Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

Sure enough, a new evidence report was submitted to the prosecutor's office the next day, stating that the source of the explosion was the pressure cooker.

The chain of evidence of Kogoro Mouri's crime seems to be more complete, and the police criminal department has also proposed a new possibility, perhaps someone used Kogoro Mouri's computer as a springboard to operate the gas valve.

Because the LOT network attack yesterday evening damaged many electrical appliances near the Metropolitan Police Department, it was Nagai Mitsuru who called Officer Megure to issue a warning and shut down the networks of most small appliances, which prevented the attack from continuing.

Of course, the call was made by Conan using a voice changer using Nagai Hikaru's voice.

When the terrorist attack occurred, Kogoro Mouri was in detention. Although the hacking could be carried out at a scheduled time, the Criminal Investigation Division still tried hard to find evidence that Kogoro Mouri's computer had been hacked.

Now that the evidence provided by the prosecution is insufficient, Kogoro Mori may be released.

The news media was in a frenzy, saying that this was another victory for Attorney Imamura, the wrongfully convicted lawyer, against the prosecutors.

Today is May 1st.

Conan asked Haibara Ai to help him find all the prosecution cases of the Ministry of Public Security from last year to this year. Although he could not hack into the police system, he could find all related cases taken over by the national lawyers corresponding to all criminal prosecutions.

This project is huge.

It's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Sitting in the office of Lemon Technology, Nagai Mitsuru smiled and propped up his chin while watching the live broadcast of the return of the White Bird Satellite on TV: "Ah, the satellite is coming back soon. What a huge fireworks display it will be."

Although his legs were almost healed, Shuichi Hamura still used a cane, tapping the ground with it as he walked. "Miss, what would you like to have for afternoon tea today?"

"Let's have some Napoleon, green tea or plain tea." Nagai Hikaru tapped the table lightly with his other hand. "The Metropolitan Police Department could use a major change."

"I thought the young lady wouldn't give any hints at all." Shuichi Hamura sent a message to arrange afternoon tea, then said with a smile.

"Of course I will give a hint, and I will give a second one." Nagai Hikaru looked at Hamura Shuichi with a smile, "I told you, it's the most difficult rein for a person to break free from."

Yucun Shu nodded and smiled softly: "It's guilt and love..."

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"There's a problem with the Metropolitan Police Department's power system." Toru Amuro received the message and looked at Conan who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Oh no, we have only found out that the case you were in charge of last year is related to the suicide of that person named Yuba." Conan said nervously, "There are too many people involved."

"Haba is not dead, he just changed his identity." Toru Amuro controlled the steering wheel and drove towards the Metropolitan Police Department at high speed.

"But it's too late for you to ask him to show up now. We have found three people related to Yuba, and we are still unsure who the real criminal is."

Toru Amuro's cell phone rang again. He picked up the phone and took a look, then the Mazda braked suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Conan was almost thrown out even though he was wearing a seat belt.

"The landing location of the White Bird satellite has been changed. The current direction is - the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"What?" Conan screamed.

"Yes, today is May 1st. Last year, Badminton... was scheduled to disappear today." Amuro Toru clenched his fist and said, "The landing route is now locked. The criminal needs to illegally hack into NAZU and set the password. There is still one hour... If the landing location is not changed, the return capsule with a diameter of four meters will hit the Metropolitan Police Department at a speed of one kilometer per second."

"There are three suspects now, Lawyer Tachibana, Kusakabe, and Iwai Dokuro. However, Iwai was attacked by LOT yesterday and has been cleared as a suspect." At this time Conan's cell phone rang.

"Xiao Guang? Yes, has the White Bird Satellite's return live broadcast been cut off?"

Toru Amuro turned around and looked at Conan's phone.

"The name of the prosecutor who filed a lawsuit against my uncle? Kusakabe... do you think it's him?"

After hanging up the phone, Conan frowned and said, "Xiao Guang thinks there is something wrong with that prosecutor."

"Hasn't he met Kusakabe?" asked Toru Amuro.

"No, Xiaoguang only saw the prosecutor's prosecution documents brought by Lawyer Imamura, so he just felt that there was something wrong with the prosecution documents. What exactly... That's right! There is something wrong with that black fragment! We only found out yesterday afternoon that the specific explosive was a pressure cooker, but the evidence presented by the prosecutor yesterday morning included the black fragment of the pressure cooker!" Conan realized and said loudly.

"Damn it, we realized it was the pressure cooker that exploded too late." Amuro Toru gritted his teeth, stepped on the accelerator, and continued driving towards the Metropolitan Police Department.

There were large buses and cars along the road, and they had already begun evacuating people within one kilometer of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"The news about the Metropolitan Police Department evacuating the crowd has come out." Nagai Mitsuru picked up his teacup and said to Hamura Shuichi who was sitting next to him, "Arrange all available transportation tools near the Karasuma Group to help people evacuate, and send security guards to help the police maintain order."

"Yes, Miss." Shuichi Hamura took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

About an hour later, Nagai Hikaru called again: "Conan, where are you?"

"Xiao Guang? Don't worry, I..."

"Why is your location still in the Metropolitan Police Department?" Nagai Mitsuru said anxiously.

