Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

If we can control that silver-haired man, at least one security risk can be resolved.

"Huh? Someone suspected of being a killer? Have you dealt with killers many times?"

Hattori Heiji, who was squatting next to him, raised his head and looked at Hakuba Tan.

After realizing that this guy was ignoring him as usual, he clicked his tongue, then looked down at the structural drawings of the Tokyo National Stadium spread out on the ground, and then spoke to the Osaka plainclothes police officer next to him.

"If there really were bombs planted in this place, they would definitely be in the locations I drew."

"Although I don't know much about this terrorist organization, if they are truly a powerful organization, then they must have done in-depth research on the placement of explosives. If they are truly experts, they would definitely place them in these locations..."

"That's not right. Would the Black Organization really use such a large amount of explosives to carry out a five-point explosion?"

The mastermind of Detective Koshien, Nanatsuki Koshimizu, tilted her head and put forward her own ideas.

"Is it possible to choose a less powerful, more conservative blasting method?"

"The Black Organization's goal couldn't possibly be to actually kill the 57,000 people at the Tokyo National Stadium. Their actions were most likely intended to lure out the urban legend and kill them. If I were him, I would use a low-yield bomb."

"Detonate one bomb every once in a while to cause panic among the crowd, and then use the live broadcast of Nichimi TV to force the urban legend to reveal itself. Therefore, in my opinion, the bombs should be set in these locations——"

However, before Nanatsuki Koshimizu could clearly outline the large amount of explosives, a sound came from a slightly higher place.

"Miss, is that really the case?"

Hakuba Tan smiled as he looked at the chairman and his wife of the Suzuki Group who were sitting in the special seats.

A falcon fell from the sky and landed on his shoulder. The faint smell of blood made him frown slightly.

Then he said.

"When Mr. Hattori and I entered the venue, we heard the staff say that Japanese police officers had entered this area yesterday for inspections, and only a portion of them had left. I think the remaining personnel were probably conducting patrols and inspections."

"However, these people have now disappeared without a trace and seem to be just there in the background doing nothing."

"I'm thinking, if these people can be eliminated without making a sound, then we must control the monitoring room. But if we want to reach the monitoring room, we will definitely engage in a firefight with the patrolling Japanese police..."

Bai Ma Tan finally came to a conclusion.

"Unless, the monitoring room was controlled from the beginning, and members of the criminal gang were in the monitoring room from the beginning."

"Who has the ability to do something like this? Who would benefit the most from it? I believe it's the Axe Zaibo, who recently moved into Tokyo and are trying to compete with the Suzuki Group for space."

"They made their fortunes during the Great War, using the gold mines and arms business to reach their peak, then quickly declined due to external factors. However, in recent years, they have quickly become wealthy again through underworld business. Killing off competitors is common for the Fujiang chaebol."

"If this time the Axe Zaiba group is trying to repeat their old tricks in Tokyo and take out the chairman and the wife of the Suzuki Group..."

The famous detective who studied abroad in England and was COSing Sherlock Holmes drew a big circle near the special seats for the event.

He said firmly.

"There must be enough explosives here to allow everyone in the special seats to go to the land of abundant water and grass."

————Can’t we just say heaven?

Hattori Heiji looked at the guy who used long and difficult sentences intentionally or unintentionally with some dissatisfaction.

It seems that his Osaka accent is getting stronger and stronger!

Watching Hattori Heiji and Hakuba Tan fighting against each other.

Nanatsuki Koshimizu sighed and began to doubt her own thoughts.

Three detectives came up with three different answers.

Obviously, all three answers cannot be correct.

It seems that they are going to act separately?

"It seems that there is a disagreement. Let's act separately."

Bai Ma Tan stood up, bowed slightly, and then walked towards the special seat with Falcon.

Looking at Hakuba Tan's back, Hattori Heiji narrowed his eyes and was about to ask if it was okay for Hakuba Tan to go alone.

But then he saw two plainclothes police officers appearing out of nowhere and keeping up with the White Horse Detective.

He curled his lips, not intending to pay attention to Hakuba Tan, and turned to look at Yueshui Nanatsuki.

However, the former high school female detective also stood up. She took out her cell phone and seemed to have received a message from someone. She greeted him with a smile and said goodbye, then left on her own.

Seeing these two funny detectives, Hattori Heiji suddenly missed Kudo.

Although Kudo Shinichi is a bit arrogant, at least he won't do anything like splitting up the group————

But why does this guy always run into crime wherever he goes? I just called him and he said he's trapped in the mountains, there's a murder going on, he just finished a fight with Kaito Kidd, and now he's waiting for the police to send a helicopter to pick them up.

"Oh, forget it, let's leave him alone and go!"

