Chapter 752 Slowly simmer for three hours
“The gangster used a plastic bomb, and the detonating device was a timer... Although in many details, this case is different from a case three years ago, but Now there is a high possibility that the target of the gangster is also the police..."
Within the cordon, Mumu Shisan took the reports sent by many subordinates and began to tell the case to the police officers who were conducting on-site inspections. .
When Haibara Ai, who placed Hoshikawa Teru on the bench, walked back, she saw a serious-looking Conan holding a mobile phone and walking in the completely opposite direction to the scene.
"What's wrong Kudo, don't you agree with the police's investigation results this time?" Haibara stopped Conan, who was bowing his head and said nothing, and looked at Hoshikawa Teru, who was bowing his head and saying nothing.
Kudo cannot be allowed to get too close to him. Hoshikawa Teru can deceive the detective for a while, but it is still very difficult to completely avoid revealing any flaws.
"I really don't agree." Conan took the time to look up at her and shook his head, "The person in charge of this case is definitely not the prisoner from three years ago. He is more likely to be a copycat."
"I'm very confident."
"Well, after all, the behavior patterns are completely different." After sending the email in his hand, Conan analyzed it carefully, "Officer Sato and the others talked to us before After passing this case, I did some analysis for him at the request of, uh, someone."
Haiyuan Ai, who had personally seen Noah's records, raised his eyebrows and was noncommittal.
She guessed who Conan was messaging.
"This case should be the new target of the Phantom Thieves of the Heart." Sure enough, Conan's next sentence directly revealed, "The characteristics of the guy who detonated Officer Takagi's vehicle are completely inconsistent with all aspects."
If he had never been exposed to the series of serial bombings that lasted for seven years, he might not be able to give a definite conclusion, but his views are based on his own reasoning and exposure. on top of information.
“Seven years ago, during his first crime, he and his associates tried to blackmail the police with bomb threats. The pair planted bombs in two different apartment buildings. Extorting a huge ransom. During the negotiation and bomb disposal process, one of the prisoners accidentally died during the escape. Therefore, the other person concluded that the police deliberately created a trap that killed his companion, and immediately launched the trap. The bomb that has not yet been defused..." Conan paused briefly as he said this.
Resulting in the death of a police officer who was conducting bomb disposal operations.
Skipping this heavy part, Conan continued: "This prisoner seemed to have a grudge against the police and committed another bombing three years ago."
"Hey, is this like this? It's too much. Ah..." Yoshida Ayumi, who had come to them at some point, suddenly frowned, "This is completely out of anger!"
"No, compared to expressing anger, it's just crazy." Hug. Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, who was holding his arms, curled his lips, "They made the bomb themselves first, tried to extort money from the residents' safety, and started committing crimes, okay? Why, isn't crime a cost-free and risk-free thing?"
< br>If you choose to take risks for the sake of profit, you should be prepared to bear the consequences. Why does this prisoner act like the police are at fault...
Conan looked at their expressions and couldn't help but laugh: "What the hell? No, he really thinks he is not wrong. In fact, most criminals in this world think they are good people.”
After being arrested and discovered, most of them will try their best to prove that they are not wrong and that they are only minor mistakes.
For example, the criminal in this case, whether he really thinks so or uses the death of his accomplice as an excuse, at least in the name of convincing himself, he is a "brave man" who launches revenge on the police ".
"So, what you want to say is that the bomb that attacked Officer Takagi had a different criminal purpose than the criminal?" Haibara Ai somewhat understood what Conan meant.
"Yes. This prisoner has killed two police officers, but his purpose has never been to 'kill the police', but to try to 'destroy the reputation of the police'. He wants to use more people's lives , proves that his point of view is correct, and proves that the police are 'despicable'." After following this logic, Conan shook his head because of the absurdity, but continued to analyze, "He would not directly kill Officer Takagi, then he would. He has become a 'bad guy'."
With his childish and arrogant way of thinking, this prisoner is almost like an unreasonable child trying to get others to act as he wishes.