"Ah, in fact we just caught the culprit of the summit bombing, but the problem now is that it's too late to tell the password..."

"Leave the Metropolitan Police Department!" Nagai Mitsuru was even more anxious. "What are you doing? The civilians in the Metropolitan Police Department have almost been evacuated, and you still want to live and die with the house."

Conan looked up at Amuro Toru: "There are also public security police... and we are trying to find a way to blow it up..."

"That's the job of the Japanese police! Or the Self-Defense Forces. It's not your turn as a kid."

"But as long as we blow up the parachute cover of the reentry capsule, both the satellite and the Metropolitan Police Department will be safe."

"What to fry?"

"Dr. Agasa...'s drone?" Conan asked tentatively.

Conan's detective badge made a sound, and Huihara Ai's voice was relatively calm: "Impossible, this drone was rushed out by Professor Agasa in two nights. Except for the camera, everything else is of the minimum configuration. It can't carry anything over one kilogram."

The last police officers who were still holding out had already begun to evacuate in an orderly manner.

The Self-Defense Forces have already issued a message, and now there are two options:

One is to blow up the falling satellite at an altitude of about 4,000 meters, but in this case, satellite remnants may fall within a radius of 20 kilometers, and the safety of citizens cannot be guaranteed. The aftermath of the explosion may also affect ground buildings.

Another option is to completely abandon the Metropolitan Police Department building. The force of the satellite hitting the building will cause the entire bottom floor of the Metropolitan Police Department to flip up, and it will not just be a crater.

The entire Metropolitan Police Department building will collapse.

The second option has been selected above.

Abandon the Metropolitan Police Department.

Amuro Toru had already received the call to evacuate. He sighed and turned to Conan: "Let's go. This is the plan with the least loss."

Conan nodded, and the two of them walked out, mixed with the last group of police officers who came out of the conference room.

Then I saw Nagai Mitsuru running in against the crowd with his cell phone in his hand. When he saw Conan, he was obviously relieved, then he ran over, picked up Conan and ran out.

Amuro Toru was a little surprised and chased after him: "How do you know where we are?"

"Mr. Amuro, how could you bring Conan to such a dangerous place? The crowd was evacuated an hour ago!"

Conan was held in Nagai Hikaru's arms and ran out, feeling a little embarrassed: "Xiao Guang, I can actually go faster on a skateboard."

"Shut up! You never follow basic traffic rules when you're skateboarding!" Nagai Mitsuru lowered his head and said fiercely to Conan.

The public security police found that it was too late for the private cars to drive out of the parking lot, so several people from the same department got in the car and left in groups.

Nagai Hikaru ran to his car at the door, turned around and looked at Amuro Toru who was alone: ​​"Get in the car."

Toru Amuro looked at Mitsuru Nagai, who had an awkward expression on his face, glanced at him and then stiffly looked away, smiled, and followed him into the car.

The black luxury car started quickly and left the Metropolitan Police Department in the traffic. It was a little quiet in the car.

Conan curled the corners of his mouth, feeling like he was sitting next to a couple in the cold war period. He also felt like his parents were considering divorce and he was the child sitting in the middle, not knowing whether to follow the father or the mother.

Of course, when Conan thought of these two metaphors, he raised his hand and slapped himself on the forehead, scolding himself first.

The car was not the Bentley that Mitsuru Nagai often rode in, but an extended luxury car. The front driver's seat was blocked by a display screen, and the driver's seat was completely isolated from the back seats.

"How is Mr. Hamura's injury?" Amuro Toru started the conversation, "Is it not fully healed yet?"

Nagai Mitsuru propped up his chin and watched the traffic outside the window moving slowly at a speed of less than 40: "Well, thank you for your concern. It's really troublesome for you."

Sweat dripped from Amuro Toru's forehead as he recalled the first days when Nagai Mitsuru treated him sarcastically.

Conan pulled the hem of Nagai Hikaru's skirt and said, "Hikaru, how did you find out that something was wrong with Kusakabe?"

"I didn't notice anything. I just felt that the information was wrong." Nagai Hikaru rolled his eyes. "I didn't expect that you two had such a good relationship. You were willing to hold hands even when you were going to die. You're awesome, great detective. I'm so envious of you for making good friends with the same interests as me."

Conan withdrew his hand helplessly, sat down obediently, then turned to give Amuro a sweaty expression that said, "Look, I can't save you either."

"Well...Mr. Mori has been released." Toru Amuro said cautiously again.

"Yes, thank you very much for your care, Mr. Amuro. I will prepare a valuable gift to express my gratitude."

Conan then looked at the window behind Amuro Toru, then climbed onto his legs and tried to open the window.

Nagai Hikaru raised his hand and grabbed Conan's calf: "What are you doing?"

"I want to open the window and take a look. It seems that I can already see the satellite."

"Why do you think I used this car to pick you up? If you open the window, the shock wave from the satellite meteorite will hit you in the face!" Nagai Mitsuru said angrily.

"...I can see the burning trail." Conan said softly.

Nagai Mitsuru came closer and saw that the fireball seemed to be heading straight for him: "We... are still too close."