The robbers are premeditated actions, otherwise they will not easily open the door of the bank vault. There must be an internal response to this.

Relying on the shade of his sunglasses, Matsuda Jin calmly glanced at all the hostages in bank uniforms. It's just that it's hard to tell which of them it is in a short period of time.

Cheng Qigong knew the name, because in his field of vision, all the robbers were marked with red names, which were particularly conspicuous.

Among the bank employees who were squatting on the ground and shivering, there was a prominent red name.

However, the appearance of Makoto Shichigiya himself is too conspicuous, and the robbers will also subconsciously focus on him, and it is not easy to slowly lean over.

Yet another plot character should have none of his troubles. Nanami Makoto glanced at Matsuda Jinhei.

"Is everything moved up?" The robbers watched as they filled the trunk.

"Yes." Robber C and Robber D, who were responsible for carrying the money, said in unison.

The leader nodded and focused his attention on the hostages who were holding their heads and squatting on the ground in panic.

"Boss, what about these people?" Robber A came over, "Do you want to kill them all?"

"Hmph, if they are all killed, they will definitely be pursued by the police like flies that smell meat." The robber leader glanced at him, "Take two hostages and go, they won't dare to chase us at will."

Qi Gongcheng secretly put the wide hood of his coat over his head, although he knew that the robber A was big The probability will be held as a hostage, but if you go out like this, you may be photographed with your big face and appear on the news screen that can be seen by people all over the country as a victim.

Thinking about that scene, Zhongyuan Zhong would also laugh at him for losing the face of the gang. So keep it covered as much as possible.

Sure enough, Cheng Qigong was the first to be named by the robbers, and the other named was a red-named employee wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

He does a good job of acting, and he doesn't look like he's one of the robbers' accomplices at all.

Both Qigong Makoto and him were searched, and all the dangerous items on their bodies, including key chains, were randomly thrown on the ground. Fortunately, it was only a business trip to Tokyo this time, and Makoto Nanami kept his usual guns in Hong Kong. He didn't bring them out. Otherwise, there is no way to explain it when it is found at this time.

The boy raised his arms obediently and followed the robbers out.

Maybe because he was too nervous, he suddenly fell forward, half kneeling on the ground and standing up again.

"Don't keep up!" Robber B pushed him, originally wanting to use 100% strength, but he subconsciously relaxed his hands when he thought of his face.

Because of the large number of people, they split into two cars. The two "hostages" were placed in separate vehicles. The leader of the robbers and the robbers A and B who were responsible for deterring the crowd were in the same car with Makoto Nanami.

Huge amounts of cash were packed into the trunks of both vehicles.

As a hostage, Makoto Nanami sat in the back seat next to Robber A, who pointed a gun at him. Robber B is in charge of the car, while the leader is in the passenger seat.

The two cars drove smoothly towards the outside of the bank, all the robbers breathed a sigh of relief for a while, and the corner of Makoto Shichinomiya's mouth rose slightly when no one was paying attention.

inside the bank.

Matsuda Jinping opened the note in his palm, which was secretly stuffed to him when the boy fell.

There is only one sentence above.

All the hostages were taken over by the police, Matsuda Jinhei called the police officer in charge and said: "There is only one hostage, and it is in the second car. There is a high probability that the bank employee in the first car has a problem. ."

He hung up the phone, and as a police member of the Tokyo Security Department's mobile team and a witness to the robbery incident, Matsuda Jinping quickly entered the role.

The young man with soft curly hair put the sunglasses back on the bridge of his nose, and after telling his colleagues the information, he started his car, and he stepped on the accelerator all the way.

The car rushed out like an arrow from the string. At the same time, he turned on the radio in the car and tuned to the channel where the reporter reported the incident.

As he continued to speed up, after a few nice drifts, the vehicle belonging to the robber finally came into his sight.

After receiving the unclear information from his subordinates, the police officer in charge scratched his hair irritably, "This guy Matsuda has suddenly acted without authorization."

Because they were worried that the robbers would tear up the ticket, the police car could not directly pursue them, and could only maintain a period of time. Not a short distance followed. If the hostages were in greater danger, they might have to give in even to that extent.

"Go and investigate the stuff of the bank employee who was taken away." He messaged the other police officers who remained at the bank. If it is confirmed that there is a problem with that employee, the number of hostages will be reduced and the pressure on the police to keep up will also be reduced.

Inside the bank robber's car.

Under the hood of his coat, Makoto Nanami turned his attention to Robber A, who was pointing his gun at him. If Robber A hadn't forced him to take off his mask, the situation would not have been so serious.

"The third iron law of the port gangsters is," Makoto Shichinomiya said suddenly, his voice clear and calm, "if you are attacked, you must pay back twice as much."

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Robber A put the muzzle of the gun on the boy's face, his eyes fierce.

But he saw the other party flip back the hood he was wearing, revealing silver-gray hair like smoke and a thrilling face. He lightly lowered the muzzle of the gun, turned his head and smiled lightly at himself.

