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"Now is not the time...,"

Chinatsu Miyamoto was just about to get up to uniform and take Shinichi hostage, but Yi Huawei, who had just sat back in the chaos, stretched out his hand to hold him back. Chinatsu Miyamoto was caught off guard and was pulled back, losing his balance and sitting on Yi Huawei's back. on the legs.

"You!...let me go!"

Miyamoto Chinatsu's eyes widened, she gritted her teeth, looked at Yi Huawei angrily, and struggled to get rid of his restraints. However, Yi Huawei's hands were like iron pliers, holding her wrist tightly and not letting go.

"Do you want to kill the people on the plane?"

Holding down Miyamoto Chinatsu who was struggling hard, Yi Huawei scolded in a low voice: "I don't know how many robbers there are. They must have some demands when they hijacked the plane. Now they are just holding hostages. If you arouse their anger, Are you responsible for the consequences?"

"...I know, let go of me."

Miyamoto Chinatsu, who had just been impulsive and regained her senses, calmed down, took a deep breath, turned to look at Yi Huawei and said: "Don't worry, I won't act rashly..."

"Huh? Oh...,"

Under a heavy and round pressure, Yi Huawei let go of his hand and suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head. He turned around and saw Hu Huizhong's death gaze. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The tense atmosphere was breathtaking. Suffocated, Yi Huawei couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and held Miyamoto Chinatsu aside like a child, and turned to look at Shinichi who was holding the hostage.

Yi Huaweicai was not so kind. It was none of his business how many hostages died, as long as he could ensure Hu Huizhong's safety. If he wasn't afraid that this woman would cause trouble, he wouldn't have come over to look at her.

"you!"

Chinatsu Miyamoto was so excited by Yi Huawei's move that her face turned red. If there weren't robbers here, she would have had a taste of how sharp the thorns of the 'Teco Rose' were.

"Don't leave your seat!"

Shinichi pointed his gun at Fukada Kyoko's head and said loudly.

Seeing that only Shinichi was threatening the passengers for a long time, the three male passengers sitting in front began to discuss in a low voice:
Old man: "Is there only one suspect?"

Mediterranean: "He looks like a young boy and can be easily subdued."

Yellow Shirt: "Wait, wait for my signal... the three of us will pounce together."

Mediterranean: "Got it!"

The old man said more calmly: "The situation is still unclear. I'm afraid someone has broken into the cockpit and has taken the captain hostage."

Yellow Shirt: "So he's the only one now?"

Mediterranean said: "If there is only one person, let's subdue him."

"it's time!!"

When Shinichi looked back at the situation in the cockpit, the yellow shirt shouted and became angry...,
"boom!"

A gunshot echoed in the aircraft cabin, shattering the originally calm air. The chest of the yellow shirt instantly spattered with blood, which was shocking. His body flew back under the huge impact and fell heavily to his place.

"Ahhhh~~~,"

The passengers in the cabin were stunned by the sudden change. Screams broke out one after another, and panic spread among the crowd.

Shinichi was also startled by this sudden shot. He didn't fire at all just now? !
"There is still one?"

Yi Huawei watched a man in black with a newspaper in his hand slowly get up with a pistol, the muzzle of which was still smoking.

Miyamoto Chinatsu glanced at Yi Huawei, was this man guessing?
Yi Huawei didn't pay attention to Miyamoto Chinatsu's gaze, and was a little surprised. Good guy, he even hid it from himself. This man's psychological quality is not ordinary, and his heartbeat has never been disturbed.

"Don't do anything stupid!"

The long-haired man in black put the newspaper in his hand aside, raised the corners of his mouth, smiled faintly, and then walked straight towards the cockpit.

In the cockpit, sunlight streamed in through the windows, illuminating the entire space. The plane soared in the sky, cutting through the clouds. Looking down, on the left side of the plane, the snow-capped Mount Fuji stood on the horizon. Looking along the foot of the mountain, a piece of vibrant green rushed towards us. Villages, fields, and lakes form a picturesque scene.

"Ah~,"

"Captain, why is Mount Fuji on the left?"

Feeling that something was wrong, Baki pushed Kato Masami away, raised his pistol and pointed it at Yuzo: "Are you flying in the opposite direction?!"

Yuzo's heart sank, and with no expression on his face, he answered truthfully: "The plane is on its way back to Haneda Airport."

"What?!!"

Baxi was suddenly filled with shock and anger, and his originally tight emotions almost collapsed: "Why? Why do you want to turn back? Why? Why??!"

"what happened?"

The long-haired man in black walked into the cockpit and looked at the emotional Baxi. He took off his black suit and asked Baxi about it.

