For ordinary people, this is a very simple action, a very simple action that can dislocate the arm.

For people with a foundation in dance or martial arts, this action is not difficult.

The reason Hinata was able to do it easily was because the original owner was often locked in a closet or a small box by his mother. Doing this when the child was young and had a very weak body would have certain sequelae.

Sometimes, Mrs. Hinata forgets that the child is still locked up, so the person concerned needs to work hard to reach the switch in a twisted posture.

Of course, if you can't reach the outside switch or lock, such as a closed wardrobe, you can only curl yourself up into a small ball and try to sleep.

Over the years, this body has become accustomed to doing all kinds of strange movements.

Even if you're not used to it, at most it's just a dislocated arm.

After tearing off the tape on my wrist with my mouth, the system prompt finally appeared.

[‘Task: Distressed Passerby Mr. A’ has been completed.]

At the same time, Hinata's body suddenly sounded a reminder, and the display screen on the bomb lit up and counted down, and the number kept beating.

I got thirty points, which was a bit of a loss, but I had no choice at the time...next time I go to the bathroom, I must stop looking at people casually.

It's too dangerous, blood loss.

After summing up his experience, Hinata checked the location of the locator reasonably. A small three-dimensional map unfolded in front of him. The map was made up of blue buildings and green passable road sections.

A small flashing red dot danced on the map.

The other party's location is very close to the hospital, only a few hundred meters away. It is in a 'xxx curry shop'. There are darker red dry marks indicating the route the other party took.

The criminal left the hospital and went directly to the curry shop and never moved there.

...You're not eating curry, are you?

Some people are eating happy curry, and some people can only imagine others happily eating red bean ice cream. Life is really polarized.

Sighing, Hinata moved her wrists reasonably, began to tear off the tape on her feet, and then touched her back with her backhand.

There was a small amount of tape stuck to the place where the two bombs were connected, but it might be because the criminals had transferred all the tape and used it for binding, so in addition to the tape, Hinata also found something strange like metal.

It should be used instead of tape to fix things.

The moment she found it, Hinata took her hand back as gently and smoothly as possible.

Then, in his peripheral vision, a black afterimage suddenly flashed across the location he had just observed.

He subconsciously looked up.

The afterimage flashed out from the stairwell. After a pause after coming out, Hinata realized clearly that it was not an afterimage, but Matsuda Jinpei.

Matsuda Jinpei was still wearing sunglasses, and he was too far away to see clearly whether his lips were raised or pursed. He could only see that the other party was holding up his mobile phone and talking to someone on the phone.

While talking on the phone, Matsuda Jinpei moved slowly in the hall.

If you were very fast and impatient just now, or even ran out of afterimages, then now you are walking leisurely, as if you are in afternoon tea time.

Strange, what is Officer Matsuda doing?

Hinata was reasonably confused for a few seconds, and then caught the other person's gaze that was slowly scanning over her.

The opponent stopped pacing and then walked over.

This feeling was very strange, a bit like being in the bathroom. Hinata raised her head suddenly and suddenly looked at the criminal. Now, based on his intuition, he was sure that Matsuda Jinpei was walking towards him.

The curly-haired police officer strode faster and faster, almost flying. The people passing by probably didn't realize that someone had just walked by.

Being close, Hinata could probably grasp his emotions.

He pursed his lips and was still talking to the other end of the phone. His brows, which were not covered by his sunglasses, were also furrowed. This was an extremely unpleasant emotion.

After walking until he was in front of Hinata, so close that Hinata could hear the voice on the other end of the phone, Matsuda Jinpei slowly exhaled: "It's a pediatrician. It's timed for ten minutes. I can do it. Please evacuate the people."

Then put the phone in your pocket.

The distance was too close. Officer Curly Hair was standing. Hinata squatted down on a chair and folded his upper body to his knees to cover the explosives on his waist. He could only see Officer Curly Hair's face by looking up.

But you don't even need to look up to feel the death stare of the curly-haired police officer.

Yes, the death stare, even if it is blocked by sunglasses, the eyes of the curly-haired police officer must be filled with "You are dead"!!!

Why is it so oppressive... Hinata tried her best to suppress her growing vigilance, and the bad idea of ​​'quickly backflip to run away' that her instincts reminded her frantically.

He said dryly: "Here you are, Officer Matsuda."

It was beyond his expectation that Officer Matsuda was so oppressive. Just like when he went out, he had no idea that he could be hijacked by criminals just by glancing at passers-by.

It's normal for the other person to be unhappy.

After all, the other party's job is to be a police officer, and it was during his vacation that his workload suddenly increased, and he was still in a densely populated area...

Anyway, if Hinata encounters this kind of thing during a reasonable vacation, she will be eager to kill the criminals with a single shot, and then teach the ordinary people who "know but don't report it, and shrink into a ball when they see the police officer".

"Have you seen me before?" After looking around, Officer Matsuda finally said.

"Yes." Hinata answered rationally, and then thought for a moment about the organization's language, and conveyed the message to the other party that "it's not that he didn't resist, but that the criminals were too dismissive."

Unexpectedly, Matsuda Jinpei responded calmly: "Well, it is indeed difficult to convey information to unfamiliar police officers across the hall when being held hostage alone."

"And if the police officer is not reliable and raises his hand to say hello the moment he sees you, things will only get worse."

As he spoke, he raised Hinata's reasonable left hand, rolled up the sleeve of the hospital gown and took a look, "Tsk, it turns out it's an indwelling needle...press the eye of the needle."

Hinata held it down with her right hand and continued to look up at him.

Officer Curly Hair is acting very calm now, as if he has been leisurely and unhurried from beginning to end, his tone is normal, and he is still trying to comfort Hinata and it is reasonable.

He doesn't look angry anymore.

Hinata thought that the curly-haired police officer would question him angrily.

After thinking briefly for a while, Hinata hesitated between 'sticking to his own rhythm of blaming the blame' and 'following the opponent's rhythm of being a good boy', and finally decided to directly choose the third option.

He changed the subject: "Can you defuse bombs?"

During the previous phone call, Matsuda Jinpei said something like "Pediatrics, I can remove it" into the phone.

"The back is also fixed with a connecting device and cannot be taken off directly." Matsuda Jinpei was studying the bomb on his body in detail, especially the ring on his back, and continued to answer, "Yes."

"Didn't I say that? I serve in the explosive ordnance disposal squad of the Metropolitan Police Department."

Wait, the Explosive Ordnance Disposal Squad... No wonder they noticed something strange when they passed by Hinata's house.

This kind of people have an extraordinary sense of smell for things in this area, just like police dogs in search and rescue.
Chapter completed!