Me dressed as a gin brother

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't have much time to think.

2 minutes 10 seconds.

If he thinks for more than 10 seconds, once the time falls below 2 minutes, then two chances will become one for nothing.

But it turns out that scissors are not feasible.

He will never waste time and opportunities on unworkable methods.

Kurosawa Hideaki folded the next set of twisted copper wires in half, took out a folding knife from the tool bag and threw it away.

Perhaps a horizontal cut in half would be more effective than a diagonal cut with scissors.

The bright red numbers on the timer jumped to 2:05.

The weather at the end of July was hot and dry, and the heavy body armor exacerbated the hot and dry feeling.

His forehead hair was wet with sweat, clinging to his forehead.

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't bother to raise his hand to wipe it, he clenched his back molars, inserted the pocket knife between the folded copper wires and slid it hard.

The twisted copper wire snapped under the carefully sharpened blade.

Vulnerable.

The time on the timer not only beats dissatisfied.

2:03

2:02

No reduction!

Kurosawa Hideaki almost wanted to let out a heavy breath, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

The adrenaline rush didn't make him feel the familiar pleasure.

—What about the kids on the school bus if I fail?

Within minutes, the question popped into mind like self-awareness.

No matter how many times he rehearses, if he fails, there's no way anyone on the school bus will be unscathed.

Kurosawa Hideaki did the same, folded the remaining copper wires in half, and cut them off with a jackknife.

But things were not as smooth as he thought. Even if the two copper wires were twisted together, there was a possibility of mistakes even if they were cut with a knife.

Soon, he used up his remaining chance.

0: 59.

There are 2 left, but he has no room for error.

The school bus is about to enter the high-speed toll booth.

At the limited height pole at the toll booth, Hideaki Kurosawa zipped up the tool bag and leaned over on the roof of the car.

The bomb was right next to his cheek.

The bright red numbers are reflected in the iris, and the smoke of gunpowder penetrates into the nasal cavity, and every second of time is accompanied by a slight beep.

Drop, drop, drop.

Dip——You have paid the fee, please pass.

An electronic sound louder than a bomb sound sounded, and the school bus slowly drove out of the toll booth, and then began to accelerate.

Kurosawa Hideaki rolled over and sat up, took out a safety rope from the tool bag to tie his ankles to the grab handles used for school bus roof repairs.

He didn't have time to deal with the jolt of the school bus as it accelerated.

Tying yourself to the school bus is the only way.

Kurosawa Hideaki held the handle of the knife in his mouth, tied the safety rope in a knot, and sneaked a look at the time on the timer.

0:29.

It's only 29 seconds, and it took the school bus a whole 30 seconds to pass the toll booth just now!

time is limited.

Just two bomb lines, no need to hesitate.

Kurosawa Hideaki stuffed the blade into the folded line and cut it quickly.

— nothing happened.

He exhaled slowly, and was surprised that he was already covered in cold sweat.

Kurosawa Hideaki let out a long breath slowly.

It seems... I have never held my breath for such a long time before.

He looks at the last 25 seconds left.

There is only one left, but no one knows if this one will go wrong.

The blade is only slightly better than scissors, but not omnipotent.

At the critical juncture, her heartbeat miraculously slowed down.

The beating heart beat against the eardrums, and gradually coincided with the numbers on the timer.

It's the last one.

If you make a mistake...

Kurosawa Hideaki suddenly saw the scene of seeing Madeira for the first time in front of his eyes. The deacon recognized him instantly at the pick-up gate, and said welcome home to him in the softest and reserved tone.

Then there's the scene with Gin for the first time.

In order to maintain his image, he squeezed the cotton candy in the shape of a bear's head from a bamboo stick and stuffed it into his mouth where his brother could not see it.

Then they went to ride the Ferris wheel in the tropical park.

It was very interesting when I first met Amuro Toru, especially when he recognized Amuro Toru's identity at a glance, the other party's surprised and terrified expression.

He may never forget it in his life.

