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"Yo, you're awake!"

Akizawa opened his eyes, and Hagihara Kenji from the next bed greeted happily, but he didn't want to respond.

"Are you dizzy? Do you feel like throwing up?" Matsuda Jinping shook his hand in front of him, "Did you forget anything?"

"No, my neck hurts."

Because of the extensive burns on his back, he is now lying on his stomach with his head turned to one side. He doesn't know how long this position has been maintained. He just feels that his neck is about to be broken.

He had already accepted the reality. It was difficult to live, but it was not easy to die. When this incident was over, he would be taken out and put in prison, and he could die at any chance. If he couldn't, let A You do it. After killing people, they will be buried in Tokyo Bay, and they will be treated as missing. Those guys won't be too hard to accept.

But, but!

Mr. A hugged his head in pain.

If he had known that what Belmod wanted to kill was that Kalua, what energy would he still spend to repair what injuries, would he let Qiu Zeyao end there, and then let A-Jun deal with that guy, wouldn't it be good!

Why can't Belmod's call come a few days earlier?

So his mood is very indescribable.

In the end, she could only comfort herself. According to Belmod, that guy Kaluya is uncertain, and she will have to wait for the other party to make more actions before she can determine the other party's position. By then, the exciting game has already begun. Qiu Ze Yao is still alive, at least it can be regarded as a guarantee.

But before that, he had to get out of the hospital.

"Ha? Discharged from the hospital? You don't even think about it." Matsuda Jinping helped him turn his head, and he raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "Do you need me to recount your condition? This time you can survive pure pure It's a fluke, it's better for me to save the death."

Akizawa:…

Not really lucky.

"When is the earliest I can be discharged from the hospital?" he asked.

"Why are you leaving in such a hurry, isn't it good to stay with us?" Hagihara Kenji looked at the back of his head with a smile.

The finger on his leg pointed, Matsuda Jinping said: "What did you see on it? Let you run out even if you are injured, criminal notice?"

"I really hate your sharpness sometimes."

"Thank you for the compliment." He gave a perfunctory smile, and then said, "So what did you see? That Mr. K... what did he say?"

Qiu Ze Yao is a little different from usual, maybe because he was hit in the head, Matsuda Jinping judged so.

"Mr. K?" Qiu Zeyao was startled.

"From that guy's mouth. The guy who helped him with his criminal plan, Mr.K, that's what he calls him."

Matsuda Jinping was tight-lipped about the situation at the time, and Qiu Zeyao reasonably suspected that this guy did something that did not conform to the norm, but he had no evidence.

He suddenly remembered another thing: "Mihua Central Hospital also asked from his mouth?"

Matsuda Jinhei: "No, the news from the National Police Agency."

How could the police department pay attention to this?

The first reaction Qiu Zeyao heard was Toru Amuro. But Toru Amuro has no reason to pay attention to this kind of thing. What's more, the other party should be dealing with gin and wine, so how can he have time to spare?

Or maybe the other party learned about part of the criminal plan from Kaluya in advance, so he reminded him specially? Kaluya and Amuro know each other?

He thought deeply, Matsuda Jinping stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of him, in order to call his attention back: "It's your turn, tell me what you know."

Qiu Zeyao: "The bomber's plan was indeed to place the second bomb at Rice Flower Central Hospital. But Mr. K didn't do it. He planned to use the other bomb to do something else. Soon after."

"Let us solve this matter." Matsuda Jinping said, "You can't help much in your semi-disabled state now, just stay here and recover from your injuries."

The three people in the other beds said: "We are responsible for watching over you, and don't even think about sneaking away."

Akizawa:…

The young man whose forehead was covered with bandages and his face was the same color as the bandage was silent for a long time, and finally had to compromise under their staring eyes: "I see."

Matsuda Jinhei left quickly, and before leaving, he helped him change direction, just opposite Hagihara Kenji's position.

The young man in the same hospital gown as him smiled gently: "Want to drink some water? You slept for a long time and woke up and talked a lot."

Do you have the option to decline?

Qiu Zeyao stared silently at the straw that had touched his lips, and took a sip.

Makimura, who also had a bandage on his head, sighed: "This way we are brothers and sisters. If you feel dizzy and want to vomit, you can try to empty your brain and you will feel better. This is a matter of experience. Of course, your situation is more serious than mine, the doctor said. If it is really uncomfortable, I will give you some other medicine, remember not to insist, and explain the situation truthfully."

Yamada concluded: "In short, pay attention to rest, sleep more, eat lightly, and take medicine on time, so that you will get better faster."

Qiu Zeyao responded a few times perfunctorily, but what was in his mind was when to sneak out. If it was too early, he would be arrested before the other party took action, and then he would be strictly guarded. Not necessarily the right time. After all, there are these three eyeliners in the same ward as him.

If you let Mr. A go...it can be used as a backup option. After all, there is no way for one person to deal with the incident and catch the prisoner at the same time. It is better for the two of them to act separately. They can't rely on Belmod's news. The other party doesn't care about the lives of innocent people and the police.

The first thing to do is to determine when the opponent will act.

The big event that will happen recently, what big event... Mr. A swiped his fingertips on the phone.

[Samsung Building will be completed soon, and the three major consortiums will work together to hold a large exhibition with high quality! Exhibits are abundant! Hundreds of businesses have announced their participation…]

[There are many dignitaries, high standards, and rich activities! The Focus on the Future International Conference will open tomorrow, fully sponsored by the Suzuki Foundation...]

Both are suspicious.

However, the first newly built building, the Suzuki consortium, is more likely to participate in the double buff.

The former is scheduled for next week, and the latter is a little earlier, tomorrow, but it will last for four days. It will be held at the Rice Flower Civic Center, and the scene is already on alert.

