Latest URL: Not long after Kazuma left the scene, the bomb disposal team reported to Daisuke Komori that they had removed the bombs in key locations. Now even if the enemy detonates, the hotel cannot be destroyed.

Daisuke Komoriyama immediately decided to begin to evacuate the hotel personnel as quickly as possible.

This way, although it is possible to kill some people by the remaining bombs, it can ensure the safety of most people as quickly as possible, and save night dreams.

From the police's point of view, the most feared thing is that there are many dreams in the night, and the death of a few people is a matter of bowing and apologizing.

To be counted, Komoriyama Daisuke dismantled most of the bombs to avoid greater casualties, and may have to be promoted after bowing and apologizing.

Less than five minutes after Komoriyama Daisuke ordered the evacuation to begin, a police siren sounded outside.

The large force led by Jin Ma Xingxiong had been waiting in hiding in a block five minutes away by car, waiting for Daisuke Komoriyama's team to dismantle the bomb at the key location.

Suddenly, a big scene like the end of the Conan movie appeared. The red and blue flashing police lights illuminated the night outside the hotel like daylight.

Near Ma Xingxiong walked with wind, and when he entered the lobby, he asked Daisuke Komoriyama who was waiting for him: "Where is the wounded?"

"Sent away, it's time to go to the hospital now. Now we are continuing to investigate the bomb."

"When the people are completely evacuated, the carpet investigation will begin."

After speaking, Jin Ma Xingxiong went against the flow of people evacuated and strode into the hotel: "Take me to the scene of the last battle."

"This way."

Daisuke Komoriyama took the first two steps, led Yuxing Xiong to make a few turns in the passage of the hotel, and arrived at the scene.

Near Ma Xingxiong's first sight, he saw the half tiger pierced on the ground.

It was inserted when Kazuma stabilized, and it went deep into the ground.

Jin Ma Xingxiong stared at the half-knife, frowning, and looking at it for several seconds before turning to the enemy's corpse that was still on the ground.

The body was chopped off with both arms, apparently turning over at the last minute and lying face up, with a very terrifying wound on his foot.

Near Ma Xingxiong asked Komoriyama Daisuke, "Is this... Kenichi cut it, or Kiryu-kun?"

"Kunyu-kun. By the way, when we arrived, this person was still angry, and the bomb disposal expert Yamada Inspection Minister who went through the whole battle will submit a detailed report."

Nearly Ma Xingxiong was silent for a few seconds, and then muttered: "It's amazing to cut down two powerful enemies in one night."

At this time, the secretary Yamasa Hidehiro said: "Kingshi, the buddies from Kyoto are here, do you want them to participate in the aftermath?"

"Of course, there are so many troubles now that even the cat's hand wants to be borrowed." Jin Ma Xingxiong responded without hesitation.

Now there are only three sites that need to be thoroughly cleaned up and surveyed. Two of them are very large buildings: the Osaka Convention and Exhibition Center and the current hotel.

The remaining one is a large auto repair factory. Although the people burned most of the exhibits when they evacuated, the police could not give up on the site survey because of this, and they still had to "scrape" it again.

In addition, we have to hunt down the escaped enemies, set up chucks throughout Osaka, and all kinds of messy things. The Osaka Prefecture police should not expect anyone to sleep tonight.

Even the administrative department is now being called back from home to work overtime to deal with various complaints.

"The heroes have left the field after the fight. After that, they only need to enjoy the flowers and honor, leaving us behind the scenes to deal with the aftermath." Shanzu Xiuyang muttered.

Nearly Ma Xingxiong patted him on the head: "Stupid, you won't lose your life in the aftermath. People pin their heads on the waistband to solve the incident, so they should take the big head."

After that, he squatted down, took out his gloves and put on them, and began to look at the corpses on the ground.

"This guy...ss..." Jin Ma Xingxiong gasped, "He was hit by so many guns, and he was stabbed in the back, his side was pierced, and he looked like he was still turning the knife in the flesh... …In the end, I had to break my arms before stopping the action...