It just so happens that this "child" holds in his hands a weapon that can take away the lives of many people.
"But the explosion that just happened was intended to kill Officer Takagi."
"It's so bad..." Ayumi Yoshida looked at the explosion in the cordon. The car shell was shattered on the ground, and he tightened his cuffs.
“It’s hard to say which one is worse.” Hui Yuan Ai shook his head.
“But I just heard from Officer Megure that the remains of the bomb found at the scene have been proven to be very close to the bomb three years ago.” Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya held his chin, thinking hard, “What about this? Why? Or do bombers have any relationship as teachers and students? ”
"It's hard to say, maybe that person is selling the bombs he made." Kojima Mota touched the back of his head and complained softly, "Just like that, that, Moritani Teiji."
Moritani Teiji is a bomber who has also attracted the attention of the whole city. His glorious deeds are based on what he would not do at all.
He stole a batch of high explosives from the gunpowder depot through underground trading channels.
Seven years have passed since he committed the crime. The bomber also needs to spend money to improve his skills and continue to study and research. He always has to eat, right?
Hearing the sound of a new message coming from his phone, Conan quickly took out his phone and opened it to confirm, and then raised the corner of his mouth.
"It's also possible..." He showed the page of the email, "He has found a new partner for himself."
In other words, this time, what he used as a fuse in his design was changed from the physical The bomb became the wandering bomber himself.
【Guessed it right. He found a new "first bomb" for himself.
Joker】
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"The prisoner is a person who pays great attention to responsiveness. This is not surprising in itself. Mentally disturbed criminals will inevitably have a sense of ritual." Karasawa put away his mobile phone and shrugged at Matsuda Jinpei next to him, "Seven years ago, He designed two bombs, one difficult and one easy, to insure his blackmail, and his team configuration also followed this logic."
So in the "lower difficulty" first. "Bomb", that is, after the death of the unlucky guy who died seven years ago, he became the "real murder weapon" that detonated immediately.
After that, he did not look for similar partners for himself.
Maybe he doesn’t want to look for it, or maybe he can’t find it. He maybe thinks he can do it alone.
"But due to some influence, maybe this website, this guy's ambition must have been further amplified. So this time, he found another 'detonator' for himself." Tang Ze said Analysis said, "So once this detonator is uprooted..."
"He's about to have another attack." Matsuda Jinpei narrowed his eyes and looked towards the exit of the alley.
There, the stopped parade convoy was being evacuated, and the noisy crowd was still in a commotion due to the development of the situation.
Going forward from here, you will enter a section of road that the convoy was originally scheduled to pass through, but is now blocked due to an emergency.
"If these two cases don't intersect, I think the police's explosive ordnance disposal personnel can solve them. However, they now come from your old rival, Mr. Matsuda."
Karasawa Shrugging, his joking attitude made Matsuda Jinpei unable to confirm for a moment whether he was going for the bomber or the police.
When I saw this white-haired boy in the morning, his attitude was relatively gentle, even a little casual.
Something pissed this guy off.
Is it that website?
Matsuda Jinpei judged the current status of this temporary teammate in his heart, nodded calmly, and took the heavy toolbox from the opponent's hand.
Reflexively touching the cigarette case in his pocket, Matsuda Jinpei lowered his head and looked at the brand new tool box in his hand, and then at the joker who was standing leisurely in front of him, not looking like he was about to leave at all. , withdrew his hand regretfully.
He is still more accustomed to lighting up a cigarette when he needs to concentrate, but when smoking in front of minors, he is not so unethical.
"The next step is up to you." Karasawa, who seemed to have expected it, felt in his pocket, pulled out a lollipop, and handed it to Matsuda Jinpei's hand.
The same style as Hide Akai should be suitable for old smokers like them, he guessed.
Matsuda Jinping was speechless for a moment, and had no choice but to take it in his hand.
What kind of brain circuit do these weird guys from the Phantom Thieves have? At this time, instead of giving someone a lollipop, what should I do instead of just avoiding it myself? Just enough to stay away from explosives and ensure your own safety.
