Of course it is wrong to call it a bomb. To her, it is the materials that can be assembled into a bomb!
On the other side, Detective Otaki, who had called to report the situation, ran back after a while with a calm expression.
Although the explosive substance in the other bomb has not yet been identified, forensic experts believe based on their experience that there is a small chance that it is acetone peroxide.
Because there was a bomb in the opponent's front trunk!
After hearing Weng Zhi's analysis, Ayanoji Fumimaro's eyes lit up and he was the first to speak in agreement.
So I thought I'd ask Mr. Yonekura to see if he could provide me with some information.
"Could you please tell us in detail what happened back then?" Hattori asked, "For example, who were the people who were closely related to the eight people?"
You must report the current situation immediately and mobilize the entire Metropolitan Police Department!
Conan said after hearing this: "After all, our plan is to use bombs."
Detective Xiao Long said solemnly, "You were unlucky that time. Whether there were minor casualties or not, the last time was a sure thing.
When everyone arrived, the firefighters had not yet put out the fire.
You must find the remaining contacts as quickly as possible and prevent the remaining bombs from exploding."
Osaka is a poor and uncreative planner, while Onda wants to be a screenwriter.
Although I could have gone in directly, I was afraid of causing trouble so I investigated quietly. After all, I didn't have any solid evidence.
After listening to Tang De's analysis, Xiao Long looked panicked: "Now that Kōto Yonekura is dead, if there really is no bomb, do you even know where the bomb is and when it will explode?!"
Hattori said: “Do you remember the circumstances of Mr. Onda’s death?
Detective Xiao Long took out his cell phone, and there was a photo that his colleague had sent him. The deceased was a middle-aged woman with a mustache, wearing glasses and medium-long hair. She didn't look like an artist at all.
Xiao Taki spread out the photos of the eight deceased people one by one under the table and asked.
“It may not have started yet.”
"Apart from the eight of us, there's indeed no one working with us." Okuda thought for a moment before saying, "The bad guy seems to be called Katsushige Ishida. As for more detailed information, you already know it."
"Is Mr. Wengzhi's death unrelated to Mr. Onda's death?" Yonekura Heiji said with a frown.
I glanced at the system panel that everyone could see, and there was still no response, so I knew that the case might not have come to an end yet.
The old man with glasses scratched his head and said, “My roommate held it when I was younger, and it was quite popular for a while.
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