69novels Chapter 202
Chapter 202
When he suddenly teleported from his beloved car into the ruins, Police Officer Hagiwara thought for three seconds: "..."
Oops, it's really a supernatural event.
After all, he is a man who has experienced countless winds and rains, and he accepted it extremely quickly.
After calmly observing the surroundings, and confirming that he was the only one standing here with a radius of [-] meters, and the environment was probably safe, Kenji Hagiwara stepped forward resolutely, looking forward while walking.
Obviously, he was moved by the mysterious force to an unknown explosion scene.
The traces left by the indoor blasting are particularly tragic. The barely supported concrete pillars will not collapse. Most of the surface layer has been destroyed by the blast, exposing the blackened steel bars inside. Can't see how valuable it was in the past.
Hagiwara Kenji came out of the empty room that probably used to be a hotel suite, frowned and looked around, and unexpectedly recognized this place from the landmarks that barely left a little outline.
The Imperial Hotel in Mihua Town, he had come here to dismantle the bomb two months ago—yes, it was the time when he caught Xiaoqianmu by a sudden inspiration.
Because it is very commemorative, the process is particularly thrilling and exciting, and he remembers it clearly.
If it wasn't for Xiaoqianmu's long-distance help, even if the police officer Hagiwara's potential exploded at a critical moment, he would not have time to cut the last thread. When the bomb exploded, he would die on the spot, and he would not be able to escape at all... eh?
Hagiwara Kenji paused, inexplicably feeling that the surrounding wind was blowing, making his spine feel a little chilled.
Leaving aside how many ghost stories flew through his mind, Hagiwara Kenji found the surviving fire escape according to his memory, and went down the first floor at a galloping speed.
The bottom floor is also the guest room floor of the Imperial City Hotel. According to normal circumstances, the upper floor was blown up like that. The hotel should be closed for repairs immediately. Even if it is not closed, it is hard to imagine that there are guests who dare to bravely stay under the risk of being crushed by the ceiling.
However, when he rushed down the stairs, the scene that suddenly caught his eyes was extremely normal.
Hotels are still open.
The luxurious decorations are distributed where they should be. The doors are closed tightly, and the soft carpet screens off the noise of the wheels of the dining car and the footsteps of the waiters. All parties are trying to maintain the tranquility of the morning to the maximum extent.
"...?"
Hagiwara Kenji watched the waiter push the dining cart past him, the other party also saw him, smiled politely and nodded at him, and then walked past him.
This reaction is also normal.
What's unusual is—didn't anyone notice that upstairs, on the 16th floor between the 18th and 17th floors, at some point there was an earth-shattering explosion?What about the police?What about the ambulance?There should be reporters who came to hear the news, why is it so quiet as if nothing happened?
"...It's not an ordinary evil door."
Hagiwara Kenji came to the conclusion that his first reaction was to pinch himself.
Grinning his teeth in pain, he can only judge regretfully that he was not dreaming... This is even more terrifying.
After all, he was not as courageous as usual, he insisted on wandering from the 16th floor to the 1st floor, and saw with his own eyes that the Imperial City Hotel was still operating as usual, and there were quite a few customers staying there.
Hagiwara Kenji was forced to let go of his brain for a while, and finally choked out two words: "Definitely."
He stood outside the hotel for a while to refresh his mind, then suddenly took out his cell phone and started making a call.
The first phone call was to Qian Mu. Although he didn't know why he called him, he just had an intuition that it was right to call Qian Mu for this kind of thing.
The call rings with a busy tone and no one answers.
Hagiwara Ken's heart sank, and he made a second phone call that was not very hopeful. Instead, the call was answered in seconds, and You Shunran's anxious and confused voice came: "Kan Er? Where are you? I met you." When it comes to strange things...it's so strange, isn't it just a dream?"
"Coincidentally, I also encountered a strange thing. The Imperial City Hotel exploded and no one paid attention to it. Do you think it is strange?" Kenji Hagiwara had a headache, "Where are you Xiaozhenpei? There must be some landmark buildings around that exploded. Passers-by should pretend they didn’t see it.”
"iron……"
"Uh?"
"I'm in Tokyo Tower! No, to be more precise, it's in the ruins of Tokyo Tower... Are you kidding, how is this possible!"
