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"Huh? Going to Yokohama?"

In Didan High School, a long-haired female high school student leaned against the window of the classroom, staring at the blue sky outside.

Mao Lilan was a little puzzled and said, "But I've been there before..."

She listened to it for a while, then sighed in compromise: "Okay, that's what you said."

Suzuki Sonoko leaned over from another direction, just at this moment Mao Lilan hung up the phone.

"Well, what did he say?" Suzuki Sonoko showed a somewhat mean smile.

The person who just called was none other than Mao Lilan's childhood sweetheart, the long-lost high school student detective Kudo Shinichi.

Suzuki Sonoko, who didn't know that Kudo Shinichi became Edogawa Conan, looked forward to seeing some progress in the love affair of a friend who likes her.

It's just that this time Mao Lilan didn't blush as before, but said a little depressed: "He said he was investigating the case in Yokohama, and he wanted us to go there to play for two or three days."

"Huh?" Suzuki Sonoko put his hands on his hips and frowned, "But didn't we just go there two days ago?"

"We still have to call those children and Dr. Ali. It's true that the children haven't been there." Mao Lilan said, suddenly found Suzuki Sonoko in a contemplative state.

She looked over with some puzzlement, while Suzuki Sonoko nodded secretly.

"I said, Shinichi, did you prepare any surprises for you?" Sonoko Suzuki said, "After all, there is a Ferris wheel there, and a hotel as romantic as the Sea of ​​Stars. I wanted to say the day before yesterday, if Shinichi If you were there, you might be able to—"

"Sonoko!" Suzuki Sonoko's divergent thinking was interrupted by the embarrassing girlfriend again.

"Anyway, I'll go!" Mao Lilan picked up the phone angrily, "Now talk to Dr. Li and the others..."

'But Shinichi Teddy said not to bring Conan, why? '

Mao Lilan's expression vaguely revealed some worry.

...

"But is this really good? I can't grow bigger to meet Lan..." Conan held the detective badge and shook his short legs while sitting in the back seat of the car.

"Otherwise, she was asked to go to Yokohama again for no reason?" Haibara Ai avoided the young detective team who were discussing enthusiastically, and gently put a medicine into the portable medicine box.

"That's true." Conan showed half-moon eyes, "As soon as I said I would go, that guy Lan immediately agreed."

He tilted his head to look at Toru Amuro in the driver's seat ahead, and sighed.

"Anyway, be careful and leave Tokyo quickly."

Putting away the antenna of the Detective Boys emblem, Conan leaned back.His glasses dropped a little, and at the same time, he recalled the conversation with Osamu Dazai just now in his mind.

"Even a person from another world with special abilities shouldn't be able to calculate that far with just his brain, right?" He said so, but he already believed it in his heart.

"A trap that we have to jump into..." Toru Amuro murmured thoughtfully, his complexion gradually darkened.

The two were on their way to the Armed Detective Agency. According to Osamu Dazai, he would ask his students to provide some protection for the two.

After all, it was people from another world who caused the trouble, and they also possessed unknown superpowers, which was very tricky.If there is help from Atsushi Nakajima and the others, who are also people with different abilities, it will be safer than going there with their useless hands Mu Cangmang.

"But the 'mouse' can definitely guess that I will do this." A few minutes ago, Osamu Dazai said firmly.

Conan's head was looking out of the window, and his mind was spinning.

"That is to say, there will be an event that will definitely trip us up?" The green plants outside the window retreated to the back of the car one by one. Conan looked forward, and his eyelids, which had been raised all the time, suddenly widened.

"That's it, Officer Megure?" He said unexpectedly.

Just when the Mazda reached the intersection, the green light changed to red, and Toru Amuro stopped the car.

"The Megure police department?" Hearing this, Toru Amuro also turned his head to look at the car parked in the opposite lane and the three policemen standing beside the car.

Officer Megure seemed to be saying something, and then the other two policemen nodded and walked into the nearby shopping mall.

"Did something happen?" Conan couldn't help but be attracted to it.

Toru Amuro reminded with some amusement: "Remember we are looking for 'mouse'."

Ordinary incidents can't compare to the threat of the "rat in the dead house". In his case, the priority of the "rat in the dead house" has surpassed the current undercover mission.

After all, it is very tricky, mysterious from another world.

Conan's eyelids drooped again - of course he knew.

He watched Officer Megure open the car door and sit in, while holding his chin: "'Rat' hasn't acted yet...Mr. Amuro, if it were you, what would you do?"

Somewhat curious about Toru Amuro's answer, Conan turned his gaze to the rearview mirror.

"Me?" Toru Amuro seemed to be recalling some not-so-good memories, his face darkened, "Of course it's to find what the target cares most about..." and then destroy it.

'It's really scary, Mr. Amuro. Conan turned his eyes away after hearing the words, not daring to look over to the driver's seat.

Angry Mr. Amuro is so imposing!

He was thinking, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the car that Police Officer Meguro got into.

The traffic light changed to a green light, but the car still did not move.

'That's weird...' He pressed down on his glasses and zoomed in on what he could see through the car window.

Officer Meguro seemed to be reading something, raised his head, then stretched out his hand and tore off a piece of paper from above.

'That is...'

Toru Amuro was about to start when he suddenly heard Conan yelling out the window.

"and many more!"

At the same time as these words sounded, there was the sound of a vehicle exploding.

