Chapter 167 Grave Sweeping
After Inspector Megure and the others left, Yuya wiped the blood off his hands and said calmly, "Come out."
After a few breaths, Conan put his hands in his pockets and walked out from the corner.
Conan half lowered his head, his glasses reflecting an unknown light, his face looked a little heavy, and he asked in a deep voice: "How did you know I was here?"
Yuya smiled and said, "It's not your style to not see you for such a long time after such a big case. You don't have the space to intervene at the Tokyo Tower, so I guess you must have gone to find the bomber."
Conan smiled bitterly: "From many places, you can observe the entire Teitan High School. I discovered the criminal just by luck."
"How do you know it's Teitan High School?" Yuya asked puzzledly. He didn't tell Conan the location of the bomb at all. At the same time, in order to keep it secret, Inspector Megure and others would never tell the plan to a child.
How did he know?
Conan pointed to the missing piece of his glasses leg, smiled and said, "I heard it."
Yuya rolled his eyes. "Did you recover the stuff? Eavesdropping on confidential police operations is a crime!"
Conan curled his lips: "I won't make such a low-level mistake."
"Okay, follow me." Youye waved his hand and walked out of the alley.
Conan trotted after him: "Where are you going?"
Yuya stretched and replied in a long voice: "I'm going to meet someone."
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Cemetery
Yuya held a bouquet of flowers and brought Conan to a grave.
Conan took a look and saw the name "Jinpei Matsuda" written on the tombstone.
"This is..." Conan was stunned.
"Yes, it's Officer Matsuda's grave." Yuya answered softly.
Conan nodded and fell silent.
"Officer Matsuda." Yuya squatted down, placed the flowers in front of the grave, put his hands together and bowed, and said softly: "I have caught the explosive criminal who killed you, you can rest in peace."
"Hey, why are you trying so hard to show off your abilities? You have to risk your life to get information about the second bomb. I told you that I can deduce the exact location with a 2-second hint."
"But after three years, I finally helped you get revenge."
"Don't worry, I didn't kill anyone. I knew you would definitely stop me, so I just beat him up. I guess at most he broke a hand or a foot or something."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen. I called Officer Sato along at the time, and with her help, there won't be any punishment. Besides, for such a vicious criminal, as long as he survives, the police won't hold us responsible."
"After all, who knows if this prisoner has any other bombs on him? In order to protect the public, isn't it reasonable for me to make him incapable of action?"
Conan: ??? Is this what you should say when you are worshipping someone? Believe it or not, I will report you!
"Are you curious about how I caught him? Let me tell you briefly..."
"How is it? Awesome, right? Do you deserve my admiration?"
"By the way, if I'm not mistaken, you seem to like Officer Sato? But it's a pity that Officer Sato probably already has someone he likes now."
"Although this guy is a little silly, he is still very reliable at critical moments! Didn't you see that he grabbed Officer Sato's hand to bandage his wound? His tough attitude made Officer Sato blush!"
Youya kept chattering like an old man, talking to himself in front of the tomb for most of the day. He got tired of talking and just sat down.
Conan said nothing, just stood behind Yuya and listened quietly.
Although he didn't know Jinpei Matsuda, he heard some information from Yuya. If nothing else, the fact that he sacrificed himself to obtain information about another bomb and protect civilians was enough for him to admire him.
Conan couldn't help but assume, if Yuya hadn't cracked the code in advance and dismantled the two bombs, someone would definitely have sacrificed in order to obtain information about the second bomb, right?
Last time it was Jinpei Matsuda, who will it be this time?
Just as Conan was thinking, he felt a weight on his head.
"Let's go back." Yuya said.
Conan looked up at him and found that his expression was calm and he didn't look sad at all.
He asked tentatively, "Are you okay?"
Yuya was stunned for a moment, then he ruffled Conan's hair into a mess, and said with a smile, "It's okay."
Conan rolled his eyes and said, "Do you like messing with my brain so much?"
Forget it, I won’t bother with you this time.
The two walked towards the exit one after the other.
After the two left, a wheat-skinned man wearing a black hat and a light red scarf came from another direction, with short light blonde hair showing under the brim of his hat.
The man was a little surprised to see the flowers placed in front of the tombstone. He subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction where Yuya and Conan left, but the two had already disappeared.
The man squatted down, took out a pack of unopened cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and placed it next to the flowers together with the rest of the cigarettes.
He pushed up his sunglasses and whispered, "Matsuda, I took a big risk to come see you. By the way, I brought you some good news..."
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Newly ordained monk
Vermouth, with the face of Akai Tomoaki, was boredly watching the news video on the Internet. Suddenly, a piece of news popped up, which was a report about the Tokyo Tower explosion today.
Vermouth originally wanted to turn it off, but her right hand somehow opened it.
It was news about the successful capture of a bomber.
The news reported that the person who defuse the bomb in the elevator was high school detective Yuya Kamiya. He used the clues 2 seconds before the bomb exploded to successfully crack the code and found out the location where the other bomb was installed.
The police secretly dismantled the bomb and finally successfully caught the bomber on an overpass.
Then, the news once again introduced this famous high school detective who claimed to have a 100% crime-solving rate, causing Yuya's fame to surge again and begin to spread to places far away from Tokyo.
“Kamiya Yuya… it’s him again.” Vermouth tapped the tabletop with her slender fingers and whispered to herself, “Cool boy’s childhood friend, will he know something?”
"My childhood friend has been missing for such a long time, but he didn't show any signs of being anxious. This means that Cool Boy was definitely not poisoned as Vodka said. The two of them must have been in regular contact. And with Cool Boy's personality and their common detective qualities, it is not impossible that the two of them secretly cooperated to investigate the organization."
Vermouth isn’t too concerned about the organization’s affairs right now, and there’s no news about Shirley at all. The most important thing for her right now is to find her cool boy.
I searched for all the videos about the bomber that day and watched them one by one.
Soon, she saw unexpected yet expected figures in the live broadcast video of Tokyo Tower.
As the second explosion of Tokyo Tower approached, the picture paused at a certain frame. In the corner, there was a figure running hurriedly.
Vermouth moved the mouse and clicked to enlarge. Although it was a little blurry, she recognized it at a glance. The figure was Conan, whom she had been paying attention to.
Vermouth had seen Kudo Shinichi when he was a child, so when she saw Conan for the first time, she thought he looked exactly like Kudo Shinichi when he was a child, except that he was wearing a pair of glasses.
Vermouth's lips curled up slightly: "However, wearing glasses doesn't mean that there is a problem with vision... Let's start investigating this boy."
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