"no problem..."

Just under the flashing light, the man wearing sunglasses showed a proud smile on the corner of his mouth.

Okata looked at Matsuda Geohei who appeared in the elevator at this time, and was not surprised that he could freely enter and exit such a confined space. Because the soul body was empty, he could freely shuttle through substantial objects and reach where they wanted to go.

If it really surprised him, Matsuda Geohei would appear at this time and lend a helping hand.

You know, if it weren't for the relationship between Mikako Sato, they would be two completely unrelated people!

At this time, Matsuda Hachihei seemed to see through Okata's thoughts and slowly spoke: "Can you Okata be called?"

"Yes." Okata nodded.

"I'm dead, I know this very well." Matsuda Jinping scratched his head, as if he was mocking himself: "As a god of death, all I can do is to be a boring spectator in this world that does not belong to me at all. Even if I want to try to change, I don't seem to have a chance, right?"

His smile always hangs on his face: "Since I am so useless, I can't protect Sato... Then the only thing I can do now is to help you who keep in touch with me as much as possible, so that you owe me a favor."

"Human favor?" Okata looked at Matsuda Mitsuhira. In the narrow space, he could clearly see the other person's eyes.

Matsuda Mitahira stared at Okata and said slowly: "Maybe it can't be called a favor...but as a useless ghost, one-sidedly seeking help from you!"

"Promise me to protect the safety of Mikako Sato. I don't want her to be hurt!" Matsuda Jinhei held the sunglasses he took off from his hand tightly, lowered his posture, and looked at Okata begging.

Upon hearing this, Okata captured the loneliness on Matsuda Jintai's face and spoke for a long time: "Don't you plan to continue to protect her?"

"It's useless." Matsuda Jinhei's face showed pain. He looked at his close-to-failure palm and slowly held it tightly: "After I died three years ago, I have been with Sato. During that time, I thought I was still alive and still existed. I was glad that I could still retain my consciousness and be with the woman I like in another way..."

"But it's a bit ridiculous now. When she went out, I was afraid of the sun and could not help her solve the case. Because I had no substantial power, I could not save her when Sato was in danger. Because I couldn't communicate with her, I watched her keep the pain she buried three years ago in my heart... I used to think that I was a very capable man, confident that with my ability, I could take good care of the person I like and accomplish many feats..."

"But everything is fantasy. It was not until my hands passed through her countless times that I gradually realized that I was dead. My so-called protection may be a kind of nostalgia, a dream of delusion!"

Matsuda Jinhei smiled helplessly: "In the past three years, the only thing I can be happy with is to look at her quietly when it comes late at night. Perhaps Sato never thought I had appeared by her side, but this is a great gift for a dead person."

"Do you regret the bomb disposal accident three years ago?"

"I have heard that you used the sacrifice of one person to exchange for bomb information from the Red Cross Hospital of Rice." Okata sat on the ground and looked at Matsuda Mitsuhira.

Matsuda Shigei shrugged: "That kind of thing doesn't mean to regret it or not. Anyway, I firmly believe that when I am alive, the choice I made is right so that I will not inflict more unnecessary pain on myself."

"You're thinking clearly." Okata smiled.

Matsuda Jinhei couldn't help but give him a blank look: "It's better to care about your own life and death first."

"The gangster created the same scene, and you were the ones I am now. But he would never have dreamed that fighting with him now would be a person and a ghost." Okabaya laughed softly.

Matsuda Geohei didn't agree: "I will help you remove the bomb, because I don't want Sato to continue to suffer any more. Only when you leave here alive will the request just now be true!"

After saying that, he looked at the bomb installed above the elevator, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Sure enough, it's still mercury!"

Suddenly, Matsuda Hachihei seemed to remember something: "There is another thing I want to tell you that the gangster has set up a wiretap device in this bomb..."

"No problem." Okata suddenly pointed to one side of the elevator, and the yellow paper was constantly vaguely as the lights flashed.

Matsuda Jinhei was stunned and looked at it in surprise: "Although I am a ghost, it is the first time I have seen a talisman."

"It's just a mute note that blocks hearing, and the effect can last for about half an hour. The conversation between us, the criminal who uses a monitor to collect information cannot hear it." Okabaya replied casually.

Long before the elevator fell and Sato's phone called, Okara put a mute note that he carried with him on the metal wall of the elevator to create a sound insulation area.

Because he knew that the gangsters had the intention to fool the police, just like children treating toys... They must be arranged and designed under an absolute mastery!

Therefore, the eavesdropping device is a necessary setting for adapting to the situation.

......

Near the Tokyo Tower, which had been martial law and blocked, a mysterious man in a windbreaker and a sun hat, holding a walkie-talkie-like device in his hand, standing on the street outside the crowd, his face under the shadow of the hat brim was a little gloomy.

"Damn it, what happened?" He looked at the device in his hand and made an annoyed sound.

As he kept adjusting the signal, there was only a "sizzling" sound of electric current coming from the microphone, as if the machine had broken down.

His eyes were revealed, and he looked at the Tokyo Tower not far away with a vicious look, and snorted coldly.

