Conan's other self

There is no one in the stairwell, which is perfect for making phone calls.

However, when Conan came here, his cell phone just rang.

It was Feng Yuan who called.

"The doctor is very worried and wants to know the latest situation." Feng Yuan glanced at Dr. A Li who was listening to the phone next to him. "Did that guy call again?"

"Yeah." Conan responded, repeating what the bomber said, and then telling other relevant information he learned from the Megure Police Department, "How are you, Maplehara, do you have any ideas?"

Retelling it once again reorganized his thoughts, and Conan felt vaguely that he was about to catch something, and he was only one step away from getting the answer.

But the last step is often the hardest.

Fengyuan on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment.

Although he didn't remember the specific details, he still had some impression of the general framework of the incident. These impressions also correspond to reality as things develop.

From this, he was able to connect many known clues, so by the time Conan was halfway through his story, he knew the answer to the question with half reasoning and half prediction.

However, he didn't want to portray himself as a prophet, nor did he want to undermine Conan's confidence too much, so he pretended to think for a while and then said in an uncertain tone: "Between the railroad tracks?"

As if a bullet had penetrated his brain, Conan suddenly figured it out.

"The bomb will explode if it is not dismantled before sunset, so I thought of light," Maplehara explained. "I guess there should be a sensor device on the bomb. If it does not receive light for a period of time, the bomb will explode——"

"And if the speed of the train is less than sixty kilometers per hour," Conan continued, "the time the sensor device is blocked by the train and cannot receive light will exceed the preset time, and it will also cause an explosion. Thanks, Maplehara. !It helped a lot!”

Conan hurriedly hung up the phone and went back to find Hattori Heiji.

Feng Yuan was a little helpless, he hadn't finished speaking yet.

However, this is fine.

On the other side, Hattori Heiji, who learned the answer from Conan, was a little depressed that he had lost in reasoning again, but he still cheered up and went to the Megure Police Department with Conan.

Based on the reasoning results, you only need to change the train to other lines to avoid the bomb and stop the train.

Soon, the first train selected for testing changed tracks, entered the new line, and then gradually slowed down.

60 kilometers per hour.

59 kilometers per hour.

58 kilometers per hour.

There was no explosion.

The dispatchers cheered for a while and then quickly got into dispatching other trains.

Police officers also mobilized in large numbers, hoping to successfully find and defuse all the bombs before sunset.

Since the reasoning didn't take long, they were able to complete the task ahead of time.

Hattori Heiji and Conan, who had been in the Metropolitan Police Department, also noticed the good news from nearby movements.

"Phew, it should be over." Hattori Heiji stretched his body.

"There are still prisoners that have not been found." Conan said.

"Let me tell you," Hattori Heiji bent down and looked into Conan's eyes, "you might as well just call and ask your Shinichi brother to see who he has offended recently and insist on causing trouble for him."

You'd better give me the phone.

Hattori Heiji added in his mind, and then found Conan staring at him.

Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily, "Hey, are you doubting me?"

"Aren't you just always causing trouble for Brother Shinichi?"

"How can that be the same!" Hattori Heiji's face looked even darker, "I just want to meet that annoying boy! Besides, isn't there someone just like me named Moritani Teiji? That guy Not only did he invite Kudo to tea, but he also kept asking his woman about him——"

Conan was stunned.

Hattori Heiji was also stunned.

"...You can't doubt Kudo just because he wants to see him, right?" After a while, Hattori Heiji choked out something.

"Aren't you the same?" Conan rolled his eyes at him, "But speaking of which, the Kurokawa family's house that was set on fire was also designed by him..."

"anything else?"

"…Gone."

The reasoning seemed to have reached a dead end again. At this time, Officer Shiratori with short hair and coral-shaped bangs came over with a relieved smile on his face, "Mr. Hattori, Conan, thank you very much——"

"Officer Shiratori!" Hattori Heiji said seriously, "You said that before..."

"Kurokawa." Conan reminded.

"Yes, Kurokawa. The Kurokawa family's house was burned down, right?"

Seeing the duo being so serious, Officer Shiratori also smiled cooperatively: "Yes, there are a series of arson cases, and we suspect they were committed by the same person."

"Are these houses all designed by Mr. Moritani Teiji?"

Officer Shiratori was stunned for a moment, then replied: "That's right."

Hattori Heiji glanced at Conan proudly.

Conan ignored him and asked Officer Shiratori: "Then where were the bombs planted today?"

"Oh, I just wanted to tell you about this." Officer Shiratori looked at the two people, "Four of them were placed near residential areas, and one was on the bridge, the Sumida Canal Bridge."

"Sumida Canal Bridge?"

"Well," Officer Shiratori looked strange, "If you want to ask if this is also Mr. Moritani's design... then it is indeed."

"This bridge was constructed in 1983 AD," Officer Shiratori continued. "This is not an iron bridge, but made of British-style stones. It caused a great deal of discussion at the time. Emperor Moritani In the second year, I also won the Best Newcomer Award from the Architectural Association of Japan for the design of this bridge."

Officer Shiratori couldn't help but show off his architectural knowledge, and then realized that he was playing the piano to a cow.

Hattori Heiji said to the elementary school student, "I won this time," and then said to Officer Shiratori, "I suspect these bombings and arson cases." Hattori Heiji paused deliberately, "They are all related to It’s related to Moriya Teiji.”

Conan thought so too.

Whether it was intentionally targeting Teiji Moritani, or whether it was Teiji Moritani's doing, in short, he had to meet Teiji Moritani now.

However, Conan always felt that Officer Shiratori was a little strange.

After Hattori Heiji finished explaining his reasoning, Officer Shiratori pondered for a moment, "That seems to be the case. So maybe someone is deliberately targeting Mr. Moritani?"

"Maybe it's——"

"Then we have to protect him!" Officer Shiratori said.

Uh...it seems okay?

Hattori Heiji, who was interrupted, didn't care. It was more to his liking to reason in front of the prisoner.

And there is no conclusive evidence for his reasoning yet, so he just goes to Moritani's house to have a look.

With this in mind, Hattori Heiji planned to follow Officer Shiratori.

Of course Officer Shiratori would not refuse.

"Officer Shiratori," Conan asked at the right time, "Where is the Megure Police Department?"

"The bomb has just been defused, and he still has many things to deal with at the Memu Police Department," Officer Shiratori looked at Conan, "I'll just accompany you there."

Conan nodded cutely, then thoughtfully.

He has handled countless cases in Mihua, and there are only a handful of times when the police department has not been by his side.

Soon, Officer Shiratori led several of his men, together with Hattori Heiji and Conan, to Moritani House.