Time passed by minute by second. After informing the General Administration, Matsuda Jinpei confirmed that there was no problem with the train, and then he relaxed and started thinking about the tips given by the gangster.
He took off the black sunglasses in front of him and held his chin, rarely showing a focused expression outside of bomb disposal: "Fuji, what do you mean by that bastard? The East Capital Ring Line cannot be on the seat or on the
Under the seat, right?”
"The answer to this kind of mystery that a child can think of is probably impossible. I think it should be somewhere else." Fujiwara Yu shook his head. He didn't think the bomber had such a great ability to carry five bombs into the train.
, this kind of thing cannot be accomplished by one person.
Moreover, the bomber was given a clear warning on the phone - it would explode before the sun went down.
Why did it happen before the sun went down? Could it be five time bombs?
"If you're not in the seat, you can only do it on the top of the car, right?" Matsuda Jinpei imagined the scene of him lying on the top of a speeding train to defuse bombs, shook his head and objected: "Please, this guy doesn't know how to dispose of explosives.
Do you think the processing team is Spider-Man? At 70 kilometers per hour, how can I lie on it and defuse a bomb!"
"On the top of the car body?" Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but was stunned when he heard this. What if it was not on top of the car body, but under the car body?
A possibility emerged in his mind, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and slapped Matsuda Jinpei on the shoulder, and said loudly: "Matsuda! I think the bomb should be under the car!"
"Huh? Are you okay?" Matsuda Jinpei stretched out his hand and touched Fujiwara Yu's forehead, and said, "I don't have a fever either. Who would put a bomb in a place like that, and it would explode with a boom at the beginning?"
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"No, what I mean is that the bomb may be installed on the railway track. If you think about it, if the train passes above it, the bomb will lose the sunlight, and the bomb's countdown will start. Until the train completely passes by and receives sunlight again,
The countdown will be reset and paused, so the bomb must be defused before the sun goes down. If the sun goes down, it will detonate. You should contact the General Administration as soon as possible and ask them to change the track and arrange for the explosive ordnance disposal squad to defuse the bomb on the railway track!" Matsuda Formation
Ping couldn't help but be startled when he heard this. He had indeed tried to defuse such relatively sophisticated bombs during training before. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, reached out and patted the tool bag at his feet, and said confidently: "The first team and the second team both
If anyone has dealt with this type of bomb, I will contact them immediately."
"Well, please." - Residents in the Toto Loop Line train still had worried looks on their faces, but they tried their best to chat with the passengers around them in order to relax their mood and make them forget about themselves.
was in danger.
As ordinary people, all they can do now is sit quietly in the train and believe that the police will save the day.
Edogawa Conan sat in his seat and pondered. He had just asked the Junior Detective Team and learned that the man who gave them the remote control plane was wearing a long trench coat. Apart from a hat and sunglasses, his face was completely unshaven.
Show your true appearance.
He thought that when the bomber talked to him on the phone, he also used a low-quality voice changer. So what was the purpose of the bomber doing this?
Did he not want to expose his identity...or did he want to hide his identity from Kudo Shinichi? In the cases investigated as Kudo Shinichi, all the prisoners were serving their sentences in prison, and none of them had been released from prison.
Excluding the prisoner himself, only relatives or related persons of the criminal may issue letters of challenge against him.
Edogawa Conan sighed deeply, leaned on his seat and closed his eyes to rest. If this was the case, there would be too many people hating him, and he didn't even know who it would be.
Ah! It’s so annoying. It’s such a terrible feeling to have no clue at all!
"Eh? Why does it feel like the speed of the car has slowed down?" Ayumi Yoshida, who was sitting in her seat with a well-behaved look on her face, suddenly noticed that the scenery outside seemed to be clearer. She quickly looked at the speed display on the scrolling electronic screen, happily
He raised his hands and said, "Wow, look, it's not 70 kilometers now, it's 7 kilometers!" As soon as this sentence came out, the surrounding passengers also whispered. After ten seconds of silent countdown in their hearts, they found that the train had not stopped.
There was no change. Several excited college students gathered around and cheered.
Edogawa Conan knew that Sosuke Takaji had successfully deduced the location of the bomb, and he felt relieved. At least this stage was passed smoothly.
But it was too early to feel completely reassured. The bomb placed on the train was completely inconsistent with the two previous bombs and the number of stolen explosives.
What exactly does this person want to do? Did he do something very excessive in his previous reasoning?
This made Edogawa Conan couldn't help but think of the Tsukikage Island incident that had just ended not long ago. He wanted to catch the murderer but failed to consider the murderer's feelings, forcing him to a dead end and almost killing him.
He clenched his fists and felt a little panicked. He was very worried that this revenge was because of his radicalness.
The train stopped smoothly at the platform. Genta Kojima put his hands on his waist and threatened to eat eel rice to appease his traumatized young heart. Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya also complained in time that Genta wanted to find an excuse to eat eel rice.
Ayumi Yoshida was just about to ask Conan if he wanted to go to Dr. Ali's house to play with him, but she found that the other party was absent-minded. She stepped forward in confusion and asked aloud: "Conan, why are you going over there? You don't want to go with us?
Doctor’s house?”
"Huh? Ah, I won't go. I have something to go to Uncle Maori."
"Well, please pay attention to safety on the road."
"You guys too, have fun." After the worried Edogawa Conan made sure that the boy detective team was not following him, he found a deserted corner and dialed Sosuke Takaji's number. The other party answered quickly.
soon.
"Hey, Brother Yingji, has the bomb been defused?"
"Not yet, but we have arranged the most professional team to solve the problem. Don't worry." Fujiwara Yu had just dropped off Matsuda Jinpei. He was fumbled for the change in his trouser pocket, preparing to buy himself a cup of iced lemon tea to refresh himself and quench his thirst.
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"Brother Yingji, did that gangster call you again after that?"
"No, and he uses a different number every time he calls. It's impossible to find him." Yu Fujiwara sipped the drink in the cup, thinking that three-quarters of the explosives had not been found, even if
Even drinking your favorite drink can't relieve your frown.
"That's it. So where are you now, Takaji-san? Can you pick me up? I'm at Shinagawa Station."
"Okay, just wait for me at the west exit. It will take me about fifteen minutes to drive there."