[Toru's reaction is not slow. Seeing his alert look, he must have found the problem. He is indeed one of Conan's intellectual ceilings.]

[You see Zhe is staring intently at the cake with the timer hidden inside, and he even looks up at the man. I guess he is trying to warn him to stop.]

[This reaction is too fast. How did he know the bomber was here?]

[Didn’t a sister say this before? Kamiya Tetsu looked out the window for a long time. He must have seen the man’s strange behavior. This is normal for a subject with good eyesight.]

[Liqueur would definitely not stand idly by when bombs endanger so many people's lives. He has never had the heart to watch others die. He even wants to save the undercover, let alone the public.]

[But the scope of rescue probably does not include himself]

[Toru messed up his wrist like that, but he didn't even take any blame, obviously he didn't care about himself at all]

[Wuwuwuwuwu, what should I do? I’m really worried that he will lose his job one day.]

[It’s okay. If he really wants to die, wouldn’t it be more risky for him to defuse the bomb himself?]

[The guy above doesn't explain. Zhe can't be sure that there is only one bomb. For the sake of the overall situation, finding the source is definitely the most important thing. He puts other people's lives before his own.]

[…Is that so? Why does it feel like Chul really wants to eat cake? He looks so good when he drinks milk]

[Sister, have you forgotten that a few chapters ago, a big guy deduced that there might be something wrong with the taste of liqueur]

[Oh, wuwuwuwa, 놖 cried so loudly, such a delicious cake, but Kamiya baby couldn’t even taste it]

? ? Is this man a bomber?

Wait, when did he put other people's lives above his own? He was the one who lived the longest!

Kamiya Tetsu was so shocked that he took another sip of milk. The sweet and warm taste spread out, proving that there was absolutely nothing wrong with his sense of taste.

The misunderstandings about him in this forum could fill up several galaxies, right?

However, did Toru Amuro see through it?

Kamiya Tetsu turned his head to look, and saw that the blond young man sitting next to him was indeed staring at the man with concentration, his body tense, as if ready to attack at any time.

Kamiya Tetsu: "..." What's going on? Even Toru Amuro, a fool, has noticed it, why didn't he see it!

He turned back again, trying to observe the man with wide eyes, trying to find any signs of the bomber.

The bomber Ichiro Sakata, who was stared at by the two men, was frozen in place: "..."

Did he reveal himself somewhere? Why was that guy with golden eyes looking at him with such deep (?) eyes?

Ichiro Sakata couldn't help but look back, but he saw that the young man with golden eyes was more focused, his eyes even lingering on the cake with the bomb timer installed on it.

He really knew it! Sakata Ichiro was a little excited.

He placed the bomb to attract attention. He had been an invisible person since he was a child, and no one paid attention to him. Only by doing something big like this could he get a little attention from others.

Now, he is being watched with emotions other than disgust...

Toru Amuro was standing by, alert and vigilant, but suddenly he was at a loss. He didn't know when the man in black started to look Liqueur in the eye, and his eyes were so passionate that he subconsciously got goosebumps all over his body.

Could this be the person in charge of another organization's mission?

Kamiya Tetsu wanted to just glare at him, but he glared back at him. He immediately became unconvinced and said, "You are a bomber and you are so arrogant?"

He whispered to Amuro Toru, "If he does anything, you go."

Before he finished speaking, there was a slight dripping sound from the cake. The man's face changed drastically. He immediately cut the cake to reveal the timed bomb detonator inside and tried to stop it.

Seeing this, Toru Amuro did not hold back and rushed to the man at inhuman speed, knocked him down with a standard shoulder throw, then rushed to the side of the cake and pressed the pause button.

The countdown above stopped at three seconds.

Amuro Toru's body was soaked with cold sweat. He looked out the window at the building with lingering fear. Hagiwara Kenji and a group of bomb disposal police were still upstairs...

"Hagiwara, Hagiwara Kenji! What on earth happened to you?" Sitting in the police car, Matsuda Jinpei shouted his childhood friend's name at the top of his lungs. The panicked voice coming from the other side made his heart rise to his throat.

Two seconds later, Hagiwara Kenji's dry voice rang out: "The bomb timer just lit up."

Matsuda Jinpei: “!”

"But when the countdown reached three seconds, it stopped again." Hagiwara Kenji sat paralyzed on the ground, sweating profusely. The bomb next to him dimmed the screen, and the thrill of the moment was completely invisible.

"What luck," he muttered. "It was an explosion. That damn protective suit can't protect against it, right?"

…

Tetsu Kamiya waited until Toru Amuro finished his smooth operation before he turned his gaze away from the cakes scattered on the ground.

If the bomber had hidden the remote control somewhere else, he wouldn't have cared, but he hid it in the cake. Doesn't he know what a waste it is!

Tetsu Kamiya was a little angry. He took out his cell phone and quickly dialed 110.

"Mr. Police, report to the police, come to the xx coffee shop, the criminal who set the bomb has been subdued."

Amuro Toru was about to ask Liqueur how he knew the bomber's movements: "..."

I was shocked by Tetsuji Kamiya's skilled posture in reporting the incident.

[Hahahahahahahahaha I am dying of laughter, Liqueur is the one who obeys the law, Toru Amuro is the one who breaks the law.]

[Did you just kill him? The prisoner’s neck was almost broken]

[After all, Hagiwara was on top, and with Toru Amuro’s evil personality, it was inevitable that he would explode]

[Hahahahaha Kamiya Tetsu! Why are you so skilled at calling the police!]

[Can you blindly shoot him and get him arrested? (dog head)]

[Does anyone still remember that Gin’s position as a liqueur is that he is still waiting for someone to deliver the order?]