Sign in from Mihua Special Street

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"call..."

Xu Yang, who was prompted by the system, breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the middle-aged man who was tied up by the bomb.

"Uncle, what's going on? Why are you like this?"

"Just... I was in the toilet just now, and I was beaten unconscious, and I woke up like this..."

"Is that so?" Xu Yang frowned, and continued to ask, "Does the gangster have any demands?"

"He...he said that the person who asked to send the red T-shirt came forward, otherwise he would detonate the bomb..."

"Huh!?" When Xu Yang heard this, he felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar.

It seems to be a case that happened in the world of Conan...

However, judging from the current situation, even if the person who gave the t-shirt was on the scene, it is impossible to take the initiative to stand up.

Shaking his head, Xu Yang said to the uncle with his eyes: "Uncle, take out the T-shirt and see what's going on!"

Soon, the red t-shirts in the bag were laid out in a row.

Xu Yang bent down to observe, and noticed at a glance that there were torn fragments of express receipts on the bag containing the t-shirt.

"Seven, six, five weeks ago the red t-shirts were delivered as two, four weeks for some reason only had one, and three weeks, two weeks, and one week ago it was back to two..."

Xu Yang muttered to himself, frowning.

Except for one piece delivered in the fourth week, the other time periods seem to be normal.

But this kind of information is too fragmentary to see anything at all...

"Yang Jun, there seems to be something in this bag!"

"It's also in here! It seems to be the receipt when I bought these T-shirts, but it looks like it has been torn!"

Xu Yang turned around and found that the second daughter had arrived behind him at some point, checking the bag containing the T-shirt.

"You..." Xu Yang was stunned for a while.

"Yangjun, one more person means more strength!" Yuanzi looked at the man in front of him seriously.

Now that she has a choice, it is her wish to stick to the choice.

She couldn't watch Xu Yang walk alone.

"What Yuanzi said is that we can help!" Xiaolan nodded in agreement, and carefully placed the broken receipt on the ground.

"Thank you..." Xu Yang murmured, and began to observe the receipts on the ground.

The receipt was neatly torn, and the shipping address in the upper left corner was torn off.

In addition to vaguely seeing the iconic pattern of Mihua Department Store, Xu Yang found that the purchase time of these red T-shirts was 12:28!

"Eh? This t-shirt is a bit weird!?"

Hearing what Xiaolan said, Xu Yang hastily asked:

"Xiaolan, did you find anything?"

"Hmm! The folding method of the T-shirt sent in the fourth week seems a bit strange, look! That's it!"

After speaking, Xiaolan spread out the T-shirt and completely restored the original folding method along the creases.

"Eh!? This is..."

(ps: Hey! The world of Conan! It’s better to write a case transition! In addition, the protagonist also needs some changes!)

Chapter 12 Break!The true identity of the bomber

"Group No. [-] is ready and has arrived at the designated stairway!"

"The No. [-] team is ready and has arrived at the designated escalator!"

"The No. [-] team is on standby at any time, supporting the No. [-] and No. [-] teams at all times!"

...

Outside the Mihua Department Store, the police have kept all the nearby melon-eaters out of the cordon, and the mobile team and the explosion-proof team of the Metropolitan Police Department have all been in place.

As long as there is an order from above, they will start to act immediately!

"Om-!"

Accompanied by a passionate friction sound, a police car galloped from a distance and stood on the side of the road.

The car door opened, and a fat man wearing a hat and an orange windbreaker and a tall, heroic woman came out.

It is Meguro Shisan, the person in charge of the First Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police Department, and his subordinate Miwako Sato!

"Satou, you know everything, right? What do you think?" Lowering the brim of his hat that was blown by the autumn wind, a look of irritability appeared on Megure's face.

There are more and more cases in Tokyo!

The previous bank robbery is still in the process of collecting evidence,

Unexpectedly, the explosion threat case happened directly, which directly aroused the anger of the above.

So a death order was specially issued, and he must be allowed to handle this case well.

It's really the boss who opens his mouth, and the subordinates run away...

"The police department, the first thing to consider is the authenticity of the bomb!" Miwako Sato looked solemnly at the Mihua Department Store that had been isolated, and continued to add:

"But we have to be fully prepared!"

"Indeed!" Mumu Police Department nodded thoughtfully after hearing this.

He understood what Miwako Sato meant.

Although Tokyo has some loopholes to smuggle dangerous goods, there are too many bombs that can hold a floor hostage.

The average suspect simply doesn't have that access.

What's more, it is impossible for the police to not receive any news of such a bomb entering Tokyo.

