Every Day on the Verge of Being Arrested By Detectives

It’s a personal talent to disguise the bomb controller as a car key... but it’s not too surprising. She knew that the fat guy had to carry such a big bag even to the bathroom. It must be weird, but she didn’t expect the other party to occupy the news recently. Hot bomber...

In other words, this is the person who caused Inukane Manjiro to worry about her accident. He had to find a group of people to pick her up at the airport and almost made her the culprit of social death. Now I came to Tokyo X Dome and was killed. I really have an indissoluble bond with the Inukin group.

"What the **** is going on with that bomb controller? Tell me more clearly!" Officer Megumi shouted to the incoming officer.

"A colleague from the Investigation Section, when conducting a blood check on the remains of the deceased, found that the car key was larger than a normal electronic key, and it seemed to have been modified. They opened the car key with a tool, but found that it was actually controlled by a bomb. Device! In addition, we found strange content in the notes of the deceased, which seems to be related to the recent bombing in Tokyo!" The young police officer said, passing the notebook in the transparent bag and a photo of the car key. In the past, "Thinking that the police officer might be able to use it, I also took a photo of a specific car key and let me bring it to the police officer."

"Yeah! Well done!" Officer Megumi took the notebook with his gloved hand, and was about to open it, but saw Kogoro Mouri and Subaru Okiya approaching him, and Tou Amuro even hugged him. Conan Edogawa, who could not be seen because of his short legs, leaned in front of him, and the two of them looked at the notes in his hand very intently.

"..." Officer Megome, these guys...

"Officer Megome, open it soon!" Mouri Kogoro urged.

Officer Mumu twitched his mouth. In the end, it was the police's professional instinct that defeated everything. He lowered his head and opened his notebook.

The notebook is around the backstreet girl, and the cover is the single photo of the backstreet girl captain Airi. The inside pages are covered with her stickers. You can see that the deceased is a diehard fan of Airi. But this is not the point. Officer Megome quickly turned it over, and soon he saw something different on the first page, and saw a white heart painted on it, with the name of a certain building in Tokyo written on it.

"This, this is the place where the first explosion occurred!" Officer Mumu recognized it at a glance. He quickly turned to the second page, drew a heart in gray on it, and also wrote the address, "This is the second explosion. Where the crime happened!"

Then, the third page, the fourth page... until the ninth page, each page is painted with a different color and the address of the explosion is written on each page. Since the bomber appeared, a total of nine explosions have occurred, and from the beginning A mischievous explosion, to the latest case of an explosion that really hurt human lives, everything matches up. There is no doubt that the deceased was the bomber behind these bombings!

"Ha, I didn't expect that fat fat man was actually a bomber..." The short boy Narutani Jiro sneered, "I can be regarded as killing the people! It turns out that people like him can only kill humans if they die early. Make a contribution!"

"Mr. Narutani, please keep quiet! The evidence of the homicide committed by you in the murder of Seiji Aihara is conclusive." Takagi warned, "We will arrange for a colleague to **** you to the Metropolitan Police Department for transcripts!"

"Cut." Narutani Jiro snorted. Since he personally killed Seiji Aihara, he has cringed without recovering, and he has become arrogant after holding a life in his hand.

Officer Megome frowned and turned to the last page. There was a black heart drawn on it, but no address was written on it. Instead, it said "For you the biggest fireworks, you will become the most dazzling idol in Japan, to me的爱理】.

"Since the other party has prepared the bomb controller, it shows that the other party must have prepared the bomb. The bombings made by the deceased have been more impactful each time. This time it will definitely not be a small fight. Officer Megome, you must be prepared. "Mori Kogoro put on a serious expression, "Now the bomber is dead, but I don't know where the bomb is hidden. If I don't find it out as soon as possible, it may cause serious consequences."

"Ah! There is no way to determine whether it is a simple remote-controlled bomb or a controllable time bomb. Now that the prisoner is dead, we can't bet on this probability. We must find the bomb as soon as possible!" Police Officer Mumu said solemnly. He looked at Takagi: "Takagi, contact the bomb disposal department and let them be on standby at any time!"

"Yeah! I'll go right away!" Takagi Shiba rushed out the door.

"[I will present you with the biggest fireworks]. Fireworks are usually only seen at night... Are you saying that the explosion will happen at night?" Subaru Okinawa touched his chin and said, "It's summer, and the sun will go down after 6 o'clock. It's 3 o'clock noon, and we still have 3 hours."

"Yes, the location of the explosion is unknown, the type of bomb is unknown, the number of people affected is unknown...Should you solve a riddle that doesn't even have a mystery in 3 hours?" Amuro Toru let out a low laugh, he looked at Narutani Jiro, "After all The person who wrote the question is dead, and there is no chance to confirm whether the answer is correct."

Cheng Gu Erlang tightened his lips and turned his head uncomfortably.

Her boyfriend would occasionally put on a smile and good-tempered look, saying yin and yang weird things. Sakuma Nanase blinked, alas, it's so cute.

