Non-mainstream Conan viewing style

In the dim underground water tank, Elenika's voice was filled with grief that could not be ignored as she slowly recounted Pramya's crimes and their team's journey of revenge.

"Pramya, the terrorist who used special liquid explosives, has the blood of innocent people on his hands. My family is also one of the victims. Here, everyone has lost a loved one or someone they love, all because of that hateful bomb." Elenika's eyes flashed with hatred and determination, and her voice echoed in the empty reservoir.

Another person dressed as a pumpkin head responded in Russian, then took off his pumpkin head, revealing the face of Gregory. He nodded, signaling everyone to take off their masks. Suddenly, there were several more faces in the reservoir, some young and some old, all carrying the mission of revenge.

Dmitri, the man who had been pointing a gun at Takagi Wataru, also seemed to be particularly focused at this moment. Conan, on the other hand, was quietly observing all this in the dark, secretly trying to figure out the origin and purpose of this folk group.

"We are tracking Pramya independently," Elenika continued, her voice revealing an unquestionable determination. She looked at Gao Mushi and handed him a pen and paper. "Three years ago, you dismantled the bomb that Pramya planted in the building. You must know something about the structure of that bomb. We hope you can tell us."

Gao Mushi took the paper and pen. Although he was confused, he also understood the urgent needs of the people in front of him. He nodded, "I see. I understand."

"As long as we know the characteristics of the bomb, we can predict where it might be installed," Elenika explained. "In this way, maybe we can catch him and avenge our relatives."

Takagi Shige pondered for a moment, then looked up at Elenika, "But why are you unwilling to cooperate with the police? Wouldn't your actions be more secure if you had the support of the police?"

Elenika's eyes became complicated. "The police...can't be trusted." She answered briefly and forcefully, as if these four words already contained too much disappointment and distrust.

The mystery in front of the Metropolitan Police Department

Takagi Wataru stared at Elenica, his voice filled with disbelief, "The foreigner who was killed in front of the Metropolitan Police Department, was he also your companion?"

A trace of pain flashed in Elenica's eyes, and she nodded gently, "Yes, that's my brother Ollig. Pramya has a very cunning habit. He always burns down the bases used to prepare bombs before carrying out the explosion to destroy the evidence. A few months ago, my brother discovered that base and decided to investigate it himself."

At this point, Elenica's voice became a little choked up. "He successfully found a tablet computer from the rubble, which seemed to contain the design of the bomb and important information related to Tokyo. However, just a few seconds after he checked it, the picture suddenly disappeared and the tablet computer stopped responding. He realized that this matter was inextricably linked to Tokyo, so he decided to go to the Metropolitan Police Department for help."

Conan listened quietly and speculated in his heart: "So that's it. The burn marks on the tablet were left by the explosion. Moreover, the bomb that killed him was hidden in the tablet. It seems that Pramya had long anticipated that someone would find and take away the tablet, so he deliberately set this trap."

Gao Mushi's brows were knitted tightly. He continued to ask: "I understand. But why did your brother appear at the crime scene three years ago? What's going on?"

Elenica took a deep breath, as if trying to calm herself down. "That was one of our planned operations. We originally planned to entrust Pramya to blow up a building, and then catch him when he was carrying out the explosion. However, the plan did not go as we expected, and he escaped."