No one understands the laws of Collider better than me.

Kitahara Masaki scratched his head, thinking that the laws of science weren't the kind of advanced disciplines that could be explained by science alone, and simply said vaguely:

"You'll understand in a little while."

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"I think I do understand now."

"Huh? What do you understand? You mean you saw where the criminal is! Then let's contact Kitahara-san right away. The criminal has a gun, and there are so many spectators here. It's too dangerous."

"Ahem, it's nothing, Kudo, I was just talking to myself."

"Huh? Never mind, the most important thing now is to notify the police immediately. Someone has entered the stadium with a handgun. These are 7.62mm bullets, and the perpetrator is carrying a handgun."

Just three days ago, Ai Haibara heard many secrets about the organization's high-ranking members from Masaki Kitahara. However, today, when she came to Tokyo Stadium with the Junior Detective League to watch a soccer game, a case occurred.

A pistol bullet pierced a soccer ball on a football field, and the criminal was hiding inside the stadium, which had tens of thousands of people.

Sigh—it hasn't been that long. Just a week ago, there was a counterfeit money case, and now there's a shooting incident.

Could this be what Kitahara meant when he said, "You'll understand in a little while"?

Ai Haibara felt a bit of a headache. If she kept getting involved in cases, the chances of being discovered by the organization would increase dramatically. However, as Shinichi Kudo was her only precious specimen, she didn't want to give up on him so soon.

Therefore, Haibara-san was caught in a dilemma.

"I've called the police... What's wrong, Haibara? You look so worried. Aren't you worried about the criminal?"

"What's there to worry about? His first shot was clearly meant to intimidate someone. If he were a terrorist, he would have started shooting indiscriminately long ago. And as long as there are clues, Kitahara-san will definitely find him."

"Well, that's true, but there are tens of thousands of people inside the Tokyo Stadium. If the criminal is hiding there, it will be very difficult to find him."

"Oh my, the great detective has surrendered before even fighting? But it's a wise choice. If you had rushed out to find the culprit, Kitahara-nii probably wouldn't have allowed you and your girlfriend to see each other again after you've returned to normal."

"Yeah! Haibara, how's your antidote research going? It should be almost done, after all, the old baijiu can restore me..."

"You're overthinking it. If the antidote isn't developed carefully, it could very well become a deadly poison. I'll definitely give it to you only after I've completely confirmed its efficacy—after all, you're the only research sample."

While Conan and Ai Haibara were still chatting, the three actual elementary school students had grown impatient and urged them on:

"Conan, Ai, aren't you finished talking yet? The police are almost here, we'd better head over there."

"Hey, you guys, wait a minute."

Conan felt a headache coming on. Besides being a guinea pig, he also had to keep an eye on these naughty kids to prevent them from running around. Was he going to experience what it was like to be a father ahead of time?

so tired.

Chapter 74 Mihua: Everyone Has a Gun

"So you've run into another case?"

"Yes. The great detective is waiting for you to come over, after all, the criminal is carrying a gun."

"Hmm... so you should understand what I mean now."

Haibara looked at Conan, then took two steps back and said:

"I understand now. I really do understand that this great detective has a knack for attracting cases."

"Where are you? I'm here now."

After Kitahara Masaki received the report, he naturally had no choice but to be dragged into the police car by Inspector Megure and taken to the crime scene where Conan was again.

"Tell me, what happened this time?"

"While we were watching the game, a football in the stands suddenly flew out of bounds and then deflated."

"And Conan, you found the bullet that pierced the soccer ball."

Kitahara Masaki turned to look at the person the criminal was extorting—the person in charge of broadcasting live football matches at Nichiri TV.

"And what did the prisoner say to you?"

"He first had us turn the camera to the front row of the stands, to the children, those few kids. Then he told us to look at a soccer ball on the field below that boy, and right after our camera turned to it, the soccer ball was shot away by a bullet!"

Strangely, the child the person in charge was pointing to was Ai Haibara, meaning the culprit didn't realize Haibara was a girl.

"What are the prisoner's demands?"

"He said he couldn't call the police, nor could he evacuate the audience or stop the game. Then, during halftime, he put 50 million into a bag, and the place where he put the money would contact us later."

Kitahara Masaki thought for a while, sighed, and realized that this time it was the classic one out of 56,000 people.

"Brother Kitahara, what should we do?"

"This is a bit troublesome, because the person observing Conan and the others' positions is not the same person who fired the shot, which means there are at least two culprits."

"why?"

Kitahara Masaki waved his hand, letting Conan explain, and then went into the stadium to launch the drone.

The drone's X-ray capabilities and optical camouflage allow it to fly over the audience's heads to scan them, though it's estimated to take a while.

"Inspector Megure, have the people at Nichiri TV prepare 50 million yen in cash. Don't arrest the criminal on the spot; just follow him."

"What about the prisoner at the scene?"

"Don't worry, I'll find him."

Now that we have high-tech gadgets, why not use cutting-edge technology that surpasses contemporary Detective Conan's science by twenty years?

However, Kitahara Masaki did not bring out the "Sherlock Holmes Magnifying Glass," since carrying a magnifying glass around the football field would be too conspicuous, so he only used a drone for the search.

