Conan: I'm Really Not the Manipulator

Yue didn't bother to help Fujiwara's hand, and turned to run into the toilet; at this time, Fujiwara finally remembered who he was, where he was, and what he was doing here. His face also changed drastically, and he quickly followed him.

The two rushed back to the toilet. The toilet still stank, and the cubicle door on the inside was open inwards, and no one was there.

Only a pair of shiny silver handcuffs fell on the floor in front of the window.

The experienced Fujiwara was also encountering this kind of thing for the first time, and his mind went blank. He subconsciously followed Yue to the window and saw a man in a brightly colored coat running quickly towards a black Porsche parked on the side of the road.

But Yue's reactions are faster and more impulsive.

"Don't run!!"

He supported the window frame with his right hand and jumped down from the second floor in an instant.

Under Fujiwara's shocked gaze, he landed on his left foot first, rolled forward quickly to release the force, and before he could even stand firmly, he chased after the Porsche.

"Hello……!!"

Seeing his young and energetic junior chasing after him, Fujiwara felt anxious and scared. He didn't bother to check other places and immediately rushed out of the toilet to chase after him.

This case is based on an article in "1367".

Chapter 130: Amuro Toru: What it feels like to not be able to rest

On the other side, Beido University Hospital.

Katsutoshi Teraoka and Hakubato, who set out from the Metropolitan Police Department, did not arrive at their destination until 11:40.

The two entered the hospital one after the other. As a senior and leader, Katsutoshi Teraoka was the first to walk to the service desk in the lobby, showed his police officer ID to the nurse there, and began to explain his purpose.

"Hello, we are the police, and we are here to ..."

Baijiu stood aside without saying anything, his eyes looking around.

No matter which country or region, hospitals are always the places with the most negative energy. He only stood there for a few seconds, and countless complaints flooded into his mind.

If it were in the past, Bai Jiu would still be a little uncomfortable, but now he can ignore the voices of outsiders - after all, those voices are not directed at him, and compared with the Metropolitan Police Department some time ago, they are simply not worth mentioning.

There are a lot of people in the lobby on the first floor. Autumn and winter are always the busiest times in the hospital, especially with the recent cold weather. People wearing masks are everywhere... For example, there is one leaning against the pillar next to the service desk.

The man was probably in his early thirties. Under his windbreaker was a dark-colored business suit, which was most commonly worn by Japanese male office workers. Perhaps he noticed that Bai Jiu was looking at him, so he quickly turned his back and coughed a few times with his head down.

"..."

Bai Jiu looked at the headphone wire hanging on his windbreaker, and then at the obvious walkie-talkie-shaped bulge on his waist.

This guy is most likely a public security officer sent by the Metropolitan Police Department to keep an eye on the traitor Katsutoshi Teraoka, but his disguise and stalking abilities...why does he feel worse than an ordinary detective like him?

Through his mind-reading ability, Bai Jiu knew that the Metropolitan Police Department had long discovered that Katsutoshi Teraoka had been bribed by the organization, but they had not taken action because they were worried that a random arrest would expose Keimitsu Morobushi.

Bai Jiu stared at his back intently for several seconds before looking away and clenching his fists at his sides.

Since he was planning to deliberately trick Matsuda, he naturally wouldn't care about the life and death of Morobushi Keimitsu, who was also liked by Kitada Touka and was about to die in the line of duty... He hoped that the public security personnel would not disturb him this time...

Just as Bai Jiu was thinking this, he suddenly heard the sound of an ambulance coming from outside the hospital.

The sound was so loud that Katsutoshi Teraoka and the police officer nearby all turned around to look outside.

Under the curious gaze of the three people and many more people in the hospital lobby, many ambulances drove to the hospital entrance with sirens honking, followed by many ordinary cars and taxis.

As soon as the ambulance stopped, the medical staff opened the back door and jumped out, constantly chanting "Hurry! Hurry!" and "Send another car over! There are still many wounded there!" They pulled the lift beds with wounded people on them out of the car and ran towards the emergency passage.

The sounds of countless rollers combined together were like thunder. After seeing the injuries of some of the people, screams and gasps were heard in the lobby on the first floor.

Even Bai Jiu, who had been a criminal policeman for several years and had seen many deaths and injuries, was stunned for a moment.

Before he could come to his senses, another group of people rushed out of the cars following the ambulance. Their injuries were not as serious as the previous ones. They rushed into the hospital lobby and rushed to the service desk to demand treatment.

The entire first floor fell into chaos.

Katsutoshi Teraoka was pushed aside, and Baijiu dodged in a panic and almost bumped into the police officer.

The masked policeman was also frightened by the scene in front of him. He didn't care that Bai Jiu was looking at him. He quickly hid in the corner and picked up the walkie-talkie, not knowing who he was contacting.

"Tick...tick..."

——Amidst all the noise, Baijiu suddenly heard an ominous yet familiar voice.

As a former bomb disposal policeman, he turned his head sharply to look over there, and saw only a lot of heads crowded together. Some of them had watches on their raised hands with the second hands moving.

……illusion?

Somewhere deep down in Baijiu's heart, there was an inexplicable tug.

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Now, it is 12 noon Tokyo time.

In Moscow, it was just 6am.

In winter, the higher the latitude, the later the day breaks. When Toru Amuro was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone, it was pitch black outside the window, as if it was still late at night.

Toru Amuro opened his eyes in bed and felt a dull pain in his head. All his thoughts seemed to be blocked together. This was a typical symptom of lack of sleep.

The school trip group from Minato Middle School arrived in Moscow on the 5th. Today is already the third day, and he has not slept well for two consecutive nights.

The first was that he was not used to the climate here. The second was that Curacao had contacted him these past two nights. Although she had not yet arrived in Moscow, the two of them had to start discussing how to find Pramya. The third was...

