"It's true." A voice came from beside him, clearly explaining the reasons why Officer Sato felt awkward:
"The bombs are dropped with travel bags and leather bags, but the murderers... But the bombers put them into their bags in order to hide the bombs and delay the speed of their luggage being discovered and processed."
Vodka's ears moved: "?" The murderer? What murderer? Is a murder case about to happen in the car, and the guy who put down the bomb bag is the real murderer?
Just as he was thinking, Jiang Xia pointed to the bag in the bathroom again: "It is obvious that the method of deliberately sticking the bag on the bag to indicate that there is a bomb in the bag is obviously in conflict with the purpose of packing the bomb.
"On the other hand, if the purpose of the bomber is to show us the bomb and then demonstrate, then he should take out the bomb, let it appear intuitively in front of us, and then paste his request next to it."
Officer Sato understood and his eyes lit up: "No wonder I always feel strange. The bombs I dealt with before did not pack them first and then specifically state 'This is a bomb' - that is, the guy who put down this bag was actually bluffing, and this was not a bomb at all!"
Jiang Xia nodded.
The onlookers behind him were in an uproar when they heard this statement. Some people breathed a sigh of relief, while others were suspicious by nature: "But listen carefully, there was a clicking sound in their bag!"
Some people just finished watching the hero movie and thought, "Can someone find a bomb but don't want to be retaliated by the bomber, so they specially put a collage to remind us?"
Vodka looked at them with a slight look, remembering the faces of these people: "..." These guys really dare to lift anyone's squad... It seems that when they return to Tokyo, they have to walk around themselves, so as not to be accidentally taken into the stage again.
The organization cadres secretly speculated about the script that did not exist. At this time, Jiang Xia suddenly looked at him at the door of the bathroom.
Soon, Jiang Xia turned back in the stiff gaze of vodka and said patiently: "The flight attendant said that the use rate of this bathroom is not low, so the passengers discovered it shortly after the bag was put down. It was difficult to find a newspaper that happened to be suitable for such a short time, and there was no time to cut out the specific words one by one and spell them on the paper."
As he said that, he walked over and leaned over to look at the paper on the bag: "The glue has dried up, it is indeed prepared in advance."
"Wait." Although I believed Jiang Xia's reasoning, Officer Sato still stopped him, "You retreat, I'll open the bag, I'm a policeman." There is no reason to let high school students rush in front.
However, Jiang Xia's movement has always been strong. Before she could finish her words, she sniffed the zipper and pulled it open quickly and accurately.
Everyone looked on tiptoe in fear and curiosity, and then from the crack opened by Jiang Xia... they saw a mechanical alarm clock walking around.
The next moment, a harsh sound of "Ring--!!", the alarm clock set time has come.
Jiang Xia put on gloves, reached out to press the pendulum, picked up the noisy alarm clock, and turned off the switch.
Mikako Sato hurriedly squeezed into the bathroom. She looked carefully next to the alarm clock and then breathed a sigh of relief: This was indeed just an ordinary alarm clock, with no machine fishing line connected, and there were no bombs underneath - except for the alarm clock, there were only thick newspapers in the bag, which supported the bag and created the illusion that there were many things in the bag.
"It seems that it's really just a prank." Officer Sato was a little angry, but he was very happy: Compared to the bombs installed on the Shinkansen, pranks and other things are simply pleasant, but this does not delay her want to beat the culprit afterwards.
Thinking of this, Officer Sato carried the alarm clock back to the corridor and looked at the crowd: "Who is the first person to discover it? Please come here, I have some questions to ask."
"It's me!" The young man next to Vodka raised his hand excitedly, and then realized that something was wrong. He shrank back, "You must be suspicious of me."
Mikako Sato: "..." Of course, it's true. After all, based on experience, the first person in various fields has a high probability of committing crimes.
But even though she thought about it, she just kept a polite smile on her face: "Of course not, I just want to ask you some questions - you first came to the scene and had more clues than others, and this information is very important to us."
"So that's how it is." The young man believed it and said happily, "Then ask, I will definitely cooperate!"
Vodka shook his head without looking at it, and tiptoed to slip away.
Calvados looked at the alarm clock and breathed a sigh of relief: Since it was a prank, the police should neither ask for parking nor searching passengers. His gun... was saved?
Touching the surviving gun in his pocket, Calvados was filled with emotion.
But then he came to his senses and his eyes hopped: Wait, he was obviously a cold killer who caused headaches for countless policemen, and his deceased souls were as numerous as a cow. But now, he was as happy as if he had obtained the goddess' signature just because the police had not taken away the pistol... It was outrageous!
"The cases that happened a few days ago are really coincidentals." Calvados rubbed his pistol through his clothes, and snorted coldly in his heart, "If I knew that someone was making trouble behind me, I would definitely not be able to spare the thing that pretended to be a ghost."
While making harsh words in secret, he stepped back in a low-key manner, trying to slip away with Vodka.
However, when he turned around, a figure ran over along the corridor.
"Sa, Officer Sato!!" Takagi Shiro's face looked ugly. Before the person arrived, the voice came first, "It's dead!"
Mikako Sato: "?!"
A group of passengers: "?!"
Calvados: "?!"
Vodka: "..." I know...
"After that being said, no one except me noticed that Uzzo had just mistakenly called the 'bomb criminal' as the 'murderer'?"
He looked around carefully and looked around carefully.
Then he found out with great pain: Yes, it's only him.
"Is it because Jiang Xia usually solves too many murders, and when reasoning, he always calls the prisoner the "murderer", so others think it's normal for him to miss his tongue?"
Vodka for a moment there was a kind of grief that everyone was drunk and I was awake: "Why did things turn out like this..."
After a short period of depression, he suddenly thought of something and started to stick back.
"Although Uzo was not seen through, a murder occurred in the car. Isn't it troublesome to Calvados with a gun?"
When people are in trouble, they should look at more unlucky companions.
As his eyes floated to the next door, Vodka's heavy mood immediately became relaxed.
Chapter completed!