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“But that alone could be a prank by someone using an air gun.” At that moment, Inspector Megure, who had received the emergency call, rushed over and was talking to the person in charge.

“I think this gentleman is not lying, Inspector Megure.” Upon hearing the familiar voice behind him, Inspector Megure immediately pictured the person in his mind. To verify his guess, Inspector Megure quickly turned around.

"Oh my, it really is you, Asakawa-kun! You guys are here too, that's great!" Inspector Megure was overjoyed to see the people he had expected. He knew that cases involving Asakawa Yu were usually solved in no time.

[This is hilarious! Look at Inspector Megure's expression; he's happier than if his wife had just given birth!]

How could I not be happy? With my brother Yu here, I can leave work earlier and go home to be with my wife.

[Bet starts! Let's bet on how long it will take my brother Yu to find the murderer this time. I bet 5 minutes!]

"Hey, Asakawa, could you explain what you just said?"

"It means exactly what it says. What that gentleman just said about someone firing a gun inside the stadium is probably true. Look, this is what Conan just found on the field."

Asakawa Yu handed the bullet that Conan had just found to Inspector Megure.

"This is... a 7.62mm bullet?" Inspector Megure guessed, looking at the bullet in his hand.

"without……"

"That's right. It's a very powerful and high-performance handgun. Besides, I didn't hear any gunshot at the time, so the criminals must have tampered with the muzzle."

Suddenly, seeing that there was no sound around him, Conan slowly raised his head.

He saw that everyone around him was looking at him with surprise, their eyes all conveying a sense of 'How do you know such a thing?'

"...Ahaha, actually I heard all of this from Uncle Mori...Ahaha." Conan quickly explained.

"It seems Mr. Mori has indeed taught you quite a bit, Conan." Asakawa Yu said with a smile, rubbing Conan's head.

Don't ask, it's just a crash course in Hawaii, okay?

[So this really is a training base in Hawaii, right?]

"In short, the competition must be stopped immediately, and the spectators and competitors must take refuge." Inspector Megure waved his hand and began to direct the crowd.

"No, no, that won't do. Actually, the person on the phone also said that if he sees us stop the match and let the audience take refuge, he'll start shooting indiscriminately in the arena!" The person in charge hurriedly stopped them and told everyone an even more horrifying piece of news.

"Wh...what?! Did...did the thug make any demands?" After calming down, Inspector Megure began to ask questions.

"Yes, he asked us to prepare 50 million and put it in a bag. He will contact us to tell us where to put the money."

"I see, so this is a case of blackmail."

The person in charge then mentioned that the perpetrator's voice was very muffled. After understanding all the information, Inspector Megure ordered all the plainclothes police officers to disperse into the audience and wait for the perpetrator's next phone call.

"So, all we can do now is wait for the criminals to call again, right, Inspector Megure?" Asakawa Yu, who had been silent until now, suddenly asked Inspector Megure.

"Is there a problem, Brother Asakawa?"

"It's nothing. I just have a clue where the killer is hiding. I'll be able to confirm it once the next call comes in."

"What did you say? Is this true, Brother Asakawa? Oh, I knew there was no case that couldn't be solved when you were around. If you didn't own a coffee shop, I would have wanted you to come to the police station as a criminal investigation consultant."

After learning that Asakawa Yu probably already knew where the culprit was, Inspector Megure believed him without a second thought. The reason was simple: Asakawa Yu's past record was too extraordinary. If Kogoro Mouri had said this to him, he wouldn't have believed a single word.

[I knew it! You guys are awesome. We found out in less than five minutes.]

[As expected of Aoyama's favorite son, his intelligence is truly exceptional; he deduced the answer from just a few sentences.]

The expressions on everyone's faces were quite varied.

The Junior Detective League's attitude was mainly one of admiration. Akemi Miyano smiled without saying a word, while Ai Haibara stared at Conan without uttering a sound. However, Conan understood her meaning from her eyes: "Didn't you say you were the Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era? How come you can't even compare to an ordinary coffee shop owner now?"

But Conan himself is about to explode! Oh my god! Why is Asakawa Yu about to find the culprit after just a few words, while I don't have any clues at all? Is the difference really that big?

Conan is starting to doubt his own abilities, and is even considering asking Asakawa Yu to teach him how to solve cases... Wait, wait, wait! This won't do, Shinichi Kudo, cheer up! You might have missed some clues, so think about it carefully!

At this moment, no one paid attention to Conan's self-directed drama in his mind, and no one wanted to know.

"Alright, Inspector Megure, now I need your cooperation. Please inform all the officers currently in the arena not to make any rash moves before I give them any instructions. Otherwise, I'm afraid the criminals might become desperate and do something rash," Asakawa Yu said to Inspector Megure.

I'm dumbfounded. So, who's the real police officer here?

[Hahaha, Inspector Megure looks at me like I'm facing my superior!]

“Of course, no problem, wait a minute. You just mentioned ‘criminals,’ which means you think there’s more than one criminal, right?!” Inspector Megure quickly asked, seizing on the ambiguity in Asakawa Yu’s words.

“That’s right. The reason I think this way is actually very simple. Think about it. The person in charge just said that the criminal was talking about a boy wearing a black hat on the phone, but Ai is clearly a girl. Don’t you find that strange?” Asakawa Yu began to guide people to think.

“Hat…boy…right, I understand, Asakawa-nii, you mean that the thug was observing us from directly in front of us, but because the wall was blocking Haibara’s skirt, he mistook her for a boy.”

Because the handgun needed to be fired at close range, the assailant was actually watching us from a distance and then using the phone to notify his accomplice, right?

"That's right, Conan is really smart."

"Okay, I understand. Immediately notify all officers that they must not act without my orders!"