Conan Rick's Investigator

Kuroba Kaito, who was guarding the elevator door on the first floor, exclaimed, causing the passers-by to cast strange looks.

He quickly stopped talking and reassured, "Are you sure? There's a bomb in this building?"

"Yes, all the entrances and exits on the third floor have been sealed by bombs. No one is allowed to enter or leave..."

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Kuroba Kaito also put on a serious expression.

"So what are you going to do? Can you escape?"

Qin Zhibo glanced at the direction of the stairs and escalators. Passers-by were staring at the stairs leading downstairs with longing eyes.

But due to the bomber's warning, no one dared to take a step forward.

"Not yet."

Qin Zhibo changed the subject, "But there's no need to escape. This time, the bomber is a bit strange. He's made a request. If you follow his request and find the person who sent him the red T-shirt, the bomb won't explode."

"is that so……"

Kuroba Kaito groaned, not knowing how to understand this prisoner's brain circuit.

Making bombs to threaten so many innocent passers-by is just to satisfy this weird request, you're an old popcorn person.

"Then what should I do next?" Kuroba Kaito asked again.

Qin Zhibo thought for a moment, "You stay on the first floor and keep an eye out for Chiba leaving. Also... call the police."

"Okay... then you should be careful too."

"That's natural."

After ending the call, Qin Zhibo closed his eyes and cast the finding spell again.

According to the directions given by the finding spell, "Chiba" is currently upstairs, but it is unknown which floor it is.

Due to the threat of bombers, the stairs and escalators on the third floor are currently inaccessible.

Although the bomber threatened everyone not to leave this floor, in fact when the passerby uncle stated the prisoner's request, some clever passers-by took the lead and fled downstairs.

As for people above the third floor, if they enter this floor now, they will only be stuck on this floor.

As for the elevator, under the instruction of Kogoro Mori, the staff stopped the elevator.

Currently, people on this floor cannot leave, and people on the upper floors cannot leave at this time, including "Chiba".

As for calling the police, even if Qin Zhibo didn't arrange for Kuroba Kaito to do so, the people who escaped from this floor would definitely call the police.

This time the bomber did not confiscate the mobile phone in advance. As far as Qin Zhibo could see, there were many people talking on the phone with worried expressions.

If that happens, it won't be long before the police come and surround the building.

With the police escort, even if the black organization plans to take any action, it is estimated that they will not dare to act rashly.

The next step is to find the bomber and the person who sent the red T-shirt as soon as possible to resolve the bomb crisis on this floor.

Thinking in his mind, Qin Zhibo planned to return to the elevator entrance to see how far the clues there were progressing.

But just as he was about to walk over, he suddenly realized that his face might be discovered by Conan.

Once you get caught up in Conan, you'll be in trouble.

And it's better for me to stand up and reason openly without using my true face this time.

Because I will have to meet "Chiba" later, even if I can change my face, I can't change my clothes in a second.

In full view of the public, there is still a risk of exposing one's identity in front of the organization.

To be on the safe side, it’s better to buy a hat to block it...

……

Rice Flower Department Store, third floor, at the elevator entrance.

Under the on-site command of Mori Kogoro, the mall has stopped the operation of elevators and escalators.

In addition, guests upstairs were also warned not to go downstairs.

Strictly speaking, anyone above the third floor is now a target of bomb threats.

Toru Amuro, who was standing next to him, held his chin in one hand, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

He took a cursory glance at the bomb tied to the passerby's body and confirmed that the person who made the bomb was not very skilled, and it was just the simplest remote control bomb.

As long as he is given 10 seconds to remove the power supply of the remote control device, the bomb will not explode.

But the key is that there are too many bombs on this floor and they are scattered in various locations on the floor. He cannot defuse them all at the same time by himself.

And the most troublesome thing is that the bomber is probably also on this floor, monitoring everyone's every move.

Toru Amuro's eyes swept across the onlookers in front of the elevator, but everyone's face was full of fear, and the uneasiness in their eyes made it impossible for him to tell which one was the culprit.

It seems that the only way to satisfy the prisoner's request is...

Amuro Toru turned to look at the passerby and said seriously, "Uncle, the criminal's request is to find the person who sent the red T-shirt, right?"

"Um."

"But even if we find the person who sent the T-shirts, what will the criminal do?"

A passerby, his forehead covered in sweat, shook his head in confusion, "I don't know, that person never said..."

Amuro Toru asked again, "Then how did he know for sure that the person who sent the T-shirt was on this floor right now?"

The passerby uncle still shook his head, "I don't know about this either, he didn't explain it in such detail..."

At this time, Conan next to him raised his head and said in a childish voice: "Amuro brother, I think the person who planted the bomb may have had some clues before this?"

"Actually, a suspected bomber called and asked Mr. Maori to investigate a red T-shirt he receives every week..."

"This person has an appointment with Uncle to meet at the sports counter in the Beihua Department Store after noon today."

"So that's how it is..." Amuro Toru nodded slightly, seeming to understand.

When they met in front of the sports counter for the first time just now, Toru Amuro just heard from Xiaolan that there was a client who wanted to meet here, but he didn't know what the specific client was.

