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

Therefore, the bodyguards of the Suzuki Group immediately set their sights on these "suspicious persons".

"Wait a minute, what are you planning to do?"

The leading bodyguard asked Bai Ma Tan seriously.

Detective Hakuba just glanced at the plainclothes officer next to him, and the plainclothes officer took out his ID without hesitation. The ID clearly stated the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Criminal Division, as well as his name, photo and police number.

"We are police officers from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. There may be high-yield explosives inside the Tokyo National Stadium."

"Some of the explosives may be installed at the special observation platform. Please cooperate with us in the bomb disposal. Otherwise, when the bomb explodes, the consequences will be unbearable for you."

The plainclothes police officer said seriously.

Suddenly, the bodyguards of the Suzuki Group looked at each other and began to hesitate.

No, my buddy only gets a fixed salary of over 100,000 yen. How can he handle such a big pot?

Before they could send someone back to explain to Shiro Suzuki, Shiro Suzuki noticed the situation here. He had a brief conversation with the middle-aged man with a child next to him, and then walked towards this side.

The chairman of the Suzuki Group looked quite unassuming and asked cheerfully.

"Detective Hakuba, what's going on?"

Hakuba Tan adjusted his hat in surprise, and then his eyes fell on the person who had just talked to Suzuki Shiro, but from this angle he couldn't see his face, he could only see the child next to him——

The child was wearing red clothes and looked very similar to the child of a high-ranking official in the Metropolitan Police Department in Hakuba's memory.

Hideki Moroboshi————If he remembered correctly, the child's name was Hideki Moroboshi, and his grandfather was Norio Moroboshi of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, the Deputy Director of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Hakuba's father happens to be the director-general of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. The two are equivalent to the principal and deputy. Although Hakuba has not met this deputy many times, the other party seems to have an impression of him.

That's good, at least I don't have to spend more time explaining.

He looked at Suzuki Shiro and revealed shocking information as soon as he opened his mouth——

"Director Suzuki, there is a high-powered bomb under your seat."

Shiro Suzuki:?

Is Zundu fake? Is it really that scary?

No matter what he thought, since the safety of his own life and his wife was involved, Shiro Suzuki, who had always been regarded as having bronchitis by outsiders, also became tough. Without saying a word, he led Bai Ma Tan to the special viewing seats.

On the way, Bai Ma Tan suddenly mentioned.

"By the way, Director Suzuki, you should have the phone number of the director of Nichimi TV, right?"

"Could you please contact him and ask him to temporarily stop the Nichimi TV broadcast from focusing on your location? If the terrorists see us approaching your previous position, they might become desperate and resort to extreme measures."

Although it is unlikely that terrorists will use live television broadcasts to determine the situation at the event.

But it is definitely not zero - after all, there are no surveillance cameras in the stadiums and audience seats.

Shiro Suzuki nodded, took out his cell phone from his pocket without saying a word, and then called the director of Nichimi TV. There was no need to talk about being friendly or not.

As one of the largest conglomerates in Tokyo, Nichimi TV is nothing compared to him.

As long as he asked the director of Nichimi TV to do this, as long as the director still had a brain and didn't want to go bankrupt, the director would definitely do as he said - this was even safer than the police notifying the director.

Ai Haibara, who had been sitting in the audience seats slightly below, took out a pair of plain glasses from somewhere.

She put on her plain glasses and then rubbed the frame with her fingers. Suddenly, the situation on the other side of Bai Ma Tan was magnified within the range of her lenses, and finally she could see the situation over there clearly.

This is a new piece of equipment that Dr. Agasa worked overtime to create after he discovered that Yan Shuangying was ridiculously strong.

If Conan hadn't run away with Mouri Ran yesterday, it would have been Conan who would have tested the glasses instead of Haibara Ai, who doesn't like trouble.

"Doc, that detective who looks like Sherlock Holmes is defusing a bomb."

She said quietly and calmly.

Dr. Agasa next to him had been immersed in the game, but suddenly came to his senses and remembered the bomb. He broke out in a sweat on his back, but when he heard what Ai said, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, it's so dangerous to watch a football game these days.

If I had known earlier that I could have made a simple mine-sweeping device, I would use it to scan for bombs before watching movies or football games. I will make it after this event is over!

Wow————

The empty panels beneath the special viewing seats were removed.

Bai Matan's gaze fell on the dial of the time bomb, the time of which was about to return to zero. His pupils suddenly shrank, and then he immediately stretched out his hand. The person next to him understood and handed him a simple tool.

He skillfully removed the bomb's outer casing, then grabbed a pair of pliers and cut off the red wire inside.

drop----

The time on the time bomb dial returns to zero and the danger is over.

The deputy director of the Moroboshi Metropolitan Police Department looked at the Hakuba detective's skillful movements with some surprise.