Matsuda Jinpei was obviously much more confused than his courageous young boy Ranran.
It took him a lot of effort to break open the deformed elevator door and barely crawl out of it.
As soon as the professionals landed, they discovered that the narrow space he was in was bombarded by a real internal explosion, and he was able to keep the box. It was stuck in the center of the patio and did not fall for a long time. It was unbelievable. Hei Hui finally saw the light of day again, but was dumbfounded the first time.
He is like a passer-by next door who suddenly appeared on the set of a disaster film. One second, he still saw the bustling Tokyo, but the next second, the beautiful city forcibly changed to a gloomy and gloomy setting.
The symbolic building of the city, the huge crimson tower was broken into pieces at some point, leaving only the dusty base that he just came out of.
Steel bars of different lengths fell to the ground like raindrops, scattered in the middle of the black-and-white road, the surrounding green belts, and the roofs of nearby shops, and the largest piece of wreckage was blatantly embedded in the skyscrapers. Shattered the everlasting lights all over the building.
It's not surprising that Matsuda Jinpei thought he was dreaming.
He unknowingly took off the sunglasses that Qianmu gave him later (and kindly reminded that the cheap ones can be crushed at will), and the human beings who were at a loss in front of the ruins used his eyes that were getting wider and wider to bear the pain. Visual and psychological double impact.
The remains of high-rise buildings and iron towers cling to each other in distorted postures, the lingering gunpowder smoke and dust glisten in the sun, and the traffic in the distance seems to consciously bypass this forced desolation, which is empty except for a sluggish man. One-person area.
And farther away, people going to and from work are constantly coming and going, and shops on the side of the road are opening their doors to welcome the new day. Accompanied by the sound of energetic conversations, the city in the morning is as bustling as ever——
It's like a bizarre landscape painting that was deliberately fabricated and discarded indifferently.
"Damn it." Matsuda Jinping slapped his face heavily, trying to wake himself up, but accidentally pulled his hair...
He struggled to realize that his hand felt wrong, and couldn't hold back, and cursed again.
Oh shit.
It turned out to be curly hair.
Who doesn't know in today's Metropolitan Police Department that Officer Matsuda, who was transferred back to the Explosion Division, straightened his hair and turned into an ordinary police grass with straight hair.
On the line with Kenji, who had run into a ghost together in the "dream", Matsuda Jinhei and Yoshinran briefly checked the location, and made an appointment to meet at a place. Jing, monitor, and Qian Mu called.
Ling's phone didn't go through, and he called Qian Mu for the second time and the third time, but still no one answered, but the two people in the middle did, and he didn't know whether to be thankful or to look at each other in dismay.
"I'm here……"
Zhu Fu Jingguang paused abnormally, looked behind him again, and came up with a more euphemistic conclusion: "There are no high-rise buildings collapsing, no bombs exploding, and there is only one—er, death scene."
A little more detail: the traces of this death scene are fresh, but not very fresh, in short, it is very contradictory.
The man who entered the public security mode pinched the phone with one hand and stuck it to his ear. Since it appeared out of thin air, he squatted down in front of the wall for the fourth time, observing the direction of the blood spatter, the faintly visible silhouette of a human figure, and other traces left on the wall. trace.
Hmm... no matter how many times I rewatch it, it always ends up being this one.
The deceased was suicide.
The specific cause of death was that the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the temple, killing him with one shot, and the strike was extremely decisive and unwavering.
Zhu Fujingguang's empty hand slowly stretched forward, and his fingertips first touched the most obvious bloodstain on the wall.
This is the source of the spray of blood mist. It is conceivable that the deceased was leaning back here exhaustedly, with his head raised back as much as possible, as if he had watched the sky for the last time in his life—it should be the night sky, and then He raised his gun, found the right position impartially, and fired.
Because the head is very close to the wall, there is a blood mark with friction marks left here.
It felt hard to the touch, and the dried blood had been left for at least half a year, but miraculously, Zhu Fu Jingguang saw the redness in his eyes.
Even though several layers of dust had accumulated on the roof of the building, and the torrential rain washed it away unceremoniously, the blood on the wall was still as bright as it had just fallen a moment ago.
It seems that the color was deliberately left as the last bit of proof of the existence of the deceased. It is not so much the scene of the death, or it is a ghost story in progress.
