Start signing in from Mihua Special Street

"Team 5 is ready, arrive at the designated staircase!".

"Team 3 is ready, arrive at the designated escalator entrance!".

"Team 6 is on standby at all times, always supporting teams 3 and 5!"

...

Outside the Rice Flower Department Store, the police have blocked all the nearby melon-eating people from the cordon, and the mobile team and explosion-proof team of the Metropolitan Police Department have all been put in place.

As soon as the order is given, they will immediately start to act!

"Buzz ——!

".

With a loud grinding sound, a police car sped from a distance, standing on the side of the road.

The door opened, revealing a fat man in a hat and an orange trench coat and a tall, handsome woman.

It was the head of the Metropolitan Police Department's Search Division 1, Twilight Thirteen, and his subordinate Miwako Sato!

"Sato, you know everything, right? What do you think?" lowered the brim of his hat that was blown by the autumn wind, and a wave of irritation appeared on the face of the Twilight Police Department.

There are more and more cases in Tokyo!

The previous bank robbery was still in the process of collecting evidence

Unexpectedly, there was a direct explosion intimidation case now, which directly caused the anger of the above.

So he deliberately issued a death order, and he must be allowed to handle this case well.

It's really a boss's mouth, and a subordinate runs and breaks his leg...

"The police department, the first thing to consider is the authenticity of the bomb!" Miwako Sato looked solemnly at the rice department store that had been isolated, and continued to add

"But we also have to be prepared for everything!"

"That's true!" the Twilight Police Department nodded thoughtfully.

He understood what Miwako Sato meant.

While Tokyo has some loopholes to smuggle dangerous goods, there are too many bomb yields to hold a floor hostage.

The average suspect simply doesn't have that kind of route.

What's more, if a bomb of such a yield entered Tokyo, it was impossible for the police not to have received any news.

However, even if the authenticity of the bomb is debatable

They must not let their guard down either, and they must be on high alert at all times.

If one of the six bags suspected of being bombs is real, it will have tragic consequences.

"The trouble is, whether it's the sender of the red T-shirt or the prisoner, it's hidden in the shadows..."Thinking of this, Miwako Sato sighed.

If the prisoner is in the open, they can mobilize the SAT's sniper team to snipe.

(By the way: SAT is Japan's professional anti-terrorist special surprise force).

Moreover, it turned out to be a bomb case again...

Thinking of this, Miwako Sato looked a little dazed.

...

Rice flower department store, clothing layer.

Through the communication with the shopping guide, Xu Yang and his party came to the sports counter selling red T-shirts.

"This young lady, do you have any impression of the person who buys this red T-shirt at noon?".

"It's... The clerk asked, confused, held his chin in thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"How can it be? The other party comes to buy the same red T-shirt at the same time every week, so they usually have an impression, right?" Sonoko frowned, looking at the clerk with a hint of scrutiny.

"But I really don't have any impressions...", the clerk looked dazed, then turned his head and added, "Every time I receive an item from a customer, I give it to Seda, who is the cashier inside..."

Following the clerk's line of sight, Xu Yang found a woman in a professional short skirt outfit hiding inside the door, carefully looking outside.

Huh!

Fixed 12:28!?

A spiritual light flashed through his mind, and Xu Yang instantly felt that he had an idea.

He knew from the beginning that 12:28 must be a special time, so the person who sent the red T-shirt issued a receipt at this time every time.

However, it is impossible for ordinary customers to control the time so accurately, let alone not be noticed by the clerk...

...

As if to see that the clerk was not lying, Yuan Zi thought for a while and asked: "Yangjun, you said before that you tore off the left part to hide the mailing address, but why did you tear off the right part?"

As one of the heirs carefully cultivated by the Suzuki Foundation, although Sonoko looks very aggressive, his inner delicacy and thinking are far better than ordinary people.

According to her impression, there should be no important information on the right side of the receipt....

"Of course, it's to attract other people's attention!" Xu Yang replied directly, and then asked with a smile, "What do you think the shape of that receipt looks like?"

Yuan Zi and Xiaolan glanced at each other and replied at the same time, "Like a mountain!"

"That's right! That's the truth. Xu Yang affirmed the second daughter's guess.

The pattern in which the left and right ends are torn apart, leaving only the slender part in the middle, is reminiscent of a mountain peak!

Although I don't know how the process went, it's clear that Miss Cashier has been sending red t-shirts to Uncle Glasses for some reason.

However, according to Xu Yang's speculation, it should be something like revenge...

Thinking of this, Xu Yang didn't want to waste any more brain cells, and said directly in the direction of the cashier: "Miss Seda, no, maybe I should call you the sender, aren't you going to say anything?"

...

After a long time,

The trio returned to where the T-shirts had been placed.

The uncle, who was strapped to the bomb, couldn't wait to come up and ask, "How is it? Have you found anything? Can you find the sender?".

"Hehe!" the garden looked sarcastic first.

Through the communication with Seda, they thoroughly figured out the ins and outs.

The seemingly simple uncle in front of him probably killed Miss Seda's father on the snowy mountain in order to hide the fact of embezzlement.

Even, he is the real bomber himself!

"What's wrong!?" Uncle Glasses was surprised on the surface, but in fact, a trace of uneasiness appeared in his heart.

No, it won't!

I'm so secretive, how can anyone find out!

"Uncle, do you remember what I asked you before?" a sneer appeared at the corner of Xu Yang's mouth.

"Huh!?".

"You said you were beaten unconscious in the toilet, how did you know what the bomber wanted?".

"That's, that's because... He left a note for me!" Uncle Glasses shed a cold sweat and hurriedly made up, "Look! he also left a kidnapping note, and even my son was kidnapped!".

"Red bean paste!?" Seeing the kidnapping book, the two daughters were stunned at the same time.

"So that's what you're for!".

Xu Yang looked at the glasses uncle in front of him indifferently, "Put yourself in the position of a vulnerable group, increase the harmfulness of the sender, and put mental pressure on it!"

"Forcefully force her to stand up on her own, and you will do it after a good deed!".

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

Uncle Glasses felt his heart beating wildly, as if he was being held by someone.

His careful thinking was completely seen through by the young man in front of him!

This man—

Who the hell is it!?

(PS: make up for the lack of No. 31).