Back in the room, Aomura Daishi couldn't wait to make a phone call: "Mr. Rum, we've found the target, but there are two policemen with him!"

"Did you just find the target?" Rum said in a neutral tone, "Marumori-kun, now that things have come to this, I'm giving you a chance to take revenge, so please don't make it unnecessary."

Aomura Daishi, the bomber who escaped from prison, Marumori Kosuke's smile froze.

He immediately lowered his voice and said, "How could I act on my own? Lord Rum rescued me and avenged me, I will never forget that."

"Once the matter is done, I will help you with the formalities and send you as far away as possible."

Rum was well versed in the art of hitting someone with a stick. He said, "Don't worry about the two policemen. You just need to bring the person over. I will contact you when the time comes."

Qingcun Dazhi touched the makeup on his face, with excitement in his eyes: "I know!"

After the call was disconnected, the man chuckled and muttered, "Rum... Ha! Organization, I was imprisoned nine years ago, but you didn't lend a helping hand!"

Back then, he hit it off with this black organization and acted arrogantly and made trouble in Tokyo. Unexpectedly, when he took on the task of "killing two policemen for that organization", he actually failed.

Although it ended with one death and one injury, to him, it was no different from a complete failure.

Aomura Daishi had a sinister look in his eyes. He naturally wanted to take revenge on Matsue Shigure for arresting him and sending him to prison, but that didn't mean he was willing to listen to Rum's orders.

It's just borrowing the east wind.

The man quickly began to change his clothes, but he didn't notice that the screen of his mobile phone lit up slightly for a moment.

…

"Idiot!" On the other side, Rum sneered as he listened to the sounds coming from the monitor, "Who do you think you are?"

Rum threw the phone aside and pulled out two black suitcases from under the bed. He reached out and brushed away the dust on them, as if he could feel the buzzing of the bomb inside.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows. Rum will never underestimate A, who can make Gin and Yule suffer losses one after another.

His only absolute advantage is his methods, which are cruel and vicious enough to kill those policemen who are bound by morality.

Not to mention that guy actually——

Thinking of the message A sent him, Rum's face twisted and he wished he could eat A alive.

He really didn't want to take the risk of getting on the boat, but on the other hand, he didn't believe those idiots could deal with A.

Therefore, he still has to rely on himself.

Rum gulped down a glass of water to keep calm and think about his plan.

He didn't care about Kousuke Marumori's little actions.

He was originally the target thrown out by Rum. By having him stand in front to attract A's attention, he can thoroughly understand the opponent's strength.

************

In the dim room, a figure sat quietly beside the bed. The curtains were blown by the wind, and a bright moon could be seen outside, reflected on the sparkling water.

It's already evening.

Songjiang Shigure switched to the [Instructor] card, and his demeanor became cold, and at first glance, he looked a bit like a killer.

He chatted with the system while disassembling the gun in his hand to check the parts.

System: "Song Haihai, are you really serious about this?"

Matsue Shigure: "Well, I can already guess how Rum is going to act."

He is usually not serious, just out of habit of being lazy and taking advantage of loopholes, but he will not procrastinate when he really gets on the stage.

Not to mention that this time we have the reliable FBI to cooperate, so there is basically no risk of being exposed——

Get out of the way and let him perform!

The system was full of questions: "What method?"

Matsue Shigure said succinctly: "Originally one ship was enough, and it was the councillors' suggestion to activate the Goddess."

System: “So?”

Matsue Shigure: "You'll know when the time comes."

The system was a little worried, and he hesitated to speak: "Baby, be normal. I'm scared of you."

Matsue Shigure: “Hmm?”

The system was horrified: "I called you Song Haihai and you didn't even refute me!"

Songjiang Shiyu almost choked: "...Are you childish? Go away and don't disturb me!"

He is very nervous now and needs to build up his emotions!

In addition to finishing off the rum on the boat, Matsue Shigure actually had one more thing to do -

“Remember” all the “forgotten” memories!

********

“Click.”

The gun in his hand was loaded with bullets and tucked at his waist, with his outline hidden by a loose windbreaker.

The blond young man stood up and tied up his loose hair again. The pleasure he had felt in the afternoon with the students disappeared as he moved, leaving only coldness and murderousness.