Zhu Fu Jingguang was not frightened.
He looked at it for a while as if he forgot to blink, and squatted until his legs became numb. Kenji on the other end of the phone thought that something had happened to him when he suddenly dropped the line, and called his name nervously. Zhise: "No, I'm fine, let's talk about this death scene..."
"The height and shape of the deceased are basically the same as mine."
After Zhu Fu Jingguang said this sentence, he fell silent.
It is possible to remove the "basic" and change the rhetoric, but it is still no problem, but there is still some room for conjecture without actual evidence... In fact, it is not necessary. In less than 10 minutes, everyone has almost guessed a point.
"Bang!"
With great force, Datehang finally pulled open the driver's side door of the small car with a sunken front, bent down and sat in unceremoniously, with the car key inserted in the key fob. roar.
"Jing, you go downstairs and wait. The car I picked up here can still drive. I'm close to you. Come and pick you up first."
"Okay, but—the car you picked up?"
"Yeah, I just picked it up on the side of the road. No one cares about it, and the traffic police brigade can't get through, so I just drove away."
To put it simply, Date Airlines has omitted some details.
He appeared from the hospital in the blink of an eye and appeared on the side of the road. Apart from passers-by with the same expressions on the sidewalk, the first thing he saw was a dilapidated car parked in front of him.
Jing's side is the scene of death, and his side is the scene of a car accident, but the driver and the pedestrian who were hit by the accident are nowhere to be seen, the blood spots left by the pedestrian's injury are still on the road, and the vehicle that caused the accident has been parked crookedly on the side of the road for an unknown amount of time. The top was covered with dust and fallen leaves, but no one came to deal with it.
car accident.
It overlapped with the recurring nightmare he had had for the past three years.
It's just that the location is different, and the vehicles rushing are also different. The only thing that is the same may be...
"Huh? Isn't that Shinichi?"
When Datehang was about to drive, two high school students approached on the sidewalk in front of them. The girl among them seemed to be complaining to the boy who was traveling with her. Training.
High school student detective Kudo Shinichi is an old acquaintance of their investigation department. Conan, who became Conan after taking APTX4869, also often deals with Datehang. Ask for news.
The window of the car was rolled down, and the head was poked halfway. Kudo Shinichi and Mori Ran just walked to the side of the car, and met the eyes of Date.
Date Hang's greeting stuck in his mouth.
The familiar detective glanced at him with the eyes of a stranger, then turned his head quickly, continued talking with his childhood sweetheart, and walked forward without stopping.
"..."
Itahang watched them go away, and after a long while, he shook his head helplessly, and drove to pick up Zhu Fu Jingguang.
Not long after, the unlucky foursome who had drifted to an unknown place met. They were relatively silent for a long time, and finally they all sighed together.
"We have to find a way quickly. We can say that when the squad leader was thrown over, my sister-in-law was still in the hospital."
"I'm not too worried about Natalie. Qianmu and Zero probably didn't come over. With them around, nothing will happen to my wife and children. The problem is—"
"..."
"Perhaps since Xiaoqianmu came back, we are destined to be unable to get rid of supernatural events..."
"Be more precise, as long as you unilaterally believe that it is a supernatural event, there is science in resurrection and rejuvenation... Forget it, I didn't say it."
"Are we time-traveling or are we collectively dreaming? Hey, by the way, have you seen the popular drama recently? It's about elite detectives traveling through time and space, going back to ten years before the beginning of the serial murder case, and starting to solve the case from scratch... "
"I'm sorry, I work overtime every day and don't have time to watch TV. Besides, traveling through time and space—it's too fantasy, how can you wear it casually, and bring the four of us neatly as soon as you wear it, without random selection? "
"If this is a dream..."
"Whose dream do you think it will be?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang asked a good question.
The other three fell into deep thought at the same time.
"..."
"..."
"I don't know, I can't guess it, and I don't really want to... guess."
The four of them formed a table and sat by the window of the Poirot Café downstairs of the Maori Detective Agency. The freshly brewed coffee was left untouched on the table, and it was already cold.
There is a recruitment notice for part-timers hanging outside the coffee shop, and the menu sent by the clerk is very simple, and there is no legendary sandwich blessed by the sandwich god.
"There are no Internet cafes anymore."
