Time passes by every second.
After notifying the General Administration, Jinpei Matsuda confirmed that the train was safe. He then relaxed and began to consider the criminal's hint. He removed his black sunglasses, resting his chin on his hand, revealing a rare expression of concentration outside of bomb disposal.
"Fuji, what on earth did that bastard mean? The x of x on the Toudou Loop Line can't be above or below the seat, right?"
"The answer to this riddle that even a child can think of is probably impossible. I think it must be somewhere else." Fujiwara Yu shook his head. He didn't think the bomber had such great ability to carry five bombs into the train. This kind of thing could not be accomplished by one person.
Moreover, the bomber gave a clear hint on the phone - the explosion would also take place before sunset.
Why before sunset? Are there five time bombs?
"If we're not in our seats, we'll have to do it on top of the train, right?" Matsuda Jinpei imagined himself defusing a bomb on the roof of a speeding train. He shook his head and dismissed it. "Come on, this guy's not mistaken the explosive ordnance disposal team for Spider-Man, is he? There's no way I'm defusing a bomb on top of it at 70 kilometers per hour!"
"The top of the car?"
Fujiwara Yuu was stunned when he heard this. What if it was not on the car body, but under the car body? A possibility emerged in his mind. He couldn't help but reach out and pat Matsuda Jinpei's shoulder, saying loudly:
"Matsuda! I think the bomb is under the car!"
"Huh? Are you okay?" Matsuda Jinpei reached out and touched Fujiwara Yu's forehead, muttering, "You don't have a fever. Who would put a bomb in a place like that? It would explode with a boom if you started."
"No, I mean the bomb might be installed on the rails. Think about it, when the train passes over it, the bomb loses sunlight, and the bomb's countdown starts. Once the train passes completely and it receives sunlight again, the countdown will reset and pause. That's why the bomb must be dismantled before sunset. Without sunlight, it will explode. Contact the headquarters immediately, have them change the track, and arrange for an explosives disposal team to dismantle the bomb on the tracks!"
Matsuda Jinpei was taken aback when he heard this. He had indeed tried to dismantle this type of delicate bomb during training. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he reached out and patted the tool kit at his feet, saying confidently:
"Team One and Team Two have handled this type of bomb before. I'll contact them right away."
"Well, please."
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The residents on the Toudou Loop Line train still had worried expressions on their faces, but they tried to chat with the passengers around them in order to ease their mood and forget that they were in danger.
As ordinary citizens, all they can do now is to sit quietly in the train and believe that the police will definitely resolve the danger.
Conan Edogawa sat in his seat and fell into deep thought. He had just asked the Junior Detective League and learned that the man who gave them the remote-controlled plane was wearing a long windbreaker. Apart from a hat and sunglasses, his face was unshaven and his true appearance was completely unrecognizable.
He thought about how the bomber had used a low-quality voice changer when talking to him. What was the bomber's purpose in doing so? Was he trying not to reveal his identity... or was he trying to hide his identity from him, who was Kudo Shinichi?
In the cases that Kudo Shinichi had investigated, all the criminals were serving their sentences in prison; none had been released. Excluding the criminals themselves, the only people who could challenge him were their relatives or related individuals.
Edogawa Conan sighed deeply, leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest. If this was true, there were too many people who hated him, and he had no idea who they could be.
Ugh! This is so annoying! It's so terrible to have no clue what to do!
"Huh? Why does it feel like the car's speed has slowed down?" Yoshida Ayumi, who had been sitting obediently in her seat, suddenly noticed that the scenery outside seemed to be clearer. She quickly glanced at the speed display on the scrolling electronic screen and raised her hands happily: "Wow, look, it's not 70 kilometers per hour now, it's 57 kilometers per hour!"
As soon as this sentence was uttered, the passengers around began to whisper. After silently counting down for ten seconds in their hearts, they found that there was no change in the train. Several emotional college students gathered together and cheered.
Conan Edogawa knew that Sosuke Takashi had successfully deduced the location of the bomb, and he felt relieved. At least this stage had passed smoothly. But it was too early to be completely relieved. The bomb placed on the train did not match the two previous bombs, nor did the amount of stolen explosives.
What exactly does this person want to do? Did I do something too extreme in my previous reasoning?
This made Conan Edogawa think of the Tsukikage Island case that had just ended not long ago. He was determined to catch the murderer but did not take the murderer's feelings into consideration, forcing him into a desperate situation and almost killing him.
He clenched his fists, feeling a little panicked, and was very worried that this revenge was due to his radicalism.
The train stopped smoothly at the platform. Genta Kojima put his hands on his waist and declared that he was going to eat eel rice to soothe his wounded young heart. Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya also promptly complained that Genta just wanted to find an excuse to eat eel rice.
Yoshida Ayumi was about to ask Conan if he wanted to go to Dr. Agasa's house to play together, but she found that he was absent-minded. She approached him suspiciously and asked:
"Conan, why are you going that way? Aren't you going to the doctor's house with us?"
"Hmm? Ah, I won't go. I have something to ask Uncle Maori."
"Well, be careful on the road."
"You too, have fun."
Conan Edogawa, who was worried, found a small corner where no one was around after making sure that the Junior Detective League was not following him. He dialed Sosuke Toji's number, and the other party answered the call very quickly.
"Hey, Brother Yingsi, has the bomb been defused?"
"Not yet, but we have arranged the most professional team to solve it, don't worry." Fujiwara Yu had just sent Matsuda Jinpei off the car. He was groping for change in his trouser pocket, preparing to buy himself a cup of iced lemon tea to refresh himself and quench his thirst.
"Brother Yingsi, did that criminal call you again later?"
"No, and he uses a different number every time he calls. It's impossible to find him." Fujiwara Yu sipped the drink in the cup, thinking that three-quarters of the explosives had not been found. Even drinking his favorite drink could not make his frown smoother.
"Is that so? Where are you now, Brother Yingsi? Would it be convenient for you to pick me up? I'm at Shinagawa Station."
"Okay, wait for me at the west exit. It'll take me about fifteen minutes to drive there."
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