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Chapter 301: 1200 million hostages that shocked the Metropolitan Police Department (22)

Inside the Dongdu Tower, the bomb disposal team carefully placed the bomb disposal tools on the elevator roof from above, and each step seemed so slow and cautious.

"Release, release..." Conan's voice echoed in the car, and he nervously directed the team members outside. Finally, the bomb disposal tool fell steadily into his hands.

"Are you okay?" the bomb disposal team member asked with concern.

"It's okay, I got it." Conan responded briefly and immediately plunged into the intense bomb disposal work.

At the same time, the bomb disposal team leader outside the East Capital Tower was also nervously directing: "Okay, Gao Mu, let's get started. Start with the photosensitive detonator."

Takagi Wataru carefully examined the complex bomb structure diagram, sweat dripping down his forehead. He took a deep breath and followed the captain's instructions: "Yes!"

[Takagi hasn't started yet! Conan starts taking it apart first.

Jinpei Matsuda, well, that's good. If you just followed the instructions, I would doubt your confidence just now.

Kenji Ogihara, it seems like this guy has a steady hand. He's a good bomb disposal expert!

Jinpei Matsuda, boy, are you interested in becoming my disciple? I will teach you all my skills.

Takagi Wataru, Matsuda-kun, we have so many people in the Investigation Section, and you didn't say you wanted to take one in! I think I can...

Jinpei Matsuda, huh, there is no one in the First Investigation Division who is good enough at bomb disposal. There is no potential at all.

Miwako Sato is still as arrogant as she was back then.

Ida Kou, senior, you are so powerful.

Matsuda Jinpei, squad leader, please stop making fun of me. I am a straightforward person and I only speak the truth. 】

"In one minute, the lights in the elevator will go out. Put on your infrared night vision goggles." The captain's voice came through the communicator, reminding them of the next steps.

As the lights gradually went out, Takagi and Conan put on infrared night vision goggles, and the world in front of them turned green. Takagi confirmed the steps again: "Do you understand the steps just now, Conan?"

However, Conan did not respond immediately. He concentrated on finding the location of the photoelectric tube, silently saying in his heart: "Found it, photoelectric tube. Just cut this wire..."

[Audience rooftop, I still don't understand why this bomb has a photosensitive device? ]

With a click, the line was successfully cut. Conan breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself, "I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Seeing this, Takagi Wataru quickly asked, "Conan, did you hear that?"

Conan nodded. Although his voice was calm, he could not hide his inner nervousness: "Yes, I can hear you. Go on. What's next is..."

Takagi Wataru continued to calmly direct the bomb disposal work. His voice came through the communicator, clear and firm: "Well! After the cover is removed, you will see many strange devices. At the top, there should be a small thing that can be activated by light, called a photoelectric tube. First, we have to cut the wire leading from the photoelectric tube."

However, Conan was completely immersed in the tense atmosphere of bomb disposal at this time. He quickly operated the tools in his hands while analyzing each step to himself: "Bypass this... No, it's still powered! Not good, not good... Then insert the plastic insulating sheet into this gap..."

[Jinpei Matsuda, how does this kid's brain work? He can defuse a bomb and make inferences at the same time.

Ogihara Kenji, yes, this is too strong. I can only focus on defusing bombs. 】

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, the code that was closely related to the bomb. "Speaking of that code, it seems to say 'It's useless even if you have an excellent relief pitcher.' Does excellent mean a high ERA? But why is it the American Professional Baseball League? This is Japan, wouldn't it be fine to write a Japanese professional baseball player?"

Conan's thoughts began to drift away, and he tried to combine the clues in the code with the current situation. "Wait... overtime, ERA, reversal, Major League Baseball... Could it be that the location of the other bomb is..."

At this moment, Takagi Wataru's voice interrupted his thoughts: "Listen carefully, Conan, after we finish what we just did, the next thing is..."

Conan came back to his senses and interrupted Takagi Wataru's command: "Officer Takagi, I want to talk to you about something."

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