Conan: Nakamura-kun is forced to be almighty

The end of bomb disposal basically means that the most dangerous part has come to an end.

Nakamura didn't need to go back to the Metropolitan Police Department after taking leave. He might as well go directly to Mori's house.

Hagiwara's life was saved, and he should enjoy a few days of vacation in peace.

If you stay tense all the time, your spirit will collapse.

Nakamura, who is exhausted by busy college life, has experience in this.

At the same time, Hagiwara and Matsuda have led the team back to the explosives team.

To them, this was just a normal field case, except that the signal jammer did not cause any more alarm.

At present, the police department is still nervously directing the police officers of the search section to search for the two cunning bombers.

The news that the two bomb disposal policemen completed the bomb disposal task ahead of schedule was naturally heard by the two robbers on the radio. The two prisoners drove away like frightened birds, without any leisurely time.

Fortunately, although he was interrogated along the way, he was not exposed.

The two of them grew up together, and came together from a small town to the bustling metropolis of Tokyo.

The older man has more ideas and has learned some knowledge. His knowledge is not enough for him to live a masterful life, but it also allows him to get a job as an electrician.

This job is inconspicuous in the streets and alleys, but it can also be accessed in some high-end residential areas. High-rise buildings such as the Asai Villa District fall within his business scope.

She works in a prosperous area, but lives in a veritable slum, at the junction of Mikka Town and Aido Town.

Yes, the two of them actually live quite close to Fang Gu.

The huge gap in life made this down-and-out middle-aged man eager to change.

As for his little brother, he is not very smart, but he is better than obedient. He is used to having him around since he was a child, and he doesn't dislike him for anything.

Once again woken up by hunger at night, the older man named Kirishima Tori finally made up his mind.

Cats have cat lanes, rats have rat lanes.

Kirishima was extremely mobile and hooked up with an underground force to get a batch of explosives. He was an electrician with a certain foundation, and the bombs were quickly assembled.

His younger brother was always in a panic, and retreated several times, but was persuaded by the huge profits to follow suit.

His mental health was already worrying, but when he saw the police officers standing guard all over the street, he felt panic written on his face.

Kirishima Rei's face was also terrifyingly gloomy, but he had to take time to comfort his little brother.

He was filled with doubts about how quickly the police interpreted the codes and found two bomb placement locations like a god.

After another cross-examination was over, the younger brother was shaking like chaff and about to cry.

This expression was really cowardly and ugly, and Kirishima, who had long been used to it, suddenly felt impatient.

Why is his little brother such a coward? Doesn't he deserve a partner with a normal IQ?

Wait, could it be that this guy couldn't bear the pressure and betrayed the information?

Kirishima looked at his little brother carefully.

Wearing a hat, he is quite tall, with dark skin and dull eyes. At first glance, he looks like a mediocre person who is tired of running around for life.

There was a subtle resemblance to his own face, and it was to the extent that even if he dressed up and went to a high-end restaurant, the waiter would talk behind his back.

Kirishima is very clear: this crime is to cut off the escape route. Whether he is caught or not, he will never be able to return to his previous peaceful life.

A ransom call to the police was made, and although it failed, they were the ones who planted the bomb.

As long as you are caught, you will never be free again, and you will always be wanted.

The prerequisite for freedom is to say goodbye to the past. Everything that cannot keep up with you should be abandoned.

The most obvious and impossible-to-ignore symbol of his past life is this little brother.

The prisoner's psychology and the conflicts behind it have nothing to do with the explosives team.

On the way back, Hagiwara talked with Matsuda and naturally mentioned the mysterious man who specially sent the signal jammer and the bomb this time.

The bomb on his side has many traps. Although the principle is not complicated, it is very time-consuming. Thanks to the signal jammer,

After listening to Hagiwara's description of the mysterious man, Matsuda felt a little familiar, but he couldn't think of the source for the moment.

Returning to the explosives team, Matsuda went straight to the separate small conference room of the Beigong Police Department.

When it comes to life safety, he won't be polite.

Before he knocked on the door, he heard Beigong Police Department arguing on the phone inside.

Without lowering his voice at all, he was talking about the signal jammer. Matsuda stopped, listened to the whole thing outside, and left quietly.

It can be seen that the Beigong Police Department is also angry that there is no signal jammer. In that case, there is no need for him to say anything.

Team Hagiwara had just finished handling a big case and had a short break, and all the team members were in the conference room.

Kasahara finally had time to share what he saw with his fellow team members.

The highlight is of course the mysterious man.

Someone immediately interrupted the distinctive description.

"Could it be the legendary [Tsukiyomi]? The one who has been very popular in the past month or two?"

Very few people can stay away from gossip, and it is always easy for a group of people to gather in lively places.

"[Tsukuyomi]? Is he the one who appears at night? I heard he can help people."

"I've heard many people mention it, but I've never seen it myself."

"Of course, isn't it? Isn't it a bit too shameful if we, the police, still need him to save us?"

At this moment, the liaison officer of Team Hagiwara raised his hand weakly, "That... I have seen it."

