The blue quest box, visible to only one person, floats silently above the phone, as if it were a screen cast from the phone.
[Mission detected: [The incredible 'Miracle Fire']]
[Quest Details: Date, who is in school, is not allowed to date, but can explain the quest alone.]
[Quest Reward: * * * (Hidden)]
[Quest Hint: On the first day of creation, God created... this is the most important thing, the despair of the past, the hope of the future.]
[Please note that [ * * * (Hidden)] is of great importance. Players should consider whether to accept the task, accept the task, or accept the task after careful consideration.]
In response, Ichijō Mirai: "..."
He glanced vaguely at the quest prompt, reading the glowing blue writing all the way through, and was tempted to say that as he changed more and more of his past, the system was getting less and less pretentious, practically swooping in with glee to stuff him with important quests.
The quest rewards him with a garbled item that apparently reveals why 'Ichijō Mirai' overthrew the entire world and started all over again, and it must have been a pretty big announcement, much bigger than 'Actually, the game doesn't just go to the past, it changes reality'.
...So some guys are clearly wondering 'will my fiancée fall in love with me again? Will she? Should she? But they don't leave a back door open, so it's a real pain in the ass.
Ichijō Mirai grumbled, staring at the screen of his cell phone, deciphering the Japanese words that were written on it: "Shopping mall..."
"Hey, did Instructor Onidzuka contact you?" Date Wataru questioned subconsciously before giving an honest account, "The instructor just called out of the blue to ask if we were playing here, said he heard something big was going on here and guessed we must be around,"
"He said it was great to catch a mentally unstable murderer, and that from the information we got, Morofushi had something to do with it, so if we're not doing anything, we can go to the police station together to take statements and find out some information, and if you tell them you're from this year's police academy, they'll be very welcoming and might even let you help them out."
"If you don't want to go to the police station, then you can enjoy a young people's night out with your classmates and have some fun," He said, relaying Onidzuka Hachizo's words, "but it's best if you don't go to the department store, where there's just been a fire, it seems to be quite big, and the police are organizing a rescue operation."
Onidzuka Hachizo said he could come along to the police station precisely because the number of police officers staying at the police station would be reduced due to the ongoing deployment of manpower.
If the police are short on manpower, it's only natural to bring in the best cadets, and while they can't interrogate the psychopath directly, they can participate in the case on the sidelines, and do the unimportant task of silently terrorizing their enemies.
That's what teachers do for their students, but there's also a little bit of 'I'm sure Ichijō Mirai won't cause any more trouble if he's chained up at the police station, right? There's also a bit of selfishness.
Care is obvious, selfishness is more like a flying insect near a light bulb, and all of them couldn't help but look at Ichijō Mirai when they heard Date Wataru relay this.
"Looks like the instructor thinks we're going to cause trouble and wants to keep us on a leash," Ichijō Mirai said without blinking as he expanded his attack range with a swarming attack that pulled everyone into a fighting stance, "But the fire must be pretty bad now that the instructor knows about it, right?"
From the time the fire started, the alarm was raised to the time the news spread, that was enough time for the fire to get worse and worse, from the weight of the mission's rewards and the mission's name 'Miracle Fire', Ichijō Mirai smelled something uncomplicated, he ignored the unimportant elements of the message and decided straight away, "As the righteous and brave police academy students, of course we have to go and help out, I think that's what the instructor expects too, isn't it?"
He answered himself, "Yes."
"Okay, then, Date-san who's not on a date, please tell us more about the fire information you know?"
While saying that, Ichijō Mirai pretended to recognize the direction and turned his head to ask Morofushi Hiromitsu in a low voice.
Morofushi Hiromitsu reluctantly pointed in the direction of the department store, and was rewarded for his good intentions by being grabbed by the shoulders and forced to go to the department store.
People have two hands, and the other person who Ichijō Mirai forced away was Date Wataru.
"...The instructor didn't say much about the fire on the phone, he seemed to have just found out about it and wasn't sure," Date Wataru was used to it, and after a few seconds of silence, he continued, "but there's just been a communication saying that the fire seems to be very serious, and that there are a lot of people, and it's in a department store, and that the police are urgently discussing how many people they should send out to rescue it, and that there could be a lot of manpower to spare. We can go to the police station to help."
There was a pause before he said wordlessly, "The instructor can also look forward to our participation in the support."
'Can look forward to it'.
Excluding all other factors, between helping out at the police station and going to an emergency fire scene, Date Wataru preferred the latter, and it's safe to assume that all of his classmates preferred the latter as well.
