In the small car, two prisoners were checking their accounts, and the amount on it almost dazzled their eyes.
Half an hour ago, because the police were unable to defuse two bombs installed in a high-end apartment building, they had to transfer 1 billion yen to untraceable foreign bank accounts.
Now they just need to leave immediately, and it will be a perfect crime.
"As expected of Yamao, he designed a bomb that even the elite policemen of the Metropolitan Police Department were unable to do anything about." Nakata Joeji was proud.
Another man wearing a hat in the passenger seat touched his nose: "I don't know if Yamao watches the news..."
"That guy is probably still busy paying off his debts. How can he be in the mood to pay attention to these things? Even if he pays attention, he may not know that it was the two of us." Nakata said, reaching out to turn on the radio, "Now let's do it
Listen to how those idiot policemen extol our great achievements."
There was a click, the radio in the car was turned on, and the reporter's anxious voice came from inside.
"The bomb's timer is still beating! Mr. Gangster, can you see this?"
"……Um?"
Nakata Joeji saw his accomplice sitting upright suddenly, and his face turned pale in an instant.
"Nakata, this... could it be that the remote control is not controlled properly? Yamao said that this is his work with flaws. We only made it according to his first version of the design. Maybe there is a bigger problem..."
Nakata let out a tut. Yamao Yosuke was the undisputed number one in the field of explosion technology. Even the teachers sometimes couldn't understand some of his designs, let alone them.
At that time, in order to get more of his drawings, they did not hesitate to establish a good relationship with his country cousin who came to Tokyo. As a result, not only did the guy fail to get more bomb design drawings, he even went to jail for a traffic accident.
"Don't worry so much, the money has already been obtained anyway." Nakata Joeji interrupted him.
His companion's face was still ugly. He unbuckled his seat belt and opened the car door next to him: "I, I'm going to tell the police how to stop the bomb countdown!"
"Hey...are you serious?!"
Nakata was stunned for a moment, watching the other person get out of the car and run towards the phone booth opposite.
He was helpless and got out of the car, but he did not approach the phone booth. Instead, he pretended to be a passerby and looked up with others at the huge LED display outside the shopping mall building, which was playing the news.
"According to the news from the police, the bomb in this building has been successfully defused. Now the mobile team policeman who defused the bomb has come down, let us go over and interview him..."
On the screen, several police officers walked out of the building. The leading police officer had black curly hair and an ugly face, as if he had paid for the 1 billion yen out of his own pocket.
The reporter raised the microphone without blinking and approached him. Before he could speak, the curly-haired policeman impatiently reprimanded him, and then quickly got into the police car, seemingly heading to the second bomb installation location.
Another policeman following him apologized to the reporter: "Sorry, because the bomb disposal policeman at another location is a good friend of Captain Matsuda, and he is very worried about his safety, so his tone is more unpleasant..."
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"stop!!!"
On the corridor above the reservoir, Nakata Joji ran forward at an unprecedented speed.
The policeman in black and curly hair chasing him was as aggressive as a hound that smelled the scent of prey, pursuing him relentlessly.
When he heard some movement in the control room upstairs, Nakata thought it was the employees who had woken up. He originally wanted to go up and call the police again, but he didn't expect that it was the police who came - especially one of them, who had demolished it three years ago.
The policeman with a bomb!
As Nakata ran away, he cursed Yamao Keisuke in his heart.
Didn’t he say that he had tried to use the case to detain the police in the village?! Why did they still come here?!
"Bang!!"
The gunfire rang out, and Nakata Joeji let out a scream, his body tilted and fell into the snow.
He felt severe pain in his thigh, and his pants were soaked with blood from the spurting blood. He fluttered in the snow a few times, but desperately found that he could not stand up at all.
He watched helplessly as the policeman got closer and closer to him, the muzzle of the freshly fired revolver in his hand still smoking.
"Cold, calm down!"
Regardless of the pain in his legs, Nakata struggled to move back, leaving a string of red marks on the ground.
Matsuda Jinping held the pistol expressionlessly. He didn't like to be evasive. After discovering that the guy was running very fast, he made a decisive decision and shot - of course, he didn't hit the vitals directly, but hit the legs to control it.
He stepped forward, stepped on the electric shock rod that the prisoner had dropped, kicked it behind him, and picked up another remote control. His rich experience allowed him to recognize it as a bomb at a glance.
detonator.
"What else do you have to defend?" Matsuda Jinpei stared at him coldly, "The reservoir bomb, the bomb in the Dongdu subway tunnel, and the bomb installed in that high-end apartment three years ago - all of these are
Is it you who did this?!"
Nakata raised his hands tremblingly in a gesture of surrender, with cold sweat pouring from his forehead.
"Wait a minute, it's not me..."
Hearing his words, Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows.
"There is a child... There is a voice that keeps appearing in my head..."
Nakata Rangji waved his hands repeatedly and said incoherently: "He told me to press the button. It doesn't matter who I kill, as long as I kill him... This voice told me to do this, so it's not my fault...
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"…………ha?!"
Matsuda Jinpei laughed angrily at these shameless words. He simply couldn't believe that such a guy who dared to do something and dare not admit it had killed Hagiwara Kenji and so many colleagues in the explosive ordnance disposal class.
He stared at the ugly clown in front of him and wanted to take out the handcuffs from his pocket and cuff him.
But at this moment——
"boom!!"
There was a sudden explosion in the distance.
Matsuda Jinpei thought of the bomb he had just seen on the reservoir and thought it was an explosion there. He subconsciously looked up and looked over there.
When Nakata saw him looking away, he burst out with strength from nowhere and stood up suddenly with his other intact leg. But soon, he staggered due to the gunshot wound and fell to the side.
On the guardrail, his whole body was shaking because of the severe pain in his legs.
The reservoir is intact, and the explosion came from somewhere else.
Matsuda Jinpei, who didn't see where the explosion was, turned his face. Nakata Yuji, who was lying on the railing, saw him looking over again. He was immediately in a hurry. In desperation, he even wanted to climb over the guardrail.
The dizzy Nakata Rōji had no support in front of him. He lost his center of gravity, his expression froze on his face, and he fell headfirst from the edge of the reservoir.
Matsuda Jinpei happened to see this scene when he turned around. He was so startled that his brain had no time to think. He almost instinctively rushed towards the opponent and stretched out a hand to grasp his wrist tightly.
But he didn't pull him back.
——Under the pull of this force, he himself flipped over the guardrail.