Solving cases with Detective Conan's science? No, I'm a cultivator!

The group abandoned the irrational crowd and stood in front of the thirteen red T-shirts.

Kogoro Mouri rested his chin on his hand and muttered, "What exactly is the meaning of these clothes?"

Ai Haibara stared at the T-shirt on the ground, still clueless.

The sender was indeed the cashier, and the bomber must be the man who threw the bomb.

To get out of here safely, we must first unravel the mystery of these red T-shirts.

At this moment, Xiaolan suddenly squatted down, picked up the single red T-shirt, and folded it on the ground.

"Ran?" Kogoro Mouri looked at Ran in confusion.

"I find the creases on these clothes strange. The creases on each garment are not quite the same. If you fold clothes normally, you definitely won't leave these kinds of creases."

As she spoke, Xiaolan had already folded the red T-shirt along the creases.

Ai Haibara, who had been watching intently, suddenly realized what a code was.

She couldn't help but look at Ran, and just as Kitagawa Taki had said, Ran's luck was off the charts.

You can find crucial clues without even realizing it.

"Sister, fold the other clothes along the creases too." She tugged at Miyano Akemi.

The two stepped forward and folded up the remaining red T-shirt.

Within minutes, all the red T-shirts were folded back to their original creases.

Xiaolan said, "Putting them together like this seems a bit scary, like...like that thing in a Sherlock Holmes story..."

Ai Haibara chimed in, "Dancing little people."

Xiaolan nodded: "Yes, that's it, just like that code."

"Is this some kind of code?" Kogoro Mouri frowned.

Kogoro Mouri scratched his head, and suddenly a brilliant idea struck him.

"Transform!"

"Whoosh...yo...heh...heh..."

He struck a pose based on the shape of the clothes on the ground.

The bomb-wielding man broke out in a cold sweat and asked in bewilderment, "What...what are you doing?"

Ai Haibara rolled her eyes; she thought Kogoro Mouri had figured it out too.

"I tried posing according to the shape of the clothes," Kogoro Mouri shook his head. "Still no clue!"

The bomb-wielding man said speechlessly, "Forget about all that, I beg you to find the sender quickly! The bomb is still on me!"

Kogoro Mouri was a little embarrassed: "That's true."

Xiao Lan pondered, "But the pose Dad just struck looks a lot like something!"

Ai Haibara reminded her, "Signal."

"Ah, yes, that's it!" Xiaolan clapped her hands.

"semaphore?"

Kogoro Mouri scratched his head. He knew about this thing, but he didn't know how to use it.

Seeing this, Ai Haibara silently shook her head and took out her phone to search for information.

Chapter 436 The Truth Comes Out

Ai Haibara successfully located an accident that occurred more than ten years ago on December 28th.

An experienced mountaineer tragically died in an avalanche.

The cashier was clearly seen in one of the photos in the news.

The freckles on his face are very distinctive.

"Sister, come here for a second."

Ai Haibara pulled Akemi Miyano aside and whispered her reasoning in her ear.

It would be more reasonable for Akemi Miyano to speak on her behalf than for her to do so.

Akemi Miyano gave an "OK" sign, indicating that she would take care of everything.

The two returned to Xiaolan's side.

Akemi Miyano said, "Mr. Mori, I know who sent the package."

"Miho-nee, you found out?" Ran asked, somewhat surprised.

Kogoro Mori hurriedly asked, "Miss Miho, who is that person?"

The bomb-wielding man also quietly moved closer.

Akemi Miyano glanced at the bomb-wielding man: "It's actually quite simple to find out who sent the package. It's easy to find out that those red T-shirts were purchased at the sportswear counter on this floor. All we need to do is monitor the counter at that time."

Kogoro Mouri asked in confusion, "But even the shop assistant didn't know who the person who bought the clothes was."

Akemi Miyano nodded and said, "That's right. The bomber also couldn't find that person, so he used this method to find him."

"Could it be that we made a mistake, and we didn't buy the red T-shirt from that store?" Kogoro Mouri's eyes lit up.

"Uh..." Miyano Akemi was also speechless at Kogoro Mouri's wild imagination.

"It was bought at that store, but before we expose that person's identity, let's uncover the bomber's true identity first."

“Ordinary citizen, sir!” Akemi Miyano’s gaze shifted to the bomb-wielding man.

"Could it be..." Xiaolan covered her mouth, her face filled with disbelief.

The bomber hurriedly protested, "No, I'm not. If I were a bomber, why would I strap a bomb to myself?"

