Tokyo Unnatural Forensics

Chapter 509, I'm going to explode with you guys!!!

At the scene of the Imperial Library, the atmosphere plummeted to freezing point.

Looking at the dense array of cables covering Horikawa Nen's body, with many colorful wires exposed and wrapped around his body, it looked very complicated and dangerous. Some objects resembling detonators were conspicuously stuck into the outside of his vest!

It's a bomb!
Horikawa Nen had an entire detonation device strapped to his body!

"It's a bomb! Aa ...

In the conference room, the plainclothes police officers from the Imperial Palace and the head of the Imperial Library, who had been confident of victory, turned pale with fright when they saw the extremely terrifying-looking detonator on Horikawa Nen's body and the detonator in his hand.

They meticulously planned the capture operation, leaving no stone unturned, just waiting for their prey to fall into the net. Why did it end up like this?
"Don't move! Nobody move!!!" A smile appeared on Horikawa Nian's face, a mixture of despair, madness, and a strange sense of relief.

It's over, it's over.

But he would not surrender; he would make this palace he hated pay for his death!
"Get back! Move aside!" Horikawa Nian roared. "Get out of the way! Or it'll explode!"

"Okay, okay, Horikawa, calm down, let's all move aside, move aside!" The head of the Imperial Palace Police Department could only desperately signal his subordinates and the palace police to retreat. The palace police were also terrified and their faces turned ashen. The most capable plainclothes police officers among them really did not expect that the arrest, which was supposed to be a sure thing, would turn out like this.

Our Imperial Household Agency and the Imperial Palace have extremely strict risk control checks! How could this guy possibly have gotten his hands on a bomb?

Is he trying to fool us?

However, no one dared to gamble, no one was willing to gamble, and everyone could only obey Horikawa's orders and slowly retreat.

The unexpected turn of events stunned the Special Missions Unit members, who had only intended to observe.

Miss Minami, who was still somewhat dazed, instantly snapped to attention upon seeing this scene. Her eyes widened, her pupils suddenly contracting to their maximum, and she gasped. All the pre-prepared capture plans shattered instantly in the face of overwhelming power. Instinctively, she spread her arms to stop the team members behind her who were about to make a move, but her voice caught in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

The remaining Special Missions members froze instantly, as if frozen by invisible ice.

What? A bomb?

Uesugi Muneyuki stared wide-eyed at Horikawa Nen, who seemed to be going crazy, wondering what this guy was up to. What were the beings in the underworld trying to do? Were they planning to wipe out the entire God Clan in the present world?
Date Chomune's hand, which had been reaching for the holster at his waist, froze in mid-air. The urge to pounce was forcibly suppressed by the most primal fear of the explosion. His blood seemed to freeze instantly, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

His holster was empty! Because carrying guns is not allowed inside the Imperial Palace! So the M9 pistol issued to him by the Metropolitan Police Department was not on his person. As a former Self-Defense Force officer and an operator who dabbled in all sorts of high-tech gadgets, after careful examination, he immediately screamed, "Oh no! That bomb is real!"

"What?" Nango Yui was covered in sweat, and he even felt a sharp pain in his stomach. "Explain yourself clearly!"

Kai Kyou, Erena, Igarashi, and the others also looked at Date.

"That bomb is real! I know what it is; it's a simple variant of ANFO (ammonium nitrate fuel oil) explosive, a mixture of ammonium nitrate and fuel oil. It's not hard to make! The Self-Defense Forces' anti-terrorism training includes it!" Date Nagamune couldn't help but tremble. "After compressing it, you fill multiple rigid plastic tubes and then tightly bind them together with tape, forming a vest shape. One bomb might not be enough to blow up the entire Imperial Palace, but it's enough to send all the nearby buildings flying! And..."

"And...?" Uesugi Muneyuki sensed something unusual.

ANFO explosives, those are used for cutting through mountains!

"And... I can't be sure if the bomb on this guy is the only one... This kind of detonator... can detonate multiple bombs at the same time!" Date Nagamune said, cold sweat pouring down his face. "Supervisor, Chief Uesugi, you should remember that we discovered this guy frequently moving around inside the Imperial Palace early this morning, right? Is it possible... that he has actually already..."

At this point, Date dared not continue.

The entire Special Missions Department was filled with gasps of shock.

"We must warn everyone!" Mikoto Ishihara also spoke up, the forensic expert looking equally anxious: "This homemade ammonium nitrate fuel oil IED (improvised explosive device) is extremely unstable! It could accidentally detonate if the person moves, falls, or even if the temperature changes."

"Tell the police to retreat quickly!" Mikoto urged in a panic. "It will explode immediately if he touches the detonator! And bullets, or even a strong impact, could directly detonate the bomb!"

Spicy meatballs!!!

The same reaction was seen from Imperial Household Agency Commissioner Risuke Maeda and others who were observing the situation. When they saw the detonator in Horikawa's hand and the bomb on his body, Maeda's teacup fell to the ground with a "crash" and shattered. He seemed to have all his strength drained away, staggered a step, and only managed to keep from falling by bracing himself against the control panel. His lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word; only his eyes were filled with unprecedented horror and despair.

Bomb! A bomb has been found inside the Imperial Palace! This is the most terrifying nightmare of his career and even his life.

Chief Inspector Gondo, a seasoned police officer who had weathered many storms, was struck dumb, jerking up from his chair only to slump back down helplessly.

He faced the microphone, but couldn't utter any clear commands, only meaningless breathy sounds like "uh... ah..." Cold sweat instantly soaked the back of his shirt.

How could this happen? I clearly tripled the manpower, assigned five plainclothes elites, and even specially sent a captain to command from the center. There was absolutely no chance of failure; it was absolutely safe and reliable!

