Isn't it very scientific to use the Death Note to kill people?

Ignoring his daughter and Conan's attempts to restrain him, Kogoro Mouri rolled up his sleeves, ready to cause trouble for Tooru Amuro. Amuro, seeing this, rubbed his forehead and shook his head helplessly. Too lazy to explain, and not wanting to cause further trouble, he quickly opened the car door and ducked inside while Ran and Conan were blocking him.

The white Mazda sports car let out a low growl and drove away from the scene without hesitation.

"Don't run! You bastard!" Kogoro Mori roared angrily, still unwilling to give up.

Conan's attention was now completely focused on Kazami Yuya, who was trying to sneak away.

"Wait a minute!" Conan suddenly called out, chasing after Yuya Kazami and shouting, "Uncle!"

When a child called out to him, Kazami Yuya froze, feeling awkward, unsure whether to stay or leave.

Kogoro Mouri also noticed Kazami.

Thinking of the guy he saw on the surveillance footage leading the team, acting all high and mighty as he rummaged through Yoshiki Hayashi's office, his pent-up anger found an outlet: "By the way, you were the one who led the search of Yoshiki's office. I was just about to ask you police what's going on? What's your relationship with Amuro Tooru?! Was he involved in framing Yoshiki?!"

Kogoro Mouri grabbed Yuya Kazami's arm with such force that Kazami groaned in pain.

"No, you've misunderstood, please let go!" Kazami Yuya was a little flustered, trying to break free but not very strong—he still had the injuries he sustained on the day of the bombing.

"father!"

"uncle!"

Ran and Sonoko quickly stepped forward and pulled Kogoro Mouri away.

Eri Kisaki did not step forward to stop Mori.

She stepped forward, her gaze sharp as she looked at Kazami Yuya, her voice calm: "Officer, if you cannot provide a reasonable explanation, I do not mind filing a formal lawsuit against your Ministry of Public Security for defamation and illegal detention. My nephew cannot suffer this injustice in vain."

Kazami Yuya's forehead was sweating slightly.

Surrounded by so many people, especially facing the lawsuit threat from the famous lawyer Eri Kisaki, he was caught off guard for a while.

Seeing Kazami Yuya's panicked and sweaty state, Conan suddenly connected all the clues in his mind like lightning—his silence about Yoshiki's betrayal of the organization on the Suzuki train, his silence about his identity as Shinichi Kudo, and his normal interaction with Yoshiki after the incident... everything was explained by Amuro Tooru's action of standing with Kazami Yuya just now.

I see……

So that's how it is!

The moment Conan realized Amuro Tooru's true identity, he understood the truth behind Hayashi Yoshiki being framed!

He immediately broke into a childlike, innocent smile, and asked as if he were just curious, "Officer, Mr. Amuro... he's actually a police officer from the Public Security Bureau, right?"

Kazami Yuya's expression changed drastically.

Although he forced himself to keep his expression steady, Eri Kisaki still noticed the sudden change in his expression.

The beautiful woman pushed up her glasses, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes behind the lenses: "Officer Kazami seemed quite nervous just now. If not, could you tell me why Mr. Amuro was in the detention center? If you're unwilling to answer, then I'll have to bring this matter to court for further questioning."

"..."

Kazami Yuya's face twisted for a moment.

At that moment, he only felt a headache.

Mr. Furuya's identity has already aroused the suspicion of these troublesome guys. If Eri Kisaki really mentions her speculation about Mr. Furuya's identity in public... even without evidence, once that organization detects the slightest hint of it, Mr. Furuya will only face annihilation!

Mr. Furuya's experience last night was dangerous enough.

"……I see."

His mind raced through several possibilities before he finally sighed resignedly, lowered his voice, and glanced around warily. "Gentlemen, please come with me. I'll explain, but please... please don't make a sound!"

He almost forcibly led the group to a relatively quiet and deserted corner on the side of the detention center.

As soon as they stood still, Kogoro Mouri impatiently demanded, "Tell me quickly, what exactly happened?"

