The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

A murder case that was supposed to be closed quickly suddenly turned into an explosion case that required emergency evacuation of the crowd. Mu Mu Shisan's mood fluctuated slightly, but he was still calm.

When accidents always happen, accidents are not accidents, but accidents happen without accidents.

After a period of experience among the detectives, his current mentality has been tempered. Based on his current thinking, as a criminal police officer, it is exactly this kind of moment that he needs to deal with and face.

"Miss Nakazawa." Seeing the police cordoning off the door, he calmly looked at the maid who had just been handcuffed and was still looking at the house blankly, "You have already made up your mind to kill Kurokawa. It’s a big job, so it’s not necessary to launch such a big battle, right?”

"I didn't release it!" Nakazawa Manami, who was staring blankly at the mansion, immediately widened her eyes and protested.

"Didn't you kill someone because you had a grudge against the Kurokawa family?" Before he could finish hearing his thoughts, the case handling process was interrupted by a sudden bomb warning. He only had time to listen to the prisoner's half-narrated account of his motive for the murder. The police department groaned.

"Didn't I tell you everything? My husband died on Kurokawa Daizo's operating table. The hospital refused to admit that it was Kurokawa who caused the medical accident..." Manami Nakazawa said stiffly with a cold face. , "Although I do want to move against the hospital, after all, it is 'Kurokawa Hospital' and is their family's property, but even if I have the intention to do something, I cannot have the ability to get explosives."

There is one thing to say, indeed.

Tangze, who stood outside the door following the evacuated crowd, nodded.

Although high-power handmade explosives made by local methods are a kind of rice flower specialty, there is still a certain gap between them and this kind of professional plastic bombs.

The formula of plastic bombs is generally cyclotrimethylenetrinitramine, which is composed of RDX mixed with certain plastic binders and plasticizers. It may be mixed with C3 and C4 formulas. That is to say, the proportion of RDX varies according to the usage scenarios and needs. Adjust the space.

As a more powerful chemical explosive than TNT, RDX has an extremely high explosive yield. It can be easily made into any desired shape with a plasticizer, and its stability is also very high. Ordinary gunshots and flames will not cause it to detonate.

In other words, compared to ordinary home-made bombs, criminals who use this kind of explosives are more professional, more destructive and lethal. Those who can train to this level must either have relevant professional background or have been working for a long time. A veteran who is immersed in this, in short, it should not be a job that an ordinary office woman with murderous intentions would do.

"But you are their maid, and you do have the qualifications to plant bombs everywhere in his house." Mumu Shisan looked at her sideways, still not completely dispelling his suspicion.

What his many years of work experience in the search class taught him is to never underestimate anyone’s subjective initiative. As long as they are given a chance, they can really do anything.

"If I had this ability, I should go and blow up his poor hospital first." Manami Nakazawa rolled his eyes and glanced at the frightened Mrs. Kurokawa and the elder of the Kurokawa family from a distance. The son snorted coldly, "It's not difficult to understand that such an unscrupulous quack doctor offended other people."

"But other people don't have the conditions to install explosives in their homes."

"It's not like I'm the only maid in his house. It's such a big place...Ha, speaking of this, the Kurokawa family is not an easy-going and good family. Even if there is no such thing as the hospital, the people in their family hate them. No less." Gradually recovering from the sudden transition from murder to explosion, Manami Nakazawa raised the corners of her mouth and her expression began to become cheerful.

"You guy..." Kurokawa Daizo's wife Kurokawa Sanna looked at her smile and was finally on the verge of breaking out.

"What are you so arrogant about, you murderer!"

"Who are the people who caused medical accidents and caused deaths, but are not even willing to pay basic humanitarian compensation?"

"you……!"

The tense atmosphere, stimulated by the sudden murders and bombings, was further intensified by Manami Nakazawa's emotional expression. Seeing that it was about to evolve into a quarrel, Karasawa pressed his forehead with a headache.

