“When we have the opportunity next time, we must have a good discussion and exchange.”
After saying that, Hattori Heiji was ready to leave gracefully, but he was pulled back by Sano just after taking two steps.
Hattori Heiji turned around in confusion: “No, brother, I’m in a hurry. Even if you and I cherish each other, you can’t force me to stay!”
However, Sano didn’t say anything, he just looked up at the light on the train door.
It wasn’t until the train lights started to flash and Hattori Heiji became more and more anxious that Sano finally let go of his grip on the other person’s backpack, and then…
All he saw was that Sano raised his leg and kicked Hattori Heiji hard on the butt, causing the high school detective to throw himself into the train.
And thanks to Sano’s exquisite click operation, Hattori Heiji had just entered the tram, and the tram door was closed.
When Hattori Heiji got up with tears in his eyes, covering his face, and finally realized that Sano came to the tram stop not to see him off, but to kick him, the tram had gradually started to move.
So Hattori Heiji could only press his face against the glass of the tram door, watching Sano, who was smiling and waving to him at the tram platform, slowly shrink until he turned into a small dot.
After watching Hattori Heiji, who was cursing and incompetent and furious, follow the train away, Sano let out a sigh of relief.
Damn it, I couldn’t hang you up on the Tokyo Tower to enjoy the scenery, so I’ll give you a last resort.
But this guy Hattori Heiji is really simple, he didn’t even bother himself, he just fooled himself, tsk tsk tsk.
Sano left the tram station humming a little tune with his hands behind his back. His steps were brisk and he was in a happy mood. It was not in vain that he traveled several miles to see her off!
…
At dawn, Sano rode a small electric donkey to the top of Dongming Mountain.
Today, Sano has finally managed to get rid of the entanglement of procrastination and is ready to conduct an experiment on the runaway mode of the runaway eDonkey.
But as mentioned before, the runaway mode of the eDonkey is too scary just looking at the data and is not suitable for driving in urban areas because it is easy to cause accidents.
So Sano searched for suitable places for experiments, and finally set the target on Dongming Mountain.
Strictly speaking, this place no longer belongs to Tokyo, but because of the roads, it has always been loved by racing enthusiasts and is known as the “Holy Land”.
The reason is that there is a legend from a few years ago. What is it, the screaming silver-white witch?
Sano didn’t know much about it.
All you need to know is that it’s suitable for drag racing…but I don’t know if it’s suitable for taking off.
A holy place is a holy place after all. Even at this time, there are still many racing gangs on the top of Dongming Mountain.
Some of these people drive sports cars, some drive motorcycles, and the mounts under their butts are all just pursuing one thing – speed and passion.
Under such conditions, the people present were basically the “prodigal” type of men, and there were also many rich second generations. The combination of the two naturally attracted a lot of beauties to the scene.
It’s just that there is only one special person who is in sharp contrast to the people around him.
That is Sukezo Nakajima.
Nakajima Sukezo held a camera and a notebook, looked around blankly, and sighed secretly.
…no inspiration.
As a reporter who focuses on supernatural stories, Sukezo Nakajima no longer knows how long his life has been dull since it was revealed that Sano Shinichiro is the Rice Cracker Man.
Originally, this kind of dullness should be Nakajima Sukezo’s daily life.
But without comparison, there is no gap.
How could Nakajima Sukezo, who had already tasted the sweetness, endure such a dull life?
So after collecting a large amount of information related to supernatural stories, Nakajima Sukezo came to Dongming Mountain in an attempt to learn more about the “Screaming Silver Witch”.
But now it seems that this thing is just a gimmick…
Suddenly, Nakajima Sukezo came back to his senses and noticed that the attention of the racing gang members around him seemed to be focused on one place.
What happened? Could it be that the screaming silver-white witch appeared?
Nakajima Sukezo hurriedly came over, but then he discovered that the person who attracted everyone’s attention was just a man riding a small electric donkey.
…What? Bai was excited.
Nakajima curled his lips and looked over, only to realize that the guy riding the electric donkey was actually wearing a very professional-looking racing suit and helmet.
It’s no wonder that the faces of the people around him are filled with amusement and ridicule.
It’s okay to come to the holy land of drag racing and ride an electric donkey, but no one does it so seriously.
“Hey, boy, what kind of car is this?”
A young man in a supercar deliberately asked Sano: “Do you want to race with me?”
As he spoke, the man stepped on the accelerator, causing everyone around him to burst into laughter.
Sano glanced at the man lightly and didn’t want to pay attention to him at first, but after thinking about it, he still replied.
“AE86, what’s up? You want to race with me, can you see my taillights?”
“What?”
The young man didn’t expect that he would be retaliated by Sano. Even if he stayed there, before he could recover, Sano had already turned on the rampage mode of the rampaging e-mule and turned the accelerator.
“Buzz-boom!!!”