Robber A's pupils suddenly opened up, and his eyes stopped moving, turning into inorganic ashes. He fell over here, and was pushed and pulled by Makoto Nanami, the corpse's head was leaning back on the seat cushion.

The two robbers in front were completely unaware of the problem. Because in their sight, it was the boy who bowed his head and shivered after being threatened by his companions.

Ahead is an emergency curve, perhaps a guilty conscience after the robbery, and both cars belonging to the robbers are driving at high speed. Nanami Makoto slightly distorted the driver's perspective, making him realize that the car in front was moving farther and farther, and the line of sight was straight.

Robber A wondered why the companion in front was driving so fast, but without thinking too much, he increased the gear and pressed the accelerator down.

On the other hand, Makoto Shichinomiya pulled the seat belt and quickly buckled it, and at the same time pulled the body of the robber next to him to block it.

"Boom!" A huge crash sounded, and the two cars in the corner rear-ended heavily.

The robber B, whose vision was restored to normal, frantically stepped on the brakes, and the tires rubbed against the asphalt road making a sharp and shrill sound.

The car in front was hit directly over the guardrail and fell from a high altitude into the sea below.

The car where Makoto Shichinomiya was in was spinning randomly on the ground a few times. During this high-speed movement and the world was spinning, Makoto Nanami used the kidnapper's hand to accurately hit the corner of the fuel tank from the inside of the car. .

The moment the car stopped, Nanami Makoto opened the door as fast as possible, and used all his strength to pounce out.

A violent explosion sounded behind him, and the huge shock wave made Makoto Shichinomiya fall forward. Even after adjusting his posture, he rolled a few times on the green belt next to him.

This kind of scene always made him have a feeling of deja vu.

Nanami Makoto tried to get up from the ground. Just then, a car suddenly stopped beside him.

The man wearing sunglasses came out, glanced at the exploding vehicle, and first helped the boy who fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" The man supported him and looked up and down.

Cheng Qigong straightened up following the opponent's strength. Fortunately, his muscles and bones were functioning normally, but there were some inevitable bruises.

At this time, vehicles belonging to the police also stopped one after another around, and a cordon was drawn.

In the vehicle after the explosion, they tried to rescue the robbers inside, but the body inside was burnt to black.

The robbers who fell into the sea were even more ferocious, because their car had the windows open all around, and after falling into the sea at high altitude, the robbers who were shocked by the shock were filled with sea water before they could react. the roof.

The police are trying to find a way to send a boat to try to salvage them.

Makoto Qigong doesn't feel guilty about it. Whether it's for self-defense or the other party's skillful killing during robbery, his hands must have been contaminated with the lives of many innocent people. Again, he has always abide by the iron and steel of Hong Kong. law.

There is no valid evidence left, and no one knows what happened except Makoto Nanami himself.

The police are indeed very puzzled. They have not had time to take measures, and the prisoner has committed suicide?

The only clues that can be inquired at present are from this "hostage" who was taken away by the robbers.

Makoto Qigong followed the police back to take notes, and he acted like a real fourteen-year-old boy with a lingering panic and confusion.

Although his face was covered in black and gray, it might still bear a psychological shadow. The boy subconsciously covered most of his appearance with a hat, revealing only the delicate lower half of his face. The melancholy appearance suddenly caused the motherhood of the members of the Metropolitan Police Department to overflow, and soon someone brought tissue and hot chocolate for him.

Matsuda Jinping habitually lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. As the first person to come here, he was standing outside the crowd who greeted the victim at this moment, and his expression behind the sunglasses revealed a faint thought.

The development of things was unexpected, and it also made him feel intuitively inconsistent.

Makoto Shichinomiya was rushed to the medical staff to temporarily treat the wound, and then got into the vehicle to the police station.

As soon as he got into the back seat, he saw the other half of the car door open, and then the police officer named Matsuda Jinping sat next to him, with a faint smell of tobacco on his body.

The policewoman who originally wanted to sit next to the frightened teenage hostage and do her comfort job looked at the man who quickly sat up and fell into deep thought: "... Officer Matsuda?"

"I was the first to find him, so you should be concerned at this time. The victim's mental health, I'm very good at this, so you can drive." Matsuda Jinping, who grabbed the opponent's seat, said without any guilt.

When the female police officer switched to the driver's seat with suspicion, Matsuda Jinhei asked, "So, how did you find out that the employee was an accomplice of the robber?

" The text message sent over said that evidence of employee collusion with robbers had been found.

The black hood covered the upper half of the boy's face well. He was holding the hot chocolate that the policewoman had bought for him in both hands, his chin buried in the collar of his clothes, and his voice was soft.

"Because it was the employee who pressed the alarm button in the first place, and before that I saw them exchanging strange gestures with each other. So there is this kind of speculation."

Who would have thought that the efficiency of the police is so low, after learning that Even after a car was full of gangsters, a plan could not be made in time. Qi Gongcheng had no choice but to do it himself.

"Later, the employee was squatting with his colleagues, but he kept looking around to observe the people around him." Although what Makoto Shichinomiya said was true, the process of deducing the other party as a robber was completely nonsense.