But to say with eyes wide open that 'the instructor expects us to support him, and we're going to fulfill his expectations! It's a bit too much of a "fight to the death" to be a martial art, isn't it?
"It's not 'can be expected', it's 'is expected'," Ichijō Mirai casually corrected, twisting the first wave to lead his classmates to the point of no return, and then letting go when he realized that the melons seemed to be willing to do so, "as well as the fact that I know that the Japanese Police pull their crotches, and I've spat on them for pulling their crotches during both the game and past phases of the game, but how can I be spitting on their crotches when a new phase has now come and gone? I'm still tweeting about their crotch pulling?"
"The first time a fire breaks out in a shopping mall should not be the emergency police, whether it is the police, firefighters or hospitals should be mobilized urgently, how the first time the nervousness is to 'discuss how many people to send' ah?"
He swore, "Believe me, even though the instructor may not realize it himself, he definitely expects us to go to the fire scene to help more than to go to the police station and watch the officers' heated discussions."
The instructor wasn't there, so there's no explanation.
Anyway, the instructor is normal and doesn't think it's normal for the police not to respond first.
The normal instructor was very helpful and gave accurate information. After walking for more than ten minutes with the help of the Morofushi high-quality
The neon lights of the city were still trying to emit the light that symbolizes mankind, creating a halo of red and blue light that blended with the neon light, and the orange light of the flames that rose up from the sky wasn't too blinding, and the black smoke that rolled through it brought the night back to life, so that even though the department store building was very tall, people far away wouldn't have noticed that a fire was going on at first glance.
Normally, the department store looks like a crystal clear blue jewel of a building, with floor-to-ceiling windows and gray walls intertwined between them, but after the fire started, the lower floors turned red like orange flares, while the upper floors, which were not affected by the spreading flames, were covered with black smoke and dark clouds.
With a quick glance, Ichijō Mirai was able to determine that the fire was on the third and fourth floors, and that it was so intense that it was blocking the escape routes of those on the upper floors who hadn't been able to get down in time.
A ring of police had been formed around the mall's main entrance, and those who had arrived were sweating profusely as they held back the crowds, focusing especially on the lucky escapees whose friends and family had not yet escaped, glancing back at the growing fire with obvious trepidation, while someone lifted a walkie-talkie and called out urgently to the other side of the room, presumably asking for backup.
It was at this point that the sirens of the fire trucks arrived, and a few of them struggled through the crowd, some jumping out and unloading their equipment before they came to a complete stop, while others gravely cleared a path toward the police and plotted a way into the building.
Time was of the essence, but Ichijō Mirai didn't move, stopping once he reached the cordon, looking around the building carefully at first, memorizing the floors and locations of the windows where people were seen, and then, after the fire trucks had arrived, silently surveying them and their occupants.
While he was looking around, Morofushi Hiromitsu spoke to the nearest police officer, who, with a surprised expression, subconsciously looked at Ichijō Mirai.
His gaze was focused on the eyes, and after seeing that Ichijō Mirai, who was frowning and observing, had red eyes, the surprise and skepticism on his face evaporated for a moment, and then he spoke into his walkie-talkie, raised the cordon a bit, and whispered, "You guys go in."
Ichijō Mirai had already finished his observation, and he swept over the firefighters who were busy starting to extinguish the fire and rushing towards the mall, and said to his classmates, "There are a lot of trapped people on the upper floors, we have to lay out the rescue beds as soon as possible, and we need someone to go up there to communicate with the trapped people, and cooperate with those near the rescue beds to bring them down as soon as possible, or else even if the fire doesn't spread up there, they're still going to die from the fumes."
While speaking quickly, he reached out and took the walkie-talkie in the police officer's hand, gestured and asked if there were any more walkie-talkies, then realized that the police officer should not be able to read it, so he simply pointed to the other police officers, then pointed to the walkie-talkie, and finally pointed to himself.
The police officer hesitantly turned around and asked his partner for a walkie-talkie.
"We'll communicate over the walkie-talkies later," Ichijō Mirai said, "and anyone who goes in and finds a trapped person should use the walkie-talkies to report their location."
"If the walkie-talkies don't work... then try to memorize the locations of all the trapped people you come across, and I'll come to you for last words when I get a chance."
"Ok," Morofushi Hiromitsu's eyes retracted from the firefighting, "I'll go ask if there's any extra equipment, and for the rescue bed, I'll,"
Date Wataru took over, "I'll do it,"
"I've studied this before," he said, "I should be able to work with the firefighters, we'll talk on the walkie-talkie, and if not, we'll have to rely on a tacit agreement."
