The worst thing on the rooftop is Kogoro Mori...

You recalled what happened just now and sighed silently in your heart.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting. Here are the after-meal snacks." Kuroba Kaito, disguised as a waiter, came forward with a plate and served them desserts one by one.

The movements are quite professional. You feel that Kidd is really versatile.

You kept staring at each other, but Kuroba Kaito didn't make eye contact with you. He put down his snack and left.

"What's wrong?" Conan, who was always paying attention to you, naturally noticed your actions.

“Oh, nothing.” You scooped a spoonful of dessert and smiled at Conan, “I just remembered something funny.”

Conan: ???

But then his attention was attracted by the interaction between Xiaolan and Sonoko, and you began to concentrate on eating dessert - you planned to go to the smoking room.

Before you stepped out the door, you last saw Yuantai being hit by the sneeze of the waitress with a ponytail.

"Ah, really. Be careful."

"Sorry, sorry." The waitress with a ponytail apologized quickly.

You quicken your pace, turning left and right until you reach the smoking room - it's dinner time and no one is here.

You closed the door, searched around, and as expected, found the bottle of red Siamese cat under the sofa.

The first thing you pull out is your special phone, but after thinking for a moment, you switch to your regular phone to take a picture.

There were footsteps at the door—someone is coming!

You quickly put your phone back into your messenger bag. Ge You slumped on the sofa. You didn't have any cigarettes on you, so you quickly took a half-smoked cigarette butt from the ashtray. The door was pushed open.

Two people wearing disinfection masks leaned in and walked in, and you were both stunned when you saw each other.

"You..." Officer Nakamori paused, "Would you please stand aside for a moment?"

"Okay, okay." You cooperated and stood aside, throwing away the cigarette butt in your hand.

One of them squatted down and saw the red Siamese cat bottle under the sofa. He was shocked: "Officer... look!"

Officer Nakamori also leaned over and saw this thing, and his face became serious.

You asked at the right time: "Um...what happened?"

"It's confirmed," Officer Megure told Nakamori on the phone, "It's the same bottle as the one that attacked the research institute. The police haven't released the information yet... So, what the man on the phone said must be true."

"It seems that the bottle was left there intentionally," Matsuda said, "so that we can confirm it now."

"Anyway, we will report this to our superiors." Officer Megure hung up the phone.

At this time, the ringtone of Matsuda Jinpei's letter rang, and he took out his phone and took a look: "Oh - HLJ also sent the photos."

He spread his cell phone on the table for everyone to see.

"HLJ's photos were taken from various angles," Matsuda read the text in the MMS. "After on-site observation, the carpet under the bottle was dry, and there was no sign of liquid inside the bottle. If it was put there today, the liquid would not have dried so thoroughly. Therefore, the bottle is probably empty."

"This... Is the other party present here?" Takagi was surprised.

"Bring over a copy of the airship's passenger list," Officer Megure ordered.

Matsuda picked up his phone and typed: [Are you on the airship? ]

You, who chose to isolate yourself, are now alone in your room. You see Matsuda's reply, but before you can type, the next text message arrives.

[#松田陣平#: If you were also on the airship, I would be relieved. With you around, there won't be any big problems. ]

you:……

Black technology and military strength are not the same thing!

Fortunately, you were prepared - you replied immediately.

[#HLJ#: I was not there. But I found a helper and asked him to do it according to my request. ]

That's why you take pictures with a regular cell phone.

After taking the photo with a normal mobile phone, he sent his own special mobile phone so that HLJ could be "not at the scene" and at the same time separate Jiang Lai and HLJ.

[#松田陣平#: You let ordinary people come into direct contact with killer bacteria? ]

[#HLJ#: I said - and I am sure - they did not take the killer bacteria. ]

[#HLJ#: There was a child on the airship, and he had triggered almost every possible route of infection, but he was fine. It is true that people on the airship had red prickly heat, but that was more likely an allergy, a tactic used by the other party.]

This guy... Matsuda was holding the passenger list at this moment, scanning it from top to bottom, his eyes focused on one point, and at this moment the text message alert rang again.

[#HLJ#: My temporary helper. (Screenshot of text message exchange jpg.)]

In the picture, the other person's name is Jiang Lai.

It happens to be the same name as the point where the line of sight converges at the Matsuda formation.

"Eh? This name——" Sato leaned over, "The young man who helped catch the criminal before."

"Yes, I'm now the temporary manager of a sushi shop." Matsuda held the phone and fell into deep thought.

"Anyway...if what they say is true," said Inspector Megure, "then what is the purpose of these criminals?"

"Are we following the criminals' line of thought and making people think there are germs on the airship, and then - wherever the airship is heading - create panic?" Takagi said uncertainly.

"The other side will definitely make the next move." Matsuda Jinpei raised his head and said, "But for now we have good news, that is, the bacteria is not real - this at least allows us to be less passive."

[#松田陣平#: Okay, we believe your information. If the other party takes further action, please contact us as soon as possible. ]

[#HLJ#: Terrorists are hired mercenaries. ]

【#松田陣平#: What? 】

Matsuda Jinpei held the phone, but the other party never responded.

It's not that you don't want to reply...it's because the terrorists are kicking your door outside.

"Someone inside! Open the door!"

You quickly peeled off the phone case of your special phone, put it in your pocket, and replied, "Well... I'm quarantined... I'm infected..." Your palms and arms are covered with red prickly heat.

There was silence outside for a moment, and then the voice continued, "Open the door too! Hand over the communication device!"

You pretend to be scared and open the door, and the other person, dressed strictly and wearing a mask, pulls you out.

You obediently handed over your ordinary cell phone and were dragged to the smoking room by the terrorist. He pushed you in and locked the door.

There was still a person lying on the floor of the smoking room - the fat Mizukawa. He was still unconscious.

You drag him to the sofa, sit on the other side of the sofa, and start thinking of a solution.

Now, Jiang Lai's cell phone has been handed in. Logically, he can no longer send messages from the airship to HLJ, so HLJ can no longer inform the Metropolitan Police Department of the situation.

I hope my last text message can give the other party some hints. You thought, resting your chin on your hand.

But...your special phone is still there, maybe it can still be of some use.

When you were at the sushi shop, you wrote down Conan's phone number.