Coroner Coroner

"Could it be that it contains..."

Conan rubbed his chin, analyzing to himself.

"Little devil!"

A gunman interrupted his murmur roughly:

"What are you secretly reading over there?!"

"Didn't I say it? Everyone is not allowed to speak!"

"..." Conan's face became even uglier:

He was sitting in the seat when he spoke, his head lowered under the back of the front seat.

The two robbers standing at the front of the carriage should not have seen his small movements hidden behind the seat back.

But the other party discovered his soliloquy for the first time.

"Sure enough..." Conan confirmed a fact: "These two robbers are not the only ones in the car."

When he quietly put the radio detective badge on his mouth and tried to contact the outside world, he was discovered by the robbers inexplicably.

He had already successfully contacted Miyano Akemi.

But before he could say a few words, the gangster suddenly fell from the sky, and snatched the badge from his hand ferociously.

Fortunately, the detective badge looked like an ordinary children's toy, so the two gangsters were not aware of his true intentions.

In the end, the detective badge was returned to him without any risk.

But this time, the other party noticed his small movements strangely.

"Behind our seats, among the passengers in the last row of the car, there are also insiders of the robbers."

"That insider pretended to be an ordinary passenger, and was helping the two robbers secretly observe the actions of other passengers, and at the same time used secret signals to inform the accomplices at the front of the carriage about the situation."

There is such a pair of eyes staring at the back.

Even talking to himself will be discovered and warned by gangsters.

Small tricks like putting the detective badge to the edge of the mouth and trying to communicate with the outside world are definitely not going to work.

"But I had to find a way to get the word out."

"Especially... let the outside world know what might be hidden in that ski bag."

Conan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

And the robber scolded even more impatiently:

"Hey! I'm asking you something!"

"What were you muttering furtively just now?!"

"I..." Conan had an idea.

He simply faced the gangster's gun, raised his head shyly, and then shouted loudly:

"Don't, don't kill me!"

"I'm scared... afraid I'll never see Mom and Dad again!"

Seeing the cowardly expression of the big-headed primary school student in front of him, the vigilance in the gangster's heart suddenly became [-]% or [-]%.

It is estimated that this kid was so frightened that he wanted to call mom and dad, so he was talking to himself there.

"enough!"

The gangster scolded impatiently:

"If you want to go back to see your parents alive, please give me a little peace of mind!"

"As long as those notes agree to release our boss, you will be fine!"

"Really, really?"

cried Conan in his sweet child's voice that would kill a bee.

He made his voice loud on purpose.

The purpose is to let the voice reach Miyano Akemi without putting the radio badge on the mouth to talk.

As long as Miyano Akemi has been listening, he should be able to receive the information he wants to convey.

"Uncle~"

"Are you really going to let us go back?"

"Really!" The gangster got goose bumps from Conan's coquettish voice.

He just wants to stay away from this "disgusting" kid now.

But Conan did not let him go:

"uncle!"

"But I'm still afraid—"

"Can you hold the bomb away from me?"

"Bomb, bomb?" There was a commotion in the quiet carriage.

The hostage passengers shouted in panic:

"Is there a bomb in the car?!"

"Shut up!" The gangster cursed with an ugly face, "When did I say there was a bomb?"

"Smelly brat, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Where is the bomb in the car?!"

He scolded Conan viciously, wanting Conan to shut up quickly.

But Conan instead opened his throat and cried:

"Isn't that big ski bag filled with bombs?"

"That's how it's done in the movies—"

"Bad guys always have bombs in their bags!"

"You..." The gangster choked hard.

He didn't expect that the brat, who had watched too many movies, would call out the truth they wanted to hide by mistake.

"Shut up, that bag isn't a bomb!"

"If you keep yelling here again, I'm going to shoot you!"

The gangster waved his gun wildly, and finally stabilized the scene for the time being.

Conan obediently kept his mouth shut.

And those passengers were also photographed by the gangster's despicable power, and they didn't dare to boo about the word "bomb" anymore.

Although no one knows whether the bag contained a bomb or not.

But in line with the ostrich mentality of human beings when facing crises, they are still more willing to believe what the gangsters say, and believe that there are no bombs in the car, and everyone can go home safely in the end.

The air finally calmed down again.

But after the gangster stabilized the situation, his face still didn't improve.

He walked up to his accomplice with a gun in his hand, and whispered in the other's ear:

"Brother, what should I do?"

"After being yelled by that damn kid, these hostages will more or less suspect that the bag contains a bomb."

"Is our plan still working?"

"Do not worry!"

The leading elder brother is still not panicked:

"These guys don't know that we're going to end up killing them all."

"And as long as people still have a glimmer of hope, they won't have the courage to stand up and do their best."

"Think about it, who would stand up and face a pistol that is [-]% sure to kill him because of the bomb that 'may' be hidden in his bag, and he 'may' be killed by the bomb?"

"So you don't have to worry about…"

"It's just a bunch of fat sheep, what's there to be afraid of?"

"If you really want to worry, you might as well worry about the enemies outside the carriage!"

"Hahaha..." The younger brother smiled reassuringly: "The enemy outside?"

"Who? Metropolitan Police Department?"

Although Lin Xinyi's appearance helped the Metropolitan Police Department restore a lot of credibility.

However, violent crimes such as bus hijacking and bank robbery are not under his control. If he is a forensic doctor, if he really wants to deal with it across different branches, he probably will not perform better than his colleagues in the search department.

In the past few months in Tokyo, the detection rate of ordinary murder cases has increased, and the incidence rate has also decreased.

However, the incidence and detection rates of serious criminal cases such as bombings and robberies have not improved much compared to before.

One day someone robs a bank, tomorrow someone robs jewelry.

Criminals blow up buildings when they have nothing to do.

There are even armed helicopters attacking Tokyo.

Where is the law and order showing signs of getting better?

So in the eyes of these lawless gangsters, the Metropolitan Police Department is still a joke.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The two gangsters looked at each other and laughed, thinking it was safe.

at the same time…

Judy, Hayashi Shinichi, Furutani Rei, Kamel, Akai Shuichi, Miyano Akemi, Belmode and others, the Metropolitan Police Department, the Japanese Public Security Bureau, the FBI, and the Black Organization are on their way.