Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 36 Who Bought Your Bomb?

"No, Conan, you can't do this."

Mao Lilan, who was stunned for a moment, came back to her senses, leaned over and rubbed the boy's head, and said in a gentle tone: "The police are all working on the Shinkansen now, if you go up rashly, if you disturb them, then-"

"But...but I can't hold it anymore, what should I do..." Conan, whose legs have been twisted into a pussy, put on a crying face, pinched his throat and shook his childhood sweetheart's hand non-stop: "Sister Xiaolan ..."

Mao Lilan, who wanted to say something, couldn't help but sighed after Conan's face was pitiful and cute, and swallowed the words: "Dad—"

"Be quiet, brat! Where do you get so much energy every day!" Mori Kogoro, who thought Conan had gone mad again, was not used to it, and came over and punched him on the head——

It hurts!

Conan, who was still acting cute a second ago, tilted his neck, and his legs returned to normal in an instant, and he knelt down with his head in his hands and tears in his eyes, and he didn't mention going to the toilet.

Unexpectedly, Mao Lilan, who was able to get started with his father, immediately squatted down and hugged Conan, gently rubbing the back of his head for him, raised his head and said dissatisfiedly: "Dad! What are you doing?! Conan is just a child!"

"It's because I'm a child that I have to take good care of it. This time, he was lucky enough to kick a good quality bomb. But if the bomb in the box is unstable, everyone in the whole car must be buried with him."

Kogoro Mori, who straightened his tie, glanced at Miwako Sato, who had already led the team to guide the passengers, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Really, don't tell me when you know something happened, morning specials like Masked Superman Have you watched too many dramas?
"Just now, in front of Criminal Sato, I gave this child a little heroic face. If I were to be a policeman, I would have kicked his ass when I met such a child."

While speaking, he glared at the aggrieved Conan again. From the corner of his eyes, Mouri Kogoro caught sight of Megushisan who had already led a large army to the scene, and immediately changed his face to meet him.

"Conan, Dad is right. Why didn't you tell us anything about such a big thing? It's really lucky this time..." Mao Lilan felt terrified after her father said this. Looking down at the aggrieved child, for some reason, she suddenly felt that the child had become normal again?
"I kicked the bomb because I heard the prisoner say that the bomb will explode ten seconds after being hit hard, so I kicked it..."

"..."

"So, why does a child like him have the confidence to kick through the glass of a Shinkansen car?"

More than 20 minutes later, with the assistance of a large number of police officers, all passengers have begun to evacuate in an orderly way.After handing over the description of the parties that she had recorded to her immediate superior, Meguro Shisan, Miwako Sato still couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart, and leaned on the edge of the carriage to look at the people who were picking and choosing inside.

"Who knows, maybe others are born with supernatural powers." Katsumi Uehara, who walked out of the carriage with an evidence box, subconsciously glanced at Conan Edogawa who was being taken into a police car not far away. It's so dazzling under the scorching sun.

Miwako Sato, who was also attracted by Maori and his group following Katsumi Uehara's movements, gave the man a white look: "This is a 7-year-old child, 7 years old."

"He is 17 years old, so he is born with supernatural powers, otherwise how do you explain it?" Katsumi Uehara pointed to another evidence box in the carriage and shrugged: "Let the person in charge of the company in charge of this Shinkansen come out and hold a press conference. Let him say that the material of the carriage is equal to paper paste, and a child can pierce it?"

"That's still natural power." Miwako Sato, who bent down to pick up another evidence box, tilted her head and blurted out without the slightest hesitation.

The two, each holding an evidence box, walked side by side, and slowly walked towards the fan EVO who was parked at the side.

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"Name?"

"Ikeda Array."

"age?"

"45 is old."

"Home address?"

"..."

"Oh no, you've already been caught stealing and got it. How can you still be haggling? Saying your home address will wrong you or you don't have a home at all?"

Metropolitan Police Department, Search Section [-], Violent Crime Department [-], Interrogation Room.