"Brother Kitahara! The prisoner called! He just told us where to pay the money and then hung up. Should we send someone to keep an eye on those viewers who just spoke on the phone?"

"No need, it's pointless. There are many other ways to communicate besides the telephone. But right now, have people check the restrooms, coaching rooms, and lounges immediately. Don't assume the criminal is hiding among the spectators!"

Kitahara Maki thought to himself that he should recruit a few detectives into the First Investigation Division in the future, so that his words could be applied in different ways and he wouldn't be so passive in dealing with this kind of situation.

"Did the police at the telecommunications company find the phone number of the person who extorted the Japanese television station? Then, have someone impersonate NHK and call back."

"Yes!"

Passively waiting for the criminal to call is simply not enough with the officers in the First Investigation Division. Given the size of the National Stadium, if we really want to find the criminal, we must take the initiative.

Seeing that it was almost time, Kitahara Masaki immediately had someone call.

"No calls were connected in Area A."

"It's not in Area B either."

“Area C…”

"Sector D..."

The drones are still searching, but it seems that no one in the stands is carrying a handgun. All the restrooms, lounges and other enclosed rooms in the stadium have been searched. So who else could be there?

Players playing on the field can be ruled out, and it's unlikely that there's a mole at Nichiri TV, since the broadcast truck is located outside the stadium, and to keep track of the situation inside, they would naturally need to be inside the stadium.

So it was just the cameramen and security guards responsible for the broadcast. They happened to be in a blind spot, and it was difficult for the audience to see them on the sidelines of the football field. But as long as they had a pair of binoculars, they could clearly see what was happening in the audience.

Most importantly, they won't be suspected even if they wear headphones. Because of their work, these people wear headphones to keep in touch in a timely manner, which can conceal the fact that they are on the phone.

"The suspect is likely a photographer and security guard at the football field, and he is armed with a handgun. He borrowed some clothes from Nichibumi TV and used them to get close to them in disguise. Then, a group of people were sent to follow the criminal who was responsible for taking the money, and it would be best to follow him to his hiding place."

After assigning tasks, Kitahara Masaki sat in the audience and used drones to assess the situation. As soon as the criminal appeared, he could suppress him with fire from a high vantage point.

There are far too many criminals who can get their hands on guns. Could it be that the entire customs department has been bribed? Or is the Prime Minister in charge of smuggling giving the green light to foreigners buying arms to hold auctions in Tokyo?

Still chasing after Shuichi Akai?! Where's Tooru Amuro?! Help him!

Thanks to his eyesight honed on the battlefield, Kitahara Masaki could see clearly that not far away, the approaching photographer Takagi made a dangerous move. His hand, reaching for his coat, seemed to have grasped something, and his eyes were fierce, unlike those of a law-abiding citizen.

Good grief, you stopped acting as soon as the police saw through your act, huh?

Kitahara Masaki pulled out the pistol equipped with a silencer that he had specially requested last time, tucked the muzzle under his arm, and decisively pulled the trigger after turning to the side.

Snapped!

Then, a goal was scored on the field, and all the spectators' attention was focused on the player. The thunderous cheers drowned out the sound of the gunshot. After all, the sound of more than 10,000 people was no joke.

To others, Kitahara Masaki was just an old man tickling his armpits.

The suspect screamed and fell to the ground. Takagi pounced on him, pulled out his pistol, threw it aside, and then revealed his handcuffs, capturing the guy who dared to take 56,000 spectators hostage.

"Thank you, Kitahara-senpai."

"It's nothing. I originally intended to shoot him straight in the forehead, but to avoid drawing attention, I put the gun under his armpit, and it missed a little."

Upon hearing this, Takagi's eyes widened into beady eyes. "Hitting off course" means breaking the prisoner's finger instead.

Is there really such a coincidence?

Seeing Kitahara Masaki leaning calmly against the billboard, seemingly focused on the game, Takagi seemed to understand something.

Chapter 75 The High-Class Nanny, Amuro Tooru

"Hey, Kitahara-nii, our Junior Detective Club didn't get a chance to appear this time either."

No, it's better if you don't have a chance to appear.

"How about this, I'll find you two commissions and then give them to you, how about that?"

"What kind of case is it?"

"Hmm—how's it going that we found the lost kitten and puppy?"

"Hey, we want to investigate a big case too!"

"But as a detective, shouldn't you treat every case equally? Ahem, there will be a reward after completing the case. Whether you use that money as your detective team's funding or to buy snacks is up to you."

Children are easily captivated by new and interesting things. For them, the requests from school are usually unpaid, since the clients are mostly elementary school classmates. But now the clients are adults, so the rewards must be substantial.

"Okay! Let's go now!"

After hearing that the group of kids had been persuaded so quickly, Conan chuckled. But thinking about it carefully, if he went on adventures with them, he would probably encounter some strange cases. Last time, they encountered robbers while camping, the time before that they encountered a natural disaster, and the time before that they seemed to have encountered a monk who wanted to commit a revenge killing.

It seems like there's never a peaceful moment. Conan scratched his head. As Conan's representative, he absolutely refused to believe that these cases were caused by his own superstitious reasons.

"Ai, you should come along too."

"Hmm? Okay."

"Haha, those kids are having a great time. You'll have to teach them how to treat cats."