"In short, the three of you, as friends of the deceased, should be familiar with the deceased. Is there any unusual behavior in him lately?" Officer Mumu asked.

"Hey?" The three people who were asked were stunned.

The tall young man Asakura said straightforwardly: "That guy Aihara is a narcissist and arrogant. He always feels that he is right. It is obvious that everyone loves to care for fans, but he always loves other people's actions. Pointing finger, insisting that others follow his own method, if you can't afford it, you will be a heresy, go online and chase people to squirt, it will be annoying to die..."

"No, Mr. Asakura, what I want to ask is not who he is. I want to know if he has disclosed anything related to the bomb recently." Officer Megure interrupted Koichi Asakura to complain about Seiji Aihara.

When Mr. Asakura heard the words, he frowned, "I haven't heard him say anything about the bomb... Now, have you heard anything about Xiemu?" He looked at Xiemu Yamamoto.

Ximei Yamamoto pushed his glasses, he thought for a while and shook his head: "I haven't heard of it at all. That guy will only talk about Ai Li and backstreet girls with us."

"Mr. Narutani, how about you?" Officer Mumu asked.

Narutani Jiro sneered: "I don't know."

Officer Mumu frowned.

"Mr. Narutani really doesn't know?" Edogawa Conan asked.

Narutani Jiro directly looked away, ignoring him. Obviously this guy knows something, but refuses to cooperate.

Toru Amuro and Subaru Okiya looked at Jiro Narutani, and Toru Amuro took a step forward with a smile on his face.

"Hey~ Backstreet Girl Captain Airi’s fan is actually a bomber. If this incident is reported, Airi’s idol career will definitely be over... It’s so pitiful, it’s so hard to set foot on top of Japan’s idols. The first step is actually going to stop here." A female voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh?" Koichi Asakura, Jiro Nariya, and Yamamoto Hosomi looked at the sound source Sakuma Nanase at the same time.

"Why look at me like that? Are you not fans of Airi? As idol fans, you must be very clear. Unlike other celebrities, idols are fragile existences that will fall as soon as they get stained." Sakuma Nanase gently tapped her finger on her cheek, unlike her cute smile, what she said made the backs of the three diehard fans chill, "Let me think about it, what the media will say about this... Ah! Yes! Probably—to express their love for their idols, fans radically use the lives of ordinary citizens as gifts. Fans act as idols to pay the bill. Idol Ai should be responsible for retiring or something...because the backstreet girls are in a group. , So we should be responsible together..."

"Don't be kidding! Why did Airi pay the bill for the fat man! That fat man made so many bombings, it is his own problem! What is the matter of caring for the man!" Koichi Asakura, Jiro Nariya, and Yamamoto Minomie At the same time, shouted at Sakuma Nanase.

Sakuma Nanase stepped back two steps, flashed behind Kogoro Mori with a "swish", and continued with a small expression of "frightening people": "But if you can't find the bomb, wait for the bomb to explode and injure innocent citizens. , I will definitely be said that. But what~ If the bomb is found in advance, the news will be completely different, right? [Ari’s fans helped the police find the bomb hidden by the bomber and protected the citizens of Tokyo ] What, will it definitely add luster to Airi, right?"

Amuro Toru glanced at Nanase Sakuma, then took the topic and said, "Yes, if Mr. Narutani cooperates to provide clues, then the police will definitely publicize the matter positively, and the negative impact on the backstreet girls will be minimized, right? ."

"Hey! Mr. Narutani, do you know something? Hurry up! Say it! Do you want the life of an irrational idol to die?!" Mr. Asakura shouted to Jiro Narutani.

"It's so noisy! I know! I just said it!" Narutani Jiro said, Nanase Sakuma raised the corners of his mouth. These guys are really easy to control.

Jiro Narutani raised his arms and said, "That fellow Aihara probably thinks I'd better bully the old man and like to instruct me. Some time ago, he wanted to drink, and he asked me to run errands to buy alcohol for him in the evening. At that time, he had already taken pictures. I can only obediently obey my ugly photos. That night he drank two dozen beers and he was drunk. He boasted that he was Kasinski from Japan, and said that he and the other party are as good artists as the other party, and use beautiful colors. Do a grand performance to express his love for Airi or something... I thought he was talking about drawing fan pictures. After all, that guy is very good at drawing. I didn’t expect that guy was referring to bombs... Anyway, he said that. No, I don’t know if it will help you."

As he said, he emphasized again, "I have told you everything I know! You hurry up and find that bomb! You must not let Airi be stained because of that fat man!"

"Kaczynski, the world-famous criminal genius, the most feared terrorist in American history, has created a series of bomb terrorist attacks, killing hundreds of people." Chongya Subaru's steady and low voice sounded, "Dead Since Bikasinski, then his [grandest] work may not be simple."

Probably, this is worthy of what can be called a theater version, Sakuma Nanase thought.