But when he passed the mirror at the door, he paused, raised his hand and stroked the frame of his silver chain glasses. The end hidden in his hair flashed a red light.

"Are you ready? Aka..." A trance flashed across his eyes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, "Partner."

…

"I'm ready."

In another room, the black-haired man who was wiping his sniper rifle responded even though he knew the other party couldn't hear him.

A trace of worry flashed across Akai Hide's eyes, and he gently corrected, "It's Akai."

Akabane is Akabane, and Akai is Akai.

*************

Eight o'clock in the evening, in the dance hall.

Melodious music echoed in the spacious hall. Everyone picked out their favorite masks, matched them with the special costumes provided on the cruise ship, and danced on the dance floor, making the scene particularly dreamy.

There are exquisite meals next to the dance hall, and bartenders at the bar prepare various drinks on the spot.

"It's really great. Everyone looks so happy." Mao Lilan clasped her hands together and looked at the guests coming and going.

"It's called a masquerade, but there aren't that many formal rules."

Suzuki Sonoko wore a half-face mask, and her exquisite long dress could not conceal her unruly temperament.

She giggled, "Putting on a mask is actually the same as taking it off. This kind of dance is often used by adults to socialize and discuss business. We can just listen to some songs and look for any handsome guys who are alone!"

"Hey, Xiaolan, let me help you look for someone. I'll definitely find someone more handsome than that cocky guy Kudo!"

Suzuki Sonoko took Mao Lilan's arm and said teasingly: "Then who knows, that guy might jump out of jealousy!"

Mao Lilan's cheeks suddenly turned red: "Sonoko, what on earth are you talking about!"

Suzuki Sonoko said coquettishly: "Don't be angry, there will be fireworks during the break at nine o'clock. I picked them this time, you will definitely like them!"

She even covered her face and began to daydream: "If I could confess my love under the fireworks... ahhhhh, it would be so romantic!"

Conan Edogawa, who was drinking juice at the side, couldn't help but reveal his half-moon eyes. This guy Sonoko always gives bad advice.

But soon, he couldn't help but start thinking about the scene if he confessed to Xiaolan under the fireworks.

"You just watch like that?" Ai Haibara, wearing a silver dress and a silver full-face mask, appeared next to Conan Edogawa, looking like a ghost.

She said, "Those children went to practice their dance steps with Miss Enomoto."

Conan Edogawa was almost frightened by the sudden sound of Haibara Ai and jumped three feet high. He whispered: "You are covering it up too tightly, aren't you? Did you gain anything?"

"I walked around here and didn't feel any trace of the organization." Huihara Ai also lowered her voice, a little anxiously, "Didn't Amuro Toru contact you?"

"He just said to leave it to him." Edogawa Conan couldn't help but puff up his cheeks, "But Brother Matsue is here, so there shouldn't be any danger, right?"

He looked at the blond young man sitting at the bar not far away and began to wonder if Haibara Ai was too sensitive.

All day today, Conan Edogawa was running around with Haibara Ai, trying to find anything unusual, but he found nothing except another poison murder case.

I went to see Officer Sato and the others, and they said there was nothing unusual about my colleague.

Matsue Shigure was also eating, drinking and enjoying the scenery, looking very calm.

Even if Conan Edogawa is anxious to find the members of the organization - this presupposes that there are clues!

Huihara Ai shook her head: "I'll go out and take a look. Brother Songjiang, you keep an eye on them."

She glanced at the young man sitting alone at the bar with some reluctance.

Haibara Ai didn't dare to get close to Matsue Shigure at this time. After all, she asked Edogawa Conan to contact Amuro Toru, so she still felt a little guilty.

With Songjiang Shiyu's sharp observation ability, if he really discovered it, the consequences would be unimaginable!

The brown-haired girl pursed her lips and tightly grasped the medicine box in her pocket.

She never knew that it was so difficult to keep people alive...

Conan Edogawa looked at her nervous expression, sighed and replied: "My clothes from this afternoon were taken away by Xiaolan. I will go back to get my detective badge. If you need anything, please contact me."

