How can there be such a dangerous world of Conan

On the streets of Tokyo, countless police cars are constantly running, as if they are looking for something very important.

"no problem?"

Koizumi Mahiru looked at the police cars running non-stop outside, looking worried.

Although there was quite a hearty breakfast in front of her, Koizumi Mahiru was really in no mood to eat it. In the final analysis, it was because as a reporter, she possessed information that others could not.

"Didn't the bomber send a warning yesterday? It was the one from three years ago, and seven years ago."

Since I had lunch at noon yesterday, I have been smashed by the bombers. Even if I ate anything on the way, it was just some bread. Although the taste was okay, it was just bread!

"Really, you don't even know this, who told you?"

"You don't think I'll betray my eyes, do you?" Koizumi asked back.

The answer is of course no.

"However, my eyeliner did not inform me of such an important matter. It was just my deduction. After all, yesterday was the same day as the bombings three years ago and seven years ago. In addition, the police's action was very large. It must be that the previous bomber did something."

"Even so."

Without a clear affirmation, Dai Sugihata replied with perfunctory sentences.

"Then what's the point of asking me out at such an emergency as you think?"

"It's all right now? If the bomber hadn't been caught, you wouldn't have come out for the appointment, senpai, right?" The red-haired girl fiddled with the camera, squinted her eyes, and smiled maliciously.

Whoa.

Was put together.

"Not yet, but I don't have anything to do anymore. You don't need me for arresting people."

Although chatting with Koizumi, the policewoman's eating speed did not drop at all, and she elegantly and quickly wiped out the food in front of her.

"That's my exclusive! Exclusive interview with the heroic police officer who caught the serial bomber!" Koizumi Mahiru smiled, unfolded a small notebook in front of him, and wrote and drew on it.

"It's not over yet...there's a possibility that the bomber discovered the loophole and never got close to it."

"Where is it approached? Why is it approached there? Is it because there will be an explosion there? Was it known before the explosion because it was a trap set by the police? Could the bomb that exploded be a dry ice bomb?"

"As long as you talk, you will be stereotyped, who did you learn this hand from..."

"you."

Koizumi Mahiru was justified.

"Koizumi, don't be too difficult, senior." A slightly short boy, no, not a little, or a short boy came over with dishes.

It was an incomparably clear clear soup without any ingredients, but it was clearly a clear soup, but it kept emitting an unusually strong and mellow taste.

"Diet therapy," while speaking, stretched out his hand and gestured in front of his eyes: "I have dark circles under my eyes. Drinking this can effectively relieve dizziness and insomnia. Removing dark circles is also effective."

"Thank you~" Use a spoon to drink lightly.

"Mahiru, you didn't come to me specifically for this purpose, did you?"

"Ah, there is one very important thing. I came here because I heard that my senior sister has become an inspector."

"The lavender incident that happened in Shikoku, senior sister, have you heard of it?"

"The suicide of the young lady in the Lavender House, although it was determined in this way at the beginning, was reclassified as a homicide half a year later because of the reasoning of a high school student detective, but the suspect committed suicide before he was formally arrested."

After getting into a serious topic, Sugihata Dai stopped the movement of eating non-stop not long ago.

"That's the case, and then I heard such rumors recently, it seems that the suspect in that case committed suicide because of the illegal interrogation by the police."

Koizumi Mahiru said.

"Hi?"

"The person who broke the news said that the suspect was brought into the interrogation room in the name of voluntary assistance, and then he was illegally interrogated there, and he was forbidden to leave and rest, so the suspect committed suicide due to excessive psychological pressure. .”

"and then?"

"What then?" Koizumi Mahiru blinked, a little confused.

"What is the relationship between the whistleblower and the suspect?"

"Yahaha, it seems to be a friend of the suspect. He has a lot of dissatisfaction with the suspect's suicide."

"So, under what circumstances did you meet the whistleblower?"

"Eh?" Koizumi Mahiru thought: "It seems that on a rainy day, my umbrella was stolen by someone, and then the girl borrowed my umbrella, and after that, I became familiar with it."

"Really..."

Dai Sugihata stood up, stretched out her hand and lifted Koizumi's bangs, revealing her smooth forehead, and patted it lightly.

"You were tricked by others, how could it be such a coincidence."

"It hurts!"

Koizumi Mahiru clutched his forehead, shouting out the pain.

"It doesn't hurt at all. If you don't believe me, I'll try again."