Hattori Heiji rolled up the drawing in his hand and casually put it into his pocket.

They immediately took action together with the plainclothes police officers sent by the Osaka Police Headquarters.

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At the same time, outside a villa on a high mountain.

Edogawa Conan sat on the stool in a daze, looking at the clouds in the distance.

Uncle Maori was wailing behind him that he had bought a ticket for the Emperor's Cup football final but couldn't use it.

As for Kaito Kidd? That bastard just ran off on his hang glider!

All the high school detectives in the Tokyo area are defused at the Tokyo National Stadium. Guess who can't make it?

"If I had known that Kaito Kidd would go under the alias Doi Takeki to attend the party, I wouldn't have come..."

Chapter 77: Do good people deserve to be pointed at guns? (4/5)

Nanatsuki Koshimizu dared to act alone, of course she had her own reasons————

Because Yan Shuangying had already brought Asai Narumi into the Tokyo National Stadium, now she was asked to go over and join them.

No kidding, even if Hakuba Tang and Hattori Heiji and the two groups of plainclothes police officers following them were tied together, they might not be able to defeat Yan Shuangying. With the big guy leading the team so well, why would he still fight in the wild with his teammates?

The former high school female detective quickly walked towards the backstage on the other side.

However, she didn't notice that a pair of eyes were watching her.

"...Doctor, I saw a half-human, half-ghost helper."

Ai Haibara, who was brought by Professor Agasa to watch the football match, stared at the moving Nanatsuki Koshimizu.

Then she turned around and said to Dr. Agasa.

The fat old doctor turned around immediately, but saw nothing.

Genta, who was sitting with Dr. Agasa, was startled by Dr. Agasa's actions and asked quickly.

"Dr. Agasa, what happened?"

"Nothing, nothing..."

Dr. Agasa smiled awkwardly and waved his hand.

He leaned towards Haibara Ai and whispered.

"Ai, did you really see Urban Legend's helper? Doesn't that mean Urban Legend is here too?"

"Could there really be explosives inside the Tokyo National Stadium? Then wouldn't we..."

Dr. Agasa is in awe of the urban legend of "half-human, half-ghost, the best with a sharpshooter."

Because wherever Yan Shuangying went, blood flowed like a river and floods broke out.

This is simply the god of death walking in the world with the aura of death!

Therefore, when Haibara Ai mentioned half-human, half-ghost, he was immediately shocked and wondered whether it was true that there were explosives buried here.

"The Tokyo National Stadium might actually be set up with explosives. Look, there are so many plainclothes officers over there."

Xiao Ai pointed towards the backstage entrance with an expressionless face.

Dr. Agasa turned his head and saw, as expected, several plainclothes police officers following a high school detective who looked more like "Sherlock Holmes" than the so-called "Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei Era" towards the special seats for the tournament.

Suddenly, he swallowed, felt his heart tighten, and spoke quickly.

"If there really is a bomb, then don't we have to evacuate now? I'll take you out..."

"You'll die if you go out."

Haibara Ai's voice remained calm.

"If plainclothes officers are only taking action now, it's likely that they've only just confirmed that there's a bomb that needs to be defused. The urban legend is spreading, which means the person who planted the bomb is still behind the scenes. He's here to deal with the terrorists."

"If you take us away with you, we'll definitely have to pass through the backstage area. If Yuantai and the others do something irrational, we might become targets or hostages of terrorists. It's best not to do that."

"Besides that, Dr. Agasa, please give me your simple speaker."

The girl said firmly.

"If there's an explosion, it will cause panic among the 56,000 spectators. There will be a serious stampede, and someone will have to maintain order—"

"Please ask Dr. Agasa to help cover my departure when the time comes."

She has been deeply aware of the Junior Detective Team's ability to commit suicide since the first day she joined the team.

Now that Conan is no longer there to back them up, it's hard to imagine that these gods won't be beaten to pieces if they run around everywhere. Although she doesn't like the members of the Junior Detective League very much, she doesn't hate them to the point of hating them. The best thing is to ensure everyone's safety.

Dr. Agasa nodded, no longer worried, but watched the game on the field seriously————

There's no point in worrying. It's better to get your money's worth than to be on edge.

call out----

The sound of wind came from backstage.

But if you are really behind the scenes, you will find that this is not just rumors.

It was the sound of a gunshot that was reduced to the extreme by a silencer!

Gin, who had already planned to evacuate the backstage, was still there at this moment, and was fighting with others!

Moreover, the ones who fought with Gin were none other than the plainclothes officers from the Metropolitan Police Department who were ordered by Hakuba to follow Gin!

At this moment, the ace of the Black Organization's operations team had a gloomy look on his face.