Conan’s Guilty Points System

"Ah, here, I was just discussing with the Matsumoto manager, and I'll send someone to Rice Flower Central Hospital right away."

Officer Mumu's voice sounded again.

"Well, that's fine." Heiji nodded: "Also, look around, especially in places like overpasses. Maybe the bomber is looking at it with binoculars."

"No problem, I've already sent someone. But Brother Hattori, how did you know?"

Officer Mumu's voice contained a hint of embarrassment, a feeling of disbelief in Heiji.

[Brother Hattori, I'm sorry, it's the question from the Matsumoto management. I personally trust you very much. 】

Heiji smiled lightly: "Officer Mumu, it was Manager Matsumoto who asked you to ask me..."

On the walkie-talkie side, Officer Mumu gave Manager Matsumoto an embarrassed look.

Matsumoto Kiyotaka took over the walkie-talkie: "I'm Matsumoto Kiyotaka, Mr. Hattori. I have no doubts about your reasoning ability. It's just that this time the matter is very important, I just want to verify it."

"Hmph, it's obviously because of suspicion of Big Brother, hypocrisy."

Ayumi shouted from the side.

Officer Mumu smiled dryly, not looking at Matsumoto Kiyocho's darkened face.

"The police are all hypocritical. Who makes them face hypocritical criminals all day long. This is a habit that cannot be changed."

Xiao Ai launched a fatal blow from the side, hitting the nail on the head.

Sato Mikako smiled dryly, a look of helplessness flashed across her pretty eyes: Why did you include me?

The walkie-talkie was silent.

"I am a clockmaker, and when the shadows under the sun coincide, the turning clock will be turned a minute later, and the fifteenth lattice of laughter will end in brilliant fireworks. This sentence already explains the first explosion. Place."

Hearing Heiji start reasoning, everyone quieted down.

"Clocks are generally round, and a clock that can turn is of course not a real clock. What do you think?"

Hearing Heiji's words, everyone immediately lowered their heads and thought.

Conan glanced at Heiji, and suddenly his eyes flashed: "Ferris wheel."

"Ferris wheel."

At the same time, Xiao Ai's cold voice sounded.

"Yes, the turning clock, the turning Ferris wheel, it really looks like it."

The three of Ayumi shouted.

"It's very similar, but this explanation seems a bit far-fetched." Sato Miwako said with a frown.

"After one minute of rotation, one minute is sixty seconds. Who knows how many compartments this Ferris wheel has?"

"I know, I know, it's 75." Ayumi said excitedly.

[75? 】

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through Conan's mind: I see, I know what Hattori meant.

"One minute after the turning clock, the fifteenth grid of laughter and laughter will end in brilliant fireworks. The 'one minute later' in this sentence means that the second hand has moved sixty steps, indicating that from the first The 15th box after the 60th box, that is, the 75th box, will have a big explosion. At that time, the people inside will not be able to laugh. sound."

Heiji's voice echoed in the walkie-talkie for a long time.

Chapter 0101 The reasoning went wrong?

"So it is, so it is."

After a long time, Officer Mumu's excited voice sounded from the walkie-talkie.

"As for the time... 'When the shadows under the sun overlap, and the turning clock is one minute later' can be understood in this way, twelve o'clock at noon is when the sun is at its highest height, and the shadows will be the shortest at this time, on the summer solstice. It would be completely coincident. The time of the explosion was exactly 12:01, which was exactly the same."

Heiji continued his reasoning.

"How did Brother Hattori know that the bomber's next target was Miwa Central Hospital?"

On the walkie-talkie, Officer Mumu continued to ask.

"No time for repairs, no need for grief, two hours later, the nearby Knights of the Round Table will come with blood, and then I'll be standing above the intermittent flow of people watching you stupid and cunning cops Cry. That sentence already speaks for the next target."

Heiji's words made Officer Mumu and the others confused for a while.

Conan pondered in his heart: Two hours after twelve noon is two o'clock in the afternoon, now it is twelve thirty, and there is still an hour and a half.

[Wait, what am I worrying about, hasn't Hattori notified Officer Meguro? 】

Conan immediately relaxed and stopped reasoning.

"Heiji, don't give up." Sato Miwako said helplessly.

Heiji glanced at Sato Miwako: "Officer Miwako, you seem to be in a hurry."

Sato Miwako's expression changed slightly and she didn't speak.

"Brother Hattori, are you still there?"

Officer Mumu's anxious voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Well, it's still there."

Hearing Heiji's voice, Officer Megumi breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought something happened to Brother Hattori."

"Returning to the topic, the 'Knights of the Round Table' on the notice letter is a product of the Middle Ages in Europe. On these armors, especially on the helmets, there is a very striking cross pattern. What does the cross remind you of?"

"Hospital." Officer Mumu's serious voice came.

"That's right, it's the hospital." Pingji said lightly.

"But big brother, Tokyo is so big and there are hospitals everywhere, how do we know which one it is?" Mitsuhiko asked suspiciously.

"Nearby, the notice says 'Nearby Knights of the Round Table'. This is the proof." Conan said solemnly.

"It came with a **** color, that is to say, the bomb would explode there, the corpses would be scattered everywhere, and the whole earth would be dyed red with blood."

What Xiao Ai said, coupled with her voice, made people feel a chill for no reason.

"What Xiao Ai said is terrible."

The three of Ayumi couldn't help shivering.