The bomber was smoothly apprehended, the bomb on the ferris wheel was successfully removed, and the crowds at Beika Central Hospital were evacuated as well. Before long, the bomb there was safely defused too, and no tragedy like the one four years ago occurred.
Matsuda Jinpei looked down at the solid ground beneath his feet, then up at the heights where he had nearly met his end. For a moment, he could not process it.
He stared blankly at the enormous ferris wheel before him for a while. With a fist mark on his face, he shifted his gaze toward Jiang Xia.
"You..."
Before he could ask his mountain of questions, Jiang Xia spoke first. "Are you awake?"
Matsuda Jinpei froze. "What?"
Jiang Xia walked over and reached for his head. "If you're awake, get up and get to work."
Matsuda Jinpei suddenly opened his eyes and found himself facing a series of familiar translucent faces.
He propped himself up with his chibi body, looked at the circle of ghost coworkers around him, then at Jiang Xia stretching and heading off to wash up, and finally at the daylight streaming through the gap in the curtains. He went blank for a moment, then sprang up with a duang. "!!!"
Elsewhere.
Inside an apartment with tightly drawn curtains and a gloomy atmosphere.
"Ah—!!!"
With an unwilling roar, the bomber abruptly made a sprinting motion. A second later, his legs swung forward and he tumbled off the bed with a thud, his knees slamming hard into the wooden floor.
The sharp pain shooting through his legs made him roll around twice before he gradually came to his senses.
"This is... my home?"
After a moment of bewilderment, the bomber jumped up excitedly. "I-I wasn't caught! I didn't lose!—I wasn't caught!!"
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