It's a tacit understanding that the police should agree that in xx situations, xx people should be rescued.
"Okay," Ichijō Mirai said without further ado, simply rushing in after making sure there was someone comfortable enough to stay on the first floor, "I'll go in first then."
With no intention of equipping himself with anything, he rushed out without even picking up a wet towel, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand.
The moment he stepped into the first floor, the mission details were updated.
[Mission Details: This is a raging hellfire that is venting its hateful fury by passionately burning human bones.]
[Total number of people to be rescued: 156 (0 rescued, 35 dead, 121 to be rescued).]
The first floor has fallen, and a few more steps inside are a smoky eye and a haze of smoke and fire.
Ichijō Mirai swept through the details and recognized the direction of the stairs in the thick smoke, he could hear a subconscious yell behind him and the sound of a voice following, but did not look back, covered his nose with his arm and rushed towards the floor without changing his face.
When he passed the elevator, his ears twitched, and he braked sharply, somewhat incredulously: there was a dull, muffled clapping sound in the elevator.
From the sound, not in the first floor, but in the location of the second and third floors, should be someone in a hurry to get into the elevator habitually, want to escape through the elevator down to the first floor, but was trapped.
After a few seconds' pause, the person who had immediately followed the elevator had caught up with Morofushi Hiromitsu, holding a wet towel that had been urgently handed to him by the police officer who had just almost lost his mind.
He tapped Ichijō Mirai on the shoulder without even looking over, in the direction of the elevator, and practically forced the wet towel over Ichijō Mirai's face, "Elevator?"
"...There's no one in the elevator, is there?"
It was a bit of a retaliation, Ichijō Mirai glanced at Morofushi Hiromitsu's rare unsmiling face and reached out to take the towel, "Well, it's probably on the second or third floor, they're all yours,"
"You tap the elevator and ask what floor they're on, see if you can break the door open and get them out, I'll go upstairs and look for the source of the fire."
Handing over a rescue mission, Ichijō Mirai once again ignored Morofushi Hiromitsu's voice calling out to him and rushed upstairs.
Rushed to the fourth floor, the fire is even more raging, from the extremely pungent air, he smelled the gasoline was pressed almost can not smell.
While the first and second floors were still alive with the cries for help of the few trapped, the third and fourth floors were silent, with only the crackling of flames and the sound of collapsing objects, and the fourth floor was more severely burned than the first, with traces of the flames spreading all over the place.
Ichijō Mirai walked a dozen meters into the fourth floor before he could tell from the wreckage that this floor was dedicated to food sales.
Putting down his wet towel, he passed a few stores with traces of gasoline, frowning as he looked for signs of foul play.
As he walked past the restrooms of the mall, a second sound, other than the crackling of the flames, finally sounded: "Drip," "drip," "drip"...
In contrast to the ferocious, unforgiving crackling, this ticking sound was unhurried, pulsating one after another, like a tub of cold water in the middle of a scorching inferno.
It was the sound of a time bomb.
The system beeped, slowly updating the latest progress: [Bombs to Defuse: 0/5.]
Ichijō Mirai: "..."
No way, sir, what's the big deal, who did the department store hurt?
Rather speechlessly, he pressed the walkie-talkie to share a surprise moment with his classmates, "Five time bombs have been found."
"Cai Cai, Liao Liao, cheat code, please, bye-bye, see you next round."
No one was there to pick up on his daily tantrums at this critical juncture, and soon Matsuda Jinpei's voice came blasting out of the walkie-talkie, "Huh? A time bomb?!"
This was followed by Morofushi Hiromitsu's voice, "Three trapped in the elevator have been rescued, and two people are trapped ten meters to the side of the west stairwell on the second floor, and have been rescued."
His voice was calm, except for a gasping breath, and unlike Matsuda Jinpei's explosive mike, it sounded as if he had sent someone out for the time being, and was currently outside of the scene.
Suddenly, his voice hesitated, "The time bomb means the fire must be man-made, right?"
"Something fell from the top floor, a..."
Banner.
As Morofushi Hiromitsu spoke, Ichijō Mirai, who had noticed the sound of a bomb starting to rush, and had immediately moved away, saw a bright red color fluttering by the window.
The words written on the red banner were quite difficult to read due to the flames, smoke and wind.
But the force of the bomb's explosion obliterated these external forces in a rather overbearing way, leaving the banner to flutter outward under its own influence.
And so the words became clear: "This is only the first gift.
[This is only the first gift, Prime Minister Uemoto, 'Satan'.]
This is just the first...Uemoto...Prime Minister...
...'Satan'?
What? Big brother, who are you?