The Samsung Building, which is still not open, is easier to start with. And there are more people who will go there. Considering the fun and excitement, the other party's choice should be the former.

He stared at the bright screen, but he couldn't read the dark and regular text on it for a long time, and an inexplicable anxiety swept through him.

"News from the police department."

With his fingers curled, he eventually cuts off the page and dials a number with muscle memory. The prompt to answer sounded for a while, and finally came the answer of the robotic voice.

When the second call passed, the automatic answer appeared much earlier, this time it was the other party who hung up voluntarily.

He sat on the sofa for a while, took the cat aside and got up quickly. In a blink of an eye, he went to the study and turned on the computer.

Amuroto's mobile phone has GPS positioning, which can be viewed by logging in on the computer. Of course, he has a password.

If the other party is busy and the phone is on mute, then no matter how many calls you make, the result will be the same as the first call.

But since Amuro can take the initiative to hang up, if he doesn't want him to be disturbed, he will hang up immediately, and he won't wait that long.

If it is said that the other party just picked up the mobile phone at that time, then at least he will receive a text message or email indicating that there is nothing wrong.

Instead of... nothing.

It stands to reason that Amuro Toru is one of the main characters, and the possibility that he will die is almost the same as his real name, but not dying does not mean that he will not be injured.

Mr. A's posterior molars bit the soft flesh in his mouth, eagerly waiting for the results of the positioning.

Ten seconds later, he realized that he was stupid, and hurriedly grabbed the computer and rushed out of the house. When I got a taxi, I finally saw the location.

"To Edogawa Ward—"

Not being able to drive is too inconvenient.

After that, I still bought a locomotive and spent a few days to test it out. You shouldn't think it's unnecessary, just be lazy.

Mr. A thought deeply.

He has been staring at the positioning on the screen, and the position has not moved. This is not a good phenomenon.

He was suspected of being expected, and when Amuro Toru threw the gin and contacted the National Police Agency, he made such preparations.

But the others are not.

Qin Jiu was so unpleasant to see him. This was Toru Amuro's last clear thought.

Perhaps it was because he was promoted too fast this time, and rum was highly valued, and the relationship between rum and gin was more tense than this time last time, and it should be inseparable from the incident in Scotland.

Anyway, Gin, who caught him by the handle, unceremoniously called him to a stronghold, put a gun to his head, and handcuffed him to a post.

This situation seems familiar, but this time there is no Shui Wulianai to be with him.

Toru Amuro sat on the cold floor tile, and let out a disgusting (Gin evaluation) smile casually, "I thought we had a good time working together, but what are you doing, Gin?"

"It's up to me to ask you." Jin Jiu stared at him with a familiar gloomy look, the gun muzzle rubbed against his forehead, "You left without permission during the mission, where did you go and what did you do? For you The boss tipped off? Or is it that justice drives you to be a hero, should you be called Mr. Police Officer?"

Amuro didn't panic at all, he said slowly: "The explanation that should be done has already been explained once, I am too lazy to repeat it here, and it is useless."

"Since you didn't act the first time, your suspicions are just out of prejudice against me. The so-called number one killer... Ha, is he just an idiot dominated by emotions? For the sake of work, I advise you-"

"Shut up..." Gin stuck the muzzle in his mouth, as if he could spit it out after listening to him again, "If there is no evidence to doubt, you will know immediately. My rule is to prefer Believe it, and hopefully you're not doing something you shouldn't be doing - vodka."

The man standing behind him took a step forward, unscrewed the stopper of the transparent test tube-shaped glass container in his hand, and poured the equally transparent potion into Amuro's throat after the gin was closed.

Vodka said: "It was supposed to be used on the target this time, but because you dropped the chain, now people are dead, and things are useless."

This is a bonus from a previous private study, and it's about as effective as Veritaserum.

As for whether there are any side effects, the people who used it before were killed after explaining it, so it's really hard to say.

Vodka's eyes showed a hint of pity, and Gin's bad attitude towards Bourbon was not a day or two, and the other party didn't know what was wrong, so he had to do something wrong when working with Gin.

Although because of rum, there is no evidence that Gin won't kill, but that doesn't mean he won't take the opportunity to do something. It's rare to seize such an opportunity, how can it be easily let go.

If you can't get the handle, it's reasonable to toss the other party. Gin is not at a loss. If you catch the handle, that's even better. You can solve it with one shot, and Gin is happy.

Anyway...hope people are all right.

Toru Amuro:…

It turns out that Jin Jiu really looks so unpleasant to him.

He admits that his attitude is quite good, he smiles right, and he is generally conscientious when he is working, and occasionally reminds each other kindly... So it really is Rum's problem.

The effect of the potion was a little different from the sedation state after using the normal Veritaserum. Of course, Amuro had done similar training, and he had a plan for dealing with this, but at the moment he was a little uncertain, and he was not sure what the potion actually did.

Of course he soon lost his mind.

It's like having a hangover for three days and three nights without sleep and being overwhelmed by alcohol. It's like being immersed in a dream without knowing the reality. The time is stretched to infinity, and it seems that only a moment has passed. When I woke up in the state, I heard a ringtone that I didn't know how long.

Amuro realized that he was the only one left here, the handcuffs were untied, and he was lying on the ground, maybe it was the rare conscience of gin, or maybe it was vodka. But even now free, he can only stay here.

The bell stopped, and soon rang again.

Amuro turned over with difficulty, the phone fell out of his pocket, his eyes stayed on it for a long time, and after thinking carefully, he finally gave the order.

He raised his hand and hung up the call.

Don't let the other person know your situation.

This is his conclusion.