Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

The next day, major newspapers in Tokyo placed large advertisements offering a reward for a lawyer to take on Kogoro Mori's case.

"30 million?" Hibiki Eri was surprised. "With such an amount of money, many lawyers will definitely compete to take over this case."

Nagai Hikaru nodded: "Yes, so I have to ask Auntie Eri to screen the lawyers who apply. If it weren't for the fact that most of my company's legal affairs are lawyers with a business orientation..."

"Xiao Guang, you have helped a lot. As for the 30 million..."

"It's okay. It's just a necklace to me." Nagai Hikaru held Mao Lilan's hand and looked at Kisaki Eri and said, "The main thing is that we have to find a professional lawyer who has a certain chance of winning against the prosecutor's office. This is difficult. I can only ask Aunt Eri for help."

Mao Lilan said softly: "Xiao Guang, thank you."

Nagai Hikaru held Mao Lilan's hand tightly and said, "It's okay, don't worry."

At this time, Detective Shiratori came in and gave the latest situation: "Mr. Maori has been sent for examination. I think it is better to inform you before the news comes out."

Everyone in the room was surprised.

"Is there enough evidence to send for inspection?" asked Eri Kisaki.

Detective Shiratori nodded and told her about the evidence the police had collected. Eri Kisaki sighed, "It's indeed enough to send for inspection."

"Then, entering the next stage, we have to hurry up and find a suitable lawyer." Nagai Hikaru comforted the crying Mao Lilan, turned to look at Kisaki Eri, "Today and tomorrow, two days, is enough time to choose a suitable lawyer?"

"Well, I'll start looking up the profiles of lawyers who are willing to come over now."

Nagai Hikaru patted Mao Lilan's hand and said, "I will be staying at the Beikacho Central Hotel these days. I will be in Tokyo at any time. You don't have to worry, Xiaolan."

Another day passed, and Eri Kisaki found a lawyer named Takeki Imamura to take over Kogoro Mori's case.

Mao Lilan began to wonder why they were looking for this old man in his fifties.

"He has handled many criminal cases over the past decade and is a specialized wrongful conviction lawyer." Ying Feili explained, "In addition to his strong professional knowledge, there is another reason, that is, he is a well-known wrongful conviction lawyer."

"What do you mean?"

"The success rate of criminal prosecutions in Japan is over 90%. In order to maintain such a high success rate, Japanese prosecutors may conduct torture-like interrogations for cases where the evidence is sufficient and the case is obviously going to win, or induce confessions to reduce punishment, use unclear memories to create eyewitness testimony, perjury, presumption of guilt, etc. Most parties are afraid of the public security and procuratorate. Under the choice of confession by the public security and procuratorate to give you a light punishment, and not to confess you will not win anyway, many people finally confess against their will.

"Mr. Jincun has been in the profession for more than ten years and has won fourteen cases prosecuted."

"Only fourteen pieces in such a long time?" Mao Lilan was shocked by the long time span.

"He is not actually a professional criminal lawyer. Many of these cases were taken by him as a public prosecutor." Ying Feili explained, "Now we rely on his experience in confronting prosecutors many times, as well as public opinion."

Nagai Hikaru nodded and continued, "Yes, a wrongfully convicted lawyer took on Uncle Maori's case. The topic of Uncle Maori being wrongly accused can be extended and magnified, stirring up controversy and influencing the judge's judgment."

Kisaki Eri nodded. "Thank you. If it weren't for the hot topic of the 3,500 yuan reward, Mr. Imamura wouldn't have noticed this case. Many lawyers have come forward to express their willingness to take over. We have many options."

Nagai Hikaru breathed a sigh of relief: "It's great to be able to help a little."

At this time, Conan's cell phone rang: "Haibara?" He answered the phone and walked aside.

"Habara, is there anything wrong? I'm a bit busy lately."

"Uncle Maori's case, right? We all saw the reward on the news. Kudo, Dr. Agasa has already made the drone. If possible, can you come over today? Tell me what you want to investigate specifically?"

"It's done... a drone?" Conan was surprised.

"Yes, the doctor has been up for two nights." Huiyuan Ai said calmly, "So, you may need to control this drone yourself. The doctor has gone to bed."

"...Haibara, thank you." Conan was very touched.

"Well, Ms. Kinoshita has also helped out these past two days."

Although I got the on-site photo materials from Toru Amuro, I couldn't see the scene, so many things were just superficial.

"I need to find the real explosive inside," Conan explained.

Another day passed, and even the Junior Detective Team came to help operate the drone. Because they were doing serious work, the three children were very serious and did not fight to play, but directly assigned their roles and cooperated with each other.

The evidence submitted by the prosecution was also sent over. Nagai Mitsuru had been with Conan for two nights, so he left for work in the morning and contacted Conan in the afternoon.

At this time, Conan just happened to get the explosive that Haibara Ai had prepared, a pressure cooker.

"So, it's not an explosive at all." Conan slammed his fist on the table.

After copying the information, Conan rushed to the Pineapple Cafe with his notebook and threw the information directly in front of Toru Amuro.

"The evidence submitted by the prosecution does not show any pressure cooker explosion. In other words, the fabricated evidence has not reached this stage, right?" Conan looked at Toru Amuro seriously.