He finished talking to Huiyuan Ai calmly, then raised his head and said in a baby voice: "Sister Xiaolan, I'm going to the toilet!"

Haibara Ai looked at how quickly his expression changed and couldn't help but twitch her lips.

"Okay, remember not to leave the exhibition hall." Mao Lilan was already accustomed to Edogawa Conan's independent actions, so she just gave him a reminder.

The young detective quickly rushed out of the dance hall, returned to the room to pick up his detective badge, thought for a moment, and took the anesthesia watch and football with him as well.

He was walking along the railing towards the dance hall when he suddenly seemed to hear the sound of something falling into the water.

It wasn't the kind of parabolic falling into the water, but a large object at a close distance, which was a bit dull...

Is this an illusion?

Conan Edogawa looked at the dark sea and frowned.

**********

inner cabin.

Kenji Hagihara and two of his regular office colleagues were playing poker in the room next to the congressman's.

Matsuda Jinpei and others and the police officers from the Investigation Division 1 were out on night patrol, and they were going to take over their shift at nine o'clock.

"Does Councillor Chung-Yong-He always make such a big fuss every time he goes out?" Colleague A couldn't help but grumble, "The Investigation Division can just be called, why do we have to come as well?"

Colleague B continued: "It is said that because Councillor Chung-Yong-He was previously sent a threatening letter threatening to blow him up, they sent our team here."

Colleague A: "But didn't they search everyone when they boarded the ship? No one was found with explosives. It feels like a waste of police resources to send a team of us here."

Colleague B joked: "I haven't searched the belongings of Councillor Nakayoshi and the head of the Suzuki family."

"You're getting more and more ridiculous." Hagiwara Kenji shrugged, "Just treat it as a trip. At least the food is good."

"Speaking of which, Hagiwara, you are close to Councillor Nakayoshi. What's the matter with the threatening letter?"

Hagiwara Kenji was full of questions: "When did I become close to Councillor Nakayoshi? Isn't this the first time we've met?"

Colleague A gave me a knowing look, as if to say, “Just keep it a secret from me!” and then took out his cell phone.

"There's nothing to hide about such achievements around big shots. I happened to take a picture of it last time!"

Several people came over to take a look, and saw on his phone that Zhong Yonghe, dressed in a suit, was walking out, and a man with black hair and purple eyes was standing next to him with a stern face, looking like a close protector.

Kenji Hagihara's pupils couldn't help but shrink. He snatched the phone and enlarged the picture.

"See!" Colleague A said smugly, "You even participated in the secret operation, so how could you not know Councillor Zhong Yonghe?"

Colleague B was a little curious: "When did this happen? Hagiwara, you are really good!"

"About a month ago." Colleague A said casually, "I just happened to see Hagiwara and took a photo. Later I checked and found that there was no information about this on the Internet... Ahem, you two should not tell this to anyone! I'm really just curious!"

This news is not on TV, which means it was suppressed, and it cannot be found on the Internet, which is quite intriguing.

There are clearly reporters in the picture, why didn't they post it after taking the photo?

Kenji Hagiwara pursed his lips. He was sure that the person in the photo was not himself, but he looked so similar.

He couldn't help but start to doubt whether he had a common face or not, and why there were so many people who looked very similar to him.

Could it be that...

He suddenly had an incredible thought, could this person be Subaru Akabane? ?

The instructor's partner is still alive? !

Impossible! He quickly rejected this option. If Akabane Subaru was still alive, he would definitely go find Matsue Shigure.

Is this another conspiracy of the organization?

"This is not me," he asked quickly, "It just looks like - did you see the name!"

Colleague A shook his head: "No, but it's really not you? This is amazing! They look so similar!"

Colleague B agreed: "Yes, this time we are here to protect the Zhongyonghe councillor, so it can be regarded as a replica."

Kenji Hagiwara had an inexplicable bad feeling.

Just as he was about to say something, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and a police officer ran in breathlessly, "Quick, gather! Councillor Zhong Yonghe is missing!"

"What?!" The three of them stood up suddenly.

************

dance hall.

The man named "Aomura Daishi" does not have the elegant and refined characteristics that one would associate with the word "bartender".