He turned to look at Daisuke Komoriyama.

At this time, the ghost court Xuanxin appeared, also in a windbreaker, walking with wind.

Japanese criminal police are like this.

"Xuanxin," Jin Ma Xingxiong called his old friend's name without looking back, "Look at this."

Gui Ting Xuanxin squatted down beside Jin Ma Xingxiong with a serious expression, put on gloves, and repeated what Jin Ma had done.

"Tsk," he was speechless, "have I not seen this in seven or eight years? Whenever I see these, I feel that the limits of human beings are really unfathomable."

With that said, Gui Ting Xuan Xin suddenly wiped the floor with his finger, then took the powder sticking to the finger closer and took a closer look, and then added a touch.

"Salt?" he whispered.

Daisuke Komoriyama immediately reported: "The lady from the Jinguji family is also on the scene. She should have spilled the salt."

"Jinguji... is the one in Tokyo? Their wagashi is very delicious," said Oni Ting Xuanxin, "Even in Kyoto, there is a market.

"But, how could she be there?"

Jin Ma Xingxiong replied: "This is the drawback of not reading the entertainment version of the newspaper. She is one of the contenders of Kiryuu Kazuma described by Fang Chun weekly."

"So that's...huh? What the hell?"

Near Ma Xingxiong: "Youth, it's not surprising that such a thing happens, is it?"

Gui Ting Xuanxin shrugged, and said, "I kind of want to see this Kiryuu Kazuma. Which hospital is he in?"

"Naniwa University Hospital nearby."

"Okay, when the matter is over, I'll go over and take a look." As he said, Gui Ting Xuanxin stood up, and turned his head to look at the entire battlefield. "This is from the corridor. The broken one... is Hu Che. ?"

"Yes." Jin Ma Xingxiong curled his lips, "It's my tiger."

"Where is the village rain?"

Daisuke Komoriyama replied: "I was taken to the hospital by Kiryuu Kazuma. We were limited in manpower at the time, and this was something belonging to the police watched by Kazuma, so it was not confiscated as an exhibit."

"Kun Kiryu with it?" Jinma Xingxiong was taken aback, looking at Daisuke Komoriyama, obviously wanting him to explain what's going on.

Daisuke Komoriyama hesitated for a moment, and he said, "Kenichi-kun seemed to be watching Kiryu-kun holding Muramame fighting with the suspect and felt that the sword should belong to Kazuma.

"He also said that you will definitely understand his approach."

"I will understand? This is... this way," Jinma Xingxiong shook his head, "This kid, he hasn't made any money yet. First learn how to make friends with Dad's things."

Ghost Court Xuanxin said: "Kenichi-kun likes Murasame very much and will not give it away easily. This is probably because I heard Murasame's sword sound. It is very painful to realize that I can't use all the abilities of my love sword. It’s more painful to admit it.

"Kenichi-kun has passed this hurdle, which is something to be happy about. It's just that it will be difficult to find him a knife afterwards."

"Hmph, I told him when I turned around, this thing depends on fate, it doesn't make sense to take the initiative to find it. Let him play with the wooden knife." Jin Ma Xingxiong said angrily.

**

Kiryu Dojo, Tokyo.

Kiryu Chiyoko looked at Nichinan Rina: "Are you still going? It's so late."

"Lend me on the phone, I want to tell my mother to stay overnight with Master tonight!"

"No, wait a minute! Why did you stay overnight?" Chiyoko asked suspiciously, "I can understand if the master is here, he is not here."

"I want to stay and watch the news! When I go home, I can only watch the news with my parents. That's weird, and my dad will definitely be very wordy. What's your recent makeup?

"'Don't buy the flirty type of your private server, don't learn from those bad women on TV'! It's annoying."

Chiyoko: "You give me back!"

"Eh?"

"I, now I can't hear my dad's nagging!"

Nichinan was stunned for a moment, and then took her seat at the speed of light, with her forehead and chest pressed against the ground.

"I am sorry!"

