Chapter 45 The Organization That Was Accused of Being Blamed

Meanwhile, based on the appearance of the pedestrian's shoes that he had previously glimpsed under the table leg and the content of Gin and Vodka's conversation, Conan deduced that the briefcase containing the bomb was in the special restricted car on the second floor.

He immediately ran to the second floor, thinking he needed to find the bomb they mentioned about when it would explode and eliminate the crisis, otherwise all the passengers on the train would face a life-or-death situation, including Ran and Uncle Mori...

As a result, when he trudged up the train with his short legs, he was stopped by two train security guards. After asking around, they learned that about 10 minutes earlier, a policeman had been on the train and discovered that someone on board was carrying a bomb.

They arranged for the evacuation of passengers from this carriage and the carriages below. They are currently dealing with the bomb inside, and no one is allowed to enter that carriage. The suspect who carried the bomb has also been apprehended.

Conan was stunned by the answer, his face full of question marks. What exactly happened? How was that bomb discovered? There were police officers in this carriage; how come he didn't notice them?

Just then, another train security guard ran up from the lower carriage and said to the train security guard who was blocking him, "Senior Ida, the female suspect who was carrying a bomb keeps saying that she wasn't carrying a bomb."

The bag contained their company's trade secrets. They claimed the two men were impersonating police officers and stealing their company's trade secrets, and told us to stop them immediately. They even said they would call Chairman Ooka. We…

Hearing their conversation, Conan took advantage of the moment and ran towards the non-smoking carriage...

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"Feng-chan, are you there? We're all set. Take us away with you!" After cutting the last wire of the bomb, Hagiwara glanced at the countdown timer and tentatively called out in a low voice.

After hearing this, Kazesei-no-Kami, who had been waiting for about 10 minutes, glanced at Matsuda, who had also stood up, and asked Hagiwara somewhat uncertainly, "Are you sure Matsuda isn't staying? Didn't he use his police ID here just now?"

"Jinpei, Fuu-chan is asking if you're sure you don't want to stay and are going to leave with them?" Hagiwara relayed the question directly to his childhood friend, letting him answer it himself.

Matsuda nodded: "Yeah! Don't worry, I'd like to spend more time with Hagi anyway."

"Understood!" Seeing that there was no problem, Feng Xing Shou immediately put both of them into his spatial backpack and then prepared to walk towards the dungeon exit to leave the Shinkansen. However, when he passed the briefcase containing the bomb, he realized that...

Thinking that he had very little of the chemical materials that could be obtained after dismantling the bombs, but they seemed to be very useful in the game, and now that Hagiwara and Matsuda had also dismantled the bombs and warned that the lady that she would be killed, he thought it would be okay to take them.

Thinking of this, she simply put the entire briefcase into her backpack, unaware that before this, the woman who had made the deal with Gin had already turned the tables on Matsuda and his group, falsely accusing them of being fake police officers...

Unbeknownst to them, Conan rushed in just as they left, staring dumbfounded at the empty carriage. He searched the area thoroughly but found no bombs, including the black briefcase that Gin and Vodka had claimed contained the bombs.

Please, this is a high-speed Shinkansen, with security guards at both exits to prevent unsuspecting passengers from entering such a dangerous place. How did they manage to slip away with the black briefcase right under the noses of those security guards?

Could it be that the woman who owned the briefcase was telling the truth, and that her briefcase contained trade secrets, which were then used by a fake policeman as a pretext to dismantle and blow up?

The bullet was stolen? But if that's true, why did Gin and Vodka say that back then?

Conan felt like his CPU was about to overheat and he couldn't think of any clues. Just then, the train security guards came in to check the situation. When they saw that there was only one child left, they were all just as dumbfounded as Conan: "Hey! Kid, how did you get in here?"

Did you see those two police officers when you came in?

Conan, snapping out of his daze, stared with his half-moon eyes and replied with a frustrated expression, "I didn't see anyone. There was no one there when I came in."

"Huh?"

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That afternoon, news of the fake Shinkansen policeman stealing the female office worker's company trade secrets was reported by Japanese media. Gin was very unhappy that the assassination plan had failed, even though he had already obtained 400 million yen from the female office worker.

That female office worker was just someone the organization used as a pretext to swindle 400 million yen from her under the guise of providing inside information on gold prices. Whether she lives or dies, she will not leak the organization's information.

For him, failing to kill the person he wanted to kill was an extremely unpleasant thing, not to mention that the two people who did it were likely to have heard about him from that stupid and good-for-nothing fat pig.

He deliberately pretended to be a policeman to interfere with his plans, saving the woman who was turning against them. Those two guys stole his weapon without him noticing, saving the target he was supposed to kill.

He was able to steal the bomb without getting off the train in Nagoya with him, and successfully escape from the iron snake that wouldn't stop before the explosion, without being caught by the train security guards.

He's capable, but also quite arrogant, and probably has a hero complex! Ha... I'll give Fatty a thumbs up for his good judgment, but don't let yourself see it a second time. Apart from that guy Rye Whiskey, no one has ever been able to thwart his actions and escape unscathed.