He was shaking the shaker in the air with his sturdy arms, which was not a pretty sight, and as a result, there was no other customer in front of him except Matsue Shigure.

But he didn't care. While smiling heartily, he was also talking to Matsue Shigure.

"Why don't I see your two police friends?" he asked. "I was planning to buy you each a drink."

“They have jobs.”

"What about you?"

“…”

The blond young man was much quieter than in the afternoon. He shook the wine glass in his hand and took a sip of the glass, but he didn't actually drink a sip.

Again, this question is not answered.

"Brother Songjiang!" Conan Edogawa's unique voice came from the side, "Why are you here alone?"

The young detective was wearing a suit and a cartoon mask provided for children at the party, and he looked like an ordinary elementary school student.

He climbed up the high booth skillfully and pretended to be excited: "Wow! That's a lot of wine!"

Matsue Shigure smiled slightly: "Because Miss Xiaozi was kidnapped by you, the Young Detective Team, I can only drink alone."

Conan Edogawa said awkwardly: "Then I'll accompany you!"

"Children should not drink alcohol." Aomura Daishi said in a familiar manner, "By the way, little brother, are you and Matsue-kun also good friends?"

Conan Edogawa pretended to be young and his voice was full of pride: "Brother Songjiang is the extra-staff consultant of our Junior Detective Team!"

"The detective team is so awesome!"

Aomura Daishi put down the shaker and poured the wine into the glass in a very steady manner.

He put down the cup, poured a glass of warm milk and handed it to Conan Edogawa, then continued to bend down and look for the next ingredient according to the label on the bottle.

Edogawa Conan held the milk and asked, "Uncle, are you the bartender here?"

"I guess so. The bartenders on the ship are recruited based on different themes."

Aomura Daishi said with a smile: "Are you surprised that I can be a bartender at my age? Actually, this is my hobby!"

Since everyone was making fun of themselves, Edogawa Conan naturally had to let the topic go.

He turned around and looked at Matsue Shigure who was sitting quietly beside him, swishing his wine.

The young man held his chin with one hand, his tied-up hair draped over his dark windbreaker, and the overhead light of the bar reflected a white light on his glasses.

He was chatting with Aomura Daishi, but his thoughts seemed to be elsewhere.

It’s the cold version of Songjiang brother!

Conan Edogawa observed carefully and found that there was no place for the mask on Matsue Shigure.

Without a mask, you are not allowed to enter the dance hall to eat, drink and have fun, which shows that Songjiang Shigure definitely did not come here for fun.

Thinking of what Haibara Ai said, Conan Edogawa swallowed subconsciously.

He wouldn't really want to cause trouble for the organization alone, would he?

"Brother Songjiang, didn't you take the mask?" He thought about it and finally mustered up the courage to ask, "If you're worried about losing your glasses, there's a locker next to them for safekeeping!"

"Conan."

A hand fell on his head and rubbed it gently. The cool hand brushed through his hair, but it did not arouse Edogawa Conan's vigilance.

The swivel chairs were not far apart, and the man was facing him, leaning towards him, so close that Edogawa Conan could clearly see the cobalt blue eyes.

"Don't ask questions all the time, kid." The young man whispered in his ear, "And - keep it a secret for me."

Edogawa Conan looked up at him in astonishment: "You——"

Songjiang Shiyu let out a low laugh, narrowed his eyes, and called him another name: "Little Detective."

He actually hasn't realized it yet. What he wants to say is that it would be too fake to come to the party without a mask!

Conan Edogawa couldn't help but grab Matsue Shigure's sleeve. He looked at Matsue Shigure's face so close to him and his heart was pounding.

Apparently, there was only one thing that could make Matsue Shigure ask him to keep secret and that he was unwilling to take off his glasses.

Once again he couldn't see clearly.

Thinking back to the previous symptoms, the glasses are not so much for aiding vision as for covering up the unconsciously distracted eyes.

"What's your plan?" Edogawa Conan bit his lower lip and whispered in his ear, "Brother Songjiang, it's too dangerous."

"It's okay, I know what's going on." Songjiang Shigure also lowered his voice, "It's not as serious as last time, really."

Once Songjiang Shigure suppresses his usual frivolous side, he reveals a sharp edge like a knife.