She apologized so quickly and neatly, but she was a little embarrassed: "Uh...I am not particularly angry, after all, when my parents are still alive, I also think they are so annoying.

"I used my mother's lipstick and was beaten by my dad, and then my brother was still gloating...Anyway! As your sister and aunt, I will teach you a little bit of life experience. Accompany them.

"Because one day, those nagging you want to hear will never be heard again."

Nichinan got up and nodded: "You are right, I will accompany them more from tomorrow, so let me stay tonight. I want to know the follow-up."

She pointed to the TV.

"Will your parents allow you to stay overnight?" Chiyoko asked suspiciously.

"My mother, after reading the issue of Fang Chun's weekly magazine, she told me all day long, she wanted me to start quickly. She didn't support me as a reader model, but she especially supported me marrying a good man. Her first few days Tian asked me if I had enough money to pay the tuition fees here."

Chiyoko sighed: "As expected, she is the frivolous girl who was about to agree to the pillow business. This mother is her own."

"That's it. Anyway, lend me the phone."

Chiyoko stood up: "Come on."

In fact, the telephone of Kiryu's house is not far from the entrance. Now Japanese home phones are all placed here.

Chiyoko wanted to take her there because she was afraid of her talking nonsense, so she wanted to supervise her by the side.

Unexpectedly, Nichinan reported to her family very well that she was worried about Master Kiryu in Osaka, waiting for news at the dojo, and also accompanied Master's sister Chiyoko. She also said that Chiyoko is now worried that her brother is very fragile and needs to be accompanied.

Nichinan hung up the phone, and Chiyoko complained: "Where am I so vulnerable?"

"Really? But obviously you almost cried when you heard the explosion from the Osaka Convention and Exhibition Center." Nichinan said, reaching out and touching Chiyoko's head, "Sister, I can see clearly."

Chiyoko waved Nichinan's hand away, and returned to the dojo with anger.

Nichinan laughed, followed into the dojo, and sat down at the square table together.

At exactly this time, the news anchor on the TV suddenly interrupted the guest who was talking about it and said:

"Now I have received an urgent message. The Osaka Prefecture Police just announced that they have successfully dealt with a large number of bombs placed in the **** hotel. No guests living in the hotel were injured or killed! The bomb threat that began this morning has also been completely eliminated.

The guests immediately showed a surprise appearance: "Oh! As expected of the Osaka Prefecture police! This is very efficient!"

"In this way, today's event is completely over!"

Chiyoko breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and glanced at Nichinan: "Are you hungry, I'm going to order some noodles?"

"You go straight when you are hungry."

Chiyoko stood up and walked outside the dojo. In fact, they ate late today. They waited until the Osaka hostage incident ended. It hasn't been a few hours until now, but Chiyoko feels that her stomach is empty and wants to eat.

Nichinan: "I won't eat it anymore. Although I won't be a model for readers, I still have to stay in shape."

Chiyoko was obviously sluggish for a moment, and then she said as if she was persuading herself: "It's okay. After eating, swinging the sword two hundred times is almost the same.

At this time, Amao, who had been reading and reviewing in the corner, came to the sentence: "That way, most of the nutrients will be converted into new muscle fibers and become heavier, right?"

Chiyoko sat down honestly back to the square table.

Nichinan laughed.

At this time, the phone rang.

Chiyoko rushed out after a while, jogging to answer the phone.

Amao also put the book on the table, stood up and headed to the corridor.

Nichinan became the slowest responder. When she got to the corridor, Chiyoko had already answered the phone: "Moses, Moses?"

Then Chiyoko's face opened with a smile: "Sister Nanjo! Are you all well? Why did you call back? What, brother fell asleep? Uh... ah, you are in the hospital and scared me to death. No, no, I'm nothing special the meaning of!"

After Chiyoko made a few words, she hung up the phone and turned to look at Nichinan: "I... let's have some noodles!"

"It's fine if you are happy." Nichinan Rina shrugged.

"You don't want to eat?"

