At 9:30 in the morning, the Royal High School.

In the second-grade class b classroom, the exam is going on, the students are on the table to answer questions, some are easy to write, some are frowning, some are scratching their ears.

In a row of seats by the window, Xiaolan has successfully completed all the problems, sitting in the seat to start the inspection, the garden is staring at the empty paper in front of him, from time to time to look at the watch next to it, some anxiety and nervousness

In other words, the Miss Jincheng has not arrived yet! Now that I have reached the appointed time, I will drag on it. If the time is not enough, what should I do?

The heart of the garden was squatting. Suddenly, the pencil on the side of the grass was turned twice, leaving some traces on the straw.

When I saw this scene, the garden looked at it with a slight glimpse. I quickly picked up the pencil and wrote a line of words on the straw paper. "Miss Jincheng, are you coming?"

"Yes, it's me." The pencil in the garden's hands moved and the lines of paper appeared on the straw. This is exactly the handwriting of Jincheng Yadu. "I am very sorry, I have seen the collection of Satan's sneaky before." I was fascinated, so I delayed some time..."

"It doesn't matter, it's still too late." The garden immediately responded with a pencil. "Miss Jincheng, we are now taking mathematics. I will tell you a few good grades. You can help me see their answers..."

The garden finished writing this line. Next to the window, Jincheng Yadu looked at the window and immediately responded with a pencil: "This is not anxious, Suzuki classmates, I want to ask, you are now so strict in the national simulation test. Is it still necessary to install a monitor outside the window?"

Looking at the writings left by Jincheng Yadu, the garden is slightly stunned, and some are forced.

what? Listener?

What kind of ghost is this? How can she not understand?

The garden squinted and then "brushed" and wrote: "Miss Jincheng, what kind of monitor do you say? I don't know!"

"You don't know? It's weird..." In the void, Jincheng Ya frowned and instinctively noticed something wrong. After thinking about it, he wrote with a pencil. "Suzuki, this thing is a bit strange. I will go shopping nearby to see if there are any abnormalities. Please wait a moment!"

Jincheng Yadu finished writing, and regardless of the garden's retention, he flew away and began to search.

The main search area of ​​Jincheng Yadu is in the high school of Didan. After searching the area of ​​the teaching building, she began to search in the school warehouse, gymnasium and other places. It took a long time to find the underground sports warehouse of the school. I saw a lot of big barrels in the underground sports warehouse.

Jincheng Yadu curiously drilled into the bucket and looked at it. After a few seconds, he drilled out of the vat. His face was shocked and unbelievable: "Scorpio! How is this possible? In this bucket, it is a time bomb? Wait, there are so many barrels here..."

Jincheng Yadu looked at the other big barrels in the underground sports warehouse, and then looked at it one by one, and the look was unprecedentedly dignified:

"Hell! These vats are all bombs, and the timing of the bombs is set at three o'clock this afternoon... Today, the Royal High School conducts a national simulation test. The test will last until 6 o'clock in the afternoon and 3 o'clock in the afternoon. If it really explodes, the entire Royal High School will be bombed!"

"Which madman is this?!"

Jincheng Yadu apparently did not expect that she just came here to help with the disadvantages, and actually encountered such a thing.

Jincheng Yadu hesitated a little, and the little things that helped the garden cheating were directly thrown away by her. She quickly flew out of the underground sports warehouse, and then found her place to hide her mobile phone. She used her mobile phone to give Shu Yunwen a haircut. A message:

"Yun Wen adults, not good! I am now in the Royal High School, the school's underground sports warehouse, with a pile of bombs!"

......

At 9:30 in the morning, the top of the observation elevator at Dongdu Tower.

At the top of the elevator shaft, the person in the blasting disposal class stabilized the bomb disposal tool locally to the top of the elevator. Conan skillfully opened the bomb disposal kit, first put the earphones and night vision goggles on, and then opened: "Uncles, I am ready here..."

"Okay, then we are starting to demolish the bomb now." At the top of the Dongdu Tower, the experienced bomb disposal specialist of the Burst Handling Class looked at the drawings in his hand and explained it conscientiously, "Children, this bomb and three years ago The bomb exploded in the cup of the commercial building. We have a drawing in the bomb disposal kit. The structure is very complicated, but as long as you follow our command, it will be successfully removed..."

"... First of all, first use the screwdriver in the bomb kit to take apart the shell of the bomb..."

Conan listened to the sound in the earphones. After a slight glimpse, he first responded with a "good" sound, then pulled out a drawing from the bomb disposal kit and looked at it carefully.

Uh... well, this bomb is really like what these experts said. The structure is complicated, but it is very easy to dismantle!

In the words, now that there is already a structure chart, he himself can remove the bomb according to the drawings, and it seems that it can be faster!

As for the guidance of these bomb disposal experts? This is not important at all!

He learned to demolish bombs at the Lanxiang Technical College in Hawaii and Kudo's excellent work. The technique is called a lever...

Conan’s heart groaned, and he took the screwdriver and opened the shell of the bomb. Then he picked up the small pliers and cut off the two wires. Then he said to the earphone: “The policeman, I have removed the bomb. Photosensitive system, the next step is to remove the sensor board and proceed to the next step..."

At the top of the Dongdu Tower, the senior bomb-removing expert listened to Conan’s words. After a sigh of relief, he said: “What? You have removed the photosensitive system? However, I have not told you which line should be cut. !"

Senior bomb blasting expert fell, Conan smiled slightly, then explained: "This is... the policeman, Maori has taught me to see the bomb drawings. I can understand this drawing..."

After Conan finished, the bomb disposal experts looked at each other with a look of silence.

What the hell! Did Maori detective actually teach a child to see the bomb drawings?

Is this a problem with his brain? How do you dare to teach anything?

But to put it bluntly, Conan Mingming is so big, actually can understand the bomb drawings, this is simply a genius!

Like this super genius born for bomb blasting, he must be absorbed into the blasting class afterwards!

Otherwise, it is a waste of this talent!