klisemfg Chapter 1057: The End of Non-Cause
Chapter 1057: The End of Non-Cause
Chapter 1057 The End of Causality
Yoji Motobashi was originally leaning against the edge of the wall.
According to the original design of the building, railings might have been installed here to be used as a passage.
Pramiya placed him here because the view here is the widest and convenient for observation.
When Tang Ze used his strength to push the immobile Motobashi Yoji backwards, Motobashi Yoji and his wheelchair fell out of the building.
His expression was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, Tang Ze looked down at him as he slowly fell down, the colorful liquid on his neck poured out as the device restricted it, blending with each other...
"boom!"
Yoji Motobashi, with a terrified expression, along with the photo that Karasawa threw in his arms and the wheelchair covered with evidence of Pramia biology, exploded into a brilliant fireball in mid-air.
A huge amount of heat exploded instantly, and the air was twisted by the energy, blowing Tang Ze's hair and clothes into the air, revealing the communication headset on his right ear.
As usual, when Gin wants to monitor the progress of a task, there is always something that allows him to monitor the status of other participants.
Tang Ze took two steps back, patted his collar, and made a slightly disgusted expression.
"You weren't hit by the garbage from high altitude, were you, senior?" he said into the headset.
All that was heard from the headphones was Gin's slight sneer.
His car was not parked directly downstairs - to prevent it from being witnessed after the incident - Kumail was not really asking when he asked this question, but was simply teasing or mocking.
"The woman with golden hair." Gin just repeated this sentence, "She is the one who brought the man out of the police. Find her and make sure she doesn't know anything she shouldn't know."
As he spoke, Gin pulled away the gun that was pointing at the building and waved his hand, signaling Vodka to leave.
Such a loud noise from the explosion would quickly attract surrounding residents and police, so this is not a suitable place to stay for long.
"Yes, I understand."
As Tang Ze said this, he glanced at the other side of the building which was far away.
There, Pramya, feeling that the situation was not developing well, had given up the idea of waiting for Furuya Rei here, and was tightening his robe and speeding away.
The configuration of her bomb was too unique, and the flame would quickly draw the police's attention to her.
In theory, Christina should not appear here, let alone have anything to do with Pramya.
Without caring about her revenge plan for the time being, Pramya, who wanted to protect herself first, grabbed her collar tightly, preparing to quickly walk to the other side of the building and use the hook to leave before the crowd gathered.
This young man who suddenly appeared here, no matter who he is or what his purpose is, she cannot let him go.
It hindered her plans so much that her true nature was almost revealed... How abominable.
He must not be allowed to contact the police, and we must find out his identity as quickly as possible.
Thinking of this, when she shot out the grappling hook, she turned her head and looked in the direction of Tang Ze with a very fearful look.
This glance made Pramya's heart tighten suddenly.
The young man was standing at the place where Yoji Motobashi fell from the building.
Behind him were some pieces of clothing that were still burning from the explosion, and as Yoji Motobashi fell, the flames drew a bright line of color behind him.
It was a very eye-catching sight, but he did not take the time to check on Yoji Motobashi who had already fallen. Instead, he turned around and stared at the direction she had left.
At a distance of more than a hundred meters, he should not have been able to see Pramya who was hiding in the shadow of the construction debris and trying to escape, but he raised his hand in her direction and made a gun gesture.
"boom--"
As Pramiya's hook tightened, she quickly left the building. At the same time, the young man in black raised his hand.
For a moment, Pramya even had the illusion that the sound of the grappling hook in her hand came from the man's fingertips.
This guy, he really, discovered me——!
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"Are you okay? Even though I know you... facing the explosion at such a close distance is still too reckless."
"Well, before I came here, I only knew that it was Yoji Motobashi, but I didn't expect there would be such a thing." Tang Ze accepted their inspection with a smile, "After all, he is already like that..."
After Tang Ze confirmed that there was no signal in the communication headset and checked that no one was watching him, he left the conspicuous position and walked towards Furukaya Rei and Kazami Yuya who were hiding behind the concrete pillars in the parking lot.
As soon as he stood in front of them, Fūya Rei grabbed his arm first, and after confirming that he had no obvious external injuries, he began to confirm what had just happened.
