After ensuring that the bomber could clearly see the bamboo stick in his hand, Jiang Yuan began to popularize science again:
"I have always liked the traditional Chinese medicine culture of China, and have done a lot of research on acupuncture."
"Don't worry, the biographies I studied are all reliable. On the Internet over there, Chinese medicine novels are very popular now."
"Eh? I seem to have let something slip?" Jiang Yuan looked very shocked, then calmed down again and looked like a perverted murderer:
"Okay, it doesn't matter if I spill the beans. We are all our own people here and no one will report me."
The bomber's eyes widened, "What do you mean no one reported you? If there was a second policeman present, I would be the first one to report you, you bastard!"
The bomber was helpless and furious in his heart, but he knew that he could not speak out. If he really spoke out, he would have to face the problem of the policewoman next to him.
It would be fine if the policewoman's problem was irrelevant, but the fatal thing is that he was indeed responsible for the bombing three years ago. The purpose was very simple: to discredit the Metropolitan Police Department.
But he didn't succeed back then, and Matsuda Jinpei exchanged his life for three years of peace.
Now that the three-year period has passed, he once again prepared to plan several bombing operations, but this time luck was not on his side. When the plan just started, he was discovered by the perverted high school student in front of him.
Then he was caught and tortured for dozens of minutes.
"Of course, due to limited materials, I didn't find any silver needles suitable for acupuncture, so I could only use these bamboo sticks instead." Jiang Yuan shook his head sadly, looking very regretful.
"But fortunately I found bamboo sticks. They are all pointed things, so there shouldn't be much difference!"
After saying that, Jiang Yuan came close to the bomber and moved a bamboo stick back and forth on him, as if he was choosing a place to strike.
As the bamboo stick moved, Jiang Yuan said without raising his head: "Don't worry, because you are my first patient. Based on my many years of academic research experience, I will never kill you."
"Just like the electric shock just now, aren't you feeling fine after seeing the electric shock for so long?"
The bomber believed Jiang Yuan's words deeply. Although he had not read many books, he also taught himself a lot in order to make bombs.
This includes the use and precautions of electric shock devices.
If a general electric shock device is used like Jiang Yuan's method, it will definitely cause irreversible damage to the human body. He was shocked for so long just now, and now he is actually recovering little by little.
This made the bomber even more frightened.
Of course you will be afraid. Although it is more scary for a person to torture you to death, what is even more frightening is that this person can continue to abuse you but still keep you alive and healthy.
The tip of the bamboo stick gradually moved to the position where the explosion committed the body. He was very interested in Jiang Yuan of Xiasan Road. When he was in the CIA interrogation class, he was shocked by the interrogation instructor.
In all his years of working in the industry, he has never seen anyone as unscrupulous as Jiang Yuan.
It can be said that I was born to eat this bowl of rice.
Jiang Yuan also lived up to the expectations of the interrogation instructor. He used this set of interrogation techniques very skillfully. After applying a slight force on the bamboo stick, the bomber's inner defenses instantly collapsed!
"That's right, it's me! Hurry up and put the things away! I was the one who did the case three days ago!!"
The bomber was crying bitterly at this moment, but he was definitely not regretting what happened three years ago and what happened today. He was just completely defeated by Jiang Yuan's psychological offensive.
He was afraid that Jiang Yuan would continue to torture him.
"Matsuda...that guy Matsuda was killed by people like you!"
Hearing the bomber's personal admission, Sato Miwako felt a sense of unworthiness in her heart. Such an excellent police officer, such a young police officer, a police officer with a bright future.
Did he die because of this shameless scum?
Looking at the excited Sato Miwako, Jiang Yuan sighed, then put the electric baton in her hand, and then carried Conan away from the scene.
Conan, who had just walked out of the alley and was immersed in the truth, realized what he should do if Officer Sato did something stupid if he left at this time.
"Enohara, Ehara, put me down quickly. I want to go back and watch Officer Sato! The prisoner has regained his mobility now! We can't put them together!"
Conan struggled wildly in Jiang Yuan's hands, trying to escape from the state where his fate was being held by the collar, but Jiang Yuan's strength was not something that a brat like him could break free from.
"It's Brother Jiangyuan, you little brat is getting more and more rude."
Jiang Yuan carried Conan to the railing next to the sidewalk, leaned against it and looked at the sky, and then taught Conan a lesson.
"Of course I know that the bomber has regained his mobility now. Doesn't that mean that Officer Sato is still there? Officer Sato's combat effectiveness is not comparable to that kind of thing."
In a one-round hand-to-hand fight, even ten of the explosives might not be Sato's opponent, let alone the fact that Sato still had the electric baton he thrust into his hand.
Knowing that his struggle was useless and that Jiang Yuan could not put him down, Conan also gave up his struggle.
It's not like he hasn't thought about using an anesthesia needle watch to subdue Jiang Yuan, but that would inevitably lead to Jiang Yuan discovering his true identity. If Jiang Yuan is offended, that guy might actually tell Xiaolan his true identity.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist, and in the end Conan chose to preserve himself.
In fact, Mao Lilan's iron fist is really not something that ordinary people can enjoy, let alone his current small body.
"Aren't you afraid that Officer Sato will do something stupid?" Officer Sato looked like he had a story just now. In the world of Ke Xue, people with stories can easily develop into murderers or victims.
Judging from Miwako Sato's lively appearance, it is unlikely that she will be the victim, but the murderer is a more reliable option.
Jiang Yuan chuckled. Although Conan is smart, sometimes his brain is not very good:
"Officer Sato obviously didn't come out of the Metropolitan Police Department because of a mission today. I just observed that she didn't have a gun on her."
Under normal circumstances, criminal police officers without missions are not equipped with guns. This is obviously the case with Officer Sato.
"I would only be worried if she faced the bomber with bare hands, so I would give her the electric baton."
For a master of bare-handed fighting like Miwako Sato, killing an adult with bare hands is really not a problem, but it would be different if the humanitarian electric baton invented by Dr. Agasa was used.
"Officer Sato will definitely use the electric baton in his hand at the beginning. As for what happens next, well, aren't there people coming?" Ehara, who was leaning on the railing, pouted and motioned for Conan to look at Officer Megure, who was rushing over.