Kazami Yuya looked at the faces in front of him, filled with suspicion, anger, and confusion, especially Eri Kisaki—she had already guessed part of the truth. If Amuro Tooru was a member of the Public Security Bureau, then it would make even more sense for him to frame Oki… In order to avoid the case being treated as an accident, he secretly pinned the blame on Oki and made him suffer this injustice.

The thought of this truth made Eri Kisaki almost unable to suppress her anger.

"Going to the detention center... was actually Mr. Lin's own choice."

After taking a breath, Kazami Yuya began to confess.

After all, he had to tell Amuro Tooru in order to protect his identity.

"His own choice? What a joke!?" Kogoro Mouri's eyes widened.

“I’m not lying. At the time, the bombing was under immense public pressure, and the higher-ups were inclined to close the case as an accident. But Mr. Amuro, realizing something was wrong, believed that only by classifying the case as a criminal case could they buy time to investigate the truth.” Kazami Yuya stared coldly at Kogoro Mouri. “So, he decided to make you, Mr. Mouri, the ‘culprit’.”

"……I?"

When he pointed at himself, Kogoro Mouri was stunned.

Even Eri Kisaki and Conan, who had already guessed part of the truth, were both stunned.

"Because Mr. Mori's status as a famous detective can attract enough public attention. Of course, Mr. Amuro is confident that he can control the situation, and with Mr. Hayashi's help, he will find the real culprit soon. He doesn't intend for you to suffer a true injustice..."

"And then?" Eri's voice was as cold as ice. "How did Yoshiki get involved?"

“Yeah, what does this have to do with Yoshiki-san!” Sonoko exclaimed.

“…After Mr. Hayashi learned of Mr. Amuro’s thoughts, he was furious.” Kazami Yuya’s voice became a little strained. “He couldn’t accept involving the unsuspecting Mr. Mori, so he had a fight with Mr. Amuro. Afterwards, he made a decision behind Mr. Amuro’s back: he demanded that he take Mr. Mori’s place and become the ‘suspect’ himself.”

"Varied--"

"He said that since we absolutely had to have a 'suspect' to buy time, then he would be the one. He was more famous than Mr. Mori, more likely to cause a sensation, and he also... knew better how to deal with the police. He insisted on replacing Mr. Mori, saying that this was the only way to ensure that Mr. Mori would be absolutely safe... Furthermore, he said that once he was inside, he might be able to discover clues that we had overlooked from another angle..."

A deathly silence fell over the corner.

Kogoro Mouri's anger froze.

The only thing visible on that face was astonishment and a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

He never imagined that Ashu would actually jump into that fire pit to protect him...

"That brat... what does he know! He even claims to be more famous than me—!"

He gritted his teeth, but only the awkward pride of a middle-aged man kept him stubborn.

Xiaolan was also stunned. So... Yoshiki-nii was protecting Dad?

Eri closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and her clenched fists trembled slightly. This child… always like this! Taking matters into her own hands, shouldering all the danger!

Conan lowered his head, his glasses reflecting a white light.

The truth was somewhat different from what he initially guessed, but not far off.

What he didn't expect was that Lin Jiashu would choose such an extreme, self-sacrificing way to protect Uncle Mori, which also indirectly forced the police to investigate the truth more thoroughly...that man.

He couldn't help but look up at Xiaolan.

"That bastard Amuro! I even thought he was pretty handsome on the train!" Sonoko yelled angrily.

Looking at the complicated expressions on everyone's faces, Kazami Yuya smiled wryly and said, "So now you understand? This is the result of Mr. Hayashi's discussion with Mr. Amuro and the others... His identity must never be exposed under any circumstances, so it must never be told."

"What a joke! I will never let that traitor who betrayed Asuka's firm get away with it!"

Chapter 39: The things you did that you couldn't tell anyone, do you mean the good things we did together?

The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling as the detention center door slowly opened.

Lin Jiashu squinted slightly, adjusting to the outside light.

He was still wearing the same suit, but after wearing it for several days, there were still some wrinkles no matter how much he tidied it up, and his usually refined and gentle face looked much more unkempt because of the stubble that had grown in the past few days.

"Ah Shu!"