"Is Motobashi Yoji the organization's target?" Furuya Rei frowned. "Is it urgent enough that they need you to solve it?"
"It's not that urgent." Tang Ze said truthfully, "But maybe our recent strategy is a little too effective. Gin may not be able to find a more suitable candidate except me."
"Then you took the opportunity to make Motobashi Yoji die more thoroughly?" Furukaya Rei raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Ze's expression with a very penetrating look.
He was not mistaken. Before Tang Ze came, the person who appeared here in a swagger, said something in front of Motobashi Yoji and then left must be Matsuda Jinpei.
The resurrection of Jinpei Matsuda is an absolute secret, and Karasawa would not make such a low-level mistake.
Unless the person who knew about this was a dead person.
Tang Ze smiled but said nothing.
He had to admit that he just didn't want to save Yoji Motobashi.
The main reasons for sparing Yoji Motobashi's life were, firstly, to prepare for the appearance of Pramia. It would definitely be more refreshing to let him die in such a humiliating way at the hands of another bomber than to do it yourself. Secondly, this bastard had an extremely inflated self. The coverage area of the palace was quite large and it was very useful.
Using the Yoji Motobashi Hall itself, going in and out of buildings throughout Shibuya will be easier than walking through the Impression Space.
After all, without the support of the palace, the impression space would not be able to use the other world navigation to quickly locate such a precise location.
But that's all. Tang Ze will not let such a bastard live just for the sake of a shortcut.
Anyway, there are a lot of crazy people in Tokyo, so finding one who can be used as a map is definitely not as difficult as you think.
Now, the organization regards him as a thorn in their side and asks Kumail to handle the matter. In addition, Yoji Motobashi is a serious criminal, and the real cause of his death was the bomb in Pramya. Tang Ze's action of pushing him down the stairs was just a normal self-protection...
Under a combination of circumstances, he not only made Yoji Motobashi personally experience the consequences of the explosion, and let him linger in the pain of burns for many days, but also let him die in such a humiliating way, giving the bomber a punishment that fit his status.
Tang Ze was still very satisfied with this "performance".
Tang Ze raised his hand, flicked his fingertips, and took out two tiny droppers like a magic trick.
"This is what I pulled out of the collar when I grabbed Motohashi's neck just now." Tang Ze looked at the few drops of brightly colored liquid in his hand and said calmly, "This is definitely not Motohashi's work. You know, if he could make such a small liquid bomb, he wouldn't have made such a big fuss."
Yoji Motobashi's knowledge of chemistry and explosives-making skills are acceptable, but he is still far from an internationally famous criminal like Pramiya.
The bomb formula used by Pramiya is one of her "pride" as an international criminal.
Due to the full reaction and excellent ratio, her explosion scenes are almost always accompanied by violent deflagration. The extremely high temperature chemical flames can almost carbonize a person in a very short time. It is neither easy to extinguish nor easy to investigate.
As long as her formula is figured out, most of the threat posed by Pramya will be immediately eliminated.
This is also the reason why she is so wary of people like Matsuda Jinpei who cracked her device.
That was a rare mistake she had made over the years. If she had not been prepared in advance, her recipe might have fallen into the hands of someone else.
"It might be useful to study these formulas in advance." Tang Ze said, "You know, this person's target is not Motobashi Yoji himself. Whoever this person is, he will not disappear just like that."
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"Hey, the deceased is Yoji Motobashi?!"
"I'm afraid so."
"how come……"
Miwako Sato looked at the patches of black ash on the ground and the melted and deformed metal objects whose original structure could no longer be seen. Her expression was very complicated.
Her hatred and anger towards this bastard who killed Kenji Hagiwara, a good friend of Matsuda Jinpei, and in the end, killed Matsuda Jinpei himself never dissipated.
Even after successfully finding the criminal and bringing him to justice, Sato Miwako couldn't help but feel sad when she thought about this incident.
It was this person, this despicable, morally corrupt villain, who, for such a trivial reason, killed such an excellent policeman, forcing him to stand in front of the bomb and clearly watch his life count down second by second...
