The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

There is no other reason—behind Mori Kogoro, there is a child who is just as panting as him.

"Conan?! Why did you follow me?!"

Mumu Shisan also widened his eyes, and then looked at Mori Kogoro with dissatisfaction.

Take a child to the scene of a murder, but now you send the child to a hospital that may explode in the near future?

After all, you are a famous detective. Are you afraid that some protection organizations will trouble you?

"Forget about the police department. We don't have time to worry about these things now. Our time is very tight." Looking at Edogawa Conan, who was begging him desperately with a smile on his head, Atsuto Yamashita sighed and spoke out. Circus.

Even Kogoro Mori, who was disliked by Mu Mushisan, directly punched Conan on the head: "This time, don't run around anymore, understand?!"

Mori Kogoro's face was extremely serious, and Conan, who was covering his head, nodded subconsciously.

Bombs don't recognize people, and the number of deaths per year in the Explosive Ordnance Disposal Team of the First Division of the Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department is enough to make people sad.

These bomb-installing criminals will bomb the same no matter who you are.

"Now, everyone is responsible for one building, let's start!"

Walking into the general monitoring room of the hospital, Mu Mu Shisan with his hands behind his back gave an order: "Remember, once you see a suspicious person, stop reporting to me immediately!"

"learn!"

The policemen who were united as one began to concentrate on watching the surveillance video within a week. Miwako Sato, who was able to move freely, glanced back and forth on the densely packed surveillance screens.

Only Shan Xia Turen was leaning against the wall alone, motionless.

"Yamashita-kun, what's wrong with you?"

"No, there are no seniors." Miwako Sato's doubts brought him back to his senses. He patted his forehead and then focused his attention on the monitor in front of him.

【Sayuri......】

Atsuto Yamashita, who subconsciously wanted to take out the cigarette case from his pocket, paused. After glancing at the crowd from the corner of his eyes, he took apart a lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth.

[Where is it? 】

To be honest, Atsuto Yamashita does not have much faith in historical surveillance.

But there is no way, the Mihua Central Hospital is so big, it will take a long time to evacuate the patients.

Atsuto Yamashita didn't want to put all his hopes on the bomb disposal team's building-to-building investigation, so he could only—? !

【Wait a moment! 】

[Investigate building by building? 】

【Damn! 】

Suddenly thinking of a possible Yamashita Toruto's face instantly became extremely ugly.

"Officer Yamashita—" Conan, who also thought of this point, was about to remind Yamashita Atsuto, and the latter had already gone to Memu Shisan before him.

"Police!"

"Change the monitor!"

"Cancel past historical monitoring and directly access real-time monitoring!"

"Everyone carefully observes every patient, nurse and even doctor who appears in the surveillance camera!"

What Atsuto Yamashita said surprised everyone except Conan Edogawa.

"Yamashita-kun, you—"

"I understand."

Before Miwako Sato could finish her words, Meguro Shisan, who chose to trust Yamashita Atsuto, immediately asked the hospital staff to do the same.

"The prisoner must have considered that the warning letter will be cracked soon, which means that the police's large-scale evacuation of the crowd is also in his plan."

"As long as he pretends to be someone in the hospital, he can easily know when the police cracked the mystery of the notice letter and keep track of our movements."

"The most important thing is that he can get great psychological pleasure from doing so."

"Because from his point of view, we're doing an ironic thing right now -- protecting him."

"Protect him, the criminal!"

Atsuto Yamashita kept looking at the real-time access monitoring.

To judge others by himself, Atsuto Yamashita felt that if he was such a confident criminal, he would definitely do this.

Seeing the police being stupid under their own calculations, seeing the police working hard under their own calculations but in vain, and even seeing the policemen protecting themselves, the culprit, with a pleasant face, the joy and satisfaction that spontaneously arises in my heart is simply unbelievable. is incomparable.

"Also, the sentence in the notice letter [The Colosseum in ancient Rome is still playing a hymn belonging to the warrior]..."

"That guy is going to watch this place turn into a colosseum full of corpses!"

Gritting his teeth, Conan subconsciously accepted Yamashita's words, and he was so horrified that he even forgot the tone of pretending to be a primary school student.

"That's right, that guy is going to turn the people in this hospital into gladiators fighting for himself."

Atsuto Yamashita narrowed his eyes, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes: "And we policemen are the beasts that these gladiators must defeat if they want to leave this colosseum!"

Question: What should be done to make an ordinary person fall into panic and riot as quickly as possible?