Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

After hearing Officer Ikenami's almost unequivocal assurance that he and Hayashi Hideichi would not face serious legal consequences for injuring someone, the huge weight that had been hanging over Kogoro Mouri's heart finally fell to the ground with a thud.

He let out a long sigh of relief, his tense body instantly relaxing, muttering, "Thank goodness...it's alright, it's alright..."

In contrast, Lin Xiuyi was much calmer.

He had already foreseen how things would unfold, but the necessary courtesies could not be overlooked.

Lin Xiuyi turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on the smiling young lady in the passenger seat, and said sincerely, "Miss Chibo, thank you very much this time."

Although he knew that given his remarks about "upholding the nation's credibility," the Osaka police would most likely handle the matter impartially or, in other words, politically correctly, the timely appearance of Shizuka Ikenami and her uncle's connections undoubtedly provided them with a more secure guarantee, saving them from many potential troubles.

Upon hearing this, Ikeba Shizuka turned her head, a mischievous glint in her bright eyes, her voice carrying a hint of intimacy and an air of undeniable authority.

"No need to be so polite with me, Mr. Lin."

The girl paused deliberately before slowly continuing, bringing up the old story again.
"Don't forget what I said before? Isn't it only natural for an older sister to help her younger brother?"

She seemed quite pleased to see Lin Xiuyi suffer in front of her, her "older sister".

"cough……"

Lin Xiuyi was indeed taken aback by these words, coughed awkwardly, and quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, Officer Chibo, has your police investigated anything about the person who tried to vandalize the Terracotta Warriors?"

In Lin Xiuyi's view, the young man's behavior pattern contained many illogical points.

Judging from the extreme nationalist slogans he shouted, he seemed like a brainwashed fanatic.

But his repeated, relentless, and even frantic attempts to destroy the Terracotta Warriors after being knocked unconscious and waking up reveal an extraordinary kind of obsession.

This doesn't seem like a momentary impulse or a simple outburst of personal extreme thoughts; rather, it seems more like a premeditated, purposeful, and possibly even instigated act.

With both hands firmly on the steering wheel and his eyes fixed on the road ahead, Tsuyoshi Ikenami pondered for a moment upon hearing this.
"That kid is still lying in the hospital in a coma. The doctor said that in addition to... well, he has a serious injury to his genitals and his brain has also suffered a concussion from the impact."

"However, our people have found identification among his belongings."

"That kid's name is Kozo Takaoka, he's 22 years old, and his household registration shows he's a local of Osaka. Other details about his social relationships, work experience, whether he has a criminal record or has been involved in any extremist organizations will only be known after further investigation and questioning him after he's sober."

He glanced at Lin Xiuyi through the rearview mirror and asked in a slightly probing tone,

"What? You're interested in this attacker? Have you made any special discovery or have any ideas?"

Lin Xiuyi organized her thoughts and clearly expressed her doubts.

"I just feel that his attempt to damage the Terracotta Warriors seems to have some suspicious motives."

"Was this a personal, isolated act, or was it possibly instigated or incited by someone behind the scenes?" "I always felt it wasn't a purely personal act. His obsession with destroying the Terracotta Warriors was extraordinary, as if he had an irreconcilable hatred for those terracotta warriors."

"Just like Kogoro said when he refuted him on site, if he only generally hates foreign exhibits, then there are other countries' artifacts in the exhibition hall, such as those from Egypt and Greece. Why does he only focus on the Chinese Terracotta Warriors and ignore the other exhibits? This kind of targeted discrimination is a bit strange."

After listening, Takeshi Ikenami smiled dismissively, clearly having seen many cases like this before.

"To be honest, you're overthinking it. In our line of work, we've encountered quite a few of these so-called 'extremists'."

"To tell you the truth, nine out of ten of these people are mentally unstable, and the remaining one is a complete madman and paranoiac. They are capable of doing anything, and cannot be understood with common sense."

"The most likely reason why this Kozo Takaoka is so obsessed with destroying the Terracotta Army is that he harbors extreme hatred for China across the sea."

"There are quite a few people like this in those far-right groups. It's not too surprising that they would do such extreme things while indulging in their own fabricated hatred and nationalist sentiments."

"Um……"

Lin Xiuyi nodded silently; Officer Ikebab Takeshi's statement did indeed make sense.

After World War II, due to the incomplete reckoning of Japanese militarism by the Allied occupation policy led by MacArthur, a large number of remnants of right-wing ideology were able to survive and develop.

For decades, this undercurrent has been surging at the bottom of Japanese society, giving rise to various extreme opinions and behaviors.

Perhaps this time it was just bad luck that he happened to run into an extreme right-wing extremist with particularly strong anti-China sentiments, and the Terracotta Army, as one of China's most distinctive cultural symbols, naturally became the target of his hatred.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiuyi gently shook her head, temporarily suppressing the doubts in her mind.

There is no point in making too many guesses before there is solid evidence.

"By the way, Miss Ikenami, where are Eri and the others?"

"You're only asking now?"

Ikeba Shizuka gave a soft snort, her tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible mischief and indignation on behalf of the other girls.

"You can't do this! Such a big thing has happened, yet you've left them hanging for so long. It'll hurt the girls' feelings!"

Lin Xiuyi was already used to her teasing, and remained calm, analyzing the situation without changing his expression.
"With you, the local bigwig in Osaka, around, Eri and the others definitely won't run into any trouble. I'm not worried about that."

As he spoke, he looked out the car window toward the rear of the vehicle.

Sure enough, not far behind the police car, two familiar black sedans belonging to the Chi Bo family were following closely.

Seeing that he had already noticed, Ikeba Shizuka stopped being mysterious, shrugged, and said in a tone that was both helpless and amused,
“I originally wanted them to go back to the mansion to rest first, or continue to watch the festival. But none of them would agree, they all insisted on seeing you and Mori-kun come out of the police headquarters safe and sound.”

"Especially that little girl Lingzi, she was almost crying. I couldn't persuade them otherwise, so I had to arrange for them to get in the car and come with us all the way here." (End of Chapter)