MTL - Officer Matsuda Wants To Save Himself-Chapter 88
【Small formation level! Are you OK! 】
[Help, ah, ah, there is blood on your hands! 】
【Don't post the barrage for now! Don't affect the small array! Wait for him to go down first! 】
【Matsuda! Jump to the left! About half a meter or so! Hold that railing! 】
Large drops of viscous blood fell on his face along his wrist, Matsuda Jinping squinted his eyes, trying to distinguish the hints given to him on the barrage.
Even if the Ferris wheel is not that big, it is not at this height that you can play bungee jumping casually, unless Matsuda Jinping wants to have a high probability of being paralyzed or fractured.
So when jumping down, he calculated the angle and time, and then at the moment of the explosion, he grabbed the bracket supporting the cockpit below.
Just because the Ferris wheel continued to rotate, Matsuda Jinping had difficulty grasping the delicate balance, and coupled with the impetus brought by the falling and the explosion, Matsuda Jinping's two hands supporting his weight were covered in blood, and his body was covered with blood. There are also partial abrasions from the explosion, and the black curl edges are also swept by sparks.
Now his position is about to reach the center axis of the Ferris wheel, so he can take a little breath and rest.
As police officers, they have all learned some criminal psychology to some extent. Once the prisoner has committed a crime, they can't have much hope for the prisoner.
So it's better not to find out that he didn't get blown up.
Matsuda Zhen calmed down his breath, and let go of his hands that were almost cut by sharp enough building pillars. His palms were hot and hot, and the wounds that were rolled open were directly visible to the bones. It's just that the secretion of adrenal hormones increased, temporarily making Matsuda Jinping feel no pain. He jumped down again and grabbed a bracket supporting the Ferris wheel.
The only trouble is... Matsuda Jinping hissed and whispered, "Dislocated."
The barrage, who had been trying to direct and help, suddenly panicked.
【immediately! Immediately on the ground! Ahhh, help, it hurts to look at! 】
【never mind! Falling down now is most likely to break the leg, so don't be afraid of Xiao Zhenping! 】
【Shut up! 】
The right hand, which is the dominant hand, was dislocated because of the shock. Matsuda Jinping lowered his head and glanced at it, and estimated the distance from the ground, about tens of meters—
If he hadn't been dislocated, he would have been able to reach the ground safely, but right now... better be quick, his stamina was draining faster than he thought.
Because everyone's attention was focused on the location of the explosion, but no one noticed that under the comparison of the Ferris wheel, Matsuda Jinping, who was climbing and jumping down, seemed small.
From the very beginning, Matsuda Jinping never thought that such an accident would occur this time. At the time, the best option for him, unable to defuse the bomb, was to jump down.
Unlike his previous life, he did not need to wait for the final message, nor did he have to worry about an explosion because his violent actions disrupted the balance of the mercury column.
But the prisoner demanded that the explosion must be detonated. In such an urgent time, Matsuda Jinhei's judgment was not wrong. This time, no matter who appears in this position, there is absolutely no survival rate as high as Matsuda Jinping.
He at least has a barrage to help him determine the surrounding situation 360 degrees without dead ends.
Matsuda Jinping was trying to save himself here, but Hagihara Kenji and Sato Mikazu, who were standing on the ground, were immediately stunned.
Dreams and reality overlapped, and Hagihara Kenji's nightmare flashed before his eyes.
The world seemed to have pressed the pause button at this moment, and Hagihara Kenji's mind was blank. At this moment, he didn't think about anything, his eyes were out of focus, and he only had the instinct to stare at the exploding cockpit.
Matsuda...? Small, flat...?
Who just stepped into the Ferris wheel?
Hagihara Kenji seemed to have lost the ability to think at this moment.
After Matsuda Jinhei finally succeeded in saving himself, he felt the security of belonging to the ground for the first time. After he used his injured left hand to urgently treat his dislocated arm, the pain arrived later.
The severe pain in the palm made Matsuda Jinping's face pale. He leaned his head up against the other side of the Ferris wheel and took a few deep breaths: "Anyway, thank you."
[Ambulance ah ah ah Xiao Zhenping looks so painful! 】
[hagi-hagi where are you! 】
【…and many more? Did we forget something? ? 】
【Fuck! Xiaojinping, you forgot about hagi! ! 】
[This time hagi watched you explode with his own eyes! 】
[The words above are more accurate, the small array did not explode! ! 】
[Wu woo woo who doesn't ptsd, Xiao Zhenping woo woo hurry to the hospital! 】
[Help looks really hurt ah ah ah! 】
Matsuda Jinping can't be summed up in a state of embarrassment now. Those fingers that are flexible in both directions can't move now, and simple movements will cause severe pain. His palm was up, even though Matsuda Jinping remembered not to let the barrage see the wound, but just now the barrage watched him jump down, and what kind of injury it was, the barrage basically counted.