"Time should be approaching, damn policemen, go to die!"

The sound fell and a bad laugh broke out from his throat.

Seeing someone coming, he wrapped his windbreaker tightly and quickly accelerated his pace.

At this moment, Sato had already arrived inside the Tokyo Tower, about the fifteenth floor, which was at the elevator door where Okata was trapped. There were also several professional bomb disposal experts from the Metropolitan Police Department.

They have prepared the tools to remove the 'mercury mercury' time bomb this time, and are planning to convey it to Okara who is trapped in the elevator room by removing the elevator partition on the previous floor.

"Okata, can you hear it?" Mikako Sato did not use her phone, but directly used her own voice to try to pass it to Okata who was trapped in the elevator.

But after a long time, no one responded to her.

There was no way, Sato took out his cell phone again and called Okata.

......

Okata was not like a victim in danger in the elevator, but was chatting with Matsuda Mitsuhei on the opposite side as if nothing had happened. Because he knew that it was useless to worry. It would be ridiculous to say something like removing the bomb with bare hands.

So. He kept waiting for Sato to deliver the bomb disposal tools to himself.

At this time, the phone was vibrating in his pocket. Okata did not hesitate and directly picked it up. The countdown should be getting closer and closer to the bomb setting. He dared not be too arrogant now and missed the best time to dismantle the bomb.

"Okata, I'm outside the elevator." Sato got to the point after the phone was connected.

"Oh, are the bomb disposal tools ready?"

"Well, as long as you climb to the elevator and prepare for handover," Sato answered quickly.

Upon hearing this, Ogata said "yes" and hung up his phone.

He stood up and looked at the inside of the elevator with a mute note spell. It seemed that Sato could not reach this place through his own voice.

"Matsuda, I'll go up and take a look." Okata said.

Matsuda Hachi nodded slightly. He had no physical body, so many things were done by Okara himself.

Ogata stood on tiptoe and stretched out his palm. In Matsuda Mitsuhide's surprised gaze, a silver-white light flashed, and at the moment when it reflected a dazzling moment, it seemed that the sharp cutting sound was fleeting.

Immediately afterwards, his toes exerted force, and the ripples of energy echoed on the ground. He was like a lively ape. With the help of a jumping force that was far beyond ordinary people, he actually jumped directly above the elevator along the neat circular cutout.

The moment he landed, Ogata's palm and toes hit the ground at the same time, and he approached the time bomb that was counting down.

Although the mercury mercury sways slightly, it has not yet merged...

Ogata breathed a sigh of relief. This was him. If it were someone else, even if he could climb up, the mercury and mercury would have been detonated due to the shaking relationship.

"Sato."

Okata connected her cell phone and ordered: "Now use a rope to gently smooth the tool down. I will answer it below."

"Okay, I get it."

Sato hung up the phone and asked someone to do it.

After a few seconds, Okabaya saw a light reflected above, followed by a tool box, pulled by a rope, slowly moving downward.

Okata knew that the police officers who were delivering tools for him must be very nervous, because once the tools hit the inner wall of the elevator floor, it may cause vibration below and cause the bomb to detonate.

When he reached Okaga's hand, he gently pulled the rope and learned that the tool had arrived smoothly.

Sato breathed a sigh of relief, and Okata had just started the bomb disposal work.

"The formation is flat, what should I do now?"

Okata called softly, the master in the elevator.

At this time, I was facing a bomb. Although I was good at turning into physics, it did not mean that Ogata could remove the bomb in a few seconds. Just like a domino, I drew a card and fell completely. If I dismantled a wrong line, the entire Tokyo Tower turned into ashes!

"Here you come." Matsuda Jinhei suddenly appeared beside Okata.

Okata smiled and said, "Luckily, I know you're a ghost."

"Hehe." Matsuda Hatsuhira seemed to feel proud because he was a ghost and was scared by the first time.

"The tools are all here, what should I do next?"

Okara opened the toolbox, and there were dense, neat screwdrivers and wire pliers, as well as some things he didn't recognize.

When these tools were exposed in front of Matsuda Mitsuhira, Okata noticed that some special emotions seemed to flash on his face.

He put on his sunglasses again. And Okabaya held his breath and improved his concentration as much as possible.

Their cooperation must be seamless.

Otherwise, you are just kidding about your life and death!

"This is the line responsible for the light source's reaction, and it needs to be cut off!" Matsuda Mitsuhei pointed at an inconspicuous line in the bomb device with his finger.

Upon hearing this, Okabaya did not drag it down, and took a casual tool and cut the thread short with a "click". He believed in Matsuda's choice, and the expert who knows this kind of bomb best in this world. Perhaps he is the only one who is in addition to the gangsters who are installing it.

"The next one is this..." Matsuda Hashida had the intention of giving advice to the country, his eyes swept across the bomb lines and quickly explained Ogata to execute.

Um!

Okata's hand was quick, and he followed Matsuda Hachihei's words and acted immediately.

Because the countdown has entered the last three minutes!

......
To be continued...