The four-minute countdown passed in the blink of an eye. The bright red numbers on the screen changed to [00:00:30].
Below the Ferris wheel, a sudden commotion broke out. The police were probably evacuating the onlookers. Matsuda Jinpei vaguely heard the noise, but he had no mind to stand up and look down. He carefully studied the bomb in front of him, and when the countdown had only ten seconds left, he sighed regretfully.
The electronic screen in front of him was only the size of a palm. A single line could not hold much, so the text could only scroll across it—if the words began appearing when the countdown reached three seconds, then by the time he saw the full clue clearly, the bomb would explode.
And the bomber's wording was "clue." Facing such a cunning opponent, Matsuda Jinpei did not dare miss any keyword—this meant the other party had no intention of directly telling him which hospital had the bomb installed, and there would be a "solving mysteries" process.
Waiting for the text to finish scrolling within three seconds, thinking through the riddle, solving it, and then defusing the bomb... It was an impossible process.
All he could do was try his best to figure out the answer at the final moment and send the situation to those idiot colleagues below.
[00:00:05]
[00:00:04]
[00:00:03]
...Here it came.
Matsuda Jinpei held the tasteless cigarette between his lips, watched the words scrolling across the electronic screen, and opened the input box.
The characters had only scrolled halfway when the fingers he had resting on the buttons flew into motion. With a speed completely at odds with his lazy posture at that moment, he typed a line of text into his phone.
"There's actually still one second left... I really underestimated