High-decibel noises, sharp high-frequency quarrels, police officers working hard to maintain order in the chaos, and more and more people gathering to watch the excitement... This kind of scene is the kind of scene he hates.

So Tang Ze raised his hand, grabbed the rag doll hanging on the bag, and squeezed it coldly.

The next second, a loud bang came from the small building in front.

"Why so suddenly..." Memu Shisan, who was standing on the side with his arms folded and unable to speak, was silently waiting for a few people to vent their emotions and continue the follow-up work. He suddenly turned around and looked at the villa where the fire suddenly started, with an expression on his face. He became solemn and said, "Takagi, has the evacuation been completed? Is there anyone still in the building? Where are the police officers?"

If his mood was relatively stable before, he still thought that this case might be caused by personal grudges, but when the explosion actually happened, the alarm in his head immediately went off.

Detonating a bomb in front of the police is not the same thing as waiting for an opportunity to retaliate because of a grudge. The former is much more arrogant and provocative.

"Everyone in the villa has been evacuated. The explosive ordnance disposal team carrying scanners has not yet begun to enter the scene. There are no casualties!" Takagi Wataru completed the answer loudly, "The fire fighters are on their way, and it is estimated that there will be about three minutes. Arrive at the scene!”

"Well, you take the suspect and the victim's family back to the police station first." Megure Shisan said, walking up to the real first discoverer of the bomb, "Kang Zejun, please come with us."

As he spoke, he secretly made a few gestures with his hands. The police officers from Search Section 1 understood the situation and quietly turned the cameras in their hands and began to take pictures of the surrounding crowd of onlookers and the surrounding residential environment. At the same time, several tall police officers had already They gathered around, surrounding Mouri Kogoro and his group, blocking them tightly.

Just after the evacuation work was completed, the prisoner pressed the remote control in front of the police and detonated the bomb. It is very likely that he was among the crowd of onlookers at this moment, or was secretly observing the scene somewhere nearby.

And Karasawa, the witness who accidentally discovered the bomb, causing his original plan - whatever it was - to fail, is likely to become the target of the prisoner's revenge.

We cannot let this child, who has been hurt many times, continue to be persecuted for doing good deeds.

The child who blew up the bomb ruthlessly showed an obedient expression and nodded gently: "Okay, I will definitely cooperate."

"Be careful to cover your face. This bomber is probably observing here to protect your personal safety." Megure Thirteen patted Tangze's shoulder heavily and said heavily.

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The bomber, who was indeed observing the scene, put down the telescope in his hand with a look of confusion.

He lowered his head blankly and looked at the disposable mobile phone that he had never touched. He repeatedly confirmed that he had not accidentally touched any buttons due to nervousness. He then raised his telescope and looked at the mobile phone that had been ignited by the explosion and filled the sky with flames. Kurokawa House.

What's going on? I haven't done anything yet. Why did the bomb detonate by itself? Could it be that the bomb was accidentally triggered?

Didn't the person who provided this batch of explosives already make a guarantee that their production methods were professional and sophisticated, and that they used civilian stocks originally intended for blasting and demolition, so that there would be no accidents?

Sure enough, you can’t trust online shopping too much!

After cursing in his mind for a while, Moritani Teizou was sweating slightly, feeling more confused and panicked than anyone else.

You know, the remaining explosives are still piled in his studio. Those high-energy explosives have an amazing yield and a super high explosion speed. If there is an emergency...

No, he had to go back to rent a warehouse and find a way to stack these things elsewhere as soon as possible.

Oh, by the way, I have to go back and discuss the problem with the seller. He has a lot of plans for the future. It is impossible for him to do this to others. If something suddenly breaks down while he is installing it, it will be really serious. …

With many thoughts in his mind, he pushed the sunglasses tighter on his face, wrapped his coat tightly around his body, and sneaked away from the rooftop of the office building.