Akemi Miyano said, "Of course you wouldn't strap a real bomb to yourself. After all, this is just a way for you to force the sender to show up. Why would you risk your life?"

Kogoro Mouri's eyes widened: "These bombs are all fake?!"

“That’s right.” Miyano Akemi nodded slightly and said, “Actually, it’s very simple to find out who the sender is. You can tell from the consistent shopping time on the receipt.”

"Generally speaking, the shop assistant will definitely remember someone who comes to buy a red T-shirt at the same time every week."

The reason the sales clerk at that sporting goods counter had no memory of it was because the person who bought those T-shirts was the store's cashier, and only the cashier could accurately control the shopping time on the receipt.

"Am I right, cashier Ms. Seta? No, to be precise, it should be Ms. Maruoka."

Akemi Miyano looked at Mai Seta, who had somehow squeezed into the crowd of onlookers.

"Ma-Mai-chan, you're Mr. Maruoka's daughter!" The bomber recognized Seta Mai at a glance.

"Yes! Fukushi, I am the daughter of Maruoka Daisaku, whom you killed in the snowy mountains thirteen years ago!"

Mai Seta glared at the bomb-wielding man: "Don't call my name so affectionately!"

The bomber protested, "No, no, he did it because of the avalanche..."

Mai Seta interrupted, "Yes, the avalanche that happened by chance was a great help to you. It was because of the avalanche that the police did not conduct a thorough investigation and ultimately closed the case as an accident."

"W-What are you saying, Mai-chan?" The bomb-wielding man looked completely harmless.

Suddenly, he had a look of sudden realization: "So that's how it is."

"So you should be satisfied now, right?" he said, pulling a letter from his pocket. "You're the one who wrote this letter, the one who made me do this!"

Akemi Miyano and Ai Haibara exchanged a glance, never expecting this shameless guy to turn the tables on them.

"Please let me see." Xiaolan stepped forward, took the letter from the bomber, and read: "Your son is in my hands. If you want him to return safely, strap the bomb that was sent with him to your body."

They then occupied the floor of the sporting goods section in the Beika Department Store with the remaining bombs, declaring that they would detonate the bombs if the sender could not be found.

“I don’t know anything about this letter.” Mai Seta shook her head blankly.

"Don't joke around, my son went missing last week." The bomb-wielding man's eyes were suddenly filled with tears. "Give me back my son!"

"Now that things have come to this, are you still going to try to shift the blame? Are you trying to use this to extricate yourself from a disadvantageous position?"

Miyano Akemi said, "Your plan is quite good, but unfortunately, Ms. Seta has crucial evidence that you murdered her father."

“Crucial evidence…” The bomber paused, shaking his head inwardly. There was absolutely no way such a thing existed.

“The thirteen red T-shirts that Ms. Seta sent you, if you fold them along the creases, are actually a kind of flag signal,” Akemi Miyano said, pointing to a row of red T-shirts on the ground.

"If we decipher the order of the clothes that were delivered, it becomes 'Umeta no Mitayo,' which means you buried it."

"Does it mean you saw him bury the body?" Xiaolan looked at the bomber.

The bomber suddenly laughed, "Stop talking nonsense. The blizzard back then was so bad that you couldn't even open your eyes."

Akemi Miyano smiled and countered, "Are you saying that the snowstorm is too heavy and no one will see us, is that right?"

"No, no..." The bomber panicked.

"That was probably your first time climbing a mountain. You wouldn't brave a blizzard to go far away to bury a body; you would just bury it nearby in a small cabin in the mountains."

This information was all found by Ai Haibara online.

Akemi Miyano continued, "I think if we dig there, we should be able to find Mr. Maruoka's body."

The bomb-wielding man gave a wry smile and asked, "Why would you suspect me?"

Akemi Miyano said, "Because your reaction is too unusual. If a normal person were strapped with a bomb, their emotions would probably have collapsed long ago."

"I was so stupid. I embezzled company funds to send my son to a good school and even murdered my boss who criticized me..."

The bomber finally gave in.

Mai Seta stared coldly at the bomb-wielding man on the ground.

Akemi Miyano said, "Alright, everyone can leave now. Please also notify the police to come up."

In fact, it's impossible that no one called the police with so many people around; it's just that the police were hesitant to act rashly for fear of causing serious harm.

"Miss, who exactly are you?" Seta Mai asked Miyano Akemi.

Actually, she was the one who entrusted Kogoro Mouri with the task, but she didn't expect that Akemi Miyano would untangle it first.

Kogoro Mouri coughed twice and said, "She is the assistant of the famous exorcist detective Taki Kitagawa."