Although it was indeed a joke at that time, the most important thing is to care about the health of my colleagues. After all, a person who works five jobs and sleeps four hours a day is the type who will die suddenly at any time.

And Jing Guang, when we met him for the first time, he was so thin and his skin was abnormally white, luckily the food and wages were good for working with him, otherwise he would not have dared to go with Jing Guang to meet Fu Gaoming.

0:15.

There is also Xanxus who has a "good temper", the strange governess Li Bowen, and the police officers of the Metropolitan Police Department who seem to be indifferent to him but everyone has his psychological report.

In the past few months since he returned to China, he has gained precious feelings that he could not have imagined before.

Kurosawa Hideaki narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the last remaining time.

If he really sacrificed here, if he has any regrets, it must be that he has not had a meal with his brother who left the organization.

And... there's still something that can't be solved with zero.

Kurosawa tucked the blade into the last thread.

Compared with the previous ones, he used almost no force when this one was cut.

Kurosawa Hideaki stared at the electronic screen, and the countdown stopped at 0:2:07.

It worked!

Only then did he realize that he was holding his breath, so he lay down on the top of the school bus and gasped.

It didn't take long.

As soon as the school bus drove into Shibuya, Mishima went crazy and didn't care about traffic rules at all.

Regardless of the danger, he went on a rampage and stopped the school bus in the middle of the intersection in front of Shibuya 109 Department Store amidst the screams of pedestrians.

Kurosawa Hideaki was thankful that he had the foresight to tie himself to the school bus, otherwise he would be thrown to the ground sooner or later according to this level of driving.

Their original plan was to stop the school bus and then dismantle the bomb, but because Mishima refused to cooperate, they only dismantled the bomb, and the school bus did not stop it. In other words, my brother should be nearby now!

Kurosawa Hideaki didn't rush to sit up from the roof of the car, he turned slightly and looked towards the school bus.

Shibuya has been completely under martial law, and the road defenses are excellent, but the customers still in the 109 department store are out of control, and many people have already taken out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Kurosawa Hideaki pursed his lips, quietly untied the safety rope tied around his ankle, and rubbed his ankle without any trace.

These passers-by may have already started live broadcasting.

Fortunately, he was wearing a camouflage uniform and a helmet this time, Furutani Rei and his brother would definitely not recognize him!

fine!

Kurosawa Hideaki secretly clenched his fist and waved it to embolden himself, and then put on the Bluetooth headset without changing his face.

"I finished dismantling it, and it went smoothly."

"very smooth???"

Kurosawa Hideaki was yelled at by Zhu Fu Jingguang, and his head was tilted.

"If it goes well, will you turn off the headphones?"

"Cough." Kurosawa Hideaki cleared his throat softly, "It's just...the signal was not good just now..."

"Military earphones, you tell me the signal is not good?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked through gritted teeth.

Kurosawa Hideaki was sitting upright, shrinking his neck, "Anyway, the demolition has been successfully completed, and now it's time to see the Metropolitan Police Department and the Nagano police."

As soon as the words fell, the negotiator from the Metropolitan Police Department arrived. He held the door of the police car, stared straight at the school bus, and said in a steady voice like Kurosawa Hideaki who hadn't seen the roof: "Toru Mishima, we have The van is ready for your request, please open the windows to negotiate with us! Please open the windows immediately and we will negotiate."

There was no movement in the school bus.

Kurosawa Hideaki looked around and saw snipers all around.

Opening the car window in this situation is tantamount to killing your neck.

Mishima is not stupid enough to fail to think of this.

"Srustling".

There was a slight sound of moving the window, and a note floated out from the crack of the opened ventilation window, and it was known without thinking that it was written by Conan Edogawa.

In such a critical situation, no child would be as bold as him.

Kurosawa Hideaki was the first to notice the note. He gestured to the most conspicuous Megure Police Department in the crowd, and pointed to the note falling behind the car.

Mumu Police Department understood, and immediately said something to the negotiator.