Hmph! o(￣ヘ￣o＃) But I guess they're currently under secret investigation by the Japanese police for impersonating police officers and stealing important trade secrets. The next time I hear about them, it'll probably be news of their arrest...

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That evening, Bourbon routinely checked the work emails from the Public Security Bureau, preparing to handle the police work he needed to deal with. Unexpectedly, when he opened the emails, he found a report from Kazami that left him with mixed feelings.

The report actually stated that around 2 PM to 3 PM this afternoon, someone impersonated a police officer by showing a police ID card with the name Matsuda Jinpei on it, stole a briefcase containing trade secrets from a female company president, and made off with nothing.

They searched all the carriages but couldn't find the suspects. Fortunately, Detective Mori was also on that train. His child thought the two suspects were very handsome, so he secretly took a picture of them. The picture only showed their profiles.

The Metropolitan Police Department was originally planning to issue arrest warrants based on the photo and the sketch drawn from the description of the person's appearance by the person involved! This was because the case of Officer Matsuda Jinpei's sacrifice had been highlighted by Furuya Rei.

Morofushi Kagemitsu committed suicide while investigating the case, after his identity was discovered by an informant planted in the Metropolitan Police Department by the organization. As a result, the case was taken seriously by the Japanese Public Security Department and became a case registered with the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

When relevant information or clues emerge, the intelligence is reported to the Public Security Bureau simultaneously. That's why Kazami received the news before the Metropolitan Police Department issued the arrest warrant and recognized that the profile of the child in the photo taken by the Mori detective looked very similar to that of his two colleagues who had died in the line of duty.

Concerned that something was amiss, and wondering if the organization was using members who resembled Inspectors Kazuya, Hagiwara, and Matsuda to lure out Inspector Morofushi's relatives and associates, they intercepted the Metropolitan Police Department officers first.

The arrest warrant was issued, and the matter was reported to Rei Furuya, who was already a high-ranking official in the Public Security Countermeasures Division...

Bourbon stared at the photo copy that came with the document, looking at the handsome Mazda guy's face that looked no different from when they parted on November 6th, and another profile that looked no different from Hagiwara's seven years ago. His face instantly darkened.

They really do look alike. If it weren't for the fact that their appearances were almost identical to those before they died in the line of duty, I would have thought they were the real people. Unfortunately, even with my baby face, I've grown taller in seven years, and my facial features have become less youthful.

Not to mention those two guys. Hagiwara grew rapidly while he was in police academy. He was over 1.8 meters tall when he entered, and over 1.9 meters tall when he graduated. Men usually have a growth period around 22 or 23.

Scotland enters another growth spurt at 22 or 23, growing taller than himself. Not to mention Hagiwara, who doesn't look like he'll stop at 22. Even the class monitor said that if he lives, he'll definitely be taller than the class monitor after 23.

So, after seven years apart, if Hagiwara were still alive, he would at least be taller and look more mature. As for Mazda, he might have stopped growing and had truly grown up, making him the best at disguising himself.

But the person impersonating him forgot to fake his dark circles. He clearly remembered that the last time he met him, his dark circles were almost comparable to a panda's, but the guy in the photo didn't have any dark circles at all.

Those guys in the organization, not content with driving Scotland to its death, they even went so far as to create these two characters—I don't know if they were disguised or had plastic surgery—to lure out Scotland's relatives and friends. It's utterly despicable.

But I absolutely cannot let their faces appear on the wanted posters. Their families would be heartbroken if they saw them. I had no choice but to stop this manhunt. Damn it… I must capture them all, put silver bracelets on them, and go eat pork chop rice. o(￣ヘ￣o＃)

The organization failed to eliminate the target and was once again unfairly blamed: (＃￣～￣＃)

Regardless of how people react to such a bizarre event in the real world, once the Wind Star Guardian returned to his familiar car after leaving the instance, he immediately moved to the passenger seat as usual. Just as he was about to move Hagiwara to the driver's seat, he remembered Matsuda.

She glanced at her car, then thoughtfully moved to the trunk, deciding to give the passenger seat to Matsuda. They were old friends reunited and would surely have a lot to talk about. With about ten minutes until the race started, the driver and passenger seats would be more suitable for their conversation…

However, she guessed the beginning correctly but not the end. After she moved Hagiwara and Matsuda from the backpack space to the driver and passenger seats, before she could even sit back down in the back seat, she heard Matsuda's somewhat surprised voice: "Hagiwara! Look at the racetrack outside."

"Hmm! I see." Hagiwara's calm and collected voice rang out immediately: "Looks like it's been upgraded to a singles obstacle course."

As soon as Matsuda mentioned looking at the track, Kazesei Mori instinctively turned to look outside the car. What she saw startled her, because outside had turned into a single-track racetrack about the same width as a normal road, with no other vehicles around.

It seemed like a good thing that she wouldn't have to compete with other vehicles, but looking ahead at the track made her want to curse the game organizers for being so heartless, because there were all sorts of obstacles on this one-way race track.

Stones resembling bridge piers, burning oil tanks, wrecked aircraft cabins blocking the road like crash wreckage, fences scattered randomly, and some sections of the track even being a different color from the rest—I have no idea what those are…