I, Kudo Shinichi, the rice flower death god

"What are these two guys, Kazuha and Kudo, doing? Why are they suddenly being followed?"

The little black chicken was hiding behind a mailbox, frowning and feeling very worried.

When he was at the theme restaurant before, the bug was thrown away by Shinichi because he was too far away. He didn't know anything about the bombing.

And Tokyo Tower did not allow children to go up alone, so he could only wait below.

It was during this moment that he discovered that not only did the two of them bring something like a television down, but they were also followed shortly after by someone who didn't look normal.

"Damn it, didn't Kudo realize that someone was following him?!"

The impatient little black chicken wanted to rush up and tell the two of them about this. After all, he was a child now and couldn't do much.

But he was afraid that his appearance would disrupt today's date plan, which made him hesitate.

But soon he had an idea.

When encountering a bad guy, what a primary school student has to do is actually very simple, that is, go to the police.

……

"Huh?! Why are these two brats missing?!"

Turning into a small alley, Mr. Bomb Maniac suddenly realized that he had lost sight of the two of them.

This made him angry and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"(＾Ｕ＾)ノ~ＹＯ"

At this time, a voice sounded in his ears, which seemed to confirm his premonition.

Turning his head suddenly, he only saw a fist getting closer and closer to his face, and his full view was blocked by the sandbag-sized fist.

bang——

The first collision sounded, and Mr. Bomb Maniac lost consciousness.

bang——

The second collision sounded, and Mr. Bomb Mania fell to the ground.

Pulling out a cell phone of the same type as the one on the bomb, Shinichi kicked the guy in the head from his pocket.

Only after making sure that he didn't beat the person to death with excessive force did he reveal a smile.

"What to do next!"

He Ye's face was full of excitement. While asking questions, he did not forget to kick the bomber a few times.

When she listened to Miwako Sato telling about the case information at the theme restaurant, she was very unhappy with this prisoner who took human life as a joke.

"Next..."

The smile on Shinichi's face grew wider, and he was about to explain his plan when he found another uninvited guest walking into the alley.

"Stop! Don't move!"

The familiar voice and familiar lines made him freeze on the spot, looking in disbelief at the policewoman who was getting closer.

How did she come here?

The doubts that filled his stomach disappeared instantly after he caught a glimpse of the dark little head passing by the alley.

Damn it, forget about this little follower!

Because of the bombing, Shinichi's focus was on how to deal with the bomber, and he completely forgot that the little black chicken was still following him.

"Kudo! No need to thank me!"

Secretly reaching out and giving a thumbs up, the little black chicken didn't know where to hide.

Just now, he wanted to find a random patrolman so that he could catch the bomb maniac who was following Shinichi and Kazuha.

But within a few steps, he made a new discovery.

The policeman uncle doesn't have one, but the policewoman does have one.

Although Sato Miwako was wearing a women's suit, the little black chicken could still judge that she was an experienced criminal police through some details.

So I immediately made a small report to her.

The policewoman with a strong sense of justice naturally would not let the crime in front of her go unnoticed. She temporarily put aside the explosion case and quickly followed the direction indicated by the little black chicken to catch up.

Then I saw this scene.

"Really, if you two young lovers don't have a good date, why are you playing cops and thief games?!"

Putting away the gun, Sato Miwako said angrily.

She just saw two people punching and kicking an unconscious man on the ground, but she almost fired a warning shot.

However, she obviously still chose to believe that the two of them would not do anything bad.

“What should I do(;′?`)”

Kazuha held the bomb in both hands and had no choice but to touch Shinichi with his elbow and asked in a low voice.

She still vaguely remembered that the bomber's target was the police, and Shinichi had specifically told her not to involve the police.

So when facing Sato Miwako, she seemed a little panicked.

It was her appearance that made the policewoman suspicious.

"You two aren't really doing anything bad, are you?"

"No! Of course not!"

This kind of answer is like telling others clearly that I feel guilty, so hurry up and get suspicious.