But the credibility of what he said...is questionable.

The two of them understood each other tacitly.

Edogawa Conan knew that Matsue Shigure had a plan, and the latter naturally expressed his attitude.

After the young man finished whispering to him, he sat back down, shaking his glass lazily and chatting with the bartender.

Edogawa Conan couldn't help but look around, wailing in his heart.

Where on earth is Mr. Amuro?

The young detective wanted to say something but didn't know where to start. After all, judging from Haibara Ai's performance, she must have been defeated by Matsue Shigure's stubbornness.

At this time, the only ones who can control Brother Songjiang are Officer Matsuda and his men!

Just when Conan Edogawa was about to run away, he heard a familiar voice.

"Conan! Brother Songjiang!"

Conan Edogawa turned around with a mask of pain and found that the Boy Detective Team and Azusa Enomoto were coming towards them.

Each of them held a palm-sized box in their hands, which was beautifully packaged and painted with cartoon patterns.

"Matsue, you're not going to drink here?" Enomoto Azusa brought the child over and wiped the sweat off his face. When he saw the wine glass in front of Matsue Shigure, his eyes widened, "You can still drink now?!"

Conan Edogawa witnessed a scene where his face changed in an instant.

Matsue Shigure, who had just been talking to him with great confidence, quickly pushed his glass away and said to Enomoto Azusa, "I only drank a little!"

"Not at all!"

Azusa Enomoto was so worried that while she was muttering, Ayumi Yoshida handed the extra box to Conan Edogawa.

"Conan-kun, we brought this for you." The little girl looked around, "By the way, where's Ai-chan? We got one for her too!"

"What is this?" Conan Edogawa weighed the heavy box and asked.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya said excitedly, "It's the big bear doll at the door of the dressing room that is given to children! They said there will be a surprise when you open it at nine o'clock, but you can't open it before then, or it will be gone."

Yoshida Ayumi nodded: "When we went there, they were almost all distributed. You and Ai-chan were the last two."

Kojima Genta's box had been ravaged beyond recognition by him. He scratched his head, somewhat dissatisfied: "Why is there still half an hour..."

"ah!"

Kojima Genta failed to hold up the box with one hand, and the whole box fell sideways to the ground. Enomoto Azusa, who was next to him, quickly reached out to help pick it up.

“Tear——”

The packaging, which had been torn open for the most part, completely fell apart, and the contents of the paper box were exposed. It was just a cube the size of half a palm, and it made an inaudible "drip" sound.

"What is this?" The children moved closer subconsciously, but were immediately stopped by Conan Edogawa.

"Don't move!" The young detective raised his voice, but his hands quickly moved to lift the last layer of packaging covering the block.

The bright red countdown below was directly revealed and was now continuously counting down.

"Ahhhh!" Yoshida Ayumi screamed subconsciously. She quickly covered her mouth and said in panic, "Bomb, bomb!"

Everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Conan Edogawa quickly opened the package in his hand, and sure enough, there was also a bomb inside!

"You said they've all been distributed?!" he asked a few people in a stern voice, "Are they all for the children?"

Azusa Enomoto held the bomb and said with a pale face: "Yes, I can't get it, only the children..."

There are at least four or five hundred tourists on the ship, many of whom are carrying children. In other words, this kind of time bomb has spread throughout the entire ship!

"20, 19..." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya suddenly looked at the disassembled bomb in horror and counted aloud.

Why did the countdown time suddenly change? !

Conan Edogawa's face changed drastically. He looked down and saw that, as expected, the bomb in his hand had jumped to 18!

We are still within the dance hall. If the bomb is powerful and causes a chain reaction, there will be countless casualties.

At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly reached out and took the bomb from Azusa Enomoto's hand.

"Don't be nervous." Matsue Shigure's calm voice sounded the next second, "Conan, take another look."

Conan Edogawa hurriedly turned the bomb over, used the knowledge he had learned in Hawaii to analyze it, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the most basic and simplest type of bomb. Even the position of the fuse is fixed. As long as you understand this type of bomb, you can dismantle it.