There’s a reason why these high school student detectives have become a media trend. They are able to complete the bomb disposal operation so quickly and in such a short time – they are truly worthy of being called famous detectives!

However, before the Deputy Director of the Moroboshi Metropolitan Police Department could say anything.

A violent explosion suddenly came from the main entrance of Tokyo National Stadium!

The aftermath of the explosion continued to spread along the walls of the building!

Bai Ma Tan's head shot up, and he turned to look towards the main entrance. A look of surprise finally appeared on his calm face. It shouldn't be like that. Why was there a bomb there? And with such a small yield?

Could it be that his reasoning was wrong, and the one who made the correct deduction was Nanatsuki Koshimizu?!

Is the terrorists' goal really to use a series of low-power explosions to cause panic, forcing that mysterious urban legend to emerge and confront them head-on?!

"Sorry, excuse me. Please come backstage with me immediately!"

He stood up and hurriedly walked towards the backstage with several plainclothes police officers.

Deputy Superintendent Moroboshi glanced at the crowd that had begun to panic and frowned slightly.

But the next moment, a voice amplified by some unknown means echoed inside the arena—

"Please calm down! Maintain order and avoid a stampede!"

"The police are currently exchanging fire with terrorists backstage. The main entrance has been blown down, so you can only leave through the side door. However, the side door will inevitably lead through the backstage area, and you'll most likely be caught in the crossfire between the police and terrorists!"

"Please trust the police! Please trust the police!"

The deputy director of the Metropolitan Police Department, Moroboshi, understood.

Now, it's time for him, as the deputy director of the Metropolitan Police Department, to play his role!

Chapter 81 Gin Red Warm Form! (3/5)

Rumble!

When the explosion occurred, the people in the backstage felt it especially clearly!

Hattori Heiji was confused and judged the location of the explosion based on the vibration, then he frowned.

————This is the main gate of Tokyo National Stadium!

But why was it only this amount? No, why didn't the other team that was working separately complete the bomb disposal?

He judged that the Black Organization's goal was to destroy the Tokyo National Stadium and cause maximum casualties, so the main gate would definitely be blown up, but the equivalent would definitely not be enough to cause a chain collapse in the area near the main gate.

And the bombs in other planned locations were not detonated either.

"Damn, what a rubbish detonator!?"

After the explosion, Hattori Heiji saw the guy with long silver hair take out a red detonator switch from his arms.

Then, a dangerous smile appeared on the corner of the guy's mouth, and he pressed the switch directly.

And then——nothing happened.

So Gin threw the detonator switch in his hand to the ground and stepped on it hard, but it didn't break.

He became red and warm, really red and warm.

Only the Black Organization uses others as guns. When has anyone ever dared to use the Black Organization as a gun?

I wanted to follow that guy and have a series of explosions, but the detonator in my house was completely ineffective. Not a single bomb exploded. It's likely that all of them were dismantled by the police————

Was it because his professionalism was not good enough that the police were able to find the bomb he had planted, or was it because that guy's professionalism was too high?!

Gin took out the communicator from his arms, and then he said viciously.

"Now, immediately, start Plan B!"

The famous detective with slightly dark skin narrowed his eyes.

He didn't know what this guy's Plan B was.

Tick, tick, tick.

Footsteps came from the corner of the corridor behind him. Hattori Heiji subconsciously turned around and saw a group of plainclothes police officers from Osaka who were sent to dismantle the bomb on the other side, and they even brought a few innocent citizens with them.

He immediately gestured for them not to come over now.

Coming over now would be equivalent to sending these innocent citizens who were rescued to their deaths. We have almost used up this guy’s ammunition, so we don’t want to cause any more casualties for no reason!

The team leader, Yusuke Sakata, saw Hattori Heiji's gesture and immediately nodded.

He stretched out his hand to stop Asai Narumi and other team members beside him.

Then, he whispered.

"I looked at the schematics before I came here. No matter which side exit it is, it's quite far from here. The killer shouldn't be able to escape. By the way, Doctor Asai, where is he now?"

There is naturally no need to say much about this "he".

These plainclothes police officers in Osaka may not have understood who this nickname referred to, but as Yan Shuangying's assistant, Asai Narumi naturally knew that Sakata Yusuke was referring to Yan Shuangying who was also in the background.

However, Yan Shuangying had asked him to stay where he was to defuse the bomb and then continued to move forward.

The backstage here is a circle, and it should be at Yan Shuangying's speed.

They should have been pushed to the other side by now, but they haven't appeared yet. They must have encountered some trouble, or they have simply left the Tokyo National Stadium for other reasons.

Therefore, Asai Narumi could only shake his head at this moment, indicating that he didn't know.

"...a troublesome little brat."

Gin, who was surrounded by plainclothes officers from the Metropolitan Police Department and Osaka, said coldly.