Amuro Toru nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, what about Xiaoguang?"

Nagai Hikaru just happened to walk into the cafe. Because she had been in the hotel for the past few days, she didn't wear any fancy clothes, just the simplest white dress.

"What's wrong with me?" Nagai Mitsuru took off his sun hat and put it on the table.

"Xiao Guang, does your intuition tell you anything?" Toru Amuro put his hands on the table, clenched his fists slightly, and looked at Hikaru Nagai.

"No, I don't know who the criminal is." Nagai Hikaru said calmly, "Uncle Maori will be formally sent for examination tomorrow. He has been transferred to the detention center."

Amuro Toru looked at Nagai Hikaru equally calmly: "When will your intuition show up?"

"…Is this your purpose? You have to use the people around me as bargaining chips to gamble on my intuition."

"I just don't miss any opportunity and possibility." Toru Amuro looked straight at Hikaru Nagai without any deviation in his gaze.

"Toru, you seem to be very special, as you can manipulate the public security to such an extent." Nagai Hikaru sat opposite Amuro Toru. "Have you ever thought about what would happen if we didn't find the real murderer in time and Uncle Mori really confessed to the crime due to pressure from public opinion and the prosecutors?"

"I believe you."

"With just a simple belief, he is controlling other people's lives. The Amuro Toru I know is such an unscrupulous person?"

Amuro Toru looked at Nagai Hikaru's blue eyes, which seemed to be about to overflow with tears, and gently closed his eyes: "I'm sorry, but we must find the murderer as soon as possible."

"Okay, Mr. Amuro, I will try my best to find the so-called intuition. You succeeded because your public security department couldn't solve the case and their ability was too poor, so you used this method to force people onto the warship. That's great. For the sake of justice, you can perjure people and put them in jail. That's great..."

Nagai Mitsuru closed the laptop that Conan brought, put it away, put it in the computer bag he was carrying, and stood up to leave.

"Then when will your intuition work?" Amuro Toru also stood up.

Nagai Mitsuru paused, closed his eyes and seemed to recall, then said: "At least I have to have seen this person."

"So you think the real criminal hasn't appeared in front of you yet?" Amuro Toru frowned and thought.

"Yes, if you have the guts, you can bring all the people in the country to come before me, you who possess great power - Zero." Nagai Hikaru narrowed his eyes, pulled Conan over, quickened his pace and left the cafe.

It was evening outside, and the sunset glow made the sky orange. "Tomorrow is the day to formally submit evidence. You have already given a reason for the pressure cooker to explode. Let's see if there will be any changes to the evidence we send to the prosecution tomorrow."

Hearing what Nagai Hikaru said, Conan looked up at him and said, "Did you want to hit Mr. Amuro just now?"

"Ah, you figured it out?" Nagai Hikaru looked at Conan and smiled. "It's obvious?"

"I saw you clenched your fist, and your shoulder moved at that time. You wanted to punch, right?" Conan pried open Nagai Hikaru's clenched fingers. The short nails dug into the flesh, leaving obvious marks of pinching.

Nagai Hikaru squatted down and looked at Conan: "I just didn't expect that he would do such a thing, but then I thought about how he had already come here as an undercover agent..."

Conan touched Nagai Guang's face, not knowing how to comfort him.

“In fact, I lied to him.”

"what?"

"My intuition told me something."

Conan asked in surprise: "Your intuition? Did it tell you who the murderer is?"

"No, my intuition tells me that the cause of this crime came from him."

"he?"

"Mr. Amuro." Nagai Mitsuru pulled Conan's hand and pressed it on his face, laughing. "It's funny, isn't it? You guys all believe in this messed up intuition, and even let Uncle Mori be wrongly accused of being a criminal because of it."

"No, Xiaoguang, the so-called intuition is nothing more than your rapid recognition, keen and deep insight, direct understanding of the essence and comprehensive overall judgment of the things, new phenomena, new problems and their relationships that appear before you.

"Because of the extremely fast jumps and gradual interruptions in the middle, you can't explain the complete reasoning process. Your intuition is accurate, not just because of luck, but because you are too sharp."

Conan said seriously.

Nagai Hikaru was amused: "Wow, are you praising my reasoning ability as being better than yours?"

Conan pulled his hand out of Nagai Hikaru's and put it in his own trouser pocket: "How is that possible? Doesn't this just prove that your intuition is strong but your brain can't keep up with your judgment?"

"…Are you mocking me for being stupid?"

Conan clenched his fist and coughed: "Let's continue to investigate. What do you think Mr. Amuro did that caused this bombing?"

"That would require the secret files of the Public Security Bureau." Nagai Hikaru stroked his chin and looked up at the sky. "We need to hack into the Metropolitan Police Department system to find it."

As he was talking, he noticed sparks bursting from several advertising screens on the street, and they all became paralyzed. Customers from several nearby stores also ran out screaming, as if something had exploded inside.

Conan was startled and took out his phone to check the news that had popped up: "Terrorist attack?"

"...Can it control home appliances?" Nagai Mitsuru wondered.

"Xiao Guang, please hold it for me. I'll go check out the situation." Conan handed the backpack containing the laptop to Nagai Hikaru, and then he stepped on the skateboard and slid towards the Metropolitan Police Department.