After the simulation, the female characters in Detective Conan break down.

It was as if someone had stepped out of her dream.

"fine!"

Sato Miwako gradually calmed her breathing.

She started the car again.

The car drove smoothly once again.

After arriving at the police station.

Everyone got out of the police car.

Apart from the girl with the knife being taken away by other police officers.

Hoshinogi, Ran Mouri, and Sonoko Suzuki were all welcomed to Sato Miwako's office.

The three of them were victims and witnesses.

We have an obligation to cooperate with Miwako Sato in conducting a thorough investigation of this case.

......

"What? Say it again?"

Sato Miwako looked up at Hoshino Ki with an incredulous expression.

Her beautiful eyes held a hint of doubt and shock.

"Iron Shirt..."

Hoshino looked completely indifferent.

No one would believe such incredible martial arts skills even if they were told.

Therefore, he was not worried about his secret being exposed.

That's just the truth.

There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me.

"Officer Sato, why such a strong reaction?"

Ran Mouri looked completely at ease with herself.

She anxiously stood up and explained to Hoshinoki:

"Hoshino-kun taught himself karate from a young age, and his skills are no less than mine!"

"But Iron Shirt doesn't belong to the category of karate... so it should be a Chinese martial art, right?"

"Isn't Hoshinoki a native of this country?"

Miwako Sato forced a polite smile.

"What's so strange about that? My bodyguards know a thing or two about Chinese Kung Fu!"

Sonoko Suzuki cupped her cheeks in her hands, her eyes filled with hearts.

She focused all her attention on Hoshinoki.

Sato Miwako watched as the two women were now doing their utmost to protect Hoshino Ki.

She nearly snapped the pencil she was using to take notes in half. ...10.

Chapter Eighty-Nine: Iron Shirt! Brings its own divine protection!

Throughout the entire story, Hoshino only uttered the three words "Iron Shirt".

Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki answered the rest for him.

As for the "Iron Shirt" and similar terms uttered by Hoshinogi himself...

Miwako Sato didn't write it on it at all.

Because it's too mysterious...

No one could possibly believe that.

This record needs to be submitted to superiors for review and then filed.

If you hand it in, you'll get a good scolding.

According to Miwako Sato.

Chinese martial arts have a history of over a thousand years.

It has a very long history.

However, as it has evolved to this point and lost its original powerful offensive capabilities, its modern purpose is to improve physical fitness.

Very few Chinese martial arts have truly been passed down.

Even if the Iron Shirt technique hadn't been lost.

Judging from Hoshinogi's nationality and age of 17.

He had absolutely no chance to come into contact with Chinese martial arts.

How could someone possess martial arts skills that have been passed down in China for thousands of years?

This record is completely meaningless.

"Tear it!"

Sato Miwako tore down the transcript in front of her.

Then he crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it in the trash can.

"You can go!"

Miwako Sato placed the pencil on the notebook.

He stood up and told the three of them to leave.

"What do you mean? You don't believe what Hoshino-kun said?"

Sonoko Suzuki placed her hands, which were cupping her cheeks, at her sides.

He turned his head toward Miwako Sato and looked at her sideways.

As expected of the richest man's daughter, her powerful aura instantly overwhelmed the other party.

"What do you say?"

Miwako Sato, as a detective, is also quite assertive.

She stared directly at Sonoko Suzuki.

Their gazes transformed into two bolts of lightning in the air.

They were playing a game of chess with each other, making a loud "clattering" sound in the room.

No one will let anyone.

"Alright! You two are fine!"

Ran Mouri stood between the two, hurriedly trying to calm them down.

One of them is a female detective from the police station.

One of them is the daughter of the richest man in the country.

The two men's powerful auras erupted in the room, creating a blinding light.

A war between women is about to break out.

"As a detective, how can you say that Hoshino-kun doesn't know Chinese Kung Fu without verification? That's dereliction of duty!"

"Do you understand? This is your dereliction of duty!"

Sonoko Suzuki is quite knowledgeable.

After all, she is the daughter of Japan's richest man.

You can learn a lot about society by being exposed to it from a young age.

"What? Could you please stop being unreasonable?"

"How do you verify Iron Shirt technique? Do you have to stab him on the spot?"

"The fact that he wasn't killed proves that what he said is true."

"What if you stab someone to death? Who would be responsible then?"

Miwako Sato is absolutely right.

After all, the cost of using human bodies as test subjects to verify authenticity is too high.

Her job is as a criminal investigator, not as Sun Wukong (the Monkey King).

Apprehending criminals and protecting victims is what she should be doing.

The victim has not been harmed.

The criminals have been apprehended.

Other written things are not so important.