Chapter 653 Sato: Is your hotel serious?

"But where do these bombs come from?"

Fujino stood up, looked down at the explosives scattered on the ground in front of him, and the dismantled timer, and couldn't help but reveal his dead eyes.

The explosive types of these bombs are all C4.

And the quantity was considerable, filling five gasoline drums.

To be honest, Fujino was a little confused as to where these rice flower people got the bombs.

And it's a C4 bomb.

With these five gasoline barrels of C4, it is estimated that even if a mold base is emptied, it would not be enough.

Now you tell me that an ordinary bomber can do it?

And not only is the source of the bombs terrifying to think about, the bombs themselves are terrifying enough.

Think about those pet boxes and pipes that can blow up a big hole...

Fujino felt that if a bomb of this magnitude really exploded, the entire Teidan High School would be blown up.

Even if it does not directly contact the building on top, the shock wave generated is enough to break the surrounding foundations.

Buildings on top of basements are naturally not immune.

The worst-case scenario is that the entire teaching building collapses, and the students inside who return to school will naturally be crushed to death by the building...

Is this really what a bomber can do?

How did one person move these five gasoline barrel bombs here?

I'm afraid it's not another rice flower Saiyan, right?

Moreover, no one suspects that there are so many gasoline barrels, which is quite impressive.

Could it be that the old security guard didn't do anything but target him at the door?

All I can say is that it is indeed the stage of rice cakes called Gotham Rice Krispies!

"It has been detected that the host has completed a system task and the system reward has been distributed. Please check it carefully!"

At this time, a system prompt suddenly sounded, interrupting Fujino's thoughts.

Fujino stretched, squatted down, put away the bombs and explosives on the ground, as well as detonator timers, hammers, wrenches, electric drills, electric saws and other materials, and opened the system interface:

[System mission: 12 million hostages

Mission summary: The bomber took revenge on the police. More than two police officers were killed in the line of duty. The bomber seemed to have a twisted hatred for the police because his accomplice was killed...

mission target:

One: Defuse a bomb planted by the bomber

Second: Defuse another bomb planted by the bomber; completed

Third: Find and deal with bomb criminals (no restrictions on handling methods)

mission rewards:

One: 5 detective coins, 5 million yen, 500 bomb master professional experience points

Part 2: 5 detective coins, 5 million yen, 500 bomb master professional experience points; completed

Third: 10 detective coins, 10 million yen (in addition, experience rewards will be distributed according to the host’s handling methods)]

[Task reward two: 5 detective coins, 5 million yen, 500 bomb master professional experience points have been distributed]

"This incident seems to be able to make me a lot of money..."

Fujino glanced at the system interface, closed it with emotion, then turned around and left the sports warehouse in the basement, released the black status, and disappeared into the dim corridor of the basement.

In addition to the twenty detective coins and the reward of twenty million yen, in his opinion, the more important thing was the bombs.

After all, so many bombs are enough for him to use for two and a half years.

It is estimated that even if he blows up all the winery strongholds in Tokyo that he has investigated now, it will be more than enough.

…………

the next day.

After a night of running around, the specific location of the bomb was not found. Even if something was found, it was just a prank left by the bomber.

At seven o'clock in the morning, in a cafe on the streets of Tokyo.

"Hah!"

"Very sleepy……"

At the dining table by the window, a few little dogs were sitting on the seats, yawning one after another, and everyone was holding a cup of coffee in their hands.

"Huhu..."

Ayumi had already fallen asleep, with her chin pressed on the dining table, her nose exhaling slightly, and a trace of drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.

"Huh..."

Haihara Ai covered Cherry's little mouth. The dark circles under her eyes had slightly climbed up. Then she couldn't help but yawned and asked Miwako Sato who was sitting opposite: "Isn't there anything at the baseball field?"

"Well, it does sound strange. I've already searched it and found nothing at all, not even a prank."

Miwako Sato held the fax paper in her hand and looked at it carefully: "Obviously this notice is directing the police towards the baseball field, but when we actually go to the baseball field, there are no clues. On the contrary, there are many things hidden on the tram. A prank bomb, even if you want to fool the police, should be fake like on a tram..."

"He must have thought that our police would not go to the baseball field to look for him, so he didn't leave anything behind, right?"

Takagi also yawned, "After all, it's not the baseball season. If there are no large-scale games, there is no possibility that gangsters would want to attack a place like the baseball field."

"well……"

Sato Miwako put away the fax and looked at everyone: "The children seem to be very sleepy, and there is no way to continue searching like this."

"Um."

Takagi nodded in agreement: "They have followed me since last night and ran towards the place where the bomb might be installed. They didn't sleep a wink all night."

"In that case, Takagi, please send those children home first, then go back to the headquarters to have a sleep, and then meet up with the Megure Police Department."

Sato Miwako looked at Takagi Wataru and confessed, then looked at Fujino and asked: "Fujino, I remember that you seemed to have started school today and you didn't sleep last night. Is it okay to continue?"

"It's okay, I'll just call Mr. Hiratsuka and ask for leave later."

Fujino waved his hand first, took off his coat, and covered the back of Ayumi's orange skirt who was asleep.

Then he looked at Miwako Sato with slightly narrowed eyes and said suspiciously: "But Sato, you haven't forgotten that Brother Megure asked me to follow you... Are you trying to sneak away while I'm not paying attention?" Lose?"

"Ahem, where is it?"

Sato Miwako coughed lightly: "I'm just worried that if you are in a trance due to lack of sleep, something will happen to you."

"Then don't worry."

Fujino crossed his arms across his chest and said seriously: "For me, a night owl of more than 20 years, it is commonplace to monitor the client's target coming out of the hotel. It's just a matter of staying up late. There is no problem at all."

"Forehead……"

Sato Miwako looked at the person who was telling lies seriously and was silent for a moment.

By the way, you're only eighteen years old. How come you're a night owl who's over twenty years old? You've been staying up late since your mother's womb, right?

And what this old night owl is monitoring, his experience coming out of the hotel, etc...

Is your hotel serious?