When Sugawa Gen woke up, a day and a night had passed. Conan, who had watched him fall from a building after being rescued, was left with a deep psychological trauma and stayed with him in the hospital for a day and a night.

Matsuda Jinpei witnessed the man falling from the building as soon as he arrived at the rooftop, and when he found him again, he saw him vomiting blood crazily. He was annoyed and angry. He wanted to grab the guy lying on the hospital bed with a pale face and beat him up. In the end, he stayed in the hospital for a day after dealing with the follow-up.

The two of them sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the guy on the bed.

Therefore, when Qichuan Yuan opened his eyes again, he was startled by two pairs of dark blue eyes with heavy dark circles.

"You... didn't sleep?" Qichuan Yuan moved his head, and for the first time in his life, he felt a little guilty and humiliated.

Conan dead fish eyes: "Ah, because I was moved by someone's bravery and righteousness and couldn't sleep."

Matsuda Jinpei rubbed his hands together, his blue eyes narrowed slightly, and he exuded a bad aura that was not easy to mess with. "Ah, I feel very satisfied after being stimulated by someone's strong adventurous spirit."

"You actually took this kid with you to do something on your own. Are you turning a deaf ear to my words?"

Matsuda Jinpei put his arm around Sugawa Gen's neck and rubbed his subordinate's hairy curly head hard.

"Officer Matsuda is so rude, cough cough... I'm still a patient..."

Qichuan Yuan dodged as a routine procedure, and was rubbed back and forth by him with an awkward look on his face, and was delighted to get a bird's nest.

Conan peeled the orange for him and felt very lucky. "Fortunately, you were lucky. The shed downstairs caught you and you weren't seriously injured."

I didn't touch Gin. Qichuan Yuan swallowed the orange and nodded calmly: "My luck has always been good."

Conan, Matsuda: ..

"I told you you're fat and you're out of breath. Matsuda Jinpei let go of him and sat down on the bed with a mixture of anger and amusement. "Why did you rush in when you knew there was a bomb there? Are you a superman? Can you handle the bomb? You're just adding fuel to the fire. Don't you have any idea?"

As he spoke, his anger suddenly flared up. "Also, you are 26 years old now, not 6. Don't you understand that Conan is immature? Don't you know that you should avoid danger?"

Conan was implicated innocently, and sat on the bed in confusion, listening to the police officer's angry lecture.

Gen Sugawa seemed to be sitting on the bed and listening to the lecture obediently. However, he had already ridden the wild donkey of his thoughts and was wandering around, thinking about the big brother who saved him.

Did Big Brother pretend to be rescued by Dapeng before leaving? He didn't even bring his beloved gun this time. Did he actually save Amamiya Nanako? Did he suddenly have a burst of kindness? What was Big Brother doing here? Did the bomb have anything to do with him?

Oh, and the bomb!

Sugawa Gen's thoughts paused, and he looked at Matsuda Jinpei, "Was the bomb a time bomb, or was it detonated by someone?"

"Detonation, speaking of bombs, Matsuda Jinpei became serious, "The one who installed the bomb was a female high school student, one of the students that Mr. Eto took away."

"How many did you take away?"

"Twelve, five boys and seven girls. I don't know how this girl got so many bombs. In the end, we collected the fragments and were able to assemble a total of thirty stabilizers. This is a relatively intact one, and some have been blown to rubble. But just looking at the explosions on the upper floors, there are no less than five bombs installed on each floor."

Qichuan Yuan didn't really care about this. He nodded and asked, "Do you understand why?"

Conan's expression was complicated, and he spoke hesitantly: "She said it was for freedom."

For freedom?

"So she blew herself up and dragged a dozen people with her?"

Qichuan Yuan sneered. What is freedom? It is to pursue what you want consciously, rather than to destroy what you have. "She doesn't think that the explosion will send her to heaven to embrace freedom, right?"

This was indeed the idea, Conan silently confirmed. When the girl was arrested, she admitted her crime in a very good manner, but she smiled morbidly:

"When we go to heaven, we will embrace freedom and watch those evil people who have committed heinous crimes suffer in the eighteen levels of hell. Let them go to the devil!"

"But I heard from the students who were rescued that they were all victims. These students were people whose parents didn't care about them and who didn't have much presence in school. There was a criminal group that specifically targeted such groups and committed all kinds of sexually perverted and extremely disgusting crimes."

Matsuda Jinpei frowned in disgust. "Why do people like this exist in society?"

He sighed and continued to explain, "These children were filmed and photographed, and they were threatened every week. We sent them for physical examinations, and their bodies were covered with bruises. Some children even had scars all over their bodies. They only dared to wear long shirts and long pants outside of school, and they tried their best to cover up inside the school.

Teacher Eto accidentally discovered the injuries on one of the students, and after asking, he found out that there was more than one victim.