Don't you think it's funny to squat there with a lollipop in your mouth and defuse a bomb?
"King said you have plans for that person. Is there something that I can't see?" Matsuda Jinpei asked cautiously before walking out of the alley and into the sunshine.
Being alive is definitely not a bad thing, but he still hasn't figured out the relationship between Zhu Fu Jingguang and these people, and he still has doubts about Jiang Guling's situation.
Whether the current situation is because the doubts about him have not been resolved, so someone is specially sent to monitor him, we still need to wait and see.
I hope these guys don’t really use their power to do anything too outrageous...
"Don't worry. We are not just a bunch of people." Tang Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It's just that there is no need for you to participate in the battle over there for the time being."
"You mean, that world?" Hmm. Carnival, theme park, what a childlike person, reminds me of an old friend. Since he is such a naughty child, let him have an interesting dream.”
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“Matsuda, Matsuda——”
Motohashi Yoji, who was mixed in the crowd and tried to smell the familiar smell of gunpowder smoke, heard this voice. The originally happy expression on his face changed slightly, and he looked in the direction of the call almost menacingly.
Matsuda is not a rare surname, and he knows many people with this surname, but today, he doesn't like this name.
For Motohashi, it is annoying to have his plans interrupted again and again.
He didn’t know the full name of the policeman who would rather sacrifice his life to fight against him, but he had seen the memorial service from a distance and heard the cold description of this man in the news.
With a lofty heroic dream, he died alone in the sky dozens of meters high, in exchange for a flat and cold three-sentence description on the evening news...
Really, what a great job it is to be a police officer? What are you trying to do, idiot.
In the direction he was looking, a tall woman with short black hair was standing there, still shouting the name to the surrounding crowd, as if she had become separated from someone.
Although the figure from the back is not very good, for some reason, Motohashi feels that this woman is probably good-looking.
She looks a bit like the policewoman who was yelling at the top of her lungs under the Ferris wheel three years ago.
Perhaps the surname awakened deep malice, or the back view evoked memories of the past. Yoji Motohashi couldn't help but squeeze his fist twice and press the small remote control. Creaking.
The thing was indeed sold by him, and the time and place were also what he requested.
Anyway, people who buy things don’t really care where the things are used or who is killed. They just want to cause as many casualties as possible, attract attention, and echo the bombing three years ago. The police's attention is completely changed. It is best for all police officers to chase the explosion scene to leave enough space for their robbery.
Knowing that they were just part of his smoke bomb and understanding their purpose, Yoji Motohashi still had an obsessive-compulsive disorder attack and came to this noisy place.
The fuse he made himself should be lit by himself.
It is best not only to completely attract the attention of the police, but also to allow them to follow the clues and catch these smart guys.
For such a big thing as robbing cash from the post office, the search department would probably have to empty all the manpower it could mobilize, right?
When they return home with a full load and their vigilance is at its lowest, a letter from Motohashi, the genuine criminal, will definitely break down their psychological defenses.
Really, I can’t wait to see this scene.
Under the dual effects of excitement and annoyance, Motohashi Yoji, who was hidden in the crowd, couldn't help but follow the direction of the crowd and slowly approached the woman who was chattering.
Just put your little gift in her handbag or shopping bag, and then press this button, all these troubles will disappear.
A small change can make the world change and spin at your fingertips. This kind of free and easy pleasure is the charm of explosion.
Yoji Motohashi thought this, and patted the woman's shoulder with very little force, ready to look for the gap and stuff the small ball of plasticine in the sleeve into the appropriate place.
The woman's sense seemed to be very keen. The moment he touched her, she turned her head towards him.
And only the head.
Like an owl, the head suddenly rotated 180 degrees without warning, heading straight in the direction of Motohashi Yoji.
Before Yoji Motohashi could see her face clearly, a string of high-pitched laughter suddenly reached his ears.
The next second, the woman standing in front of him suddenly exploded.