Just push back on the premise that the other party is the robber, and then tell the reason behind it to Matsuda Jinping next to him.

However, is it really okay for the fluorescent light on the top of the policeman's head to flicker?

He remembered that the speculation about this situation on the forum was that the plot characters might die, so the game gave the player a hint.

Soon, the police car stopped at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department, and Makoto Shichinomiya was brought in as a witness in the case to make a transcript.

Because of the particularity of the incident, Nanami Makoto was asked to repeat the entire process of the incident.

"Halfway through, the robber next to me pointed the gun at me again. I was very scared at the time, so I wanted to block it with my hand..." He said intermittently, with a low look on his face, making the responsible person ask questions. The police officers couldn't bear to scold him.

"And then?" The police officer lowered his voice.

"Of course...then his gun went off." The young man seemed to cover his face unbearably, but the blue eyes under the hood were calm, and the inner pattern was blue and deep.

"The driver stepped on the accelerator, and the car hit the car in front. It was very chaotic after that..." Nanami Makoto seemed to say incoherently.

Because he was a "victim" and what he said was indeed in line with the investigation at the scene, the police didn't think much about it. At most, they thought that the robbers were really unlucky.

By the time the record was over, it was already the beginning of the lanterns outside, and night fell.

Makoto Shichinomiya was surrounded by the bodyguards who had been waiting outside the police station early, and the leading bodyguards opened the back door of the black commercial vehicle for him.

Matsuda Jinping was smoking a cigarette and leaning against the glass door outside the police station with his arms folded, his whispered words disappeared with the wind.

"The young master of a big family...?"

Those bodyguards didn't look like ordinary people. However, there are indeed gray practitioners who wash their hands in gold and turn into bodyguards...

The part of the case that needs him is over, Matsuda Jinping no longer thinks about it, but turns around and leaves the police station, and goes home from work as usual .

At this time, he didn't know how he would usher in the next morning.

Makoto Shichinomiya was taken back to the hotel by the members of Hong Kong Hei, and the atmosphere in the carriage was quiet. He waved his hand to express his indifference to the trembling apology of his subordinates.

——After all, he was unlucky to encounter a bank robbery.

It's just that the afternoon that I finally freed up to relax has disappeared, and I will be returning to Yokohama tomorrow morning.

And the policeman with the flashing name on his head is also of concern. Judging from the young appearance of the other party, he will not die young, right?

Since the other party is the first person to catch up to save him, and he is still a plot character who can obtain survival points, Makoto Nanami has a good impression of him and does not want such a person to lose his life.

If you think about it, there is only one way.

At seven o'clock in the morning, there was no emergency dispatch mission, Matsuda Jinping got up, tidied up the bed in the bedroom, and went into the bathroom to wash.

However, just halfway through brushing, there was a loud noise in the bedroom, mixed with the crisp sound of glass breaking.

Matsuda Jinping frowned, and his high-level action force made his expression instantly serious.

Could it be a revenge attack by some prisoner?

The curly-haired youth picked up the broom placed in the bathroom as a weapon, leaned sideways slowly against the door, and listened intently to the movement outside.

It was very quiet, as if the loud noise just now was just his illusion. Not even the footsteps of a possible prisoner.

After a long while, Matsuda Jinhei opened the bathroom door and looked out. In the limited field of vision, everything was normal. But the police did not let their guard down.

He opened the door, took a cautious step forward, and the entire bedroom suddenly fell into his sight.

Empty.

Only the red solid wood box with the whole broken glass and the board placed on his bed shows a full sense of existence.

——By the way, a lot of broken glass was also scattered on his bed.

It seemed that the box had smashed through the window and fell in directly from the outside.

However, the bedroom he lives in is on the second floor of the apartment, which is also the top floor, and the surrounding are all bungalows, and there are no buildings that exceed the height of the bedroom.

How on earth did this wooden box get thrown in?

Matsuda Jinping looked serious. His long-term work unit was the explosives disposal team of the Mobile Team of the Police Department. It was difficult for him to have a similar association of "this is actually a bomb" when the box appeared inexplicably.

However, since such a violent vibration did not produce an explosion after throwing it over, it means that there is no danger for the time being.

Matsuda Jinping put down the broom, walked over to the box, and leaned over to check its condition.

The metal buckle in the center of the case doesn't look difficult to open. Matsuda Jinping put his fingers on it and gently pressed the square in the center to pull it out.

With a slight "click" sound, the wooden box was opened.

Jinhei Matsuda cautiously and slowly opened the lid of the box. But as the angle of the opening got bigger and bigger, the speed at which he opened it became faster and faster.

The contents of the box were finally revealed.

The juvenile doll dressed in gorgeous costumes quietly curled up on the soft white cloth inside the box, and the exposed arms and calves were as white and tender as lotus roots.

He closed his eyes -

Matsuda Jinhei had to use "he" to describe it, because the face of this doll was so exquisitely crafted that it looked too human.

The blond hair was scattered around his cheeks, and the long eyelashes like crow feathers cast a shadow on the eyelids.