At the end of this race, in order to avoid being in the same cabin with Samuel, the Grim Reaper lied that someone would pick him up and he would go back a day later. In fact, he secretly bought the same flight again and finally got on the plane.

The criminal who caused the explosion in Moscow this time was caught by Conan. He asked the criminal about his motive for committing the crime. The other party said that he was imitating a wanted criminal named Pramya.

"Pramya is my idol. He hasn't appeared for a long time! I hope to irritate him by imitating him and make him return." The prisoner lying on the ground in pain and unable to move looked a little neurotic and crazy. The eyes and smile of a mental patient did not look like a normal person.

"Uncle, have you heard of it? Pramya?" Conan looked up and asked Maori Kogoro. Maori Kogoro had just thrown the prisoner over his shoulder and made him look like a cripple.

"Hmm--" Maori dragged the tune. He didn't know, but he had to pretend. The tune of the word "hmm" was very long.

Conan has already found some information about Pramya through the Internet. She is a Z-bomb criminal with unknown gender, age and nationality, who is active all over the world and based in Ula.

He is silent now. Is he dead?

Conan has been immersed in thinking on the plane back, but he has no clue.

Vermouth knows the so-called "Pramya". "Pramya" is a nickname given by people who are afraid of her. Her name is Christina, which is now Mojito.

She called Mojito in a joking tone, "You have fans in Moscow~ Imitating your previous modus operandi hopes to lure you out."

Mojito sneered and hung up the phone. She knew that a group of ordinary people in Ula had established an organization with the purpose of hunting her down.

She had been bombed several times, but the other party still bit her and refused to let go. A few years ago, she received a commission to come to Neon to commit a crime. They followed her to Neon and she caught her and tied her up. When she was preparing the liquid, she was disturbed by four seemingly inexperienced Neon policemen.

That time, she was seriously injured and her right arm was directly disabled.

She has been low-key since then, partly to avoid the group of "Nado Unichitxiti" who were biting her. "Nado Unichitxiti" is the name of the organization, which means to kill her without a doubt. Are they determined to kill her?

When she was lurking in Moscow, she was accidentally caught by the Black Organization. Now she belongs to the Black Organization and has not appeared in the past two years. This time in Moscow, those who said they were her fans were probably trying to lure her out and arrest her, right?

By the way, I heard that the four Neon policemen who disarmed her z-bomb were killed by another z-bomb perpetrator!

She was so angry! Her bomb was so well designed that that person could disarm it, but he died under someone else's bomb!

What does that mean? He wanted to see how sophisticated the Z-bomb designed by that Z-bomb criminal was.

The Z-bomb criminal seemed to have been arrested and sentenced. She wanted to get him out of the Neon Prison and let him do it for her. If he was not as good as hers, she would blow him up to vent her anger!

It just so happened that she hadn't been active for too long and her hands were itching.

After returning from the expedition, the long vacation at school was over, and the group returned to their ordinary high school life.

Mojito also started to take action. She used some means to get the criminal out of there.

"Hey, you, show me the process of making the Z-bomb you made before." Mojito was dressed in black work clothes, wrapped in a cloak, and had a sharp-beaked mask like a crow on his face.

The voice was also an electronic sound that had been processed with voice changer.

Seeing the sloppy man in front of her from the two round eyes of the mask, Mojito doubted whether a man like him could make a more sophisticated z-bomb than her design?

The face under the mask was frowned so much that it could catch a fly, and his expression was disgusted.

"Who are you!" The man said hoarsely, and slowly propped himself up from the sitting position by holding the wall. His long hair had not been taken care of for a long time and hung in front of his eyes.

He lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were raised to observe the mysterious man in front of him who was wrapped tightly.

He thought he saw the right time and suddenly launched a fist attack on the mysterious man.

Mojito snorted coldly, took a step back, and the cloak rose with her movements. She stretched out her useless right hand to receive the light punch, clenched her left fist, and punched him in the stomach, beating him honestly.

"Hurry up." Dead thing, wasting time, if she hadn't been unwilling, she would have punched him to death long ago.

There were materials needed to make z-bombs in the room. She knew from previous case reports that the man used plastic timed z-bombs.

The man knelt on the ground and began to make them with shaking hands. After he finished, Mojito only took a glance and knew how to disassemble them.

That's it? An? So how did the curly-haired policeman die from this z-bomb?, couldn't he disarm her liquid z-bomb?

Mojito's face under the mask was mad and terrifying. She was very angry and beat the man again, tied him up and beat him half to death.

He started the timer and left the abandoned building.

When Matsuda was dismantling the bomb, a sentence suddenly popped up on the bomb display. If he dismantled the bomb, he would not know where the other bomb was. The criminal would give a hint in the last 3 seconds. In order to wait for the hint, he would send the message before he died.

This incident was not reported in detail. It was only mentioned that a police officer died in the explosion.

The man was blown to pieces by the z-bomb he made.

And Mojito still felt aggrieved.

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