Matsue Shigure took out a pair of small scissors from his pocket. He leaned over and approached the bomb, and with the help of the bright overhead light of the bar, he quickly started to operate it.

Conan Edogawa also found a solution. He touched his pocket, but before he could ask, an ice knife with a cold glow was handed to him.

He quickly cut the fuse with an ice cutter, and sure enough, the countdown had stopped.

Edogawa Conan raised his head and met Aomura Taishi's eyes.

The latter smiled at him, with a quizzical look in his eyes: "Fortunately, I have enough tools here, but little brother, you are amazing, you can even defuse a bomb."

Edogawa Conan smiled awkwardly.

Next to him, Matsue Shigure also placed the dismantled bomb on the table.

The blond young man rubbed his temples tiredly, and Edogawa Conan noticed that he blinked very hard.

Azusa Enomoto wiped the sweat off her forehead, picked up her phone and prepared to call the police: "I remember seeing Officer Matsuda and his men on the boat."

"I was scared to death." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya let out a long sigh, sweat all over his forehead. He came to the side of Conan Edogawa and suddenly said "Huh", "So it's this type of bomb."

"What?" Kojima Genta came up and also exclaimed, "I remember it! Orange!"

Azusa Enomoto was a little confused: "What oranges?"

Yoshida Ayumi said, "It was the bomb model given away when we bought fruit before. It was this type, and there was an instruction manual teaching us how to dismantle it... Well, of course, it wasn't as ugly as this."

Only then did Conan Edogawa realize that the "orange" was a bomb souvenir jointly released by the police and the fruit shop. Compared to the one in his hand, it just had an extra layer of beautiful packaging.

A look of realization flashed across Daishi Aomura's eyes standing nearby, and when he looked at Conan Edogawa again, he no longer had any intention of exploring the matter.

The little detective was used to analyzing: "Why did this person launch so many bombs without any preparation, and deliberately chose the simplest and least powerful one? What on earth does this person want to do?"

Enomoto Azusa frowned: "But no matter how simple it is, as long as one person doesn't know, something bad will happen!"

"Yes!" Conan Edogawa's mind flashed with a flash of light, and he immediately raised his head and said, "As long as one of them is not removed, something will happen, so - that person wants -"

Delay the police force!

He recalled his previous confrontation with the organization.

That time, the organization, the FBI, and the public security were competing for the CIA undercover agent Mizuno Renna. The organization used a large number of bombs to disrupt the FBI's formation and finally locked down Mizuno Renna's location!

If he and Akai Shuichi hadn't taken advantage of the situation, even the fake death plan might not have been accomplished.

The police on board are now focused on...

The young detective's face changed. He thought to himself, a councillor? A councillor from Zhongyonghe?

So it was not an illusion that Haibara Ai could sense the organization's presence! But the organization was not targeting Brother Songjiang, but Councillor Nakayoshi!

Although Conan Edogawa became more and more courageous, he was not reckless enough to speak out his reasoning in front of outsiders.

He just jumped off the swivel chair and said to everyone, "Hurry up and contact Officer Matsuda and the others!"

"I called, but the call didn't go through." Enomoto frowned, "It seems that we were driving to a place with no signal..."

"Then let's go find someone!" Yoshida Ayumi suggested, "Split up and look for them! We can look for Officer Matsuda while we look for the other kids and ask them not to touch the box!"

It was impossible to directly say that a bomb caused the unrest. This was not the first time that the Junior Detective Team had encountered a bomb case. Edogawa Conan nodded and agreed without much thought.

The children left in a hurry. Conan Edogawa turned around subconsciously to look at Matsue Shigure who had been silent, and pulled his clothes: "Matsue brother..."

"Hmm?" Songjiang Shigure responded helplessly, "Want to come with me?"

The little detective blinked: "Is it possible?"

No, he has to follow too!

"Let's go find Matsuda and the others to deal with the bomb first." Matsue Shigure did not refuse. He walked out first, but was stopped after taking only one step.

"You two!" Aomura Daishi came over, "Can I come with you to look for them? If it's the two people I met at noon, I remember what they look like."

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Aomura."

The blond young man frowned slightly, revealing a worried expression: "I hope nothing happens."