"Master Ming...,"

Looking at the long-haired man in black, Baxi's frightened mood calmed down a little, and he said calmly: "The plane is returning to Haneda Airport."

Mingda folded the clothes and said calmly: "What's the reason?"

Yuzo and Shimono didn't speak.

"Ah~,"

Baxi hit Shimono directly on the head with his gun and roared: "Why on earth?!"

Xiong San said: "Because I suspect that the measuring instrument is faulty...,"

Mingda put his clothes aside, checked the flight instruments, and then turned to look at Yuzo: "It seems there is nothing wrong."

After saying that, he took the pistol from Baxi's hand, put it on Xiongsan's neck, and said calmly: "Then, please return to the normal channel."

Although Ming Da's tone was calm, the threat in his words was frightening.

After saying these words, Mingda stuffed the pistol back into Baxi's hands, turned around and started checking the instruments again.

Yusan was silent for a while and nodded slowly.

Shimono took advantage of Baxi's attention on Yuzo's head and quietly reached out and pressed the alarm.

"What?! What did you just do?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Shimo's little move, and Yashi became furious.

"boom!"

"Ah~,"

"Go to the wild!!"

After a gunshot, the atmosphere in the cockpit solidified instantly. There was a bloody hole in Shimono's head, and blood flowed down his cheek. His body lost strength and he collapsed directly on the passenger seat. The bright eyes gradually lost their luster, and life was passing out of his body bit by bit, frozen at this moment.

"Go to the wild!!"

Seeing the tragic death of his companion, Yusan threw himself on Shimono and let out a wail.

"what are you doing?"

Mingda glared at Baxi, grabbed his collar and pushed him out of the cockpit: "Get out!"

Baxi, who accidentally killed someone, was already unconscious. Looking at Mingda's cold eyes, he nodded subconsciously.

"Dudududududu~~~,"

In the control tower of Haneda Airport in Tokyo, a sharp siren sounded.

Looking at the signal on the radar, the staff was shocked: "It's a hijacking signal!!"

Knowing that the situation was urgent, the team leader hurriedly said: "Send a distress signal!"

"Hi!!"

Due to the sudden departure of Captain Yuzo, the aircraft lost stable control. The plane, which was originally flying smoothly, began to shake violently, and the passengers in the cabin felt a panic.

Despite being swayed, the flight attendants tried their best to stay calm, clutching the armrests and trying to steady themselves to avoid falling, while shouting loudly to try to calm the panicked passengers.

"Passengers please fasten your seat belts and stay seated!",
"We will try our best to stabilize the plane, please trust us!" "Don't stand!!"

The turbulence of the plane became more and more severe. Passengers fastened their seat belts as required, and the atmosphere in the cabin was tense. Despite the tremendous pressure, the flight attendants still did not forget to comfort and guide the passengers.

Tokyo, Police Station 2.

"Bang!!"

The tense atmosphere filled every corner, and a loud bang broke the silence. Officer Daisuke Aono hung up the phone angrily, with endless shock and anger in his eyes:
"Hijacking!!"

The sound of sirens instantly filled the entire Metropolitan Police Department, like a curse that urged people to die. Daisuke Aono immediately began to organize the police force to respond to this serious emergency. Following the order, sirens blared, and a large number of police cars quickly left the Metropolitan Police Department and sped towards Haneda Airport.

The whine in the sky was in sharp contrast to the chaos on the ground, and the originally peaceful airport became panicked. An emergency rescue team composed of police and anti-terrorism special police officers was quickly deployed.

"Special Investigation Team of the Police Investigation Section 1, I am Aono."

Aono Daisuke led his men to the control tower and introduced his identity to the person in charge.

The person in charge nodded: "I am the supervisor Ohira Shiro,"

Daisuke Aono asked: "Have you had any contact with the hijackers?"

Ohira Shiro shook his head: "Not yet,"

Daisuke Aono asked: "Can you turn the line around? I want to record the sound in the cabin. Is it possible?"

"Yes, yes..." Ohira Shiro was a little embarrassed: "But there are other flights in flight,"

Aono Daisuke said categorically: "It won't hinder your work, that's it, you know?"

Ohira Shiro gritted his teeth: "Hi!!"

As the staff adjusted the equipment, a particularly calm man's voice sounded on the special communication channel: "Are the police here?"

Daisuke Aono, who had just put on his headphones, felt his heart sink when he listened to the man's calm voice. After controlling his emotions, he slowly said: "Special Investigation Team of the Police Investigation Section 1, I am Aono."

