Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

In that brief moment of distraction, I felt a slight tightening on my ear.

Miyamoto Yumi trembled all over.

This time is different from before.

It was over in the blink of an eye; Miyamoto Yumi hadn't even had time to react before it was over.

The sensation of touch was faint, almost imperceptible, as if it were an illusion.

This time, she could clearly feel that Chi Chufeng not only touched her, but also bit her ear.

[Ding! Yumi Miyamoto has developed feelings for you. Current affection level: 2.]

squeak.

The car braked suddenly, startling Sato Miwako.

"Yumi, what's going on? Drive more carefully."

"Okay...okay, just now...a cat ran past in front."

Miyamoto Yumi was so scared her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Fortunately, Sato Miwako's mind wasn't on her, and she turned around and said:

"The prisoner just called again, demanding that the fifty million be placed at Exit 18 of the arena during halftime."

"We have too few clues right now. It's too difficult to find the culprit in an arena with 56,000 people with just these clues."

"Chichu-san, do you have any good ideas?"

Chi Chufeng thought for a moment.

"There won't be many prisoners, probably only two."

"Since they extorted money from the Japanese television station, it must have been a planned crime, and they must have made arrangements in advance."

"If they had enough manpower, they would definitely have someone stationed outside the arena to keep an eye on whether the broadcast director has called the police or something."

"There are so many police officers surrounding the director, but they didn't notice, which means they don't have enough manpower; there are only two of them."

"Yes, how come I didn't think of that?"

A hint of admiration finally appeared in Miwako Sato's eyes.

"The arena is just ahead. Now that I've accepted the commission, I'll impersonate a TV station employee and go to hand over the prisoner."

Chi Chufeng is not the kind of person who takes money and does nothing.

Since we've received 20 million from them, we should naturally do something about it.

“Then, I’ll go with you!” Sato Miwako said without hesitation.

"What should I do?"

Miyamoto Yumi stopped her car at the entrance of the venue and secretly looked at Aka Chufeng, asking him a question.

"Officer Yumi, wait for me here. I'll need your ride back."

Chi Chufeng curled his lips and winked at the young policewoman.

"Okay, okay..."

After what happened in the car, Miyamoto Yumi didn't dare to look at him.

"There are so many people inside!"

Standing at the entrance to the arena, Chi Chufeng looked around and exclaimed in amazement.

"Today is the match between Tokyo Soul and Big Osaka, and there are a lot of fans here to watch the game," said Miwako Sato, her brows furrowed.

"There are about 0 spectators here right now. Finding those few criminals from so many people is really extremely difficult..."

She had previously considered having plainclothes police officers secretly search the audience to see who was carrying binoculars or a handgun.

It now seems that this plan is simply not going to work!

It would take too long to check all 56,000 viewers.

Moreover, there were too many people with binoculars, making it impossible to distinguish them.

It seems we can only rely on Chi Chufeng.

Even though this guy's reasoning was completely correct, can he really catch the criminal successfully?

Miwako Sato was still not quite convinced.

With some time still before the transaction, Chi Chufeng used his prediction magic and spatial eye to search around.

"There's a handgun in that trash can."

"What?" Sato Miwako was stunned.

She walked over in a few steps, put on a white glove on her right hand, rummaged in the trash can for a while, and took something out.

huh?

There really is a handgun!

And it's Tokarev!

She brought her nose close to the pistol and took a sniff; Sato Miwako's eyes lit up immediately.

4.0 This pistol still smells of gunpowder; it's definitely the one the criminal used to shoot the soccer ball before, no doubt about it!

Luckily, they didn't secretly search for guns, otherwise they wouldn't have found them at all.

Looking at the calm and collected Akachu Kaze, Sato Miwako couldn't help but feel puzzled.

How did this man determine that the criminal threw the gun into the trash can?

So many police officers investigated this place for a long time, but they didn't find any clues.

He found the pistol the prisoner had used as soon as he arrived.

Is this Onmyoji really that powerful?

A strange curiosity arose in the policewoman's heart.

Chapter 207 I was Officer Sato's first time?

Arena, Exit 18.

Inspector Megure and a group of police officers lay in ambush nearby, while Kaneko, Conan, and the other children hid in the shadows, observing the police's actions.

Holding a walkie-talkie, Inspector Megure whispered orders to the officers at the scene: "Officer Sato just reported that, under the guidance of Lady Akaso, she found a Tokarev pistol, suspected to have been used by the perpetrator, in a trash can at the arena!"

"They are about to impersonate TV station staff to make a deal with the criminals. The criminals are not alone, so everyone must be very careful and not act prematurely. We must wait for my orders."

"Yes, Inspector Megure!"

The police officers present responded in unison and silently observed the entrance and exit.

Akatsuka Kaze and Sato Miwako walked together.

Miwako Sato was carrying a bag, her red lips pressed tightly together.

"Officer Sato, why are you so nervous?"

Chichu08 asked curiously.

"How can I not be nervous? I'm carrying fifty million in my hands."

"Fifty million?" Chi Chufeng curled his lip.

He often makes hundreds of millions, so this little bit of money is nothing to him.

"Don't worry, I'm the one who accepted the commission. I'll take responsibility for any losses."

Miwako Sato couldn't help but glance at Akaso Kaze.

Yeah, this guy got 20 million for just one commission.

The two thugs only extorted 50 million.

Onmyoji (a type of Japanese martial arts master) earns just as much as criminals.

And it's much easier, with absolutely no risk.

The two arrived at Exit 18, but the assailants had not yet arrived.

Chi Chufeng teased, "Officer Sato, have you thought about what you're going to say later?"

"Huh? What do you mean, how do you say it?"

Miwako Sato was somewhat stunned.

"We need to have an explanation in case the criminals ask about our identities."

Chi Chufeng said with a smile, "Don't you plainclothes police officers often pretend to be investigating cases? Shouldn't a man and a woman pretend to be a married couple or lovers?"

"What couple? How could that be!"

Miwako Sato almost jumped up, "I've never done this before..."

"Hey, watch out, he's coming."