How exactly did Horikawa find out?
Just then, Takeuchi, the chief retainer, realized what was going on. He glanced at Maeda Toshiyuki and Gondo Yukiatsu and quickly understood who was at fault. He grabbed Gondo by the collar and yelled, "What the hell have you done??? Gondo, didn't you assure me that everything would be foolproof?"

"I, I..." Headquarters Chief Gondo stammered for a long time before finally saying, "I, I clearly made all the arrangements!!"

"How exactly did you arrange this?" Maeda Riyu's legs were trembling with anxiety, and the elderly Maeda family head of Kanazawa cried out, "Tell me!!!" Chief Gondo struggled to explain that he had tripled the number of police officers and specially assigned five plainclothes elites.

Upon hearing his instructions, everyone present closed their eyes in anguish.

Chief Gondo's move to deploy a large number of additional personnel was intended to ensure a saturation rescue and to guarantee that the capture process would not go wrong. However, this superfluous move was nothing short of the most jarring alarm for an insider who was under immense stress and as easily frightened as a bird caught in a trance!

"You idiot!!!" Enraged, Takeuchi slapped Gondo across the face. "I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you, you traitor!"

Department Head Gondo knew he had made a huge mistake. He was slapped so hard that he fell to his knees, his facial muscles twitching, but he still shouted, "Hey!"

"You beast! You're finished!!!" The head retainer, Takeuchi, slapped him again: "I'm going to kill you, I...you...Aa ...

This time the blow was even stronger. Headmaster Gondo was slapped so hard he crashed into the table behind him, but he could only get up and shout, "Hey!"

"Quick, look at the screen!" Vice Minister Nakajima pointed at the screen, gesturing for everyone to look!

Everyone then looked back at the screen.

In the surveillance footage, Horikawa Nian had already come out of the Book Mausoleum Department, surrounded by hundreds of police officers. The Special Missions Unit had also arrived, but no one knew what to do about the current situation!
"Back off! All of you back off!" Horikawa Nian screamed hoarsely, his voice distorted by extreme excitement and fear. "Take one more step forward! And I'll send everyone here flying into the sky! Including this filthy palace!"

Time seems to have frozen.

All the palace police officers who rushed forward froze in place as if they had been frozen in place, their expressions instantly changing from resolute to horrified and fearful.

They were hesitant to act rashly, fearing the consequences. No one dared to risk an explosion that could cause even greater casualties.

"Horikawa! Calm down! Put down the detonator, and everything is negotiable!" Watanabe Minami shouted sharply, but her heart sank to the bottom.

Spicy meatballs!!!

"Talk? What's the point of talking to you lackeys!" Horikawa laughed maniacally, tears mingling with sweat as they streamed down his contorted face. "My life has long been meaningless! But today, I will use this decaying body to leave an eternal scar on this hypocritical symbol!"

To everyone's surprise, he did not try to escape or take hostages. Instead, he suddenly turned around and slowly moved towards the depths of the corridor—towards the "Honmaru" palace, the innermost part of the Imperial Palace. Any police officer who tried to approach him would shake the detonator in his hand, and all the police officers would be frightened and retreat in unison.

"Stop him!" Minami's scream was almost piercing.

But how do we stop them?
No one dared to fire. Even the most elite snipers present couldn't guarantee they could instantly disable its detonation capability. Any single bullet could trigger an unpredictable explosion.

No one dared to rush forward to physically stop them, as that would be tantamount to suicide and could immediately detonate the bomb.

The palace police, whose daily training was for intruders and maintaining order, had never faced such a resolute charge of a "human bomb." They chased after him in vain, shouting "Stop!" and "Calm down!" at the top of their lungs, creating an absurd and terrifying scene: a group of fully armed police officers were forced to retreat step by step by a naked, madman strapped with bombs, with no one daring to actually step forward to stop him!

Horikawa Nen moved slowly like a shooting star burning with the flames of despair, unstoppable in the Imperial Palace, a place that originally symbolized absolute safety!
The alarm blared shrilly over the Imperial Palace, and more guards surged in from all directions, but could only form fragile encirclements thirty or forty meters away from him. They retreated hastily as he moved, and the situation completely spiraled out of control!
at the same time.

The cabinet core members, who had only rested for a little over three hours, had just regrouped and were preparing to hear a report of good news when Chief Cabinet Secretary Onoda's encrypted phone suddenly rang.

After answering the call, his face turned deathly pale at a visible speed, and his hand holding the phone began to tremble violently.

“...What?!...A bomb?!...On...him?!…”

He gasped in shock, his voice trembling.

The meeting room fell silent instantly. All the ministers stopped what they were doing and looked at the Chief Cabinet Secretary in disbelief.

Prime Minister Ōwada slammed the pen down on the table. He jerked his head up, his eyes no longer showing weariness, but utter shock and panic: "Explain yourself! What bomb?! Where is it?!"

After the Chief Cabinet Secretary finished reporting the horrific scene unfolding inside the Imperial Palace in trembling, broken language, the entire conference room fell into a deathly silence.

The faint optimism that had just existed was completely crushed, replaced by an almost suffocating despair and coldness.

Police Commissioner Tamaru slumped into his chair instinctively, while Defense Minister Watari clenched his fists tightly. Everyone understood that the worst had come in a way they could never have imagined!
If the explosion occurs, regardless of the outcome, they will be the most unsuccessful cabinet in Japanese history.

A bombshell of cabinet resignations!

The heart of Japan's entire power structure stopped beating in shock at the improvised explosive device on Horikawa Nen's body; an atmosphere of despair permeated every corner.

Spicy meatballs!!!

(End of this chapter)