Chapter 660 Damn It, Why Not Explode? !

"Looking at how nervous you are, you were just joking."

Fujino stared at the fist in front of him and laughed lightly.

Although this fist will not do much harm to him now.

But this shrew is too big...

Referring, of course, to deterrence.

"..."

Miwako Sato unclenched her fists and pouted, feeling that these words were too familiar.

This is how she teased this kid when she was on the court!

Damn it, now the boomerang actually hits me!

Regarding the one-sided teasing by my little brother.

Naturally, the fierce lady who has been trying to be strong all her life cannot be convinced.

So she changed her mind and thought about it for a while. The corner of her mouth tilted slightly, pretending to be surprised: "Hey, it turns out that I am also a beauty in your eyes?"

"Ah, what's wrong?"

Fujino was speechless for a moment, wondering what the shrew's plan was: "I'm just telling the truth, otherwise why would so many police officers be your suitors?"

"Actually, speaking of sister, I quite like you!"

Miwako Sato showed a gentle face and smiled playfully: "If you think about it, the forbidden love between a high school detective and a criminal, and how they die together without being recognized by the world, is indeed very romantic~"

"Really? I recorded what you just said, and I will report you later."

Fujino silently took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pretended to think: "I have nothing to do with the on-the-job criminal police targeting minors, but if this matter is reported to the Metropolitan Police..."

He opened the address book and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly: "Officer Sato, you don't want to be double-shot on the spot, right?"

"Hey, are you still serious?"

Sato Miwako was speechless for a moment: "You are allowed to joke but I am not allowed to joke?"

"Oh, so you are teasing me."

Fujino put away the phone silently and suddenly realized: "Then you had told me earlier, I almost called the Hakuba Police Director."

Sato Miwako: "..."

A call was made to the police chief...

Is this a connection? !

Damn privileged dog!

Sato Miwako curled her lips, secretly feeling in her heart that this kid was really a dog.

Every time she teased her, she would be teased in the opposite direction, and then she would be teased back again when she was dissatisfied. Then she would be teased in the opposite direction again, and then she would be even more dissatisfied...

All I can say is that he is both good and fun-loving.

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About half an hour later, the explosive ordnance disposal team arrived late.

He sent the tool bag down the elevator shaft.

Fujino was speechless at the efficiency of this group of people.

This is if you encounter a bomb that will explode in only half an hour without knowing how to defuse it.

He probably would have been killed on the spot.

Therefore, the time traveler wants to survive in the world of Ke Xue.

Bomb defusing, fighting ability, flying airplanes, firearms, etc...

All techniques must be mastered!

The tool kit sent by the Metropolitan Police contains many tools.

Infrared night vision devices, bomb pliers, multimeters, etc...

After receiving the tool kit, Fujino began his slow bomb disposal operation.

A bomb by the same author, even without a circuit diagram.

He has already dismantled it once, and it will feel much easier if he dismantles it again.

Soon, the time came to the last ten minutes.

The timer that was still beating suddenly flashed.

Immediately, it appeared above: [I want to praise your courage and praise you! Three seconds before the explosion, I will display a prompt to tell you the location of another, larger, fireworks to celebrate the end of the game. I wish you continue your efforts...] words like this.

"Sure enough, it's here."

Sato Miwako looked at the words on it, swallowed, looked at Fujino and asked: "What are we going to do now? Do we want to continue?"

"Go on."

Fujino was wearing night vision goggles and holding pliers in his hand: "Follow the actions just mentioned, Sato, use your mobile phone to record the prompts and then send them out to prevent accidents."

"I see."

Sato Miwako nodded seriously and adjusted her phone to the message sending interface: "It's all up to you, don't fail."

"Of course, I don't want to die in love with you, a shrew."

"Tsk, you bitch can't forget it, can you? You can't praise me."

"How old are you, and you still expect to be treated like little girls?"

"If it weren't for the fact that you were still debugging bombs, I would have really wanted Bang Bang to punch you twice."

"See, that's what shrews are like."

"Defuse your bombs!"

After a while of bickering, ten minutes passed quickly, and the time came to the last three seconds.

The display gradually displayed the message: [EVITCETED].

On the other hand, it is DETECTIVE.

And Teidan is read upside down in Japanese, which means detective.

At this time, the countdown also returns to zero.

Normally, the bomb must have exploded.

But Fujino has a plug-in...

[Bomb Master is passively triggered! 】

[Triggered by desperate monsters, the remaining time is 25 seconds]

Listening to the system prompts in his ears, Fujino reached out and directly cut off the bomb's remote control and power supply, completely rendering the bomb in front of him harmless.

[The bomb has been defused. It is detected that the host has defused a bomb. The system rewards 100 points of bomb master proficiency/experience]

Fujiano listened to the system prompts silently and confirmed that the bomb had been dismantled.

If it was dismantled, it was dismantled. The system prompts would not be wrong.

It can only be said that this Dogecoin system will not issue proficiency if it is missing a wire.

Put the two wire cutters in his hands on the ground.

Fujiano turned around and made an OK gesture.

At the same time, he made a "virtual" gesture with his left hand.

Sato Miwako had already sent the text message at this time.

After seeing Fujino's gesture, she immediately nodded in understanding.

"Alas, failed."

Fujiano sighed in disappointment: "Sure enough, I am still afraid of death... I cut the wires directly when I was nervous."

"There is no way."

Sato Miwako naturally understood Fujino's meaning, and cooperated gently to comfort him: "The explosion will take a while, let's think of other ways, there must be a way."

"Well..."

The two people on this side are acting wildly.

And in front of the TV not far from the Tokyo Tower.

A thin man wearing a windbreaker and glasses listened to the conversation in the headphones and laughed sarcastically: "They are all cowards!"

"Humph, one by one, they are all cowards who are afraid of death in order to survive."

With a cold snort, the man turned around and got in the car, heading straight to Teitan High School.

And this man is none other than the bomber who planned this bomb case.

At the same time, he is also the murderer who killed Matsuda Jinpei and Ogihara Kenji.

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Three hours later, on the overpass not far from Teitan High School.

"The cleaning is finally over... Alas, Senior Fujino didn't even come to school. Why do I feel that the distance between him and me is getting farther and farther."

"I heard from Mr. Hiratsuka that Senior has another case to deal with. It must be a very important matter... But there are so many cars coming in and out today."

"Maybe they need to move the ping-pong tables to the sports warehouse. It seems that the Tokyo Table Tennis Tournament will be held in our school. Really, they didn't even move those oil drums that are in the way when they were cleaning."

"Haha, haven't you found it yet?"

The bomber in a windbreaker was holding a telescope and looking at the conversation between the two girls not far away through the eavesdropping device. He sneered: "Even if you find it now, it's useless. There are only five seconds left. Everything is over!"

As he said, he raised his wrist to look at his watch and started the countdown: "5...4...3...bang!"

However, the expected explosion did not occur, and Teitan not far away was still calm.

"Why didn't it explode?!"

"Damn it, is it out of order?!"

"It's so damned annoying!"

The bomber took out his cell phone and kept tapping on it.

After pressing it for a long time, the expected explosion still didn't happen.

Finally, he threw the phone to the ground in a rage: "Explode! Damn it, why didn't it explode!"