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Chapter 223 You're Wearing Strange Glasses

After the bomb exploded, Shiraishi put away his gun and originally planned to rush back to his body.

However, before leaving, he checked the taskbar and found that the task was not displayed, but the title was refreshed.

Now, it has become a series of 1/4 of progress - saving the naughty kid who is dying every day, the progress bar fills up one-quarter, and there are three-quarters left.

The rewards for this set of tasks are generally very good.

Although Shiraishi was not very concerned about the body, she thought that when Haibara Ai followed her body, she should have helped to take care of her, so she didn't rush to go back.

Otherwise, if you think about it again, you don’t know how long it will take. If you miss the clue, you will suffer huge losses.

The remaining tasks are not stated in the taskbar.

Shiraishi looked around for a moment and soon saw Conan who had just arrived at the park.

Although I don’t know what happened, I’m sure I’m right to follow this semi-automatic task publisher.

He changed into a cat form, sneaked to the teenage detective team in the chaos, and listened to what had just happened.

When Conan left, Shiraishi jumped on and rubbed his skateboard. This thing ran faster than a car in the city, so there was no need to worry about going with Conan.

On the way, Conan did not forget to contact Dr. Agasa and the police.

After countless times of whistle and scolding, Conan finally arrived at Mihua Station in violation of the rules.

He glanced at his watch, and it was about eight minutes before the time of the explosion that the criminal said was.

The square in front of the station is very small, covering an area of ​​only one or two hundred square meters. There is a fountain pool in the middle of the square, and there are many benches for tourists to rest. At the very corner, a few trees were planted scattered.

Conan arrived at the place, put down the cat and picked up the skateboard. According to Moritani Diji's prompt "under the tree", he went straight to the tree, but found nothing.

Conan stopped without finding anything and suddenly remembered something.

He turned around and looked at the cat who was looking around in the square and carefully straightening his hair. Seeing that it had no intention of sniffing it, he sighed immediately.

...At this time, it would be great if the fox was there. He remembered that on the Shinkansen, the fox had sniffed out the location of the bomb. When looking for bombs, it seemed that the fox was better at it.

The black cat should know this too, so... why did he send only one cat here?

Is there any other use for foxes, such as tracking down other missing explosives?

No, wait...

Thinking of this, Conan suddenly remembered that the time he discovered the cat was after the skateboard drove a distance.

Perhaps the truth is that when in the park, the fox also wanted to hitchhike like a cat, but it didn't have time to jump on the skateboard...

Conan reviewed the fox's quiet and gentle look, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he might have seen the truth.

...If I had known this, I should have looked at the ground before leaving.

Now there are only a few minutes left, and it is too late to look for it again.

Conan regrets it very much.

But now that things have come to this point, I can only try my best to find clues.

He plans to find a high point and conduct a global observation.

While looking for the high point, Conan accidentally saw the black cat stopping in front of a bench, and then it leaned its head and glanced under the stool.

On the bench was a young couple sitting.

Conan walked over in confusion and saw a bag under the bench, which should be the couple's luggage.

After a closer look, you can see a beautiful little white cat in your bag.

The white cat rubbed against the grid door, and its water-blue eyes looked outside warmly. After looking at it for a while, it looked at the black cat with a delicate "meow~" and said with a twists and turns.

The black cat's ear tip moved and took another step towards the cat bag.

"..." Conan's forehead slid down two black lines, and he reached out to take away the black cat that seemed to be confused by the beauty.

But as soon as his hand moved, the black cat suddenly stepped forward amid the couple's screams and hooked the cage door.

Conan was shocked and caught the cat at the risk of being scratched, while smiling dryly to the couple hiding beside him: "It's a cat that has been bored for too long and wants to play with a companion, I'm sorry."

"Comrade? Is the cat in that bag?" The girl pressed her long skirt curiously, squatted down, and looked under the bench.

Conan was stunned and suddenly turned his head to look at her: "That's not your bag!"

The couple was startled by his serious tone, looked at each other for a moment and shook their heads: "When we came, the bag was already there."

Conan's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at the cat bag.

Just now, he actually saw this bag.

But according to experience, timed explosives dropped by criminals in public are usually packed in unowned bags.

Some people sat on this bench before, and considering that many people would put large luggage under the stool when waiting for the car in order not to trip up others, Conan thought that this bag had a master, and from the beginning, it was not included in the scope of consideration.

Now that I suddenly heard the "master" of the bag say this, Conan couldn't sit still.

He carefully climbed under the bench and observed the bag, and saw a note on it with:

"Please take it away by kind people."

The warning that Moriya Diji's "If you don't go quickly, you will be taken away by others" suddenly appeared in Conan's mind, and the suspiciousness of the cat bag increased again.

Conan subconsciously glanced at the black cat who first discovered the cat's bag, and found that the cat was also looking at him. The dark golden pupils contained very obvious contempt, as if they were poking Conan a "yellow waste".

"..." Conan found that he was actually stared at by a cat and felt guilty.

At the same time, he finally figured out the secret code given by the mysterious man:

"Below the tree" generally refers to the roots of the tree, nekonn.

This is very similar to the pronunciation of cats neko.

And even the cat reacted like this... You can't make a mistake, the bomb is definitely here!

Conan carefully took out the box and opened the cage door.

The white cat walked out of it, stretched its waist against the ground, and was about to stick it to the black cat, but suddenly it was picked up by a pair of hands that stretched out from beside it. The couple happened to want to adopt a cat. When they saw the message note on the bag, they happily took the cat away.

Conan opened the cover of the bag and looked inward. He found that at the bottom of the bag, a simple time bomb was tightly fixed with tape. The countdown on it was 6 minutes and 32 seconds.

The remaining time is not too little. Conan has learned about bomb disposal in Hawaii and feels that this bomb is not difficult to dismantle.

He breathed a sigh of relief and ran to the convenience store across the road, intending to buy a pair of scissors.

Mihua citizens are simple and simple. Although there are many murder cases, stealing and robbing bags is not too common. Conan leaves with confidence.

Shiraishi looked at his back, then approached Baokou and took a look inside.

Under normal circumstances, if a bomber is determined to explode, the bomb will be very difficult to dismantle, which is easier than to directly destroy or detonate it.

But criminals in this world are very principled for accidents.

At least, judging from the style and structure of the bomb in front of me, it was made for the purpose of making people dismantle it.
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