Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

"Wrong order?"

Yuji's hand holding the pliers trembled, and he hurriedly pulled his arm back, so fast that he left a shadow.

"That's right. The pattern of bomb disposal is indeed the order in which that guy fought with this side, but it was not her in Haido Town." Suzuya took out a record from his pocket and handed it to the boy.

She...that person is indeed a woman.

"According to the records of the Metropolitan Police Department, although the bombs in the Asai Villa District and Haido Town were not ordinary goods, they were very different from the liquid bombs seized in the abandoned apartment in Ekoda seven years ago."

"That's it...so these two bombs were made by that Furukawa Ayaka after receiving the instructions from this guy, and she found ways to let her husband steal raw materials from the chemical factory." Yuji frowned and immediately knew why Fujiwara made a wrong judgment.

【I guess he didn't expect that Haido Town was not a liquid bomb either, after all, there was no source of information. 】

"Everything was her plan. She wanted the robbers to escape among the hostages and then be arrested by the police, so as to leak the three explosion sites."

Yuji took over before Suzuya finished speaking.

"She is here to make us mistakenly believe that the Suzuki Finance Building and this place are the same. Even if we don't see through the hostage trick, she will probably find a way to sell them out."

The boy sighed and said with some regret: "It's a pity that I couldn't leave her here."

I don't know what kind of crazy thing this guy will do next time. Tokyo will not be peaceful during this period.

[Although it was not peaceful in the first place. 】

Leaving the boy alone next to the bomb, Suzuya looked at the headlights above her head. She was so bloody that she couldn't wait to leave here and ask someone to come and clean up the bodies.

"Please... please wait a moment!"

Seeing the leather shoes on Suzuya's feet flashing blue light again, Xiaolan hurriedly called her to stop, and hesitated when the other party looked at her, hesitating.

She remembered what Yuuji had said just now. She could no longer help Shinichi and him without realizing it. She could only hide behind boys like an ordinary girl. This was not what Xiaolan wanted.

"Ms. Suzuya! Can you be my teacher? In martial arts."

"Teacher?" Suzuya shook her head: "I don't know karate."

"It's not because of karate. I always feel that I can't improve anymore. I asked Senior Tsukamoto, and she also said that she felt the same way."

Before Suzuya could speak, Yuuji, who was counting the time, added: "It's easy to upgrade. If you want to push three stars to four stars, you have to spend money to draw another star."

Bangji punched the concrete wall, and the gravel kept falling down. Looking at the broken steel bars exposed inside, the boy's shoulders paused, and he said as if he didn't hear it: "Sister Xiaolan, you can definitely do it. I believe in you. Miss Suzuya, you can accept her."

No one paid attention to the shameless guy. Suzuya walked to the crack in the wall and touched the debris inside. He rubbed it in his palm for a few times and nodded.

"Let's talk about it later. It's not appropriate now."

[But this girl is not as talented as that boy said. 】

She jumped a few steps and disappeared from the sight of the two. Yuji cut the last line with time, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after three seconds.

"Sure enough, Miss Suzuya was right. That guy is really cunning. If he defuses the bomb as Fujiwara said, half of Tokyo would have been blown up by now." Yuji wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought about how to leave.

Because the mask had been torn off, he was in a hurry to go out and didn't bring much disguise materials. As a missing person, he couldn't go out rashly.

"Sister Xiaolan, you..."

Turning around, looking at Xiaolan standing behind him with her arms raised to make a knife-like gesture, Yuji was stunned for a second.

Falling limply, Yuji was easily picked up by Xiaolan with an unbelievable smile and walked into the depths of darkness.

...

Sitting on a bench in the third department of the Metropolitan Police Department with a blanket, Matsuda Jinpei held a coffee cup, surrounded by colleagues and superiors.

"You did a good job, Matsuda." Officer Megure patted Curly on the shoulder and praised him with a little satisfaction: "You know what you did, saving half of Tokyo. He will be proud of you if he knows."

"Please, uncle, don't tell me you don't know that all the credit was taken by those new heads of the police department."

Matsuda Jinpei drank up the coffee, then handed the cup to Sato Miwako and rubbed his head: "I guess the only credit I can get is the confrontation with the criminals."

"Don't think so. The deputy director of the National Police Agency led people into battle for the first time and saved half of Tokyo. This will make the Japanese people have confidence in the Japanese police again." Officer Megure sat down next to Matsuda Jinpei, forcing Curly to squeeze to the right.

"And if you are remembered by the deputy director of the National Police Agency, you won't be like me, who is about to retire and just got promoted to the position of superintendent."

After consoling Matsuda Jinpei, Officer Megure put on his clothes and went back to the office. Most of his colleagues around him also left, only Sato Miwako sat down and held her boyfriend's hand.

"Relax, at least it's much better than Shiratori. Because he was not at the scene that night, Officer Megure gave him all the records of the three departments this month to write."

"Is that so." Matsuda Jinpei's face looked much better.

"I also heard that you told those people in the police department that you wanted to adopt a girl and name her Hagiwara."

Nodding, Matsuda Jinpei thought of the baby who was taken to the hospital by ambulance: "She is Kenji's honor as a police officer."

"If you think so, I don't think you should adopt her." Miwako Sato's expression became serious: "If you think so, it will be difficult to raise her with love."

"Don't worry, I'm not as bad as you think." Matsuda Jinpei folded the blanket, took out a cut detonating wire from his pocket, turned it over and over and twisted it into a ring.

"And single people can't adopt."

"you……"

The office suddenly became quiet. Everyone who was still working on the case secretly glanced here. Some older people even gritted their teeth and clenched their fists as if they wanted to beat Matsuda Jinpei.

"I thought a lot. The lunatic hasn't been caught yet. I don't know when this kind of thing will happen again. I can't bet that my luck will be so good next time."

Curly held the ring in his hand and laughed at himself: "You must be disappointed. If those good men were good men, they would definitely break up with you at this time in order not to injure you, but I am a selfish guy."

"Really? I don't watch TV dramas very much. It turns out that in the eyes of other women, this kind of man is a good man."

Miwako Sato's brain circuit is obviously not in the same channel as that of Jinpei Matsuda.

"...I can't marry the girl I like home. I won't be willing to die. If the signal hadn't failed this time, I would have proposed to you before the bomb was defused."

With a light touch on his hand, the corners of Curly's mouth raised slightly as he had expected, but he was soon stared at by those blade-like eyes.

"That girl needs a mother."

Sato Miwako put the coil on her right hand, smoothed her hair and stood up: "And I can't let Yumi stand alone on the wedding stage."