Women only affect the speed of my reasoning!

Umbrella Shu...are you nervous?

Miwako Sato looked in the rearview mirror of the car, only to find a pair of eyes looking at her in the rearview mirror.

The high school detective's calm voice, just like usual, sounded from behind.

"Sister Miwako, to be fair, if I were the one trapped inside at this time, would you try your best to come in and save me?"

"……meeting."

"Then for the same reason, now that my friend is trapped inside, I will definitely try my best to go in and save her. The same is true for you, Miwako-sister."

Qin Xianshu paused for a moment.

"I don't have many friends."

Sato Miwako was speechless.

After a brief silence, she nodded slightly.

"I know, I will do what you say, but you have to promise me one thing."

"what's up?"

"Don't let yourself get hurt."

"it is good."

So the police car slowly drove up the pedestrian street and came to the edge of the outer wall of the commercial plaza. The front of the car was facing the sewer pipe, only two or three centimeters away from hitting it.

Qin Xianshu opened the car door, got out of the car and walked around to the back of the car. When the firefighters not far away shouted in shock to stop him, he took a few steps back. Then he suddenly started running, jumped onto the trunk of the police car, and then stepped forward to get on the car. He jumped high forward, stretched his hands forward, hooked his fingers on the drainage pipe and kicked his feet up the wall. Using the friction generated by the forward inertia, he jumped up again, forcibly raising the altitude twice. A piece of it.

His agility is comparable to that of Jackie Chan in his youth.

However, he still missed one point, that is, although the downpipe was fixed on the wall with screws at the beginning of the construction, it was not used for the main load-bearing purpose. It was only used to fix the pipe on the wall to ensure that it would not be damaged in strong winds. It was just blown around.

The weight of hanging two bags of vegetables is naturally no problem, and hanging a carton of milk is probably not too difficult either.

But if it's a whole person... I'm afraid even the weight of a seven or eight-year-old child would be unbearable. For details, please refer to the level of Lara Croft's childhood memories in Shadow of the Tomb Raider.

Gala!

A tooth-grinding sound came from below, and Qin Uanshu lowered his head and looked down alertly.

Close to the point where his toes landed, the small section of pipe that he had pulled hard when he jumped was bulging and bending unnaturally, and one of the two screws used to fix the restraint bars had been forcibly removed. Pull it out and hang precariously in mid-air, barely connected to the wall.

The next moment, the rattling sound continued, and the fixing screws on Qin Ushu's hand began to loosen, with the intention of coming out of the holes.

"careful!"

Miwako Sato subconsciously shouted loudly, and at the same time she quickly shifted into reverse gear, drove the police car two or three meters away from the water pipe, opened the door, got out of the car, and ran to the front of the car.

It was as if he wanted to reach out to catch Qin Ushu who accidentally fell from above.

"..."

Qin Xianshu shook his head slightly, pursed his lips and remained silent.

At this time, he was basically at the same level as the window. If the distance was less than two meters on flat ground, even a junior high school student would not have much pressure to measure the standing long jump. However, it is extremely difficult to exert force in a climbing position. Unless you are a professional parkour player, it is impossible for ordinary people to jump so far.

This is the last and only chance. I have no choice but to take a gamble.

Thinking of this, Qin Ushu concentrated and held his breath, and exerted force on all four limbs at the same time.

Take off!

His figure drew a graceful parabola in the air. At the moment when he was about to fall, he hooked the edge of the window with one hand. At the same time, the other hand also climbed up, lifting and pulling, and the whole person dexterously moved from He slipped in through the small gap opened under the window.

Seeing this scene, Miwako Sato, who was waiting below, breathed a sigh of relief, but her eyes were still worried.

Don't make sure anything happens.

……

At the same time, in the central hall on the first floor of the commercial plaza, a faint burnt smell filled the air. The usually clean floor tiles were covered with a thin layer of dust. The gravel and bricks scattered in the explosion were like a park. Wild flowers can be seen everywhere in the lawn.

Yukiko sat on a public seat in an open milk tea shop with her mobile phone in hand, sipping her milk tea and scrolling through her mobile phone, highlighting that her mood was basically stable.

