Collapse, surrender to me!

Compared to other guys who are just here to join in the fun, this group of customers is countless times better.

But getting back to the point, although Pingcang Guangliu is a bomb demon, in fact it is not that scary.

His main targets of explosions were objects and buildings, not for the purpose of killing people.

If someone asks him to do something, he will certainly accept it.

Fortunately, so far, no one has offered a price that would pay him to kill someone.

Generally speaking, the cases that come to us can only be considered as small-scale performances.

For example, incendiary bombs made by mixing aluminum powder with magnetic iron oxide, and chemical explosives made from chemical fertilizers or motor oil.

It was spectacular when it exploded, but its power was only about that of fireworks, and it could only be used to fool children.

Besides, although this amount of explosives is more than enough to kill one person, in this country, human life is still priceless at the legal level and cannot be converted into money.

He really couldn't handle a commission involving human life.

So Pingcang Guangliu's job is very similar to that of a stage destroyer.

He was hired to use bombs to mess up the stage of certain important occasions, turning the main characters on the stage from heroes into clowns screaming and running away.

In this process, the client gets the psychological satisfaction of being superior.

Apart from some money, he did not gain any other emotional value.

The bomb was at best a prop to incite the crowd, a device that allowed him to fully utilize his delusion of "seeing the future".

It doesn't really matter if you change it to something else.

He has no expectations or hopes for the future.

That's right.

He does have the power to foresee the future.

Early in life, he discovered that he saw things differently from other people.

Can see images of the future.

This special ability is enough to disrupt a person's life.

Let’s take setting goals as an example.

When studying, most students' goal is to get higher test scores.

Pingcang Guangliu saw his ideal result with his right eye.

At the same time, the left eye sees how to work hard to get the ideal score.

The future is not a dream, but something built by strong will - he understood this truth when he was a child.

The problem is that what he sees with his right eye depends entirely on his current behavior at that moment.

The picture reflected in the right eye is not the future, but the inevitable result in five minutes, one day, or one month.

This is what Orange said, the kind of future vision of shooting scissors first and then drawing the target.

This results in him seeing the results of his efforts in advance - a fact that deprives Akito of his human emotions.

He has no expectations for the future.

Everything that happens in life can be foreseen.

He has no hope for the future.

Everything that happens in life is known.

In other words – his “present” has no value at all.

This feeling is like a test paper with the correct answer printed on it.

Once the right eye sees the result, the left eye will follow and see the method to achieve the result.

Next, just follow the method and the future will be exactly the same as what you saw before.

"What? Life is so boring."

Pingcang Guangliu felt that there was a gap between himself and society, and was naturally isolated, which led to the current situation.

As long as the employer is willing to pay, he is willing to take care of everything, from crime warning to actual explosion.

He started the business just to earn some pocket money, but now receives about three commissions a year.

No matter what, society generally does not need such talents, nor does it allow such people to exist.

The Japanese police are very good. Once the bombing plan enters the implementation stage, the main suspect will be arrested in no time, and then they will wait for him to confess who commissioned him.

The pay for such work is totally disproportionate. The bomb demon named Pingcang Guangliu will at most become a laughing stock of everyone's imagination and urban legend.

He himself thought so.

However, after he received the first commission, the client came to him crying and begging for help again. Then, with the introduction of the client, other people came to him for commissions... From then on, his cases continued to come in, and everything was very different from what he expected.

In a society ruled by law, human negative emotions do not disappear.

It’s just that the cost of breaking the law is too high, so it is suppressed by reason.

But Pingcang Guangliu gave these people an outlet for venting.

He completed the task as entrusted and managed to evade the police.

No one knows the true identity of the bomber.

At the beginning, he had no base, no hiding place, and no organization to support him. He only relied on a mobile phone to conduct business.

Besides, he had only one goal, which was money, and he was too lazy to even get to know in depth what kind of people the clients were.

This bomber has no desire to show himself and has no persistence.

Such people may be in line with the needs of modern society.

Later, when he realized it, he had become a professional bomber and made a living entirely from this job.

But... today when he passed by the police station, he found that many of his former bosses were queuing up to enter the police station, which surprised him.