Upon seeing this, Shinichi could only sigh helplessly. It seemed that his plan to imitate Jigsaw Master could only be put on hold for the time being.

"Actually, Heye and I have cracked the code you just left, and by the way, we have captured the bomber."

Pointing to the deep coma Bomb Maniac on the ground with his toes, Shinichi said calmly.

His tone was relaxed, as if he had done something trivial and not worth mentioning.

"...Σ(△|||)︴"

After a short silence, the policewoman failed to maintain her expression control.

Chapter 154 Miwako Sato’s Choice

　　Generally speaking, after arresting a criminal, you need to contact the police in a timely manner.

The policewoman naturally knows this very well.

But she didn't do that. Instead, she looked at the unconscious bomber on the ground, with a cold light in her eyes, mixed with hatred and a hint of madness.

She had arranged Shinichi and Kazuye to the alleyway on the grounds of maintaining the scene. At this moment, there was no one else in this narrow alley, and even the bright summer sunshine could not shine in, giving it a depressing feeling.

She took out a gun from her waist and pointed it at the head of the man on the ground. Miwako Sato's gun-holding hands were shaking.

This kind of situation should not happen for an experienced detective like her, but the flame of revenge in her heart and the belief given by her profession made her completely confused.

At this moment, Mr. Bomb Maniac, who was in a coma, gradually woke up.

When he saw the gun pointed at him, he was frightened on the spot.

"Who are you?! I know! You are the police, right! Those two brats just used to lure me into the bait, right?"

"It's not my fault! You must feel that way too! It's like someone is talking in your heart, telling you to kill whoever you want! You can't blame me! Don't shoot!"

Huddled against the wall on his hands and knees, the frightened Mr. Bomb Maniac had already started talking nonsense.

There was no consideration at all whether these words were begging for mercy or helping Sato Miwako make up her mind.

Tears continued to flow down her cheeks, and the silent crying made this policewoman show a rare soft side.

She never thought that those colleagues who had sacrificed their lives over the years, including the person who was unforgettable in her memory, would die because of this guy!

Sato Miwako's hands were shaking violently, as if she would pull the trigger at any time.

This scene made Kazuo in the alley very worried.

Although she didn't know the specific situation, she could still feel the inner fluctuations of the policewoman because of her delicate mind.

"Miss Miwako won't do anything stupid, right?"

Because she had promised the policewoman, she did not look into the alley, but the more she did, the more uneasy she felt.

He couldn't help but move closer to Shinichi, as if this would make him feel less uneasy.

Shinichi, who was chatting with someone on his cell phone, saw Kazuya's appearance and reached out to stroke her head gently.

The girl's ponytail was like a wilting flower, listless. It swayed a few times with his movements, then stopped moving again.

"How about... I go and have a look?"

Facing her expectant gaze, Shinichi asked tentatively.

"Ok!"

……

The conflicting mood of seeking revenge or adhering to duty is like a poisonous snake, constantly biting Miwako Sato's body, causing her endless pain.

Mr. Bomb Maniac, who was huddled in the corner, thought that his begging for mercy had an effect, and his expression became increasingly ferocious.

Although he looks like he has nowhere to escape now, he actually still holds two trump cards.

One of them is the bomb that He Ye still holds in his hand.

It's just that if he detonates the bomb, he will also be affected by the explosion, so he will not do it unless it is absolutely necessary.

The real reliance was the second bomb he installed somewhere in Tokyo.

The grinning Mr. Bomb Maniac quietly put his hand into his pocket, but found nothing.

"Are you looking for this?"

Looking up following the sound, he was shocked to find that his cell phone, which was used as a bomb detonator, was actually being held by a dark-skinned young man.

"Hattori Heiji? Why are you back again? It's very dangerous here. Leave now!"

Miwako Sato, who was in the middle of a battle between gods and humans, didn't realize there was an extra figure next to her until she heard the sound.