Non-mainstream Conan viewing style

Attorney Eri Kisaki's office. Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki sat on the sofa, looking a little anxious.

Mao Lilan's eyes were fixed on Kisaki Eri's face, and her words were full of confusion: "Mom, why? Why don't you defend Dad?"

Suzuki Sonoko said anxiously, "Do you also think that it was really my uncle who blew up the venue? How is that possible?"

Kisaki Eri sighed softly, her eyes gentle but firm, she slowly said: "No, of course I know he can't do that. He is a person that my wife, Maori Kogoro, knows well. He has his own principles and bottom line."

After hearing this, Mao Lilan's doubts became even greater. She asked, "Why? Since you know he is not that kind of person, why don't you defend him in person?"

Hibiki Eri shook her head slightly, with a hint of complex emotions in her eyes: "Lawyers will not defend their close relatives, Xiaolan. Because they are likely to be judged as lacking objectivity by the judge. In court, we need calm and fair judgments, and when facing our relatives, this objectivity is often disturbed by emotions. In other words, if I take over his case, it may be counterproductive and I will not be able to get the best result for him."

After hearing this, Mao Lilan's face was full of surprise and confusion. She murmured to herself: "How could this happen..."

Seeing this, Hibiki Eri gently patted the back of Mao Lilan's hand to comfort her: "Don't worry, Xiaolan. I have already contacted other excellent lawyers, and someone will take over this case soon."

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Yuya Kazami sat at his desk, holding the phone tightly in his hand. On the other end of the call was Toru Amuro, the man who was always calm and sharp.

"Unfortunately, as Mr. Fūya said, if it had been discovered earlier, our colleagues from the Public Security Bureau would not have died." There was a hint of heaviness in Yuya Kazami's voice that was difficult to conceal.

On the other end of the phone, Amuro Toru's voice was steady and powerful: "Yes, we didn't expect an explosion before the summit began. This caught us all by surprise."

Yuya Kazami took a deep breath and continued, "Right now, we are investigating domestic radicals and international terrorists who are on the record of the public security department, hoping to find some clues."

"Well, I'm also conducting an important investigation here." There was a hint of concentration in Amuro Toru's voice, "I'm investigating the communication connected to the gas switch on site. The system used for that communication is a bit strange. It doesn't seem to be the one we are used to."

"What?" There was a hint of surprise in Yuya Kazami's voice, "Could this be a breakthrough?"

"Maybe." There was uncertainty in Amuro Toru's voice. "But I will continue to investigate further. Once there is any progress, I will inform the Metropolitan Police Department and the Public Security Bureau as soon as possible."

Yuya Kazami nodded. Although the other party couldn't see it, he still made this action subconsciously: "I know, Mr. Fūya, please be careful on your side as well."

Amuro Toru smiled softly, as if to ease the tense atmosphere: "Don't worry, I will. By the way, how is that matter going?"

Yuya Kazami was startled. He knew what Toru Amuro was referring to: "2291 is ready, and everything is going according to plan."

At this moment, the sky outside the window suddenly brightened, and the first ray of sunlight completely poured into the office. Amuro Toru seemed to be able to feel the brightness through the phone, and he said softly, "Ah, it's dawn."

Yuya Kazami's heart moved, as if he saw the dawn of hope: "Mr. Fūya?"

"Got it." Toru Amuro responded briefly and forcefully, then hung up the phone.