Qingcun Dazhi comforted him: "It will be fine."

The three of them left the dance hall and quickly chose a direction to go. Qingcun Daishi took the initiative to ask to separate from the other two.

He said, "Logically, those police officers should be on patrol. You guys look around on this floor while I go to the next floor. If I find it, I'll come find you."

Conan Edogawa wanted to ask Matsue Shigure some more questions, so naturally he agreed to all of them.

****************

"Host, your acting skills are improving day by day." The system watched in amazement, "And Conan, worthy of being the protagonist, is fully automatic in patching up."

Matsue Shigure was speechless: "That's right. If it was revealed that a child could defuse bombs, it would definitely alert Aomura Daishi. But the Junior Detective Team filled the loophole as soon as they opened their mouths."

He didn't want to take Conan Edogawa with him to confront the organization, but he didn't have a good reason, and the young detective couldn't be left behind.

The moment Matsue Shigure saw the bomb, he set a trap for Edogawa Conan, but he was no match for the will of the world.

Songjiang Shigure: "But Rum's plan is good. He made a feint to the east and attacked in the west, making me think that his target was Zhong Yonghe, thereby diverting his attention. If I hadn't known Zhong Yonghe's identity in advance, it would have been a bit difficult to deal with."

System: "Anyway, the protagonist's halo is online, and it's basically stable. You can bring Conan to fight Rum, too?"

Matsue Shigure sighed. He didn't want to see the child get hurt at all, not to mention that Conan was simply a model of a human cub.

System: "Why are you pretending to have poor eyesight again? The more you say that, the closer Conan will follow you."

Matsue Shigure was also in despair.

He said: "Isn't this a trap? If you want to deceive someone, you have to deceive them completely."

Given Rum's personality, it would be impossible for him not to keep an eye on Aomura Daishi's movements. As long as he installed a monitor, he could indirectly learn the fact that "A's vision is problematic again" - which is much more reliable than him showing it on his own initiative.

Only by doing this step by step can we lure out that cautious guy.

But once he shows it, Edogawa Conan can't get rid of it.

Blame it on Rum!

Songjiang Shiyu gritted his teeth, thinking that he must shoot that old guy a few times when the time comes.

*******

Edogawa Conan looked up at Matsue Shigure who was walking steadily beside him.

The lights on the deck were dim, and one could only vaguely see the blond young man's tightly pursed lips. After leaving the bright dance hall, the smile on his face completely disappeared.

"Brother Matsue." Edogawa Conan grabbed him and said seriously, "What are you planning?"

He thought Songjiang Shigure would be vague about his response, but he actually squatted down and faced him.

"Conan." Matsue Shigure said softly, "Do you have Watson?"

Edogawa Conan was stunned by his question.

As a loyal fan of Sherlock Holmes, he naturally knew what this meant. If this question were put to him...

"Yes." The young detective pursed his lips and said in a low voice.

"I think so too." He said this in a very calm tone.

Edogawa Conan looked at him blankly: "Should?"

He still remembered the last time in the hospital, he stood outside the door and listened to Matsue Shigure talking to the doctor about his condition in such a calm tone.

Why does vision decline so drastically? If there is no physical reason, it must be psychological.

In all the time he had known Matsue Shigure, he had only seen this symptom once.

That time, Matsue Shigure remembered his past as a policeman and also remembered his partner.

But later... he seemed to have forgotten again, and his vision returned to "normal".

So, what does Matsue Shigure mean now?

Conan Edogawa's breathing stagnated, and he asked subconsciously: "Did you remember anything?"

Songjiang Shigure was half-kneeling in front of him, with the bright moon reflected against the vast sea behind him. The moonlight fell on his light golden hair, giving it a silvery-white luster.

The young man suddenly smiled, and his pale eyebrows gradually relaxed, becoming incredibly soft.

All he knew about that missing memory came from his students' narration, and in that vague memory there was only a shadow of warmth and justice.

But gradually, the shadow becomes clearer and clearer, and one day it will come in front of him and make him face everything.

For example, question him why he joined the organization that killed him and aided the evil?

"I'm almost remembering it." Songjiang Shigure said, "But before I remember it, I have to do something to atone for my sins, right?"