The white shirt was stained with blood, the dried blood was splashed on the cheeks, and the black curly hair was wet with cold sweat and stuck to the cheeks.
Matsuda Jinping worked hard to support his energy, and stood up against the wall: "Really... This time, I will definitely ask Officer Takahashi for triple the subsidy."
【Is this the point! 】
【Don't hold it with your palm! Xiao Zhenping, don't you feel pain! ! There are bloodstains all over the walls! 】
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't pay attention." Matsuda Jinping smiled at the barrage. Although there was a cold sweat on his forehead, it seemed that there was no difference from the usual smile, but added a little helplessness.
"I want to close the live broadcast now...but are you worried?" Matsuda Jinping actually had the mind to say this, and amid the barrage's cries, the curly-haired police officer said, "Don't talk about the wound, talk about something else, transfer Pay attention."
Matsuda Jinping didn't want to close the live broadcast by patting his **** in this situation. This time is different from before. The barrage saw him in danger with his own eyes. If he turned it off, he might have nightmares at night?
Might as well let them make sure they got to a safe place and get treatment.
[Okay, okay, say something else, say something else! 】
【Fuck what are you saying! 】
【hagi—that’s right, hagi! Xiaojinping, go to hagi now! Let him wrap you up! 】
"...You reminded me, just before I came down." Matsuda Jinping hesitated for a while: "Did Hagihara arrive at the scene?"
Matsuda Jinping, who finally realized this, closed his eyes and said, "Damn."
He never wanted to let Kenji Hagihara witness this scene, he just chose the best and only choice at the time.
In addition, he is now in conflict with Hagihara Kenji, which is related to this matter...
It was Hagihara Kenji who obviously didn't sleep, but Matsuda Jinping felt guilty for a while now.
Hagi he is now... alright?
Humans are wonderful creatures. When you panic, someone around you is more panicked than you, so you will calm down instead.
Sato Mikako seemed at a loss, but when she noticed Hagihara Kenji's pale face and out-of-focus pupils, she immediately realized that she shouldn't just stand there.
Sato Miwako contacted other colleagues by phone, and listed several places where the cockpit of Ferris Wheel No. 7 could be seen, and asked them to focus on exploring.
After doing this, Sato Mikako looked at Hagihara Kenji worriedly, but she didn't get any response.
Sato Miwako didn't know how to comfort each other at all.
Under such circumstances, she immediately noticed Matsuda Jinpei who was walking towards this side looking embarrassed. The short-haired female police officer covered her mouth and almost burst into tears at this moment: "Matsu, Officer Matsuda?"
Matsuda Jin waved his hand, and casually bandaged the hem of his torn shirt: "Is it a pity that I'm still alive?"
Mikazu Sato suddenly felt that her fists were hardened, and all the complicated emotions surged up for a while, and she couldn't simply explain her mood at the moment in words.
Matsuda Jinhei temporarily ended the conversation with Sato Miwako, his eyes fell on Hagihara Kenji who was standing in the same place in front of him, and he lengthened his usually lazy voice: "Your expression looks really stupid, Hagi. ."
At this moment, Hagihara Kenji's time began to flow again, and he followed the voice and met Matsuda Jinhei's eyes blankly.
Matsuda Jinpei was ready to be punched - of course, he would definitely punch back. However, Matsuda Jinping didn't expect that he was directly embraced by Hagihara Kenji at this moment.
Hagihara Kenji was originally half a head taller than Matsuda Jinpei, but now he bent his waist and lowered his head, his arms tightly restraining Matsuda Jinpei, as if he was absorbing some strength from a friend.
"...That's great," Hagihara Kenji murmured disorderly words almost choked up: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Matsuda Jinpei was the most soft-hearted person. Seeing Hagihara Kenji's performance, he immediately forgot about the previous problem, and patted Hagihara Kenji's back with his wrist reluctantly: "In short, I'm fine, don't use it like this. stupid face to me."
After this stalemate for a while, Hagihara Kenji smelled the blood on Matsuda Jinping's body, his pupils dilated again, and he let go of his hand in a panic: "Where are you injured? Where is the medicine box!"
The real wounded Matsuda Jinping instead showed a pair of half-moon eyes: Oops, this guy Hagi shouldn't be stupid, right?