The wind suddenly rose, dust flew everywhere, and with a burst of exclamation, Sano instantly turned into a black stream of light and flew onto the road. It took only two seconds to reach the maximum horsepower, 600 kilometers per hour, and a speed of more than 160 meters per second. .
Those who were affected by the wind and dust because they were near Sano’s starting point didn’t even have time to react before Sano disappeared from their sight.
People who are further away are slightly better off, but only a little.
After all, it was only two or three seconds from when Sano turned the accelerator to now. Without any mental preparation, who would have thought that such a thing would happen?
Among them was Nakajima Sukezo, who stayed there for a while before suddenly coming back to his senses.
That’s right, this is it, this is it!
With a face filled with excitement, Sukezo Nakajima quickly turned around and got into his car, driving on the road and chasing Sano.
…Although Nakajima Sukezo knew that he might not be able to catch up, how could he give up without giving it a try?
On the other side, Sano had already arrived halfway up the mountain on a small electric donkey.
In fact, apart from the problem of procrastination, Sano’s previous experiment of dragging a runaway e-mule was not done. There is another more important point –
Sano was worried about dying in this experiment.
To be honest, Sano is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of dying in a unclear and clueless way.
Close to half the speed of sound, it is still a meat bag… plastic, if you are not careful, it will cause a car crash and death.
Of course, there is no need to worry about this now, because Sano has resurrection armor.
Even if he died, he would only be in a little trouble and lose a vest at most.
In addition to this, Sano also wanted to try. If he turned off the effect of the Rampage eDonkey after turning on the Rampage mode, would the Rampage mode also be turned off?
With the support of such factors, Sano began to experiment with the runaway mode, and in order to reduce losses as much as possible, he also spent millions to buy the most advanced racing protective clothing and helmets.
But even with such preparation, Sano still felt that he had underestimated the horror of the rampage mode.
From the moment the runaway mode was turned on, Sano could clearly feel the oncoming wind like a wall, crazily compressing the front half of his body.
That is to say, Sano also wore a special attack suit under his racing suit, otherwise he would have doubted whether he would be able to grab the handlebars and fly off the car directly.
And the helmet on the head.
If it weren’t for this helmet, Sano’s hair might have been “plucked” from his scalp.
These are just the basic troubles. The biggest trouble is, of course, that it is dangerous to turn at such high speeds.
Especially for the purpose of experiment, Sano specially chose a road that spirals downward around the mountain.
Every turn needs to be timely and precise.
Once it is a few tenths of a second slower or faster, or the arc of the turn is slightly wider or smaller by one or two degrees, Sano will directly hit the guardrail on the side and take his little electric donkey to take a leap of faith.
Thanks to Sano’s own dynamic vision and reaction speed, coupled with the stability brought by the special attack suit, he could barely hold on.
…But it’s still so exciting!
Sano’s nerves were tense and his concentration was unprecedentedly high. He held his breath almost instinctively, and his heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out of his throat.
At the same time, at the foot of Dongming Mountain, Yumi Miyamoto, a traffic police officer, was waiting with several colleagues.
In fact, as a person from the Traffic Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, Dongmingshan should not be within the scope of Miyamoto Yumi’s law enforcement. However, due to the lack of performance recently, she discussed it with her boss and planned to temporarily come to this racing holy land to catch some people. fish.
“Be careful to hide. According to the information from my colleagues who went up there, there are more than a hundred racing gangs on the top of the mountain. Some of them must be speeding, so I’m keeping an eye on them!”
“yes!”
“Buzz——”
“Um?”
Miyamoto Yumi suddenly turned around and looked at one end of the road. She seemed to hear the roar of vehicles. It was strange, had a car come down already? Why didn’t any of the colleagues who went up send a letter?
Looking intently, a black spot caught Miyamoto Yumi’s eyes.
After blinking, the black spot instantly enlarged countless times. It turned out that it was just a small electric donkey…?
Miyamoto Yumi blinked again, thinking she had seen it wrong.
I just didn’t expect that before I even opened my eyes, the roar that originally seemed to be tens or hundreds of meters away had already reached my ears.
“Fuck!”
The roar passed by in a flash, and the dust brought up caused several traffic policemen on the roadside to step back involuntarily. There was even a girl with a lighter weight who fell to the ground and rolled back twice. Confused.
“Ahem!”
When Miyamoto Yumi waved away the dust and looked at the other end of the road, she could only see a nearly disappearing black spot and two flowing red taillights.
“…That’s a little eDonkey, right?”
Miyamoto Yumi looked at her colleagues hesitantly, trying to prove that her eyesight was wrong.
It’s a pity that Yumi Miyamoto’s response was only silence, or acquiescence.
“…Then he must have been speeding, right?”
As Miyamoto Yumi’s eyes turned to a traffic policeman, the man also turned the dial of the detection instrument in his hand to everyone: “The detection was detected, but… it went off the charts…”