Such a calm gesture is unique in a central hall filled with trembling tourists and lovers hugging each other and crying.

The previous explosion only destroyed all the entrances and exits of the first-floor hall, including the entrances and exits of the security passage. However, the electric lighting system was still intact, and even the WIFI in the square was not interrupted.

Of course, only she herself knows that this is just a forced composure. To use a certain Q-style sister's emoticon to describe it, it means "Don't panic, the problem is huge, and panic is useless."

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the huge ring-shaped platform on the second floor above.

Yukiko raised her head subconsciously, and the next second, a familiar figure flew down from above her head, landing on the ground and bending her knees to release her strength in one fell swoop.

"Umbrella...shu?" the girl murmured softly.

"Ok?"

Qin Umbrella turned around softly, and then he turned around, and a soft embrace rushed towards him like a tired bird returning to the forest.

The milk tea and mobile phone that were still in her hands were now thrown on the table. Yukiko hugged them hard, as if she wanted to blend her whole body into them.

Like the heroines in the TV series, she didn't jump on the hero and cry when she saw the hero coming to the rescue in a critical moment. She just buried her face into the former's chest, took a deep breath, and said softly in a voice that could only be heard between the two of them. Finished sentence.

"I'm glad you came on time."

Qin Xianshu hesitated for a moment, then finally stretched out his hands and hugged him in response.

"Well, here I am."

Chapter 187 Collaboration

The time returns to 5 minutes ago.

At the junction of urban and rural areas south of the center of Chiba, in a classical English-style mansion, a middle-aged man about fifty years old was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Although his face is a little old, his eyebrows are high, and even his hairline is a little ugly, but under the suit and leather shoes and a pair of neatly built and completely symmetrical beards that tilt up to both sides, he looks It makes him look nothing like a middle-aged programmer who was laid off and depressed at home due to his age, but more like a respected academic professor with a rigorous personality.

It is true that Teiji Moritani can be called an academic professor in terms of his attainments in British architecture.

But at this time, the academic professor was smiling a little bit.

The TV in the living room facing the sofa was turned on, and the live news about the explosion in the downtown commercial plaza was playing on the screen.

The person in charge of the live broadcast was a female reporter from Japanese TV station. Behind her, all the normal entrances and exits of the commercial plaza had collapsed into rubble. Several fire trucks were parked in front of different entrances and exits. Firefighters in firefighting uniforms were carrying He rushed into the ruins with a high-pressure water pipe.

"That's great. This way, the biggest immaturity I committed when I was young will no longer exist. Although it is a pity that the Ring Line Canal Bridge was not blown up as well, it doesn't matter." A cold, sick laugh came from the lowlands.

"What a pity, high school detective, you and I have no grievances, but you are the only detective I can easily contact."

"But it's useless to talk about it now, since you won't be able to hear it anymore anyway."

He muttered to himself and got up from the sofa.

"Well, everything will be over in a while anyway, so why not celebrate with some red wine..."

Before Emperor Moritani could finish his words, a sound of police sirens coming from far and near outside the window interrupted his next actions.

He turned and looked out the window. Outside the villa's courtyard, two or three police cars with their lights flashing stopped at the door of his house.

"police?"

Moritani Teiji glanced at the two eyebrows on his forehead and frowned.

But soon he relaxed again. At least in Moritani Teiji's own perception, he didn't think there was any flaw in his plan. The whole process was completely like a person who had been sent to prison by Qin Mianshu. After being released from prison, the bomber launched a crazy revenge on the former.

If we really wanted to say why the police were looking for him, then the only possibility was to come to comfort him. After all, the buildings where bombs were installed were all designed by him in his early years.

With this thought in mind, Moritani Teiji picked up the TV remote control and switched several channels before turning off the TV. Returning the remote control to its original place, he turned and walked towards the door.

He pretended not to know what was going on and opened the door, welcoming Memu Police Department and others in. He was about to say a few polite words, but was blocked by the latter's straightforward words.

