Non-mainstream Conan viewing style

Prosecutor Makoto Kusakabe suddenly stopped, with a hint of confusion and defensiveness in his tone: "What are you two going to do?"

Conan's eyes flashed with the sharp light unique to detectives. He gently adjusted his glasses and raised a confident smile. "I should have noticed it earlier. When I saw the list of evidence you submitted, the glass fragment...only the criminal would know that it was part of the real fire. And you submitted it as evidence. When everyone still thought that the fire was caused by high-voltage cables, the timing was just right.

"By the way," Amuro Toru took over the conversation, his eyes were just as sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts, "the method used in that case was also to use NOR to conduct illegal intrusion. You used the method used in the case you were in charge of to launch a cyber terrorist attack, right?"

Makoto Kusakabe's face changed slightly, but then he regained his composure, as if he was not going to admit it. Conan continued to reveal the truth without mercy: "But you also miscalculated. NAZU has completed a system that can track criminals. After discovering this, you deliberately used the defective Nor to invade, disguised as an IoT terrorist attack, and set your boss's phone on fire. You did this to mislead the police, right? That's why the timing of the IoT terrorist attack is so strange."

Before he could finish his words, Kusakabe Makoto suddenly snatched back his cell phone, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "Don't touch my things without permission!" After saying that, he turned and ran away like a frightened rabbit.

"Stop..." Conan and Amuro Toru shouted almost at the same time, followed by a rapid chase. Conan picked up a coffee can from the side while running, his eyes determined: "How could I let you escape?" As he said that, he kicked it hard, and the can drew a perfect arc in the air, hitting Makoto Kusakabe's back.

However, Kusakabe Makoto quickly got up and continued to run away as if he was spring-loaded. Conan couldn't help but feel annoyed: "Damn, is it impossible?" Amuro Toru seemed relatively calm: "No problem."

After that, Amuro Toru nimbly took a shortcut and with a beautiful grappling move, he firmly controlled Kusakabe Makoto on the ground. He panted slightly: "Prosecutor Kusakabe Makoto, is your motive for launching a terrorist attack really to attack the public security police? As long as the summit venue explodes and the American probe falls in Tokyo, the public security police will completely lose their prestige. Is this your plan?"

Kusakabe Makoto remained silent, just staring with his eyes wide open.

Amuro Toru stared at Kusakabe Makoto in front of him with a sharp gaze, and asked with a hint of confusion and anger: "Why do you hate the public security police to this extent?"

A complex emotion flashed across Kusakabe Makoto's face. He raised his head slightly and his eyes met with Amuro Toru's. "As long as you still cover up everything, we, the Public Security Procuratorate, will not be able to enforce justice."

Conan stood aside, frowning, his voice calm and firm: "For the sake of justice, it doesn't matter if someone dies?"

Makoto Kusakabe's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was considering something. "I didn't intend to kill ordinary people. That's why I detonated it when only the public security police were present. I chose an IoT terrorist attack that is less likely to cause death. The landing site of the return capsule was also chosen there."

Conan frowned even more when he heard this: "Is the purpose of shutting down the power supply to the Metropolitan Police Department also to allow ordinary people in the building to evacuate?"

Kusakabe Makoto nodded slightly: "Yes."

Amuro Toru sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Is that so? You created an IoT terrorist attack on the way here to prevent people from entering this area."

Conan's eyes flashed with anger: "Even so, the possibility of someone being sacrificed is still very high!"

Kusakabe Makoto took a deep breath, as if making his last struggle: "For the sake of justice, some sacrifices are unavoidable."

Conan said loudly: "You are not talking about justice!"