Everyone immediately looked over, "Is it true? Is he always wearing a mask?"

After being a transparent person for a long time, Tanaka Ryo took a step back uncomfortably and said, "Yes... yes, I once came home too late and was robbed. It was a man wearing a pure black full-face mask who robbed me." The robbers were scared away."

"The robber seemed to be scared. He just changed from leaning against the wall to standing, and the robber just ran away."

Kasahara quickly asked, "Did you talk to him? What was his voice like? Does he have any other characteristics besides the mask?"

Tanaka recalled for a while, "I said thank you to him, but he didn't answer, so he turned and left. Because it was too dark and he was facing the light, he couldn't see the features clearly. He only noticed the mask. But judging from the shadow, he was a male. undoubtedly."

Kasahara was a little disappointed, it seemed like he knew a little more information.

Hagiwara was always the center of the conversation, but today, because he didn't understand this [Tsukuyomi] at all, he couldn't get in the middle of the conversation, so he just quietly listened to the gossip of the people in the team.

He didn't say anything to stop him. It was his usual practice to let his teammates relax after finishing the case. Otherwise, he wouldn't get along so harmoniously with the team members who were more senior than him.

There are four teams in the second group. Unlike Hagiwara's team, which has just finished its work, the other teams are actively preparing for the battle.

The team closest to Hagiwara's team could faintly hear mutterings in the corner.

Sanada, the captain of the team next door, provided new clues, "I know the website address of his support club, and there are pictures on it."

The team captains all spoke, and the people in their team naturally came over.

The Explosive Affairs Team needed to sort out files. As network technology gradually developed, they also followed the trend and established an official website and data backup on the Internet.

Everyone has a desktop computer on their desk, but the current Internet speed is very slow, and it takes several minutes to open a web page.

As captains, Hagiwara and Sanada's desks were right next door, and he could see the web address over there if he craned his neck.

I turned on my computer and started typing. The browser took almost thirty seconds to open this forum-like website.

The title reads "Tsukiyomi Support Club" generously.

There are partitions below: chat, events, and pictures, a total of three modules.

Hagiwara figured it out after just flipping through it.

The chat area is for players to communicate. The titles of the posts are usually of the time check-in type. Basically, someone tells about encountering [Tsukuyomi]. Basically, without exception, it will become everyone's confession post.

The case area is much simpler, and a special arrangement was made to sort out the events [Tsukiyomi] participated in, accurate to the minute.

The picture area contains pictures taken by everyone when they meet [Tsukuyomi] by chance or pictures taken from surveillance videos.

The picture is not clear, and the surveillance picture is so blurry that only a single figure can be seen.

Almost all of the pictures I took were backlit photos. Except for the mask, which was very conspicuous, other features were very hazy, just like the camera's built-in blur.

This kind of photos were obtained through all possible means. There are only a few of them, but they are expressed in high-rise buildings.

No. 3: My skills are unrivaled. No one can expose Nakamura-kun’s true colors and make us more in debt!

[This Tsukuyomi is very good at hiding. ]

Unlike others who only saw that the bomb disposal went smoothly, Hagiwara, as a person involved, actually felt chilled behind his back.

He would probably be scolded if he said a lot of things to Matsuda, but he would naturally say whatever he said in a relaxed manner.

In fact, he knew very well that without the signal jammer, there would not have been the incident at Nakamura's dinner party that made Matsuda lose his temper and make three chapters.

Whether he can come back today is a big question mark.

He thanked him silently in his heart and became very interested in Mr. [Tsukuyomi].

Nakamura, who had just arrived downstairs at Mouri's house, sneezed loudly, and for some reason, goosebumps appeared on the skin on the back of his neck.

Arriving at the second floor, Nakamura knocked on the door three times, then opened it and went in.

"Senior, excuse me!"

Mouri Kogoro lay on his desk and greeted weakly, "You kid is here again. Today Lan went to school and Leopard also went out."

Nakamura understood the subtext, but stepped forward calmly.

"Senior, I just met Leopard at the bomb scene."

There were several empty beer bottles on Mouri Kogoro's desk, but his expression did not change at all, unlike the drunken look he saw every time Nakamura came over.

He fiddled with a beer bottle, making it gurgle.

He answered nonchalantly, "It's normal for a cat to have fun and run around."

"On the clothes I was wearing over there in Jianggu, I found fur that was the same color as the leopard."

Mouri Kogoro then raised his eyes and glanced at Nakamura who was standing in front of the desk.

"I have a photo to share with you." Mouri Kogoro took out a photo from his desk drawer and pushed it in front of Nakamura.

Without looking at Nakamura's reaction, he added, "Nakamura-kun, cats have a very sensitive sense of smell. My leopard has never mistakenly recognized anyone."

Nakamura turned and left.

[Damn old fox! ]

Mouri Kogoro, who was lying on the table, lazily stood up and stretched.

“Lying under the kotatsu is perfect for winter!”

PS: The second volume is over, please read what the author has to say.