Conan looked at the extinguished flames and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have time to rest and hurriedly ran to call an ambulance.
The whole process sounds like it takes a long time, but in fact it only takes less than ten minutes in total from the start of the fire to the time it is put out.
But even in such a short period of time, Sayuri Matsumoto's condition was still very bad. Except for her face, which was a little better, there were burns to varying degrees all over her body. The charred wedding dress was stuck to her body and stuck to the burned skin. It looked like
Terrible and terrifying.
Fortunately - at least for the current situation, Sayuri Matsumoto passed out and didn't know what she had become.
Takasugi Toshihiko knelt down in front of Sayuri Matsumoto with a complicated expression, saying nothing, like a puppet whose soul had been drained.
After Conan finished the phone call, he asked with a serious face: "You found those people, right? Mr. Takasugi."
Takasugi Toshihiko's body froze, and his voice was hard and authentic: "Kid, what are you talking about? How could I have found those people?"
"When we heard the noise outside, Mr. Matsumoto and I both wanted to figure out what was going on. Only you looked down at your watch, as if something happened longer than you expected, making you confused.
When I tried to put out the flames, you blocked the door, struggling, neither helping nor getting out of the way. You looked like you were frightened, but the drink cans you were holding were crushed out of shape.
When you were getting the fire extinguisher, you even wanted to send me away and ask me to go find Manager Matsumoto.
Also, you specifically told Teacher Matsumoto not to leave the room and told her that you had something to say to her later, but Teacher Matsumoto asked you, but you couldn't say it.
So...you want to kill Matsumoto-sensei, right?"
Conan stared at Takasugi Toshihiko's expression, "It's just that in the end you couldn't bear to watch Mr. Matsumoto being burned to death. When you went to find the fire extinguisher for the second time, you ran directly to the first floor.
There is obviously a fire extinguisher on the other side of the corridor on the second floor, but you seem to have known that it was broken there and rushed directly to the first floor...
Do you still need me to continue?"
Takasugi Toshihiko's expression changed. After a while, he laughed miserably, stopped defending, and said with tears streaming down his face: "Yes, I did it.
I originally planned to poison him, but I accidentally learned about President Seba's murder some time ago.
When defending President Seba, the ancient Meimen lawyer said something very reasonable - if you can hire a murderer, why do it yourself?
Just before, there was big news about the search for Section 1. They arrested more than a hundred members of the Mud Tragedy Society in Dorobika Paradise.
I think Matsumoto Kiyonaga, as the manager of the 1st Investigation Section, it is completely normal for people to be retaliated against by the mud, so I anonymously recruited some gangsters with money on the Internet and lied to them that they were the victims of the mud.
Then they were driven here to carry out the so-called fire fight between the Yakuza, and some of them were asked to destroy the fire extinguishers on the second floor in advance.
but……
Just like the outside world's evaluation of me, I am an indecisive waste. The Takasugi family is doomed to decline if left to me. After all, I can't even do things like revenge..."
Conan lowered his head, his glasses reflecting the light, and said with an unclear expression: "Ms. Matsumoto should have guessed that you want to kill her."
Takasugi Toshihiko looked at Sayuri Matsumoto's face with a complicated expression, feeling extremely painful, "I know...but why is she so stupid...why did she block the Molotov cocktail for me...why didn't she take off her wedding dress...why didn't she leave the room...
"
Conan said in a serious tone: "Because she loves you..."
Takasugi Toshihiko touched Sayuri Matsumoto's face in a daze.
Conan continued: "Before you came in, Teacher Matsumoto was telling me about her first love. She said that every time she was bullied when she was a child, a little boy whose family owned a bakery would always stand up and help her.
I will give her lemon tea, and that little boy looks a lot like me..."
Takasugi Toshihiko's body trembled violently.
Conan took off his glasses and raised his head with an indifferent expression, "Look at my face, do you remember anything?"
Takasugi Toshihiko raised his head stiffly, looked at Conan, his expression gradually condensed, and then finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
…
East side of the church.
The melee was over, and the scene was smoky, wailing and screaming, just like a battlefield.
Some gangsters took advantage of the chaos to escape, and the search team did not have the extra ability to pursue them. After all, there were too many gangsters.
Moreover, most of the criminals in the Search Section 1 had injuries, ranging from minor to serious. Fortunately, no one's life was in danger.
After the melee, Shizuo Komemon regained his composure, and only then did he realize something.
This group of people just said that they are a mud gang!
Although it is obvious that they are a group of ragtag people, they don't even have a pistol. At most, they are temporarily hired by the Muhan Society. They think they are here to participate in the Ji Dao Fire Fight, and they don't know what they are doing.
But... they are most likely seeking revenge for what happened last time.
"What are you thinking about?" Miwako Sato asked when she saw him standing there in a daze.
"These people probably came here because of what happened last time. They call themselves the Mukai Society." Shizuo Komemon said calmly.
Miwako Sato nodded, "So?"
"nothing."
Sato Miwako poked her head in front of him from the side, looked at his expression, and then said thoughtfully:
"I said, do you think that these people are here for you and that you have caused us harm, and then you feel guilty?"
Komemon Shizuo turned his head away and said nothing.
"Hahahaha——" Sato Miwako laughed loudly.
Shizuo Komemon had a black line on his head, "Is it that funny?"
Miwako Sato saw that he was really in a bad mood, so she suppressed her laughter, then pressed his shoulders, turned around and shouted to the Criminal Investigation Section 1 who was busy tying up the gangsters or bandaging each other:
"Everyone, please be quiet!"
"What do you want to do?" Shizuo Komemon quickly tried to stop her.
But Sato Miwako ignored his ugly expression and continued: "These guys claim to be members of the Mukai Association, and they may be seeking revenge for the last Gu Meimen criminal incident. What do you think?"
"How about what?"
"It's a mud-hungry meeting. It doesn't feel like it's at the same level. It's more like a street gangster."
"Maybe they are all hired. This time I didn't see any official members holding guns."
"Retaliation? You are very courageous."
"..."
Sato Miwako turned to look at Fumimon Shizuo, "Do you understand?"
Komemon Shizuo didn't know why.
Sato Miwako shouted again: "Will you blame Gumeimen Criminal for incriminating you for this matter?"
"Sato!" Shizuo Komemon was extremely embarrassed.
All the criminals looked at each other in shock. Rensaburo Shiratori, who had his arm slashed with a knife, came over with a pale face and said with an unkind expression:
"I said, Gumeimen Criminal, when you first joined the job, did you really intend to just mess around? You didn't even pay attention to the police manual and training content, did you?"