Mingda smiled softly: "Haha~, please take care of me!"

"First of all, we need to confirm," Daisuke Aono said, "Is anyone injured?"

Mingda looked at Shiya's body and smiled: "Yes!"

Xiongsan endured the grief in his heart and said: "The deputy pilot commander was shot in the field...he is dead."

"what?!"

Aono Daisuke took a deep breath.

"Don't speak on your own initiative," Mingda raised his gun and pointed it at Yuzo's head.

Aono Daisuke suppressed the anger in his heart and growled: "What is your name? Please tell me your name."

Ming Da's voice was calm, without any fluctuation: "It doesn't matter what your name is."

The assistant on the side felt that the voice sounded familiar and asked doubtfully: "Is it Koaki Morita? (the mastermind of the 87 hijacking incident)"

[Voiceprint comparison in progress...,]

"Dip~,"

The technician shook his head: "The voiceprints are inconsistent. The suspect should be a man between 35 and 40 years old."

Aono Daisuke couldn't help but said: "If you don't want to say it, it doesn't matter, then we can call you a shit-eating dog."

"That's fun! ...Drag it in!"

"boom!"

"Ahhhhhhh~~,"

There was a hint of joking in the voice, and the screams coming from the other end of the phone made Aono Daisuke feel a little bad.

"Hahahaha~, guess whose voice it is?... Mr. Kentaro, you weren't going to get hurt, but who told Aono from Investigation Section 1 to have a dirty mouth? Your hand will be disabled in the future, remember to settle the score with him ”

"Bang! Bang bang~,"

Listening to Ming Da's wild laughter, his blood surged. Aono Daisuke suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

"Professor!?"

"What's wrong?! Section Chief?"

The subordinates on the side hurriedly helped Aono Daisuke up.

Aono Daisuke was so angry that he yelled: "Baga! #￥%|＄...,"

"boom!"

"Ahhhhhh~~~~,"

"Ah uh~,"

Listening to the familiar scream, Aono Daisuke suddenly felt as if someone had strangled his throat, unable to make a sound.

Qingye knew that no matter whether he could catch that shit-eating dog this time or not, his fate was already doomed... At this moment, he wanted to slap himself twice.

The colleagues around him looked at Qingye with a hint of sympathy and a bit of joy in their eyes.

You, this bastard, have developed a habit of scolding people every day. Now it's better. If you can retire safely, you will be lucky.

"Keep scolding...,"

Ming Da's sarcastic voice came from the communicator:
"You cursed me and I fired. Kentaro was killed, and there were more than a hundred hostages... Let me take a look. There seems to be a man named Koizumi Nakayamaro and a man named Okura Yoshiro on the passenger list..."

"Heh~,"

After a pause, when Qingye stopped talking, Mingda chuckled: "Stop talking?...Haha~, then just listen to me. First, let's confirm everyone's situation..., the passengers on my hand are adding Waiters have a total of 163 lives,"

"Qingye, can I ask you a few questions?"

After a while, Mingda said softly: "How important is life? Is it equally important?"

"What do you mean???"

Aono Daisuke felt a sudden thought and asked in a voice: "What do you want to do?!"

"Hahahaha~,"

Mingda laughed wildly, and after a while he stopped laughing and said coldly: "Today, among the 163 hostages, in addition to His Excellency Kentaro, there are two prominent families, and the rest are 161 ordinary citizens... …You should have guessed what I want to do now, right?”

Lifting his wrist and looking at his watch, Mingda chuckled and said, "Whether it takes the lives of these 161 ordinary citizens or the lives of these three people, you make your own choice."

"Are you crazy?! Do you know the consequences of doing this? You can't run away...,"

After listening to Ming Da's words, Aono Daisuke's head was buzzing.

"I know, you are just a pug and can't be the master, hahaha~,"

Ming Da laughed loudly and said: "If you can't make the decision, then go find the one who makes the decision... Now, my first request is: within half an hour, I want to see you hold a press conference, and my press secretary, It’s Mr. Nakagawa of the Red Army...,"

"Impossible!" Qingye flatly refused, joking, even if all the hostages were dead, it would be impossible to hold such a press conference.

"If you report my request, they will agree. After ten minutes, if I don't get a clear answer, I will give them a big gift, and then give a big gift every five minutes until they agree. That's it. Bye, see you in ten minutes."

"What???! Hey hey hey!!? Talk!!"

ten minutes? What's the meaning?
There was only a squeaky blind tone left in the communicator. Aono Daisuke's uneasiness became more and more intense, and he shouted urgently:

"Quick, call the Public Security Committee!"

(End of this chapter)