Disgusting, ridiculous, and pathetic.
Now, when the murderer himself really died, and died in the explosion, her mood was indescribably complicated.
"…In short, protect the scene, conduct an investigation as quickly as possible, and send the remaining evidence for inspection. Motobashi Yoji himself is the bomber, and we must rule out the possibility that he killed someone else to fake his own death."
"Officer Sato..."
Takagi Wataru looked at Sato Miwako's expression and hesitated to speak.
They all knew that the possibility was extremely low.
The Yoji Motobashi of the past might have been able to do this, but the Yoji Motobashi of now is just a poor wretch who can barely take care of himself.
Not to mention making bombs, the skin on his elbows was burned and adhered over a large area, his muscles were severely damaged, the range of motion of his arms was quite limited, and his fingers also had defects in basic functions due to the trauma they suffered at the explosion site.
Not to mention that he was a patient with such extensive burns. Without the intervention of medication, the broken skin and unstoppable fluid accumulation alone would be enough to make him suffer unbearable pain.
"...We can't rule out all possibilities, right?" Sato Miwako raised her head and smiled.
Playing with the only remaining "relic" in her hand, a broken bracelet used to mark hospitalized patients, Miwako Sato closed her eyes.
Although things regarding Matsuda have become a little confusing now, her feelings towards this criminal will not change.
What do you think when you know this, Matsuda?
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"I don't want to use the word 'good death' to sum it up, but he really did die a good death."
Jinpei Matsuda himself said so.
In his hands were shaking two test tubes, each containing a small amount of liquid, the color of which was almost the same as the one that Tangze gave to Fūya Rei.
Well, of course, Tangze trusts the strength of Team Zero led by Furuya Rei, but the necessary backup is still indispensable.
After all, professional work should be done by professionals.
No matter how complicated a chemical bomb is, it is still a bomb, and there are no more professional people to handle it than the two former police officers who have served in the explosive ordnance disposal team and have made outstanding achievements.
Of course, the more important thing is to make people jump in the face and taunt you.
If it weren't for the fact that Kenji Hagiwara's rider look was so eye-catching, and if Jinpei Matsuda's thief outfit's appearance could be barely explained by the fact that it was Pramia herself, Karasawa would really consider letting them both go and mock it together.
"I wasn't the only one he killed." Hagiwara Kenji supported his chin and sighed slowly, "Everything happened too fast back then."
The prisoner started the operation decisively, and they had already spent extra time dealing with the complicated circuits, leaving him with only a dozen seconds to react.
Even if Kenji Hagiwara tried his best to warn, he would not be the only one affected by the explosion.
It's just that he was the closest and the least likely to be rescued.
"There was another police officer in our group who was seriously injured in the explosion. He died of complications from the burns two or three years later," Hagiwara said with a heavy expression. "In addition to the two of us, there were four other police officers who were slightly or seriously injured. Although they didn't die, they all retired."
After his resurrection, Kenji Hagiwara no longer suffered from the aftereffects of those years at the hands of Jinpei Matsuda, and he did not completely avoid his former colleagues.
After making sure his family members were all right, the second thing he did was to find out what happened to his former colleagues.
"It's a terrible situation. I remember two people had injuries on their faces..."
"Yes. Facial injuries will have an impact on future employment. They are not doing well now." Hagiwara Kenji felt very heavy and nodded slowly.
If Jinpei Matsuda had succeeded in catching Yoji Motobashi, he would definitely not have killed him outright, but beating him up a few times would probably have used up all his qualities as a police officer and he would not have been able to control this impulse.
He has hurt so many people.
The victims, the victims' families, and all those who were affected by the bomb and suffered losses...
The impact of criminals who threaten public safety is enormous. The cycle of pain draws everyone into it like a whirlpool. Even if he is now reaping the fruits of his own labor, first being burned and then dying from another bomb, it cannot heal the pain of the victims.
Jinpei Matsuda didn't say anything, he just patted Kenji Hagiwara on the shoulder, then sat down next to him and watched the sunset sinking below the horizon outside the terrace.
The end of right and wrong, cause and effect, how wonderful it would be if the distinction between morning and evening, day and night were always as clear as this.