Matsuda Jinpei pursed his lips, as if relieved, "But the Investigation Division has already found them through clues provided by the victims. With the joint efforts of several departments this time, they will definitely be caught."

Really? Conan and Sugawa Gen looked dead in sync, totally unconvinced.

Qichuan Yuan swayed his body lazily back and forth, and suddenly asked: "Which girl has long hair or short hair?"

"Short hair, Matsuda Jinpei stuffed the pillow behind his back, "What's wrong?"

Instead of answering, Sugawa Gen continued to ask, "Brown eyes, a small white birthmark on the face that looks like a spot, and a red mole in the right eyebrow?"

Matsuda Jinpei looked at him in confusion. "It should be. The birthmark on the face is correct, but I'm not sure about the mole in the eyebrow. How did you know?"

Qichuan Yuan lay lightly on the pillow and said calmly, "Oh, isn't this the murderer in the cafe case? I have a deep impression of him."

"What?" Conan's eyes widened in shock. "Is it the same person?"

"That's right."

Qichuan Yuan felt uncomfortable sitting there, so he moved and shrank into the quilt, leaving only his eyes exposed.

Matsuda Jinpei looked at him incredulously, "How do you even know this feature?"

"Because it's very special." Saigawa Gen looked at him calmly, "The marks on his face are very special."

"Just like Matsuda and Conan both have blue eyes, ah, mine too, so it's easy to remember."

Conan still couldn't believe it: "But how can you be sure that these two people are the same person?"

Qichuan Yuan thought for a while, and looked at Conan very sincerely, "Would you believe me if I said it was just my intuition?"

Conan Half Moon Eyes: Do you think I would believe it?

"This is indeed my intuition. It's not surprising that someone who can walk away from the crime scene with a smile after killing someone would do something crazy. And the school uniform she wore on the day of the murder is enough to prove her courage. She is not afraid of being recognized at all. The quarrel at that time may not only be because she stabbed the deceased, but more likely the deceased was angry because she saw that she dared to hurt her in the past."

Just like the previous male protagonist who committed a series of lawless acts because the female protagonist betrayed him, when the perpetrator is stabbed back by the victim, he will inevitably feel rebellious and violent. The smart thing about this student was that he used this point to successfully escape from the scene.

But Qichuan Yuan didn't want to say more, and ended the topic hastily, "But you don't need to know these things. Just know that the murderer and the bomber are the same person."

Matsuda Jinpei ruffled his soft curly hair with a complicated expression and didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Conan's cell phone rang. It was Mao Li Ran asking him to go home. It happened that Sugawa Gen also woke up. He said goodbye to the two of them and left the hospital.

"By the way, do you still remember Kenji?" Jinpei Matsuda asked the drowsy Gento Sugawa.

Who is it?

Qichuan Yuan was startled, and all the sleepiness in his head disappeared. Who is the second-year graduate student?

Although he was very confused, he still looked at Matsuda Jinpei calmly. But Matsuda Jinpei sighed and instantly understood his cover-up, "Okay, stop pretending. If you don't remember, just say it. You used to be straightforward. When did you develop this habit?"

This sentence made Qichuan Gen's heart tighten. Did Matsuda mean that he had seen through his disguise before?

He secretly looked at Matsuda Jinpei's natural and disgusted expression and breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he probably didn't notice that he was wrong.

"I told you two to get to know each other better before, but after that incident, there was no chance for you to do that. Now that you are back in China, why don't you get to know each other better and make friends? Are you willing?"

It turns out that I have never met the second-year graduate student before?

Qichuan Yuan nodded a little slowly, "Okay."

Matsuda Jinpei smiled, put the pillow in place for him, waved, and walked out with his phone, "Well, you have a good rest, I'll go talk to him about dinner."

Qichuan Yuan watched the police officer leave the room. The plain white door closed, and the funny green frog pendant behind the door swayed exaggeratedly. The joy in his heart faded away little by little with its swaying.

He realized belatedly, why did he care so much about what Jinpei Matsuda thought?

He thought about it, maybe it was because the police officer was the first friend he had ever made. But the person the police officer knew was Sugawa Gen, everything he knew was also about Sugawa Gen, all his care was for Sugawa Gen, he was just a thief who stole someone else's friendship.

Qichuan Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the dazzlingly white quilt, chuckled, and then narrowed his eyes in pleasure.

But what does it matter? He is a villain. What villains love most is to steal someone's love. Would he care about the feelings of a person who is suspected to be dead? No.

So, my dear Qichuan Yuan, thank you so much for sending so many people to me. I will take good care of them for you.

Qichuan Yuan closed his eyes, sighed, and then opened them again, revealing blue eyes full of helplessness. He hid under the quilt and muttered, "Ah, I am indeed a qualified villain."