"The blond black-skinned worker with a fake smile is not there either."
"Then what are we going to do? What should we do?"
"Go back to work?"
"...It's still a damn job now! Whether the Metropolitan Police Department still has our desk is a problem."
The situation became anxious.
The four brawny men crossed their arms, with serious or gloomy expressions, sometimes as unpredictable as the rain in June. The shop assistant was awed by this frightening aura, and she glanced here, as if thinking Should you call the police?
Should it?Maybe you should call the police just in case?These four guests are so imposing, it's hard not to suspect that they will explode at any time and do incredible things...
"Buzz!"
--Appeared!
When someone's mobile phone vibrated, the four big men at the table suddenly changed their colors, jumped up, and rushed towards the source of the sound like wolves and tigers.
"Don't steal mine!"
Matsuda Jinpei retrieved his mobile phone with his superb typing speed, turned down the volume to the level that the four of them could only hear when they were close together, and pressed it to play, which was the embodiment of their friendship.
The caller ID appeared on the screen that lit up, and the name of the note should theoretically be "Qianmu" changed from "Jiang Qiyuan", but what he and others saw in the blink of an eye was not these two words, but... "Ke Thor consultant"?
Matsuda Jinhei's hand was too fast, and he swiped away the caller's notes as soon as they flashed, so that they were pulled away before they had time to think about it.
"Hello."
It seems that some details are not right, but it is indeed Qian Mu's voice!
"You are now in a parallel world."
Sure enough, he came too, but why did he speak so politely... huh?
"You guys in this world are busy with other things and don't have time to meet with Zero. His recent ups and downs in mood have tended to be straight, lack of nutritional intake, and decreased sleep quality, which has affected his health to a certain extent."
…………ah? !
Suddenly, the brains of the four people who got straight to the point were short-circuited for ten seconds.
The relatively scientific world suddenly leaps into the magical parallel universe, and even the flying police dog who tore up the script by hand can't stand it by surprise.
"You guys are awake, you've arrived in a parallel world" can you say it directly?Impossible, at least to pave the way... Wait, there is still that tone like reciting the medical examination data in a straightforward manner!
Yuan Qianmu himself is speaking?People who are depressed and lead to a health crisis, are they talking about falling to zero?
No, what is this all about? ? ?
"Qianmu? You are joking with us again, right? This joke is not funny at all. Stop playing, we—"
"Can I ask you to accompany him?"
"Accompany... Zero? No, are you serious? That guy, Zero, was promoted so fast that he was so busy during the day that he listened to your words at night and didn't stay up all night. You don't need us to accompany you. You want him not to be depressed and get rid of his debts At once……"
"Can you stay with him for a while?"
"..."
The four looked at each other, and found similar astonishment and bewilderment that was incomprehensible for a while from the faces of their friends.
I can't figure out the situation, and I don't understand what's going on at all, but there is an indescribable depression and dullness, which is already weighing heavily on my heart.
The owner of the flat voice seemed to be "requesting" them solemnly, but in fact he was not talking to them at all.
He was just talking to himself, ignoring all their thoughts.
It was as if he was suddenly cut off by a close friend, unable to touch him at all, very uncomfortable... But on the contrary, a ball of fire spontaneously arose in my heart.
Although they are still skeptical about the "parallel world" so far, this does not affect their keen awareness that the "Consultant Ketor" on the other end of the phone is the key to this unexpected situation.
In order to find out the truth, the four set a preliminary course of action while they were in contact with each other.
The person on the other side asked the third time flatly and without any waves: "Can you go and accompany Zero?"
"Okay, where is Zero?"
"He is still working in the office now."
"Okay, got it, let's go now." As soon as Matsuda Jinpei finished answering, he immediately took a step closer: "Where are you? We can't just go, you have to go together."
"Beep-beep-"
The phone hung up, and the other party didn't seem to hear his last question.
"........."
The four of them stared at Matsuda Jinpei's innocent cell phone, choking enough.
Strange to say, not only did they feel suffocated, they really wanted to catch a cat to vent their anger, but they also seemed to catch something familiar...
"One night I dreamed of returning to the opening day of the police academy." Hagiwara Kenji said quietly.
The other three: "..."
"Okay... Guy, I really feel this way. I think of that classmate Yuan Qianmu who was not allowed in by strangers back then."