As he walked down, Moritani Teiji kept thinking about all the details he saw through the telescope, and the panic in his heart grew further.

These explosives were all installed in locations he personally determined when he visited Dean Kurokawa's house the day before yesterday.

To be safe, after he found a suitable location under the pretext of checking the safety of the old design, he didn't even do it himself. Instead, he waited silently for more than ten days before finding a nearby plumber. , after using the Internet to contact the other party, he bribed the other party with a high price, without going through the whole process without his own hands, for fear of exposing any flaws.

This is both the inspiration given to him by those sellers and the concerns arising from the same reason.

It was just a website he accidentally discovered when he was making design drawings on his computer and checking some reference materials. He didn't take it seriously when he filled it in. He just wrote an ambiguous sentence: "I want to erase the stains of the past." ", but was found so accurately by the other party.

When he saw the cold words "Moritani Teiji" in the dark dialog box, his heart rate instantly accelerated to the point where he thought his blood vessels would be unable to bear it.

The thoughts and dark thoughts that he thought were secret seemed to be seen by eyes from the darkness. There was actually someone in the world who could directly pry into his thoughts. The sense of threat brought by this incident made Moritani Teiji Having trouble sleeping and eating.

So he couldn't help but become more careful in the methods he chose, and planned carefully, striving to completely erase his traces.

But now, things were out of control again, making him feel even more at a loss.

Are they still the same group of people, but if it is them, why is it necessary to manipulate his mentality in such a roundabout way? The evidence in their hands was enough to put him through jail before anything happened.

But if it weren't for them...

The explosion just now was not quite right either.

Moritani Teiji had no intention of detonating the bomb here now.

The time has not yet come, and he still has a lot of preparations to complete, not to mention that it has not been long enough since his last visit to the Kurokawa family, and he will most likely be included in the inquiry list.

Today, it was precisely because he heard the news of Kurokawa Daizo's murder that he rushed over to check. He was also worried that his arrangement would be exposed in advance due to this accident.

His original plan was to blow up the entire villa area directly, instead of just causing a fire like now...

Kurokawa House followed his consistent design principles and made extensive use of masonry structures and concrete for construction on certain slopes. What use would it be to a fire?

No, something was wrong, nothing was right. He had to rush home as soon as possible, find a way to get some close-up imaging data of the scene, and study it carefully...

Wearing a beard and sunglasses, Moritani Teiji was unrecognizable as he walked out of the office building and carefully looked at his surroundings.

Several students in school uniforms were passing by, and in the coin laundromat across the street, an old lady was sitting there, taking a nap in front of the running washing machine. There were also a few residents standing on the corner chatting. Give him any attention you can.

It was an ordinary day in the alleys of Tokyo. The only person who was panicked was Moritani Teiji himself, who had just made a big noise. This gap was a bit ironic.

After confirming his own safety, Moritani Teiji passed by the pedestrians and hurried to his car.

Behind him, the old woman sitting in front of the washing machine glanced in the direction he left.

"The target has left the point." Shimabukuro Kimie connected to the communication with some difficulty and whispered into the channel, "He seems to be very emotionally unstable."

"It's okay to be unstable." Asai Naomi stood in front of a pure white space, looking at the light curtain in front of him that began to fluctuate, and smiled, "When the leader joins his salon, this palace will be able to break through. .Continue to monitor him and be sure not to give him a chance to recover emotionally."

After all, he is an architect with a particularly paranoid mentality. After all, he is a mental patient. After all, people have begun to fall ill...

He understands all these principles, and just looking at the size of Moritani Teiji's palace, this is a very promising big list, but as expected, no one likes to be frustrated frequently.

He has been a member of the Phantom Thieves for so long, but he has never seen such a stubborn target. He has surrounded his palace so tightly that it is difficult to break through even with violent means.

He is really a scumbag who likes to cause trouble to others, whether it is to increase the difficulty for them, or he wants to blow up so many public buildings out of his brain, both ways.