If this is the case, the bomber should indeed have some clues.

And this clue should be a simple clue that can be easily seen through without hiring a detective.

"Hey, this uncle..."

Amuro Toru turned around and called out to the passerby with the bomb strapped to his waist, "Since the bomber has made a request, please take that bag off of yours."

"Don't worry. On the honor of my teacher, the famous detective Qin Zhibo, I will solve this case perfectly."

"okay……"

The passerby nodded and handed the sports bag on his shoulder to Toru Amuro.

Kogoro Mouri also hurried over and took out the red T-shirts one by one.

In the end, a total of 13 red T-shirts were lined up in a single row.

After a simple identification, it was found that the sizes and styles of these T-shirts are exactly the same. They are all sports shirts, characterized by being close-fitting and easy to absorb sweat.

In addition to the T-shirts, each T-shirt also has separate express packaging.

The express receipt on the express package was torn off

"From the time stamps on the delivery receipts, we can see that the deliveries before the fifth, sixth, and seventh weeks were two T-shirts."

"But for some reason, only one item arrived four weeks ago..."

"But then three weeks ago, two weeks ago, and last week, it became two a week."

"That's 13 pieces in total."

Kogoro Mouri repeated the information he saw in his eyes, while Conan and Toru Amuro stood aside silently observing with their hands in their pockets.

Both of them knew that from this unknown shipping pattern, there was a high probability that the sender would not appear in the Rice Krispies Department Store today.

It should be a more straightforward clue...

At this moment, the passerby uncle quietly approached Mouri Kogoro from behind.

"Is there...something meaningful here?"

"I don't know, except that the total is 13, which is a bit unlucky..."

As Maori Kogoro was speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck and exclaimed in shock, "Hey! Didn't I tell you not to come near me? You still have a bomb strapped to your body!"

“S-Sorry!”

The passerby stepped back quickly, causing the onlookers behind him to also step back in fright.

Conan looked up at the passerby and suddenly saw a red mark on the back of his shoulder.

"Uncle, there's red stain on the shoulder of your jacket..."

"what?"

The passerby looked shocked

"Red!" Maori Kogoro hurriedly stood up after hearing it. "Does this have anything to do with this incident?"

The passerby uncle quickly pulled the clothes on his back, and sure enough he saw the red color on his back.

"I think... this must be someone's lipstick, because the train I took was very crowded, with so many people..."

"What..." Maori Kogoro looked a little disappointed, and then said, "Anyway, stand farther away first, don't get too close to here."

At the request of Mouri Kogoro, the passerby could only retreat a few meters back.

But in Toru Amuro's eyes, with the amount of plastic bombs tied to this uncle's body, the difference between a broken corpse and a whole corpse just a few meters away.

But just now, the passerby uncle did not hesitate to pull the clothes on his shoulders, which made Toru Amuro a little concerned.

If a normal person knows that there is a bomb strapped to his body, he should be careful no matter what he does, right?

But this passerby uncle actually has no taboo...

At this moment, Mao Lilan poured out a piece of white paper from the express bag containing the red T-shirt.

When I picked it up, I realized it was a shopping mall receipt for buying a T-shirt.

However, the upper left corner and upper right corner of this note were torn off, as if to hide some key information.

Not only this bag, but all other express bags also have receipts.

When all the bills were displayed, everyone immediately understood why the bomber targeted this shopping mall accurately.

Because the special symbols on these bills are the symbols of this Mihua Department Store.

"The date on the receipt is exactly the same as the date on the courier receipt on the bag. It's clear that these red T-shirts were shipped the same day they were purchased from the mall..."

Just as Mouri Kogoro was analyzing seriously, and Toru Amuro, Conan, and Mouri Ran were listening in, a voice came from behind again.

Mouri Kogoro's ears trembled. He thought it was the passerby who had the bomb tied to him again, and he quickly turned his head to keep the person away.

But when I looked back, I realized it was a man in a wheelchair.

"Eh?"

Kogoro Mouri was stunned for a moment, thinking that this person was coming to admit that he was the one who sent the red T-shirt. Just as he was about to ask, Toru Amuro next to him hurried over to explain.

"Excuse me, this is my cousin, Subaru Okiya."

"He might be somewhat interested in this incident, right, cousin?"

Okiya Subaru, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked grim, but nodded his head without hesitation.

"Forehead……"

Maori Kogoro's eyes were clearly filled with disdain. "I say, this is no joke..."

Before he could finish his words, Amuro Toru quickly smiled and said, "Don't worry, my cousin is just watching here, he won't do anything."

Seeing that Amuro Toru insisted on letting

Seeing this man in a wheelchair watching here, Kogoro Mouri didn't know what to say, so he had to agree.

"Okay then, but you can only watch from here. Don't come up and get in the way."

"Yes!" Toru Amuro agreed on behalf of Subaru Okiya.

After sending Mouri Kogoro away, Toru Amuro took a deep look at Subaru Okiya who was staring intently at the bills on the ground.

It seems that even if he loses his memory, the persistence in solving mysteries that is in his blood cannot fade away.