After hearing the disrespectful words of the male policeman in front of him, the blond man in a long black trench coat couldn't restrain his brows with anger.

"Pay attention to your attitude, Uehara." Miwako Sato, who was sitting next to Katsumi Uehara, played with the ballpoint pen in her hand, flipped through the documents in her hand and did not forget to follow up habitually.

For the two of them, this kind of cooperation has long been familiar and clear.

"Mr. Ikeda, you should be clear about your current situation. There is no need to engage in such unnecessary resistance." The tip of the ballpoint pen tapped the table, and Miwako Sato looked up at the blond prisoner with a cold face, and said calmly: " And if you cooperate actively, I believe the judge may give you a reduced sentence at the discretion of the time."

"There is nothing to say. She asked me to buy information about the price of gold, and I sold the information to her for [-] million yen. But obviously, I failed this time."

Perhaps there was Katsumi Uehara for comparison. When Miwako Sato was speaking, the prisoner named Jin Ikeda was obviously more willing to start the conversation: "According to my original plan, that idiot will be killed by bombing."

"We have compared the traces of the explosion at the scene. It is not an ordinary homemade bomb. Judging from the material of the fragments, it has reached the military level. Not everyone can get such a bomb."

After a cryptic exchange of glances with Katsumi Uehara, Miwako Sato continued to ask, "You should know what this means, Mr. Ikeda?"

"Of course I know. You want to know the specific source of the bomb, because it is very dangerous." Flicking the golden bangs that spread a little in front of his forehead, and shaking the long golden hair that was thrown over his shoulders, Ikeda smiled all over his face, and the corners of his eyes were full of folds.

Although the posture looks humble, but the tone is chilling——

"In fact, I got this batch of explosives when I went abroad a few years ago. It took me a lot of thought to bring them back to Japan. I believe you have also seen the power. If it explodes normally, the whole piece of explosives Everyone on the Shinkansen will die, including the carriages.”

"Ikeda—"

"Who did you sell to?"

Miwako Sato was about to ask questions, but was interrupted by Katsumi Uehara who had been observing the prisoner by his side.

"Yo, are you not cooperating, this... sorry, what's your name?" Ikeda turned his head slightly with a brighter smile on his face.

"Katsumi Uehara, this name is easy to remember." Katsumi Uehara put his hands on the interrogation table and stood up slowly with his eyes to signal Miwako Sato to stop talking. Put it on his shoulder, leaned over with a smile and said, "If you still can't remember, I can record it and play it in a loop in your ear for a whole day."

"Officer Uehara, are you threatening me?"

"On the way back, I kept thinking about a question, why did you choose to blow up the entire Shinkansen when you wanted to eat black, and let so many innocent passengers go to the ground with your stupid customer."

Uehara Katsumi, who didn't answer the prisoner's question, pinched his chin with his left hand, forced him to look at him, and the smile between his brows gradually disappeared: "I never thought about it, but you just said that you deliberately made this thing It was brought back from abroad, and it was said that if it exploded normally, the people in the whole car would die.

"I suddenly had an idea, is this also a sales show for you? By blowing up the Shinkansen to promote the batch of explosives you brought back?
"You can sell the inside information of gold for [-] million yen. A bomb of this grade must be charged even more expensively. Use a bomb that can blow up an entire Shinkansen to kill a person who buys gold news and plans to short it Goods, I doubt how much you can earn with this [-] million. The most common thing for normal businessmen should be to send a bullet directly.

"But you didn't, so you have to use this kind of military-grade bomb.

"I wonder if it's because the buyer who bought your bomb has scruples, so you probably...need an explosion to prove it?"

On Ikeda Jin's old wrinkled face, the deliberately piled smile gradually disappeared.

Miwako Sato, who was staring at the prisoner's reaction, looked completely solemn.

"Looks like I guessed right, Mr. Ikeda."

Katsumi Uehara, who let go of the man's chin, patted his cheek with a smile, lifted his buttocks while standing up, and sat on the interrogation table in front of the prisoner Ikeda Jin: "Now, tell me Who bought your bomb?"

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