How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

The dark-brown-haired uncle nodded slightly, looking embarrassed.

"Before I came, they did talk about it, but I didn't expect them to do it... Didn't you get the message over there before the train sped up?"

Did you know the train would speed up?

"Could it be that the train accelerated because of fear that the bomb would explode?"

The uncle closed his mouth, straightened the corners of his mouth, and looked helpless. It is the default question of Xin Haikong.

Xin Haikong was abruptly laughed at by this group of people, and the extreme indignation made him completely ignore the use of honorifics.

"Even so, it's alright for you to notify in advance, right? Just drive away, it will really kill people!"

Just a little while ago, if the blond man hadn't caught him in time, he would have been dragged under the train.

If it is really an oolong made by this group of police, it would be too outrageous to die young in this place.

"Didn't you even say anything?" The uncle touched the back of his head, "The train that was transferred just passed by at this time, and the train was already carrying guests, and they were reluctant to have a relationship with this train. The train is too close."

"In addition to the emergency, only a team patrolling the station got on the bus. The police were not staffed enough, and it was too late to disperse the original guests. It may be because of this reason that the car drove away in a hurry..."

"Although it is an emergency, the most basic police literacy should be possessed, right?"

Xin Haikong took out the kind of behavior when his boss gave a lecture.

"If you shout 'there's a bomb, get off the train,' I think all the passengers on the train can't wait to get off at Nagoya Station."

"It's understandable to drive away early because of the fear of bombs, but is it difficult to tell this in advance? Is it difficult to make an appointment with us?"

The uncle was reprimanded and was speechless.

Xin Haikong stopped to look at his watch, and there was less than a minute left. Jumping is simply impossible now.

Although the speed of thirty-five kilometers per hour does not necessarily cause serious injuries, the outside is after all a row of sleepers, hard rails and sharp gravel.

Once the brain hits it, it can't be saved.

He glanced at the uncle and asked without any hope, "Has the bomb been defused?"

When the uncle heard the words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and it seemed that he had finally found the part he could say.

"It was dismantled. The structure of this bomb is very simple. There are many wires in it that were not connected. It took me less than three minutes to dismantle it."

dismantled? !

The dark-haired youth rarely had such a blank expression on his face, and his amber eyes were round and round.

He raised his arm and stared at the watch, the pointer slightly tilted towards the time set by the prisoner.

Then gently stroke across that point, and start a new cycle.

Nothing happened on the train.

Everyone was still standing in place, the wide-open car door made the cold wind knives pouring in, the car was silent, only the sound of the train was heard.

The bomb really didn't go off.

Xin Haikong is in a mixed mood.

After working on it for a long time, the bomb didn't kill him at all, but the mentally retarded operation of these **** police almost killed him.

And that rainbow lollipop bomb that looks like a Christmas present is so easy to dismantle?

There are obviously so many threads, messy bundled and intertwined, making it completely impossible for Xin Haikong to see this kind of bomb for the first time.

Could it be that his skills are so poor that he can't even defuse a very simple bomb?

It seems that he really needs to find Matsuda Jinhei to learn how to defuse bombs. When the police encounter danger, the probability is too great.

Speaking of Matsuda, he seemed to be on the phone with Matsuda before, and then the phone dropped out of the car...

Ruined! Matsuda Jinping shouldn't think what happened to him.

Xin Haikong's back was cold, his expression solidified, and after looking around, he decided to borrow the uncle's mobile phone.

But when he picked up the phone and put his fingers on the cold keys, Xin Haikong stopped.

He embarrassedly remembered that he didn't seem to remember Matsuda Jinping's phone number at all.

Since Matsuda's phone number was stored in his mobile phone three years ago, his mobile phone should have been changed, but the calling card should have remained the same.

Unlike gin, Matsuda cannot appear directly on his mobile phone.

So it's normal that he doesn't remember Matsuda's cell phone number, right.

In a panic, Xin Haikongquan thought he had forgotten about it, and put the phone back into the uncle's hand.

"Please help me call the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to report safety. It's better to talk to Matsuda. Forget it, just make it clear to the person who answered the phone."

The uncle took the phone and asked in a daze: "But I don't have a contact number in Tokyo, I only have Aichi Prefecture..."

Xin Haikong took a deep breath and calmed down.

"You can call 110 directly and ask the operator over there to be transferred to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department."

"Oh, yep."

New sea and air into the cab

In the driver's seat inside sits the driver who has long been frightened.

He heard the voice of Xin Haikong coming in, and turned back very excitedly and asked, "Has the bomb been defused? Did it not explode?"