"That's not right. This is obviously more difficult than it was back then. Qian Mu was cold back then, and he said honorifics when he disliked us. When talking to him, he would look people in the eye and reply."
"...It was so hard to get through the customs all the way, and now it's cleared for us and reopened? And reopened a hell difficulty start?"
"........."
"Zhen Ping, why don't you see someone later, go up and punch him first? Maybe it will have a miraculous effect."
"Why don't you give him a punch and see if he hits you with a backhand." Matsuda Jinpei got angry and scratched the curly hair that he hadn't seen for a long time, "People may not come, damn, it's impossible to really Parallel... Tsk, forget it, let's go and see what's going on with Zero first."
Police Department.
The office of the "Zero" team.
"Mr. Jiang Gu, excuse me, you'd better... rest for a while."
Kazami Yuya brought back the instant coffee he bought from the vending machine, and when he placed it lightly in front of his boss, he couldn't help persuading him again: "I've already sorted the documents I just brought, and I don't need to deal with this part today. .”
"It's okay, I'll get off work after I read it." The blond man replied without raising his head, there is no need to say the rest, Kazami Yu also knew very well that he couldn't persuade this boss.
There are only two stacks of documents, and with the work efficiency of the boss, they can be processed in less than an hour—one hour is enough to complete the work of the team for a week.
Yes, although Group Zero is a secret elite group affiliated to the public security, the workload on weekdays is not large, and the total amount is divided into each day, which is especially leisurely. If the work is completed in one go, the remaining days of the week, It seemed like there was nothing else to do but sit in the office and doze off.
As the team leader, Ling is the type who is used to finishing the work in one go without procrastinating and accumulating.
However, he worked so hard on the first day not for the sake of the remaining six days of leisure. On the contrary, when he had no work to do, he would come to the office on time every day. stay morning till night.
Zero is a restless man.
But he never seemed particularly busy.
Sometimes his subordinates would quietly guess that Team Leader Jiang Gu sat at an empty desk, turned on the computer, read a file that had been viewed hundreds of times over and over again, and watched the same blurred video frame by frame countless times. When he paused at a picture, and his eyes stayed still for a long time at the moment when the Ferris wheel exploded, what was he thinking in his mind.
It should not be dissatisfied with the status quo, but also want to make greater contributions to catch a bomber who has escaped so far and has not been found.
He has a handsome appearance, and was promoted to a few police ranks at a young age. Most of the credit for destroying the world's largest terrorist organization belongs to him. You don't need to look forward to know that there is a bright future waiting for him.
When a policeman can reach this point, his resume is perfect enough, even if he is lax all day long, no one will accuse him explicitly.
By the way, his friends are also leaders in the police field, such as bomb disposal experts, ace detectives from the search department, elites from the Ministry of Public Security next door... Team leader Jiang Gu often met with them more than half a year ago.
Elites from various fields stood together, with their shoulders crossed and their backs hunched, their brows brimming with high spirits, and Team Leader Jiang Gu's smile never disappeared, making others envious of their friendship.
But it's also a bit strange, they haven't seen each other very much recently, it's not that the team leader's friends suddenly became busy, but the team leader himself somehow prefers to stay in the office and not go out, rather than spend time on fun.
"Proper relaxation is good, especially..."
"Work without difficulty is equivalent to relaxation. Kazami, help me bring back the archives that were returned to the archives last week. I need to confirm some details."
"...Yes, please wait a moment."
Kazami Yu also left helplessly, as if Zero, who had not slept all night, was still buried in the documents, and occasionally took a sip of coffee, without delaying his sight, and quickly scanned the lines of bold text.
The concentration of dark circles under his eyes was exaggerated enough, but compared with his overall mental outlook, it was not prominent at all.
Zero has been resting well for the past three years, never going to bed late, let alone staying up all night.
He has been sitting in the office for a long time and never forgets to keep exercising. His outstanding skills have not been wasted. Coupled with a diet with fixed meal times and careful ingredients, it is impossible for him to slump.
—Indeed, he must be healthy, strong and well-proportioned, with strong limbs and full cheeks.
Burnout, or in other words... the "numbness" that I have gotten used to and will no longer stir up waves, is hidden very close to the soul, and naturally cannot be seen on the surface.