"I won't eat anymore." Nichinan took a step back.

"No, you have to eat! I can't get fat by myself!"

"Yeah don't pull me, why are you like this...no, I want to keep a perfect figure..."

"I'll accompany you to swing the sword together! I tell you, when Master was away, I was stunned in this dojo!"

**

After finishing the call, Honami Nanjo came back from the nurse's station and sat down in front of the bed of Kiryuu Kazuma.

It's too early for the visit time, but Nanjo is also considered a patient, so I share a double room with Kazuma.

In fact, Nanjo was basically not injured, not as bad as Jinguji.

But the hospital still allocated a precious bed to her. After all, this is the "noble man" of the police, so I can't neglect it.

Even the diagnosis and treatment of the two were performed by a professor from the hospital's First Surgery Department who rushed over from home to perform the surgery.

In university hospitals like Japan, the status of professors is extremely high, just like ancient daimyos.

The professor rounds the ward every morning, and it feels like a big name patrolling.

It’s not an ordinary face to allow the professor to come from home for consultation at night.

Nanjo sat in front of the hospital bed and watched the sleeping Kiryuu Kazuma.

He didn't look like anything, but he actually had several injuries on his body, and he didn't know whether it was the injury in the convention center or the injury when he hit the last bomber.

Of course, compared with Jin Ma Jianyi, who was hit by a 50 kg projectile with a shot in the shoulder, the injury of Kazuma is nothing.

Kazuma has a large bruise on his face, which was beaten from the side by the enemy after pushing the enemy against the wall.

Now half of his face in Kazuma is swollen, and it hurts when I look at it.

But Nanjo had the urge to poke the lump with his hands.

She didn't know why, but wanted to poke.

But in the end, Nanjo suppressed his impulse.

She glanced at the fruit tray placed on the bedside table of the hospital bed-this is a small benefit the hospital gave to distinguished patients.

"In the TV series, my girlfriend wants to peel an apple when visiting a doctor." She whispered and picked up an apple, "I'll practice."

Nanjo Honami, born until now, has not cut an apple.

"Knife..." She looked for a fruit knife near the fruit plate, and then naturally looked at the village rain by the window.

However, no matter what you think, it is too weird to use a knife to peel an apple, so Nanjo gave up this idea and went to the nurse's station with the apple.

There must be a fruit knife at the nurse's station.

If you don’t have a fruit knife, you can borrow a scalpel, as long as you can peel the apple.

Nanjo Honami took the apple out of the ward. Although he had not yet come to the hospital to rest at night, there were very few people in the corridor.

That's why Honami can notice that there is a familiar figure in front of her disappearing in the corner.

"Huh? Looks like the chairman?"

Nanjo turned around decisively and went to the double ward next door to stretch his head and glanced. Sure enough, he found that the chairman was not in the bed, and only Rei Komori was sleeping on the bed with drips.

"Strange, why is she going?" Nanjo tilted his head in confusion.

These double wards all have separate toilets, and even the toilets can have showers. The chairman...could it be that he went to the big bathhouse to take a bath?

Nanjo thought so.

For the Japanese, taking a shower is not complete for them. You must take a bath to be considered a bath.

This obsession can be compared with the Northeastern and the Romans.

Therefore, Nanjo doesn't think there is any problem with this conclusion. She even seriously considered going to make one herself later.

**

The Naniwa University Hospital also undertakes the autopsy commission of the Osaka Prefecture Police.

Japan’s forensic doctors are very rare, just like cherishing animals. Therefore, Japanese forensic doctors are often only responsible for on-site autopsy and assist in on-site investigations. For those corpses that have known the time and cause of death, the police often entrust related hospitals to perform an autopsy, or even no autopsy at all. .

Dead bodies are also often parked in hospitals instead of police morgues.

Don't talk about it, it means that Japan has its own national conditions.

At this moment, the Osaka police had just sent a number of body bags into the morgue freezer of Naniwa University, waiting for an autopsy when needed. These are all the "suspects" who died in today's incident. There are so many that the police can't find them even if they want an autopsy.

