Secret Police Agent

Assistance Agent

After a few minutes, the sound of a bomb explosion sounded like thunder in the sky. Removing a thick smoke to cover the tragedy in the headquarters.

This is one branch of the organization's headquarters that targert the mafia to blow up. The headquarters should have been destroyed.

"Damn" cried Claire in her heart.

Relief agencies sent directly from the State Police Headquarters have been prepared with their respective protections and weapons.

Claude as commander gave instructions by moving his hands forward and backward (like waving hands but in different directions).

Claire stood guard in the back. He was also in a high-level alert mode. Watching every step. Be cautious.

Oh....!!!

Again the sound of a bomb explosion was heard. They all immediately ran towards the source of the voice commanded by Claude.

After arriving at the sound source some agents who were in the side row began to be wary by pointing his gun in a certain direction. Maybe there's a mob hiding around here.

I don't know if Claire's the only one listening to the voice "Please....!!! help me!!!" or there are others. He immediately ran in a careless direction.

Hoping to find the source of the voice screaming for help.

From a room that had half its walls destroyed there were some people who were helplessly sprawled there. His body was bathed in fresh blood. The smell of blood immediately smelled.

Claire's vision did not stop there. Some of those helpless people are gone. And the one who shouted earlier should still be alive or at least dying because the voice was shrill.

It is true Claire's guess, there is someone who sleeps face down with his legs and back covered in fresh red blood. Actually Claire was a little scared because the person was still alive.

"Are you okay?" Claire braced herself to come closer. He's alone here, no one will push him forward but himself.

"Please turn off this bomb" someone's hand reached for a time bomb. Oh, my God, that's a bomb! Claire started to creep. Not out of fear but what if he fails to defuse the bomb?

Claire observes the bomb which looks vaguely in the dark. All the lights are out. Even half of this base had collapsed.

Claire took out a small scissor that was effectively carried anywhere from inside her uniform pocket. He's looking for the red and blue wires in the bomb.

Seconds by seconds passed. Fifteen seconds left for the bomb to explode. Claire was nervous, she had been flipping through parts of the bomb but no, she did not find the cable she was looking for.

Thirteen....

Twelve....

Eleven....

Seconds keep passing. Claire was still trying to find the cable. The bomb countdown is almost over.

"Let's quickly find Claire's cable" cried Claire in her heart. She's nervous. Really nervous. He was not afraid of dying because the bomb exploded, but he was also protecting the lives of others.

Ten...

Nines...

Eight on...

Finally Claire found the cable. It seems to be covered in something. He found it hard because the surroundings were pitch black. His shoes were moistened by the blood he had accidentally stepped on.

"Wait, then which one will I cut?" asked Claire.

Time is getting narrower. The countdown is almost over. If he fails not only his life is a bet, but the life of someone who sleeps face down with a dying state next to him.

No, it's wrong. He didn't know how big this bomb was. It could be that the entire headquarters will be destroyed and that means that everyone in this base will also be gone.

The size of the bomb is also quite large. It can't be a small explosion.

Five...

Four...

Three...

"Stop talking about the others, Claire! let's start thinking!" Claire's getting nervous. The bomb will explode soon.

Two...

In one second, another second the bomb will explode. Claire closed her eyes, she cut one of the wires without even looking at it. And...

Nothing happened.

Claire fearfully opened her eyes slowly. The time in the bomb stopped exactly at the second to one. Claire breathed a sigh of relief.

His heart was beating uncontrollably. He was afraid of being accompanied by nervousness. But look, he managed to defuse a time bomb that almost exploded.

Claire took a deep breath several times to calm herself down. It turned out that what he had learned was ultimately useful today. He saved the lives of many people. Might as well.

Claire stood up immediately. Honestly, his feet still felt trembling. But he's fine. Claire brought in someone who had asked for help who appeared to be a male agent out of nowhere.

"Miss Claire" Shoera runs up to him. He wears a mask designed to remove smoke from the mask and then replace it with fresh oxygen. Shoera brings the dying man Claire brought.

"Claire, where have you been?" Claude approached. Removing masks that are the same technology as Shoera and other agents.

"I don't know either"

"How do you not know where you are?"

"I don't recognize the room here"

"Ah, sorry. I see what you mean"

"Is there still a bomb here?"

"There's, a lot of it. The team found him in every corner of the room"

"Every corner of the room?" Claire remembers finding the bomb in a corner of the room she didn't recognize.

"Yes. But strangely, when some agents were about to defuse the bomb. All the bombs suddenly died by themselves. What makes it strange is that all the stops are exactly the same second. Second one"

"One second huh?"

"Do you know anything about this?"

"I guess. so"

"All bombs are connected through a series of networks. All the bombs are connected. If one had been successfully turned off, the other would have died" Claire walked slowly forward and then turned back towards Claude.

"What do you mean there's a party that turns off all the bombs?"

"Wrong. The bomb is not as simple as a series of lights that can be extinguished by disabling the switch. Taming the bomb just by defusing one of them"

"I don't understand it completely"

"You know someone's trick to get a lot of people?"

"No"

"Affecting the leader first. His followers will follow. The concept is the same as this. Tame the bomb center, then the others followed"

Claude grinned, "Now I understand" he said later.

"All right, all evacuated. We're back!" pinta Claude to the others. His voice was firm and loud but relaxed.

Claire walked normally. No matter where it came from, suddenly there was a piece of paper thrown towards Claire. Another mystery letter. Who is this from?

Claire breathed. His recent mission has been too heavy for his physique. He had barely rested enough for the past few days.

About the piece of paper he just got, he still had to read and solve and make decisions again. But it looks like it's a letter from the same person.

Minotas.

Is he also a member of the Mafia?