Just like those naughty kids in class, there is a lot of discussion during the lecture, but when the teacher is ready to ask questions, the naughty kids become more obedient than each other.

Although this situation is not as relaxing as being in the classroom, the guests' reactions to Kogoro Mouri's questions are indeed exactly the same.

Just like those naughty kids who are afraid of being picked by the teacher, no one dared to answer.

"I don't think it's that I haven't thought of it, but I haven't discovered it, right?"

Xiaolan, standing by, was used to this sort of thing and had no reservations. She speculated, "It's precisely because the bomber couldn't find the sender this way that he knocked the old man unconscious and strapped the bomb to him to force him to find the sender, right?"

“But that’s what’s so weird.”

As soon as Maori Kogoro opened his mouth, the guests became agitated, but Conan, who was not affected at all, said behind his back: "If you want to tie a bomb to someone, generally speaking, you need to act secretly.

Otherwise, if it is discovered by others, the crime will be exposed in advance, which is definitely not what the bomber wants.

If he wanted to act covertly, he could no longer monitor the sports counter where the mailer bought the red T-shirt, but instead shift his focus to the bomb-tying incident.

But don't forget, his goal is to find the sender. How could he give up important clues and instead hope to kidnap a random guy and force him out with a bomb?

A crazy criminal who was so crazy about searching for the mailer that he even used a bomb would not make such a careless mistake.

What if the other party has no empathy and simply watches the bomb explode rather than show up in order to protect themselves?

So strapping bombs to people is very strange."

"That's what you say, but if the bomber has accomplices, then they can act separately, right?" Xiaolan raised an objection.

"The bomber has absolutely no accomplices. Just look around you and you'll see."

Maori Kogoro gestured and said, "In every corner of this floor, people are constantly making phone calls.

If the bomber had accomplices, he would definitely not sit idly by and watch them contact the outside world. After all, the uncle had said before that the criminal did not allow him to call the police.

But there are so many people here, it’s impossible for everyone to comply with the bomber’s request.”

"Could it be that the bomber had tied a bomb to the middle-aged man in advance and then monitored the counter?" Xiaolan asked again.

"No, don't forget that he can find the receipt from the rice flower counter, but the mailer leaked the information last time because of carelessness."

Maori Kogoro heard this and said, "Normally, we would wait and see, and then find the sender using a method that is not illegal.

As for violations like bombing, they are only implemented as a last resort.

For example, bombs placed at the entrances and exits of escalators, stairs, and elevators can be recovered before they explode.

But the mailer might also suddenly go to the counter to buy a T-shirt, so it is too risky to attach a bomb to someone in advance.

What if you find the other person while waiting at the counter?

As long as the bombs in the corners are not discovered, there will be no problem, but if the bombs are tied to people, that will definitely be a big deal.

Would you commit a crime just to prepare a trump card that you don't know if you will use?"

"Yeah...but Dad, you also said that he was the only bomber, right?"

Xiaolan, who had transformed into a "supporting actor", pondered for a moment and said in confusion: "If he is alone, he can't monitor the entire sports counter, right?

Not to mention strapping a bomb to that uncle's body."

"So, the bomb on this bald uncle wasn't strapped to him here, but was strapped to him when he first set out before arriving at this mall!"

Kogoro Mouri's words shocked the guests present. When they looked at the middle-aged man with a bomb tied to his body, there was no fear or sympathy on their faces.

As they retreated to distance themselves from the bald middle-aged man, they looked at each other with horror, as if they were looking at a horrible monster.

Xiaolan naturally understood the meaning of Maori Kogoro's words and looked at the middle-aged man standing next to her in disbelief: "Could it be that..."

"Am I right, Mr. bomber who claims to be an ordinary citizen?" There was a hint of sarcasm in Kogoro Mouri's tone. Although it was a question, his tone was as irrefutable as a statement.

"You... Detective Maori... stop joking..." Facing countless pairs of scrutinizing and horrified gazes, the middle-aged man's face became paler and paler.

"You probably waited until 12:28 on the receipt, but didn't see anyone buying clothes. Suddenly, you realized something and decided that the mailer had deliberately set a trap to lure you here.

So you implemented your desperate plan, intending to let that damn mailer reveal his flaws."

Kogoro Mouri continued to state his reasoning, but with every word he spoke, more cold sweat flowed down the middle-aged man's face.

"He revealed his flaws?" Xiaolan asked puzzledly, "What is he going to do?"

"Since the person who sent him the red T-shirt knew his home address, they should also know what the man looked like."

Maori Kogoro explained: "He probably thought that if he strapped a bomb to his body and made a big deal out of it, saying that if he couldn't find the person who sent the red T-shirt, he would detonate the bomb, he would force the sender to come forward.

But in fact, I don’t need such a sophisticated method at all. I can also find out who sent the red T-shirt.”

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