Kazami Yuya hasn't come back yet, but Zero has already processed all the documents.
He tidied up the scattered papers on the table in silence, and wanted to get up, but the palm that was pressing on the transfer handle was a little bit harder, and then loosened.
He was the only one in the office, and Zero was sitting here, waiting for Kazami to bring things over.
Kazami Yuu is also back.
However, he didn't bring the dusty file that the team leader asked for. After entering the door, he quickly said consciously: "Mr. Tell me, please—cough, rush downstairs right now, and turn on your phone by the way."
"..."
His gray-purple eyes, which were as dusty as dust, were darker than usual, and he seemed to subconsciously want to refuse, but he stopped halfway, and it turned into an "um" of unknown meaning.
"Now, right now, right now... okay, at least the way of saying it is different this time."
His expression didn't change, he got up to leave, but forgot to bring the suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair.
Kazami Yu also hurriedly took the coat, hurried to catch up and handed it to him, took it zero, thanked him, and didn't intend to wear it, so he just went down to the ground floor.
The cold wind outside was blowing in, and Zero, who was only wearing a shirt, appeared at the gate of the police station, in stark contrast to the four waiting outside with their arms folded and their thick coats ready.
"?"
Seeing this Zero for the first time, Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned and clenched his fists automatically.
The reason for "this zero"... well, there are some things that you don't believe even if you say it, but you can understand it faster by seeing it yourself.
This zero is not their default zero.
To put it bluntly, he is "Jiang Gu Ling", but he is not the Jiang Gu Ling who was jokingly said a few days ago, with a good complexion and a bright face.
This zero can instantly harden Zhu Fu Jingguang's fist, which is heartbroken for young tame dye, and can make the other three stunned for a second. It is extremely suspected that Zero also has a brother who looks exactly like him.
After a while of reaction, all of them were furious, and it was no longer a question of wanting to beat someone up.
"Down! Valley! Zero!"
The angry gentle young tame ran first: "You...you really can piss me off with your strength no matter where you are—"
"Jing, where's Qianmu?" Ling looked at him impartially.
"Is Yuan Qianmu still not here?" He looked directly at everyone, and the tone of his question was exactly the same as that of "Consultant Ketor" when he asked them.
His eyes were empty, he saw them, but he didn't seem to see them.
Zhu Fu Jingguang froze for some reason, his pupils constricted, and he strode forward. Yi Dahang pressed his shoulders, his brows were furrowed, and he couldn't speak for a while.
Hagiwara Kenji grabbed Matsuda Jinpei who was more excited than Jing.
"Wait, Xiaozhenping, the zero situation is really a bit..."
The man with the strongest insight frowned and stared at this zero for a while.
Zero is not like that Qianmu, who has been unable to get a reply for a long time, and will continue to repeat it a third time.
After asking twice, he stopped asking, and regardless of the four people in the same period who were staring at him, he turned his head and walked towards the garage as if nothing had happened.
"zero!"
Hagiwara Kenji shouted from behind: "What are you doing so fast, stop and listen to the words! Qianmu wants us to come and accompany you!"
"..."
"........."
The blond man walking in front reacted.
He was half a beat slow before turning around slowly.
Still haven't looked at them.
The dead air around the blond man disappeared, his expression changed, and his eyes also changed suddenly at this moment, flashing in his eyes were ungraspable pain, sadness, and anger that had been suppressed for too long to erupt.
"Yuanqianmu...you are here, you have been looking at me, haven't you!"
"Yuan Qianmu!"
He gritted his teeth tightly enough to drive a normal person crazy, but he also restored the true appearance of "Jiang Gu Ling".
"Do you think these... haha, do you think that I really have...?"
"Come out! I want to see you!!!"
His emotions fluctuated violently, and the various values that can be used as the criteria for judging "vitality" rose rapidly. The body that stayed "outside" also showed a positive reaction.
"..."
Want to "go in"?
In addition to this slightly valuable reason, you can also obtain important living data through actual contact, so as to prepare for preventing similar situations from happening again in the future.
After thinking for a while, the person hiding in the dark decided to make an exception.
Although he doesn't understand.
I really can't understand the reason for the huge change. It seems to have something to do with those four people, but it doesn't seem to...
However, if they met once, they could save the fragile Zero from the brink of death.