Conan and Gin are both my brothers, what's wrong with meeting them once?

With Gin and Conan working together, the initial bomb disposal work went quite smoothly.

Takagi has completely turned into a cheerleader, frequently praising Conan's intelligence and Gin's composure over the phone.

Kudo Kazuma, on the other hand, remained completely calm—what a joke! With Conan around, do you think you can solve this so easily? You don't take Death seriously, do you?

Sure enough, no sooner had Takagi finished praising it than Conan's voice came through the phone: "It can't be torn down anymore..."

Gin frowned: "There are still three lines left. If you don't know how, step aside and I'll handle it."

Now that they've been working together, Conan has lost his initial nervousness and has even started reasoning with Gin: "I'm just a kid and I have to handle things gently and carefully. If you want to come up here, even a little bit of movement will blow both of us and this Tokyo Tower to smithereens."

After finishing his explanation, he added in a serious tone, "It's not that I don't know how, it's just that the yellow cable connecting to the LCD screen can't be cut..."

The phone, on speakerphone, carried Conan's youthful yet calm voice.

"This officer is truly courageous; I must commend your fearless spirit. After this competition, there will be a large fireworks display... This is what's on the monitor."

"According to the monitor, the other side will only give the indication of the next explosion location three seconds before the bomb explodes."

Takagi looked nervously at Kudo Kazuma, only to see Kudo Kazuma resting his chin on his hand and saying unhurriedly, "What officer? Did this criminal pre-program the clues?"

So it doesn't matter if we catch the bomber now.

Takagi wiped the sweat from his forehead: "There are only eighteen minutes left until the explosion. Is this the time to talk about this?"

"That's not true." Kudo Kazuma shrugged and said to Conan over the phone, "By the way, you've solved the mystery in the warning letter from the bomber, right? Since we can't defuse the bomb now, why don't you tell us?"

"A riddle?" Gin's voice was deep. "What riddle?"

Conan recited the warning letter left by the thugs to Gin before saying, "I've solved it."

Thinking of his younger brother's unconventional thinking, Conan simply explained his reasoning: "After removing the sentences in the warning letter about the location and time of the bomb detonation at Tokyo Tower, only a few simple sentences remain."

"Let's extract the key information from these sentences: overtime and defense rate..."

Even after Conan's explanation, Kudo Kazuma still didn't understand, but Gin sneered: "I see. The abbreviation for extra time is EXTRA, and the abbreviation for defense rate is ERA. Removing ERA from EXTRA leaves only XT."

“Not bad.” When it comes to deduction, Conan doesn’t mind that the other person is Gin. He then said, “If you arrange the X and T vertically and then turn them upside down, it becomes the character ‘文’ in ‘文章’ (article).

“On the map, the symbol ‘文’ represents a school,” Gin chuckled. “So, the other bomb is in the school…”

As the two of them analyzed each other's coded messages thoroughly, Kudo Kazuma was completely dumbfounded—you two are teaming up again, aren't you?

What's going on? Conan and Gin can understand this so-called code, but he can't?

Are the people in the Detective Conan world all this outrageous? No matter who it is, they can come up with a bunch of codes at will. What's infuriating is that there are always people who can match the thought process of these code-makers. I'm really impressed... How do they all do it?

While Kudo Kazuma was speechless with emotion, Takagi, who had also understood the situation over the phone, couldn't help but exclaim, "Conan and that gentleman's analysis is amazing... But there are over four hundred schools in Tokyo, even if we evacuate the crowd now, it won't be enough time, will it?"

Kazuma Kudo turned off the speakerphone, covered the receiver with his hand, and then tilted his head to look at Takagi, saying, "Get away from here and call Inspector Megure. The bomb is definitely at Teitan High School."

Even without the bomber's revelation and the plot's added bonus, he could have guessed it by now—in Detective Conan, if there's any danger, just look for Ran.

While primary and secondary schools are on winter break, high schools are taking exams. So, where else could it be but Teitan High School?

Takagi looked bewildered, not quite understanding why Kudo Kazuma was so certain it was Teitan High School.

Kudo Kazuma immediately put on a profound expression: "Just like solving a case, it relies on my sixth sense. Do you understand what a detective of the heart is? Anyway, there are still about ten minutes left. Let's send someone to search Teitan High School first. There's no mistake."

Takagi nodded and immediately went to a distance to call Inspector Megure.

Upon hearing that this was Conan's deduction and Kudo Kazuma's judgment, Inspector Megure immediately waved his hand and led his men to Teitan High School.

At that moment, beneath Tokyo Tower, the bomber, unaware that the police had already headed straight for Teitan High School, revealed a twisted smile.

"Hmph... So what if you know the next bomb is at a school? There are over four hundred schools. Whether you find the bomb or not, it's all the police's incompetence and incompetence! Heh, I almost forgot, even the people responsible for defusing the bomb and deducing its approximate location weren't police officers..."

"Hmph hmph hmph... This bunch of cold-blooded, ruthless, incompetent good-for-nothings..."

He was humming darkly when his wrist was suddenly gripped tightly.

A boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, with blue-gray eyes, said in a deep voice, "Found you!"

The bomber's expression changed slightly, and he instinctively tried to press the remote control on his phone to detonate the bomb on Tokyo Tower.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came, and a leg kicked out from his side and behind, knocking the phone out of his hand, which the boy caught.

With a "snap," a hand pressed down on his shoulder, gripping it tightly with tremendous force, making it impossible for him to break free and causing him to grimace in pain.

Those who captured him were naturally Amuro Tooru and the younger version of Morofushi Kagemitsu.

With Kudo Kazuma's help, they quickly located the sleazy-looking bomber.

"You! Who are you? How dare you openly attack a passerby? There are police all around here, don't do anything rash... Ah—"

The bomber was bluffing and crying wolf, but Amuro Tooru punched him, knocking out two of his teeth: "Shut up! How can this country have such a despicable and disgusting person like you!"

The commotion quickly attracted Officer Sato's attention.

After a brief inquiry, Sato learned that Amuro Tooru and Morofushi Kagemitsu were friends of Kudo Kazuma and that it was at Kudo's suggestion that the bomber was caught. Sato's expression immediately changed.

The earpiece worn by the bomber and the cell phone that Morofushi Kagemitsu was holding, capable of remotely controlling the bomb, were enough to explain everything.

"It was you...it was you!"

Thinking of the sacrificed Officer Matsuda, Sato was filled with rage and slapped the bomber across the face several times, swelling his cheeks.

It was Morofushi Kagemitsu who reminded him: "You're an officer from the First Investigation Division, right? You can send someone to take this bomber away."

If he wasn't allowed to take it away, he wouldn't be able to resist taking action.

It would be ridiculous if a police officer who died in the line of duty, an active-duty police officer, and a police officer from the First Investigation Division beat the bomber to death, resulting in all three of them being imprisoned for crimes.

Such trash doesn't deserve to do what they did!