However, even if the authenticity of the bomb is debatable,

They also cannot let down their vigilance and must be highly vigilant at all times.

If one of the six suspected bomb bags is real, there will be tragic consequences.

"The trouble is, both the sender of the red T-shirt and the prisoner are hiding in the dark..." Thinking of this, Miwako Sato sighed.

If the prisoner is in the clear, they can mobilize the SAT sniper team to snipe.

(By the way: SAT is Japan's professional anti-terrorist special surprise attack force)

And, it turned out to be a bomb case again...

Thinking of this, Sato Miwako looked a little dazed.

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Mihua department store, clothing level.

After communicating with the shopping guide lady, Xu Yang and his team came to the sports counter selling red T-shirts.

"Miss, do you have any impression of the person who bought this red T-shirt at noon?"

"This... this..." The clerk who was asked looked puzzled, held his chin and thought for a while, and finally shook his head.

"How could it be? The other party comes to buy the same red T-shirt at the same time every week, so they usually have an impression?" Yuanzi frowned, looking at the clerk with a look of scrutiny.

"But I really don't have any impression..." The clerk looked blank, then turned his head and added, "Every time I receive a product from a customer, I will hand it to Seta at the cashier..."

Following the clerk's line of sight, Xu Yang found a woman in a professional short skirt hiding inside the door, carefully looking outside.

what!

Fixed 12:28! ?

A flash of light flashed through his mind, and Xu Yang instantly felt that he had an idea.

He knew from the beginning that 12:28 must be a special time, so the person who sent the red T-shirt issued a receipt at this time every time.

But it is impossible for ordinary customers to control the time so accurately, let alone be noticed by the clerk...

...

Seemingly seeing that the clerk was not lying, Yuanzi thought for a while and asked a question: "Yang Jun, you said before that the left part was to hide the mailing address, but why did you tear off the right part?"

As one of the heirs carefully cultivated by the Suzuki Consortium, although Yuanzi looks carefree, his inner delicacy and thinking are far superior to ordinary people.

According to her impression, there should be no important information on the right side of the receipt...

"Of course it's to attract others' attention!" Xu Yang replied directly, and then asked with a smile, "What do you think the shape of that receipt looks like?"

Yuanzi and Xiaolan looked at each other and replied at the same time: "Like a mountain!"

"That's right! This is the truth." Xu Yang confirmed the second daughter's guess.

The left and right ends are torn off, leaving only the slender part in the middle, no matter how you say it, it will remind people of mountain peaks!

Not sure how it went, but apparently the cashier lady kept sending the red t-shirt to the glasses man for some reason.

However, according to Xu Yang's speculation, it should be something like revenge...

Thinking of this, Xu Yang didn't want to waste any more brain cells, and said directly to the cash register: "Miss Seta, no, maybe I should call you the sender, don't you plan to say something?"

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After a long time,

The three returned to the place where the T-shirts were placed.

The uncle with the glasses strapped to the bomb couldn't wait to come forward and ask, "How is it? Did you find anything? Can you find out the sender?"

"Hehe!" Yuanzi first showed a mocking expression.

Through the communication with Seta, they thoroughly figured out the ins and outs.

The seemingly simple uncle in front of him probably killed Miss Seta's father on the snowy mountain in order to conceal the fact of embezzling public funds.

Even, he is the real bomber himself!

"What's the matter!?" The glasses uncle was surprised on the surface, but actually there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Will not!

I did it so secretly, how could anyone find out!

"Uncle, do you remember what I asked you before?" Xu Yang sneered.

"Um!?"

"You said you were beaten unconscious in the toilet, how did you know the bomber asked for it?"

"That, that's because...he left a note for me!" The glasses man broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly added, "Look! He also left a kidnapping note, even my son was kidnapped!"

"Red bean paste!?" Seeing the kidnapping book, the two girls were stunned at the same time.

"So this is your purpose!"

Xu Yang looked at the glasses man in front of him calmly, "Put yourself in the position of a vulnerable group, increase the danger of the sender, and give him mental pressure!"

"Forcing her to stand up by herself, you'd better do it later!"

boom!

Bang bang bang!

The uncle with glasses felt his heart beating wildly, as if being held by someone.

His little thoughts were completely seen through by the young man in front of him!

This man—

Who is it! ?

(PS: make up the owed update on the 31st)

Chapter 13 Goodbye Police Flower, Shura Field!

"Why, can't you speak?" Xu Yang looked down at the trembling man in glasses and gradually approached him.

"You...don't come here!"