"I am Police Chief Mugure from the Criminal Investigation Section [-] of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's [-]st Criminal Investigation Section. Professor Moritani, please excuse me. Have you had any guests at your house today?"

"guest?"

Moritani Teiji was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted.

He shook his head without thinking.

"No, not a single customer."

After all, although he sent an invitation letter to Qin Ushu about the tea party, in fact he only sent an invitation letter to Qin Ushu, and he determined from the beginning that it was impossible for the other party to come to the appointment, so in fact, let alone It was a tea party, and Moritani Teiji didn't even prepare half a biscuit. If he said that he had it at this time, it would easily arouse suspicion.

But the problem is that only Qin Sanshu knows about the tea party, so why do these policemen mention the guests?

Before Moritani Teiji could understand the logic, he heard the Megure Police Department calmly say, "That's it."

The next second, a pair of shiny silver bracelets appeared on his hands.

"Memu Police Department, what are you..."

However, the police officer didn't even look at him, and waved directly to the bomb disposal team members behind him who were already preparing to attack.

"Go find the bomb blueprints and detonators, as quickly as possible!"

"Yes!"

……

Time was transferred back to the present. In the central hall of the commercial plaza in the center of Chiba, Qin Ushu and Yukiko had just hugged and then separated.

The high school detective raised his head and looked around, trying to find an escape route from the first floor of the square that was almost in ruins to the outside that would allow him and Yukiko to leave together.

But it is a pity that this commercial plaza was originally designed by Teiji Moritani. He knew this building very well and placed bombs at every entrance and exit connecting the inside and outside in advance to prevent the bomb disposal team from outside. Experts come in.

Qin Xianshu was unusually anxious. If he was the only one here, he wouldn't mind playing a death game with Emperor Moritani.

However, now that Kiko is here, the bomb is most likely to be actively detonated. In other words, it may not explode in a lifetime, or it may explode on the spot in the next second and send everyone away along with the square.

Appropriately, Qin Ushu's cell phone rang.

Thinking that the call was most likely coming from the Mumu Police Department, Qin Ushu took out his cell phone and took a look.

The caller ID showed a series of unfamiliar short numbers.

Cornet?

Qin Xianshu paused for a moment, then seemed to realize something and quickly picked up the phone.

"Hey?"

What came over the phone was a slightly unfamiliar young voice.

"Hello, I am the bomb disposal team of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Currently, the prisoner Moritani Teiji has been successfully controlled, and we have also found the design of the bomb."

"Oh? That's good, but I'm in the central hall on the first floor now. The entrance has been blown down. You can't get in." Qin Ushu said calmly.

"Yes, so I will provide bomb disposal guidance remotely."

"You mean you want me to dismantle it?" the high school detective understood.

"It's possible, but I haven't found the location of the bomb yet."

"Judging from the design drawings and the yield used, this should be a powerful and remotely controlled time bomb. The power of the explosion is enough to instantly destroy most of the load-bearing columns in the hall." The bomb disposal expert said concisely, "So please pay attention to the hall. Check whether there are any slightly larger packages that are tightly packed but unclaimed under all the load-bearing pillars."

"Let me see……"

Qin Xianshu looked around again.

Soon, he discovered the suspicious target.

It was a clothing store handbag that looked quite new. It was placed under one of the public benches in the lobby. It seemed to be stuffed with something relatively solid and heavy. The entire bag was stretched square from bottom to top. just.

Qin Xianshu walked over and took a look, and a familiar bright red countdown came into view.

The remaining time is twelve minutes and 37 seconds.

Oh, it should be 36 now.

"Found it, what next?" Qin Xianshu asked.

"Then you'll also need a pair of scissors, and a vise would be better if you can."

The vise... is probably out of reach, but the scissors are somewhat more reliable.

Qin Umbrella said comfortably, he turned his head and looked at Yukiko who was following behind him.

"Yukiko, do you have any scissors with you?"

"Scissors? I think I have them...is this okay?"

Yukiko thought for a while, opened the zipper, rummaged through the shoulder bag she was carrying, and took out a pair of small handmade scissors.