"Conan, you are amazing! You were able to calm down and defuse the bomb at that time."
Xiaolan looked at the news about the explosions a few days ago that was being broadcast on TV, turned her head and looked at Conan and said.
"No, thanks to Officer Takagi's encouragement, I was able to defuse the bomb smoothly in the end."
Conan laughed, but his mind was not on this matter at all.
It would have been a joy to be able to escape safely and find another bomb, but when he heard about what happened next from the police officer Takagi whom he knew well, a dark cloud seemed to cast over his heart.
The gangster who caused the bombings seven years ago, three years ago and this time was actually killed before the police found him.
It is said that he was first shot in the head with a pistol, and then the whole body was pierced by a steel pipe and nailed to the wall, with words written in blood on the side.
The entire death scene was full of weird and horrifying feelings, but there were no clues left, so even if you wanted to investigate the murderer, you couldn't.
Considering the social impact of the serial bombings, the police have not announced the death of the serial bombing murderer.
Although a special task force is already working on solving this case, the Metropolitan Police Department does not have much hope of solving the case. After all, the murderer did it too cleanly.
What concerned Kudo Shinichi even more was what Haibara Ai said to him after he came out of Tokyo Tower.
When he thought about it carefully, when he tried to create the image of Kogoro Mouri as a sleeping famous detective, one of his main purposes was to take the opportunity to find out the intelligence of the man in black.
As a result, I basically have no clue now.
He went through all the members of the black organization he had met in his mind.
Gin, vodka, Masami Hirota, Tequila who was killed by the bomb, Pisco, Kiichiro Numabuchi who was arrested by the police...
Then, there is Hirota Masami's sister, Haibara Ai, who created APTX-4869.
And most importantly, Yuan Huaiyu is working as a science teacher at Didan Primary School.
He thought about it and found out that the members of the organization he had come into contact with were either behind-the-scenes masterminds like Gin and Vodka whose whereabouts could not be traced at all, or they were killed by bombs, shot and arrested...
As a scientist, Haihara Ai has basically no contact with other members of the organization and cannot provide much useful information.
With a sense of urgency in his heart, Edogawa Conan discovered with a headache that if he really wanted to make a breakthrough in investigating the organization, he would have to start here at Yuanhuaiyu.
But he really didn't want to deal with Teacher Yuan when the other party was likely to discover his true identity.
The reason is also very simple. In his eyes, Yuan Huaiyu's observation and reasoning abilities will remind him unconsciously of his father, the mystery novelist Yusaku Kudo.
If possible, he didn't want Yuan Huaiyu to notice him at all.
That would put yourself in a very dangerous situation.
In recent times, Hui Yuan Ai has gotten very close to Yuan Huaiyu, but it seems that he has gained nothing at all.
[Sigh... It would be nice if I could find any clues about that organization by myself...]
He sighed in his heart.
Therefore, under the will of Dakexue Universe, events related to the organization really came to our door.
"Yes, this is the Maori Detective Agency. Huh? The system engineer of the game is missing..."
He suddenly looked at Xiaolan who was holding the receiver.
…
"I didn't expect you to kill that person directly."
Haihara Ai was sitting on the sofa, reading a fashion magazine, and brought up this topic seemingly casually.
However, the slightly wrinkled corner of the book showed that her mood at this time was definitely not as calm as it seemed.
"Haha... That guy directly caused the death of two policemen. It's really an advantage for him to die like this."
Yuan Huaiyu also held a thick book and said while flipping it.
"Do you know the two policemen who were killed?"
"It doesn't count as acquaintance. I know them, but they probably don't know me. At most, they have only heard of me."
"Then why do I feel that you have a lot of resentment towards the bomber, even..."
This is what Haiyuan Ai doesn't understand.
In the previous cases, no matter how unscrupulous the murderer was, Yuan Huaiyu could only use his own reasoning to send him to the police station and let the law judge the prisoner.
Except, of course, Pisco.
"On the one hand, it's to avenge a friend I haven't seen for a long time. On the other hand, you can think of it as a way to vent a certain sense of powerlessness in the past."
Just as Hui Yuan Ai was about to say something, he saw Yuan Huaiyu looking up at the ceiling, lost in thought.
After a long time, Yuan Huaiyu lowered his gaze again, took a sip of tea, and asked with a smile:
"Did you come here specifically just to ask me why I wanted to kill someone?"
"...Of course not. I still have a lot of research to complete and would like to borrow your laboratory."
Haiyuan Ai tilted her head guiltily, closed the magazine, and was about to go upstairs.
"Hold on."
Yuan Huaiyu's voice made her stop.
"Actually, even if you don't come to my place today, I will contact you."
"Our lucky Mr. Kudo Shinichi has once again caught the tail of the organization."
Hui Yuan Ai turned around suddenly and looked at Yuan Huaiyu with shocked eyes.
"Yes, you heard that right." Yuan Huaiyu spread his hands helplessly, "And this time, the case even came to our door."
"A software development engineer who was threatened by the organization disappeared, and a client approached the Maori Detective Agency."
"As for the member of the organization who threatened him, you should have heard the name. He was the unlucky Tequila who accidentally picked up the wrong bag and was killed by a bomb."
Hui Yuan Ai took a deep breath.
"And the man behind forcing the engineer Takashi Itakura to develop a certain important software is the one who has his eyes on you - Belmode."
When Haiyuan Ai heard this name, his face suddenly turned pale, and he even forgot to breathe.
"It's just that it won't affect you this time, so don't worry."
Yuan Huaiyu pinched his chin, with a look of anticipation on his face.
"If my prediction is correct, this is the opportunity we have been waiting for for a long time - an opportunity for the famous detective who likes to get carried away to experience an unforgettable scare..."
Hui Yuan Ai looked at Yuan Huaiyu's expression and breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he held a moment of silence for three seconds for the detective whose body had shrunk but his mind was still flexible and his problems had not changed.
"So? Is there anything I need to do?"
She looked at Yuanhuaiyu and asked.
Yuan Huaiyu touched his nose: "Of course there is."