Toru Amuro sat up and looked out the window.

Even though he couldn't see anything outside, he still had the feeling that something was watching him, and he knew exactly what it was.

——The hotel chosen by the school is very close to Lubyanka Square and the headquarters of the Russian Federal Security Service.

——Even if he is a Japanese public security policeman, his job is to be a spy, and his colleagues include spies who have entered other countries, he is not capable enough to just sit next to the headquarters of another country's intelligence department and relax and sleep as if nothing happened!

Toru Amuro sighed and picked up his phone. He just glanced at it and his expression instantly became serious.

"Hey?"

"Something bad is going to happen!"

Yuya Kazami's anxious voice was heard, he seemed to be running, and the background noise was very noisy. After a few seconds, Toru Amuro heard the door close heavily, and the voice of his subordinate became clear.

"Mr. Furuya, the congressman escaped from the hospital!!"

"?!!"

Amuro Toru's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened: "What's going on?!"

Across from him, Yuya Kazami described the events in the simplest terms - the congressman arrived, three major accidents occurred nearby and many people went to the hospital for treatment, and then the congressman took the opportunity to go to the toilet to escape... After he finished, he said: "We wanted to retrieve the nearby surveillance, but the lines there were all destroyed by humans!"

"..."

Amuro Toru clenched his teeth, feeling the blood rushing upwards rapidly, and his temples throbbed a few times.

This was definitely done by the organization.

Having been in the organization for a few years, he was very familiar with its style - creating accidents nearby, letting many ordinary people flock to a certain place, creating chaos to let the target escape... The organization could definitely do this!

Frightened passers-by can sometimes restrict the actions of public security and police far more than criminals!

Amuro forced himself to calm down and immediately mentioned the person responsible: "Where is the prison guard guarding him? He went to the toilet on the second floor. Didn't the colleagues monitoring that floor notice it?"

"The two colleagues in charge of surveillance were poisoned and are still receiving emergency treatment!" Feng Jianyuya defended his colleague, "When the two prison guards found out something was wrong, they immediately chased after him. The one who chased after him first was shot in the head and has died despite rescue efforts!"

Amuro Toru's heart tightened again, and he heard Kazami Yuya continue:

"The handcuffs were thrown on the ground, and they saw a black Porsche at the window. Representative Kawajiri was fleeing towards the car, and one of them jumped down from the second floor to chase him... The bullet removed from his body was a 9mm Luger bullet."

This is the bullet that Gin often uses... No, we can't blindly determine it. This is the most widely used type of pistol bullet, and others also use it.

"What were the casualties in those three accidents?" Amuro Toru asked again.

"...very bad." Yuya Kazami said in a dry voice, "The tanker truck exploded, a large amount of corrosive chemicals were dumped, and a movie theater caught fire... many people suffered severe burns on their faces or even their entire bodies. We are too busy here to handle it all, so we transferred those with less severe conditions to other hospitals."

Amuro Toru listened to the casualties, his back teeth were almost bleeding, but his voice remained calm: "How are the people in Morobushi and the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"Mr. Morobushi has an organization mission, so we can't contact him for the time being. The Metropolitan Police Department..."

Feng Jianyuya paused and said, "I'm afraid I can't help you there for the time being."

Chapter 131: Lucky or Unlucky Matsuda (Part )

Time goes back to 1 hours ago.

Metropolitan Police Department, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo.

"... said they found other suspicious objects that looked like bombs!"

When Jinpei Matsuda heard this, he threw the newspaper on the table, stood up and walked towards the colleague who was talking: "What's going on?"

He paused and said more specifically, "How many calls has the police center received so far?"

"At least thirty cases! And they all happened in crowded places like parks, hotels, and shopping malls!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the detectives in the First Investigation Division changed drastically.

One of them murmured, "Could this... be a prank?"

After spending some time at a police call center, you’ll realize that people call the police for a variety of reasons—not just crimes like murder, theft, and robbery. Sometimes people call the police for minor matters, and there are also a lot of prank calls to deliberately play tricks on the police.

"No, it's not a prank." Sato Miwako said seriously, "The shrine exploded, and in such a short time, other bombs were found in many places in Tokyo. This can't be a coincidence!"

Jinpei Matsuda's face was gloomy. He sat back in his chair, but after a few seconds, he suddenly stood up and walked quickly outside.

"Matsuda? Where are you going?!" Sato Miwako shouted.

"Go and alert the old man in the explosive ordnance disposal team to tell them to come back and wait for orders after they have finished dismantling the ordnance." Matsuda Jinpei said without turning his head. "These incidents are most likely the criminals are making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, deliberately distracting the police force - they have other more important targets to blow up."

Bomb disposal police are different from ordinary police officers. They are more professional. Even Matsuda, who excelled in this course at the police academy, was still forced by his superiors to undergo further training after joining the explosive ordnance disposal class.

In other words, if the current batch gets away and bombs are found elsewhere, the Metropolitan Police Department will not be able to send police from other departments to defuse them!

However, before Matsuda Jinpei left the office, the person he mentioned arrived first, and the two of them happened to meet.

When the head of the explosive ordnance disposal team saw Matsuda, his expression was a bit complicated, as if he had something to hide.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't care and immediately told his idea. The other party nodded and said, "We have experience in this. We have already notified the police stations near major events to increase their vigilance."

"Then why are you here..." the colleague who brought the news asked in confusion.

"Matsuda." The person in charge looked at Jinpei Matsuda. "Right now, the explosive ordnance disposal team is short-staffed. Two minutes ago, we received another call. An explosion occurred at the observation deck of Jianggutian Amusement Park. A middle school girl was trapped in the elevator. The staff found other suspicious items inside."