Moreover, the police morgue could not be put down, so it could only be put in the Naniwa University Hospital.

The police left soon after delivering the body, and the morgue became deserted again.

After the headlights were turned off, only the green light of the emergency exit remained in the entire morgue.

I don't know where it came from, there was a clicking sound, echoing in the empty morgue.

Suddenly, there was wind blowing.

A black cat sneaked into the morgue without knowing where it came from, and made a faint noise at the lattice freezer where the corpse was placed, and its fur was standing upright.

Everyone who has raised a cat knows that this is a cat releasing a threat. As long as two cats do not make a hissing noise in a fight, they are playing for fun. No matter how badly they bark, they are playing for fun.

The black cat kept hissing at the empty freezer.

As if there were some terrible monsters entrenched.

The green light on the top of the emergency exit suddenly flickered

The wind suddenly became violent, blowing various objects in the morgue, causing the shadows on the ground to seem to come to life.

Something was blown to the ground by the wind, making a loud noise.

The black cat was startled by the sound, jumped back fiercely, then arched its back and raised its tail, letting out a more violent neigh.

At this moment, singing came from outside the morgue.

通りゃんせ通りゃんせ

ここはどこの细道じゃ

天神さまの细道じゃ

Accompanied by the soft singing, the girl in the hospital gown flashed a flashlight and entered the darkened morgue.

The flashlight's light dispelled the dark shadows, illuminating the entire morgue, and the gloomy breath just now seemed to have never existed.

The black cat looked back, screamed, and jumped into the darkness, ran away quickly, and disappeared.

"Ah, I ran away." The girl gave a disappointed tone.

Before the voice was over, there was a drink from behind the girl: "Who?"

The girl turned her head and smiled at the caregiver who was on duty in the morgue tonight: "I came after a cat! Where is this place?"

The caregiver stared at the girl, holding a portable flashlight in his left hand and a bead necklace hanging around his neck in his right hand, staring at the girl: "Are you... are you human?"

"It's too much. Of course I am. I live in 507. I wanted to take a bath. I saw a black cat halfway and chased me." The girl gave the washbasin with soap and bath towels in her hand. Look at the nurse.

The carer stared at the girl suspiciously.

"Well, where is this place? Could it be..." The girl's face suddenly became bad.

"If you guessed it, go quickly, don't wander around in the hospital next time!"

The girl stuck out her tongue and fled away like Fei.

The caregiver shook his head: "What, are girls like this now? You know makeup and star chasing, and you don't even have common sense! Even if you don't have common sense, seeing a black cat running into such a gloomy place, she dared to come in. "

As soon as the voice fell, the nurse saw a black shadow moving.

He was startled and almost tore off the Buddhist bead necklace from his neck.

But the next moment, a black cat jumped out of the darkness, looked at the caregiver with golden pupils, and then let out a soft "meow" cry.

The head nurse breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

"I wouldn't do this job if it weren't for high wages."

Funeral-related industries have always been profiteering industries in Japan, and monks are not mentioned. The corpse make-up artists in funeral homes are all high-income people, and even the caregivers who take care of the morgue are paid very high.

The nurse mumbled ~lightnovelpub.net~ and returned to his duty room, took out a small dish, put it at the door of the duty room, and then made some cat biscuits and poured it into the dish.

There are several cats in the hospital, so the caregiver keeps these things.

But this black cat was the first time I saw it.

The caregiver looked at the black cat's shiny fur and golden pupils, and exclaimed: "It's really a beautiful kitten. I kind of understand why the confused little girl just chased you to such a place. "

The black cat meowed, stepped forward, smelled the cat biscuits, and ate happily.

"Oh, I ate so hard. I haven't eaten for a long time?" The carer poured all the cat biscuits in the bag into the small dish. "Eat more, eat more."

This harmonious picture of the uncle and the cat seemed incompatible with the cold surrounding atmosphere.

In the distance, the green emergency exit indicator light flashed slightly.