If it were a normal day, Pingcang Guangliu would be interested in finding out.

But today he had things to do.

He didn't know whether to say that his meeting with her was a blessing from God or a punishment from God.

One day after work, he saw a purple-haired girl on his way back.

This job was very ordinary. The client intended to interfere with his opponent purely out of personal grudge.

The client's request was to destroy the wedding scene and ruin the wedding, but not to cause any casualties.

It would take a lot of effort to destroy an entire building.

But it is much easier to destroy a wall.

Pingcang Guangliu only needs to look at the result he wants (the future) and act according to what he sees.

As a result, everything happened just as he saw with his right eye, and the wall collapsed.

But to his surprise.

There was actually a person named Fujino Asagami passing by under the wall.

Whether due to the terms of the commission or personally, he did not want any casualties, but it was too late to warn.

But something happened that shocked him.

Asagami Fujino just concentrated all her energy and stared at the collapsed wall.

As she focused, the movement of the wall gradually slowed down as if it was stopped by some unknown force.

The heavy steel and concrete began to deform.

The steel bars that are hard enough to support tall buildings, in Pingcang's eyes at this moment, are like soft ropes, twisted and stretched by an invisible force.

The concrete blocks become loose like gravel, to be reshaped and arranged.

Wherever Asagami Fujino's sight reached, the steel bars and concrete seemed to have lost their inherent hardness and weight, and were completely twisted and shattered.

The wall that had been falling straight towards her seemed to have come to life. It slowly deformed and avoided her body like a flowing stream.

An invisible force took effect before his eyes. Every steel bar seemed to come alive, twisting into new trajectories in the air.

Every piece of concrete was broken down into tiny particles and turned into a sea of ​​sand, but the girl herself stood at the center of this transformation, unharmed.

Finally, the wall collapsed completely, but its remains flowed like water, surrounding Asagami Fujino, accurately avoiding the knife.

The dust from the collapsed walls of the auditorium gradually drifted away, forming a strange picture in the sunlight.

"..."

Heikura looked at Asagami Fujino with a little unnaturalness, a little curiosity, a little expectation, and many emotions surging from the bottom of his heart. At the same time, he distanced himself from the girl and turned away.

The next day, after the explosion in the auditorium had passed, he commissioned his wealthy and powerful clients to investigate based on the Reien Girls' Junior High School uniform that Asagami Fujino was wearing, and found out the identity of the girl from yesterday.

Her name is Asagami Fujino.

She was the person who, that day, and for the first time, did not appear in the result (future) that Ping Cang saw.

This will be the first and last time that Pingcang Guangliu will transform into a bomb demon for purposes other than money.

Because his identity may have been discovered by the girl.

He had to do some risk management and seal the girl's mouth.

Driven by human emotions, he had to try to see if he could kill the girl.

Of course, these were just excuses he made for himself.

The more important reason was that the girl did not appear in his future.

This is very important for Pingcang, who has always had absolute confidence in his future since he was a child.

Whether it was fear, excitement, or something else, he couldn't tell.

After he attacked Asagami Fujino three times, he finally lost his temper.

At this point, nothing else matters.

He just wants to prove that his future vision is still correct?

Although he said that seeing the future was boring, if this ability went wrong or disappeared, his sense of security would drop to negative numbers.

At this moment, there was no room for any other thoughts in his mind except killing Fujino.

……

Gresh walked into the bustling city.

At this moment, a call that she had never heard before rang in her arms.

She didn't stop and pressed the call button.

The cell phone belongs to Fujino.

It is normal for the other party to find Fujino's mobile phone number.

"Good morning, Ms. Asagami Fujino. This is the first time we're talking on the phone." The caller was using a voice changer, so her age and gender could not be heard.

"You got the wrong person, I'm not Asagami Fujino."

"I'm sorry, I called the wrong number. I'm sorry."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Pingcang checked the phone number and found that he had dialed the right number, so he called back.

"Isn't this Ms. Fujino's cell phone?"

"Yes, in my hand."

Gray said seriously.

"She is helping me now. If you want to bully her, you have to ask me if I agree."

If Fujino were here, she would probably be dazed after hearing these words.

pity.

Not here.