A psycho with such destructive power deserved to be frightened and frightened. He just felt that Tangze's methods were not extreme enough and were a little gentler.

"Received." Miyano Akemi replied and waited silently.

Five minutes later, a black car passed by the alley where she parked. She started the car and followed it from a distance.

Karasawa believes that Moritani Teiji will definitely start contacting the bomb provider in the next step, and will also try to move and plant the alarming number of explosives out of suspicion.

But no matter what this bastard plans to do, Tangze will definitely give him enough surprises, she believes.

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"The remains of explosives have been found at the scene, and it is basically certain that these are the batch of explosives that were stolen some time ago. Based on the explosion conditions at that time, the other party only used a very small part."

"The remaining equivalent..."

"Well, those explosives were originally intended to be used to demolish viaducts. If they were all used, it would be more than enough to blow up two rice flower municipal buildings."

Standing in Mouri Kogoro's office, Megure Thirteen frowned.

The other people in the room exchanged glances, and their expressions were not relaxed either.

Although this conclusion facilitates traceability, it is undoubtedly very bad news.

This prisoner's criminal intent was unclear, but his criminal actions were resolute, without any prior notice, and he even launched a bomb in front of the police. He is a completely dangerous person.

Now, it is certain that this dangerous person still has such a large number of weapons, and the threat is very huge.

"Have you checked the Kurokawa family's interpersonal relationships?" Mouri Kogoro, who was at a loss what to do, asked a very standard criminal police question.

"We are already conducting investigations. Nakazawa Manami's statement has a certain degree of credibility. Kurokawa Daizo has mixed reviews in the industry. We are not sure whether this is a crime against him personally or for other purposes. We are currently working with explosives Cross-reference theft cases." He couldn't express it too directly, so Mu Mu Shisan said euphemistically.

I understand, there are quite a lot of people who have been offended, and there is no way to sort them out simply by ranking them.

Mouri Kogoro scratched his head and clicked his tongue: "And we can't completely rule out the possibility that the other party wants to target other people..."

What if the murderer’s target is not Kurokawa Daizo, but a certain visitor, such as Mouri Kogoro himself, who just came to visit when the explosion occurred?

"Yeah, so I just don't have a clue about the current situation." Mumu Shisan said quietly.

The subtext of this sentence was recognized by several police officers and former police officers present.

They can only wait for the prisoner's next move to find more clues. The situation is now completely passive.

"...I'll try my best to investigate." Mouri Kogoro sighed and could only reply.

"I'm just telling you the current progress, don't put too much pressure on me, Brother Maori." After a sigh of relief, Mumu Shisan looked around his office, "As for Tang Zejun, I also want to talk to him about the situation, so that Don't be too nervous. Isn't he at home?"

"He lives in the cafe downstairs, not in my house." Mouri Kogoro said angrily.

"Oh, that seems to be the case. I always see him acting together with you, and I've forgotten this." Mumu Shisan patted his head suddenly.

"I can't find anyone downstairs now. He and that brat Conan went out to participate in some activity." Mouri Kogoro, whose family status was becoming increasingly precarious, snorted and stood up from behind the desk, "If there's nothing wrong. Then that’s it for today, I still have things to do.”

"Hey, I have other commissions..."

"No, it's time for me to cook."

"Huh? Oh... So, Yingli hasn't..."

"What does it have to do with whether I cook or not and whether she comes back!"

"Relax, brother, she will change her mind, she should."

"Hey, what are you thinking about-"

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"No matter how many times I see it, I still feel that you are too brave." Conan weighed the things in his hands and couldn't stop the twitching at the corner of his mouth.

"Really?" Tang Ze blinked twice innocently, "I thought you detectives were all like this."

"Don't talk nonsense. Which detective would pick out a bomb from an explosive site!" the slandered detective loudly retorted.