This guy is indeed very dedicated, and he never asked someone to replace his job at the risk of being bombed together. He has been sticking to his seat and controlling the speed of the train.

Xin Haikong's attitude was naturally a little better. "The bomb was removed by the police. Now we can speed up and drive to Tokyo. Are you still holding on?"

The train that Xin Haikong took only stopped at the major station, which was not too far from Tokyo. Fortunately, he let the driver drive directly in the direction of Tokyo.

The driver was a young man in his early thirties, with short black hair, he heard the words and nodded, "I can do it."

That's good. He should be the only one who still drives the train now.

Hurry up to Tokyo, he can't wait to lie down on the big bed and rest.

Xin Haikong sat in the spare rest seat behind the driver's seat against the wall, relaxed and clicked on the forum.

The above is still the discussion about this bomb incident. The comics are updated in real time and refreshed very quickly.

The sea of ​​green color: my God! What is in the minds of those policemen, what will happen if they say it in advance! My brother is about to jump over it, and I almost saw God.

Cactus Boy: I thought I would see Brother Kong at the hospital the most, but I almost saw Brother Kong at the funeral home.

Is the Metropolitan Police Department closed today: I'm sorry Minna, I changed my name, I want the Metropolitan Police Department to close down now more than the winery.

A man who relies on a woman must not: I support you upstairs. Brother Kong was really miserable in this wave. It's just that teammates are greedy for life and fear of death. Human nature is understandable. It is incomprehensible to accelerate this wave without prior notice. What, is the bomb about to explode in a second?

The working emperor is in the winery: Jimei, calm down first, this wave may not be all the police’s fault, you can see that the group of police just seemed to let Kong brother jump over, the train would suddenly speed up and they didn’t respond, almost all It also fell out. [attached]

Xinhaikong clicked on the small picture and found that it was indeed the case.

The policeman who had called him to jump over staggered forward after the train suddenly accelerated.

Fortunately, he was still holding the railing in his hand, and the person was standing relatively inside, so there was no accident. A look of surprise on his face, who am I and where I am.

It doesn't look like the police are actively accelerating.

That's right, even if there are waste snacks in the police, there are still people like Toru Amuro and Jinping Matsuda who can handle it clearly, so they won't do such weird things at that time.

If it wasn't for the police, it could only be someone who was greedy for life and fear of death in the cab.

Suffice it to say that not every driver is as dedicated as they are on this train.

Bandaged Boy: Even if the police didn't take the initiative to ask to speed up, it's because they didn't take into account that the people in the cab were afraid of bombs, and they didn't arrange for someone to watch in the cab in advance!

Amber's acting: Yes, but again because of the cops' misgivings. After all, it is the police of Aichi prefecture, and it was temporarily pulled over, so it is still necessary to understand.

I'm sorry: c'mon, so no one will carry this pot, right? Brother Kong almost died! Even if the driver suddenly accelerates because he is afraid of death, it would be a problem that Aichi Prefecture did not arrange for someone to stay in the cab ahead of time.

Yokohama's No. 1 detective: So according to what you said, didn't Mr. Kong also arrange for someone to go to the cab in advance? It can only be said that there are people who are greedy for life and fear of death. Brother Kong is really good at solving cases, but he still lacks a little in terms of human nature. Eating a cut grows a wiser, and Brother Kong will think more about it next time.

Lujianghe: Say something weakly, so everyone hasn't noticed the blond guy who saved Brother Kong? Brother Kong's waist was originally hidden in the fluffy down jacket, but it was all exposed by his hug. Even through thick clothes, it's still fine. Wuhu!

Fishing on the River: Speaking of the blond guy, I thought this guy was a bad guy when he came out, but he saved my brother Kong, so he was a good guy.

Sunflower Taipan: Hahaha, has my brother Kong been used as a coordinate axis upstairs? But seriously, this new character looks like the protagonist's face at first glance, and I bet he will appear again within three chapters.

Indeed, Xin Haikong also felt that this blond and blue-eyed foreigner was definitely not an ordinary person.

Judging from the previous exchanges, the other party can understand Japanese completely, and there is no strange accent when speaking. Compared with the person who just came to Japan from abroad, it is more like... Growing up in Japan.

From the comics, this guy has been staring at himself and deduced that he should be coming for himself. However, it completely showed the appearance of not knowing, not seeing, and not feeling anything.

If he hadn't read the comics, he would have mistakenly thought that this person was really not interested in him at all.

The blond man's expression was indifferent from beginning to end, but he seemed to be very concerned about the bomb and himself.

Is it the winery, the red square, or the outsider?