"Brother Jiashu!"

"Little tree..."

Several people who had been waiting outside the detention center for a long time immediately gathered around, their faces showing a mixture of relief and worry.

Kogoro Mouri was the first to rush forward. After checking on Yoshiki Hayashi's condition, he simply patted him hard on the shoulder.

He looked like he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Eri Kisaki stood a step behind.

The usually calm and composed lawyer felt a lump in her throat as she looked at Lin Jiashu's stubble and the faint shadows under his eyes, and her suppressed emotions almost broke down.

She stepped forward, reached out, and gently straightened his collar, her movements almost delicate, and her voice was unusually gentle: "You've suffered, Xiaoshu. Go home first, take a hot bath, and get some rest."

Xiao Lan stood behind her mother, her eyes red-rimmed.

She looked at Lin Jiashu, her lips moved, but in the end she could only choke out, "Welcome back, Jiashu-ge..."

"That's great, Brother Jiashu is alright."

Sonoko Suzuki carefully examined Yoshiki Hayashi's entire body, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, she also looked relieved.

"Brother Jiashu, welcome back."

Conan, who had somehow squeezed to the front, also raised his head and shouted.

Looking at the crowd gathered around him, Lin Jiashu smiled gently. Although he looked a little tired, his expression was reassuring: "I'm sorry to have worried you all. I'm fine."

His gaze swept lightly over Ran's red eyes and Eri's pained expression, his eyes softening slightly, but he didn't linger there. He simply nodded and said, "Okay, let's go back first. We really need to tidy up."

Several people surrounded Lin Jiashu and walked towards the car parked by the roadside—a minivan belonging to Suzuki Sonoko.

After successfully picking up Yoshiki Hayashi, the atmosphere among everyone relaxed considerably. Kogoro Mouri sat in the driver's seat and smoothly drove the car into the traffic of Beika Town.

"Little Tree, did you suffer any mistreatment inside?"

"No, Inspector Megure and the others took good care of me, and—"

"That bastard named Amuro!"

Just as Lin Jiashu was speaking, Mouri Kogoro suddenly cursed out, which startled him. He seemed not to have expected that they already knew the whole story.

Eri Kisaki gently patted Yoshiki Hayashi's shoulder.

None of the people in the car continued the conversation about this matter... because they really didn't know what to say.

Should we thank him or reprimand him for acting on his own initiative?

But no matter what I do, I just can't seem to get that face.

Therefore, one can only bear this feeling heavily and keep it deep in one's heart.

Sitting in the back, Xiaolan and Yuanzi were talking quietly, their eyes occasionally glancing at Lin Jiashu with concern.

...It was supposed to be a private conversation, but Sonoko seemed a little too excited.

"Look, look, Yoshiki-san looks really good with a beard, and I think he'd be quite charming with that mature style too—"

"Really?" Lin Jiashu's sudden reply made her blush with embarrassment. He touched his chin and smiled, "But I feel terrible right now."

"Why is he growing a beard at only 22?"

Eri Kisaki chuckled, then glanced at the driver ahead, saying, "Don't imitate that old, slovenly bearded man."

"what!?"

Upon hearing this, Kogoro Mouri immediately became indignant.

He was about to shout, but Xiao Lan, sitting behind him, watched this scene and a slight smile appeared on her pretty face.

very nice……

Jia Shu is back, and that concludes the matter.

Just as she was thinking this, the car slowly came to a stop at a red light—

boom! !

Suddenly, without warning, a burst of sparks erupted from the advertising TV screen outside a roadside restaurant, and black smoke began to billow out.

"Whoa! What's going on?!" Sonoko was startled.

Almost simultaneously!

boom!boom!

On the sidewalk next to him, a pedestrian with his head down suddenly found his phone burning hot and smoking. Startled, he immediately threw the phone away, and the phone spontaneously combusted the moment it hit the ground.

What's unusual is that similar incidents of mobile phones spontaneously combusting are not isolated cases on this street.

The sound of astonishment and panic from passersby rose and fell, and many people immediately threw their phones away when they noticed they were getting hot.

Chaos spread rapidly, like a plague.