"Officer Mumu!"

The window of the car burst open from the inside out, and a huge thick smoke accompanied by the flames diffused out of it.

The police department, wearing a tan work suit, fell to the ground at a critical moment, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.Conan pushed open the car door and ran across the guardrail.

Thick smoke from the explosion poured into the child's slender windpipe. Conan choked a few times covering his mouth and nose, and then hurriedly took out his mobile phone to call the emergency number.

Is this what Osamu Dazai predicted? !Conan's eyes widened, and he tried Officer Megure's breathing in a panic.

Fortunately, he was still alive, and now he just passed out.Soon Conan turned his head and saw the white paper that Officer Megure tore off in the car.He quickly unfolded the white paper, and then his eyes scanned the lines of text.Amuro Toru, who followed closely behind him, parked his car, and strode over at this moment: "Move the location of this police department—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

The slightly familiar puzzle on the white paper firmly caught his sight, and for the first time, an extreme and excited smile appeared on that face that often wore a mask.

"So it is," he said.

He knew what the 'gift' from the 'Mouse of the Dead' had given him.

...

Police officer Megure has been sent to the hospital, and the notice letter he once held in his hand was read by Amuro many times.

The paper was photocopied into many copies and handed over to the First Investigation Division and the police behind Toru Amuro.

Because this incident has already involved the 'Rat of the Dead House', the danger level instantly increased.

Conan sat in the back seat of the car, but his expression was no longer as relaxed as it was a few minutes ago, but was replaced by deep regret.

"Damn it, if it wasn't for me—"

There were too many coincidences, and he easily realized that Officer Mumu was very likely to be implicated by him.

But Toru Amuro thinks otherwise.

"This is not your relationship." Toru Amuro interrupted Conan.

He had been inexplicably excited since just now, and now he was staring at the road ahead, with a twisted smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It was the prisoner's fault."

As he spoke, he called out Conan's real name again, with a little eagerness: "Can you solve this puzzle? Kudo Shinichi."

"..." Conan paused, then shook his head lightly, "I can't confirm yet."

The message left by the prisoner hints at the location of the next bomb.If it's just solving puzzles, he has an idea.But if the 'dead house rat' was involved, he wasn't sure if his speculation was right or not.

The last time he was predicted to almost die directly in the Mihua Building, he was a little sensitive to subtle coincidences.

If the inference is wrong, precious search time will be wasted, and more casualties will most likely be caused.

"Did it explode at twelve noon..." He lowered his head and thought.

Different from the past, this time the case was solved with a suffocating sense of urgency.He must catch the prisoner as soon as possible, arrest the 'rat of the dead house' as soon as possible, otherwise, Lan she...

As if aware of the predicament here, Conan's cell phone rang again.

The number that had been noted showed the name of the leader of the port mafia. Subconsciously, the two people in the car felt a sense of peace as if the dust had settled.

"Mr. Dazai, do you already know what's going on here?" Conan quickly connected the phone, and then relayed the prisoner's notice letter to the other party.

And the foreign aid lived up to expectations, thought for a while, and quickly revealed the answer.

"It's Tokyo Tower." The voice on the other side of the phone seemed very relaxed, "There is still time to go now."

Before Conan could heave a sigh of relief, the leader seemed to have figured out something, and made a separate sentence that seemed irrelevant.

"Ah, that's right. Mr. Public Security."

Amuro, who was called, tilted his ears slightly.

Amuro knows that this case is closely related to him, and the "rat of the dead house" may be running after him.

Otherwise, how do you explain that the bomber who was supposed to appear on January [-] next year suddenly struck today in February.

And Dazai Osamu meant the same thing.

"This is a trap for you," he said.

The voice after the phone processing was not so real, but the affirmative tone of the person on the other end of the phone still made the two of them couldn't help but believe his inference.

No, he was right, from the beginning to now.

"The devil may contact you, I will not interfere with your decision, but for the safety of the collaborators, let me remind you first."

The latter sentence is very light, but extremely clear.

The leader hiding in the darkness turned his gaze to his side, as if sighing and as if it was a verdict handed down to him.

"Things that have been lost are the past after all, and even if they are regained, they are just illusions."

No matter how similar they are.

Amuro Toru stared slightly, then nodded slightly.

...

"Yokohama?" Oda Sakunosuke said in a daze.

"Yeah." Haibara Ai on the other end of the phone glanced at her three children with expectant eyes, and continued, "Because Mr. Oda protected Ayumi last time, they all want to be with you. Go out and play."

"Ah, that." Oda Sakunosuke glanced at the situation in the Armed Detective Agency. The three teenagers seemed to be in the truce period, playing with turtles.

Although Akutagawa often accidentally hit Atsushi Nakajima in the face when he threw cards, although Nakajima Atsushi always stepped on Akutagawa's only clothes, even though Yasha Shirayuki behind Izumi Kyoka occasionally sneaked out from behind Akutagawa.

But they seem to be having a good time.

Feeling that there is really nothing he needs to worry about here, Oda Sakunosuke nodded, and agreed before Haibara Ai said sorry: "Going to Yokohama? Understood."

"Sorry, the children insist on you coming along." Hearing the children's cheers, Hui Yuanai smiled and shook his head.

"It's okay." Oda Sakunosuke glanced across the white paper in front of him, without moving a single word.

"It just so happens that I have something to do."

Things to do even if you are not qualified.