxin's life."

Not to mention that this is a star of justice who is well-known in the police academy for patiently coaxing children even when they cry, and who would rather protect others than hurt himself.

"And, he's not stupid."

Thinking of the cases in which the people who organized the organization failed inexplicably when they approached him in the past few months, Gin didn't think that this simple bomb could kill Chiyoya Toru.

As for Gin himself, he just added some spice to the originally not-so-exciting show.

The silver-haired killer casually squeezed out the cigarette butt, threw it into the vodka pocket, picked up the sniper rifle that was put aside, turned and left.

"I'm looking forward to his arrival."

Life or death, the organization is best at destroying all good things.

171.

15:50

There are still 10 minutes until the bomb is timed to detonate.

The iron door at the exit of the rooftop kept ringing, as if someone was banging on the door from the inside, but the old iron door without a key seemed extraordinarily strong at this moment, and nothing changed except for some iron filings shaking off.

Neither of the two people leaning against the railing on the roof had time to think about what was going on behind them, so they could only let the knocking on the door continue.

"Mr. Oi, please help me press the wound with a cloth."

The young man's voice was obviously weak, and the unstoppable blood ran down his arm, diverted at the elbow, and fell onto the backpack, soaking the sundries in the original black backpack.

The backpack also contains the drinks sent by Hagiwara Kenji, the small biscuits made by Mofuku Keimitsu, and the sound generator repaired by Matsuda Jinpei...

I don't know if he broke it again.

Chiyoya Toru wore a peaked cap to reduce the hot feeling of the sun shining on his face, and lowered his head to unscrew the shell of the bomb with a screwdriver.

He tore off a hem of the clothes, revealing a thin and white waist.

The dizziness caused by excessive blood loss interfered with movement more than the pain. The black-haired young man blinked vigorously, seeing bright white, gray and black intertwined snowflake fragments attached to the fuse of the bomb in front of his eyes, making the already chaotic lines even more complicated .

He didn't want to spend his energy squatting anymore, he didn't care about the hot ground, and directly knelt down, and the whole person moved in front of Oi Chuanxin.

"Is it okay to press it on the arm?" Oi Chuanxin held the cloth strip, his hands trembled slightly, and even his voice revealed that he was helpless, "I have never done it like this, it may hurt."

"It's okay, just tie it up, it won't hurt."

Chiyoya Toru said casually, and calmly rolled up his sleeves, instead of looking at the wound, he squinted at the model of the bomb.

Oi Chuanxin tried his best to keep his body still, but stretched out his hands stiffly, almost trembling, and pressed the wound with a clean cloth to stop the bleeding.

This can only stop the bleeding temporarily, but if it goes on for a long time, it will still be life-threatening.

The gray cloth was wrapped around it, and blood gushed out again in an instant. Oi Chuanxin clearly felt that the young man's body trembled for a moment, but he calmed down soon.

He took a closer look, except for the thicker sweat on his face and bloodless lips, Chiyoya Toru did not show any expression of pain, his black eyes were already full of concentration and persistence, and he focused all his attention on the bomb superior.

The top of the black bomb flashed red light, and it clicked, like their rapid heartbeat at the moment.

——Chiyoya Toru is just a police cadet who has not yet graduated from the training of the police academy, and is not even specialized in EOD.

Oigawa Shin is very aware of this fact, but until now, he has a feeling of unreality like dreaming.

Leaving aside whether Chiyotani Toru can defuse bombs, this kind of thing that could lead to his own death if he is not careful, how did he manage to close the only way of life without hesitation and walk towards him unswervingly? ?

Just because he's a cop?

Oigawa has been in business for so many years, and has dealt with the police quite a few times, but he has never seen such a courageous existence.

It seems that the meaning of his existence is like this, regardless of his own danger, but also to save people who have nothing to do with him.

A 20-year-old life can bear such a heavy responsibility, what is he thinking in his heart?

Thinking of the young man in front of him having the same birthday as his daughter, and it happened to be today, Oigawa Shin felt uncontrollable panic and guilt.

"I'm sorry." Without any other words, he could only repeat so dullly, "I'm sorry for you."

Chiyoya Toru put his injured hand on the ground, and the other hand finally started to attack the bomb. The scissors danced in the chaotic and complicated lead wires. With a thrilling cold light, he still calmly said: "We will all be fine."

Even at this moment, he was comforting Oigawa Shin in turn.

"Mr. Oi, after you go back today, spend your birthday with Ms. Yui Oi well, and then go to the police." He said, "Do you have any ideas about the person who assassinated you?"

Oi Chuanxin nodded indiscriminately: "I know it's them——you should stop talking now."

If you lose your mind again, you will really die without a place to die.

Oi Chuanxin is not afraid that he will die now, but he does not want to drag the young man in front of him at all.

He raised his head slightly, the railing was not high, he tried his best to look to the side, and he could vaguely see a corner of the screen.

It really doesn't work... He can just jump down from here later, as long as he jumps down and the bomb explodes in the air, the young child in front of him can still have a chance of life.

The original fear of heights disappeared in an instant, and Oigawa Shin was very calm at the moment.

"Don't underestimate me." Chiyoya Toru raised the corners of his mouth slightly, although his face was pale and almost transparent, he was still very energetic and authentic, "I can be considered as the No. 1 of this year."

"However, there is also a golden retriever who competes with me all day long. It is really distressing to win against him."

Oigawa Shinichi was bewildered by the intimate complaint in his tone for a while, and he couldn't help but say, "You two have a good relationship, right?"

Another line was cut, and Chiyoya Toru said: "But it's not just him, there are four other..."

Seeing the young man's visibly active appearance, Oigawa Shin sighed, "That's great, I don't have such a good brother."

"In fact, no matter who it is, in this situation, they will stay without hesitation."

Chiyoya Toru kept moving his hands. He bent down slightly, raised his other hand with some difficulty to push aside the lead wires, and found the correct one from the crowd: "So you really don't have to feel guilty."

At the same time, he said with some distress: "But even though I said that, after this time is over, I guess I will still be beaten up by them?"

Oi Chuanxin said without hesitation: "Then you come to me, and I will stop them for you!"

"By the way, your cell phone has been ringing, don't you need to answer it?"

Chiyotani laughed, the sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks, like tears, he didn't answer, but continued: "But...they can't beat me in general."

Oigawa Shin accidentally bit his tongue, and the sharp pain came from the tip of his tongue, piercing straight into his brain, which made him tremble for a moment.

The young man's movements paused, and he moved the scissors away half a beat later. He still had a comforting tone, but his voice was a little difficult: "Don't be nervous, I can defuse this bomb."

Although the surrounding area was so hot that it was almost smoking, Oigawa Shin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave at this moment.

"Chiyotani-kun." He stabilized his body and shouted tremblingly, "Call me Mr. Oi again."

The other party didn't reply this time, he lowered his head, and Oigawa Shin could only see the brim of his hat that was already wet with sweat.

The subtle sound of breathing and the clicking sound of scissors opening and closing are particularly obvious at this moment, and the ringing of the bell in the young man's backpack and the knocking sound outside the door never stop.

Oigawa Shin reacted belatedly at this time. Due to excessive blood loss, Chiyotani Toru could not hear his voice clearly at this moment. He has been relying on the support of his will to dismantle the bomb in an orderly manner.

Just to appease his emotions, he pretended that nothing happened, and acted that everything was fine.

15:57

"It's almost over."

The young man in front of him murmured.