The scorching fire swept over instantly, and the huge shock wave of the explosion made Yoji Motohashi feel that his skin was melting in the high temperature and severe pain.
At the last moment when he lost his vision, he saw a pair of golden eyes looking straight at him through the firelight.
It was a man with black curly hair smoking a cigarette. The tweezers in his hand came closer and closer, and along with the sound of the explosion, they stabbed hard into his eyes.
"Ah——!!!" Motohashi Yoji tried his best and let out a shrill scream.
After shouting, he blinked, and the scene destroyed by the explosion suddenly returned to normal.
The evacuated crowd was still following the guidance of the police, walking slowly along the railings towards the JR station, accepting traffic diversion. The midday sun shone directly on them, taking away some of the chill.
Because of his sudden scream, the police responsible for guiding the crowd to evacuate were squeezing the pedestrians who were walking ahead, and even the players in the vehicles that were slowly driving past them, all turned towards them. He cast a strange look, as if he didn't understand why someone was shouting and going crazy.
Yoji Motohashi was stunned for a moment, then took a few big breaths.
The pain of skin and muscles dissolving in the high temperature still remained on his face, causing him to instinctively dig at the side of his face, trying to erase the weird itching.
What's going on, what's going on, what's going on...
Why did he see and feel the explosion suddenly, and why did he see the deceased policeman.
Is it because of the date?
Impossible, he has never felt guilty for killing a few insignificant policemen. Deep down, he even complained about these people's lack of cooperation.
If the person who died at the top had a higher position, someone would definitely dig into the cause of the case and dig out the conspiracy between the police and the TV station to engage in bad fishing seven years ago.
What a useless guy. Motohashi has always thought so.
Over the years, he has eaten well and slept well, and has never even had a nightmare. The light of the explosion has always brought him joy and happiness. How could he fall into negative emotions because of this kind of thing? What about it?
So, that was...
"Sir, do you need help?" It seemed that he noticed that Benqiao stayed in place for too long, and the policeman standing on the outside of the crowd approached him. Some.
Yoji Motohashi woke up suddenly and instinctively took two steps back. Regardless of the exclamations and scoldings of the people behind him who were almost stepped on by him, he kept his distance from the police and wormed his way deeper into the crowd.
He was still holding a large piece of plastic bomb in his hand, and now that he was caught and questioned by the police, the problem became bigger.
When Yoji Motohashi walked past in a hurry, Asai Narumi, who was standing in the innermost circle of the crowd and moved forward while holding on to the separation fence, blinked, and the golden light in his eyes slowly dissipated.
He and Shimabukuro Kimie, who was a few steps away, looked at each other across the crowd, nodded to each other, followed the direction Motohashi left, and then followed up slowly.
Their abilities are more or less related to the mental state. After confirming that the target is in the cognitive world and the real world, they want to reproduce the various hallucinations that drove Futo Kyosuke crazy, step by step It is not very difficult to defeat the opponent's mental strength and thereby weaken his power in understanding the world.
The reason why this is rarely done is because it is really not necessary.
A large part of what happened to Kyousuke Futo was because everyone was angered by the scene in his palace and wanted to give this guy an unforgettable nightmare.
And now, they need it again.
“Are you sure you can give him an image that is closest to Matsuda?” Morofushi Jingguang, who was carrying a bass bag and following them at a distance of two meters, asked in a low voice.
"No problem, the images taken before are very clear." The Noah puppet hidden in his hood replied, "The shooting is very good, it will definitely scare this bastard to death."
"Take it easy, just add the burning of Abi Hell. Be careful he won't last until three o'clock in the afternoon..."
"It won't burn anyone to death anyway. Ah, his mental fluctuations are recovering. . Lunar, do it again!”
Not two minutes later, another miserable howl with a different tone came from the distance.
Everyone in the Phantom Thieves followed the guy who was about to be simmered for three hours and left the streets under martial law little by little.
It is still very early, for everyone.
(End of this chapter)