"Toru Mishima, we agree with all your requests. Please don't hurt the children in the car. The car is ready. Do you have any other requests? Our negotiation is based on the fact that you will not hurt the children. Please Don't be impulsive, don't do irreparable things again."

The negotiator's voice was extremely steady, but Kurosawa Hideaki could still hear a little tension from it.

Although he is not calm enough, Toru Mishima is now at the critical point of his illness. He is not calm enough, so he will definitely ignore this detail.

"We—" the voice of the negotiator paused.

Soon, a relaxed look appeared on his face, and he could hardly even straighten his back.

Standing around the school bus, the expressions on the faces of the policemen who surrounded the school bus also relaxed.

Kurosawa continued to curl his lips.

Well, it looks like the news that the bomb has been defused has been delivered.

As long as the children in the car are safe, all the police officers can let their hands and feet go.

Kurosawa Hideaki gestured to Police Officer Megure again, picked up the dismantled bomb and raised it, then pointed down at the note on the ground.

'Find an excuse to come and deflect the bomb! '

I hope that the level of tacit understanding between him and the Megure Police Department for many years can make the other party understand what he means.

Kurosawa stared at Officer Megure, who had received the message, as he dragged an explosion-proof tank from the crowd and put it into the open door of the van.

"I know what you're thinking?"

Toru Mishima's voice came from the speakers on the school bus.

There is madness in his voice, and because of the poor quality of the speakers, Toru Mishima's voice even has a horrible creak and electric sound.

"You want a sniper to go through my knee when I get out of the car and walk to the van!"

Toru Mishima laughed crazily, his laughter was extremely sharp, like a dying seagull after being choked by someone.

Kurosawa Hideaki tilted his head impatiently. If he was watching the live broadcast now, he would definitely turn his voice down to the minimum.

Outside Shibuya.

"Brother, the front seems to be armed, what should we do now?" Vodka looked at the gloomy Gin on the co-pilot.

Gin didn't say a word, and kept his gaze lowered. He looked at the man in camouflage combat uniform squatting on the top of the school bus, and sneered, "Very good."

Vodka: ?

very good?

What is so good?

Are you well armed?

Immediately, sharp, manic laughter came from the speakers.

Vodka, who claims to be a mafia who is used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help shaking.

What are you doing?

Is this going to the dark web for entertainment?

No, gin shouldn't be such a vulgar person, right?

Vodka turned his head quietly, but the gin didn't give him a chance to wear the helmet. He pressed the volume button on the side of the screen, frowning and turned the volume down to the minimum.

Then it was no surprise to see Kurosawa Hideaki standing on the roof of the car tilting his head.

This is his habitual action when he is impatient. Gin is used to watching Kurosawa Hideaki's surveillance, and knows every movement of him under the camera like the back of his hand.

Kurosawa took out the Beretta from the holster strapped to his thigh.

If nothing else, Toru Mishima will soon ask the police to send someone to deliver the car to him.

Once Toru Mishima got into the car and drove out of a safe distance, he would press the bomb detonator to divert the attention of the police. He didn't know that the bomb had been dismantled quietly.

He didn't know that his perfect escape plan had already leaked.

Kurosawa Hideaki bowed his body, held his breath, and waited for the opportunity.

Sure enough, Mishima gasped a few times after laughing, and spoke out of breath.

"The police sent a police officer to bring my van over. When the van comes, I will exchange the detonator with you."

Everyone knew that this was a lie, and Toru Mishima revealed his plan to the camera in the morning.

But there was no need for Hideaki Kurosawa at the first scene to signal, they also knew that this was the best time to capture Toru Mishima alive.

"I want a police officer with limited mobility." Tetsu Mishima laughed, "Are you trying to catch me? Don't make people laugh, what do you think I used to do?"

He paused, and said with teasing and sarcasm: "There is a policeman with a broken leg in Nagano. What is his name? Dahe dares to help? Let him deliver the car."