Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

　　 Shinhan was very pleased to see Conan as if he suddenly understood something.

　　 High school student detective Shinichi Kudo has been growing up, and he will eventually understand the world more clearly. Perhaps the unveiled world is cruel and indifferent, but it is real and alive.

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　　 Dongdu Ring Line trains are galloping on the track at a speed of 70 kilometers per hour, and in the Mihua Police Station, all the police officers who know the situation are full of gloom.

　　 "The X of XX should be under the seat or above the net frame, right?" Kogoro Mouri racked his brains and thought, "But if this is the case, it should make sense under the body."

Xin Fan just brewed himself a cup of green tea, and he retorted: "It is almost impossible for a murderer to install a bomb under the train without alerting anyone. And it is too eye-catching under the seat or above the luggage rack, in case of being caught by the passengers. If you take it by mistake, things are likely to go beyond the killer's control.

　　 "For bombers, they often enjoy the moment the bomb explodes, and it is impossible to allow emergencies to destroy the art and beauty of their designs."

　　 Officer Mumu couldn't help but glanced at him: "Brother Asano, isn't your university majoring in criminal psychology?"

　　 "Of course not." Shinhan said with a smile, "I chose biotechnology at the beginning." It's just that I got more or less dabbled in later.

　　 "Biotechnology." Officer Mumu's eyes were very pleased, "This is also a talent that the country needs very much, brother Asano, your future is limitless."

　　 Conan murmured silently: "But he opened a music classroom, and even ran to work as an agent for Uncle Maori."

　　 "What's the matter with your disgusting tone?" Xinfan gently tapped Conan on the head.

　　 This kind of gentleness made Conan hugged his head and quickly begged for mercy: "The music classroom is also very good. People are under too much pressure now. Playing the piano when you have time can help relieve stress and cultivate sentiment."

　　 Police Officer Mumu was amused by him: "Haha, why is Conan's tone so sophisticated?"

"I understand!!!" Amidst the peace, Kogoro Mori, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly patted the table and stood up. The bomb must be installed on the track!!"

　　 Police Officer Megumi heard Moori Kogoro's analysis, and his smile stiffened at the corner of his mouth.

　　 ah ah, so ashamed, he is a police officer who has experienced many battles, and he is not as dedicated as a detective who resigned halfway through Maori. When is it, he is still joking with other people! !

　　 And Conan subconsciously retorted: "How is it possible? How could the bomb on the rails explode because the train speed is less than sixty per hour... Well..." He suddenly stopped.

　　 "Did you also think about it?" Xinfan lowered his head slightly and looked directly into Conan's eyes. "The second condition of the bomb explosion is the reason why the prisoner used the sun to set instead of giving the specific time."

"Um!"

　　 Officer Mumu: "???"

　　 Moori Kogoro suddenly patted his head: "Yes! If the bomb is tied to the railroad track, it has nothing to do with the train, haha, it seems I guessed wrong."

　　 "Sorry, Conan wants to go to the bathroom, I'll take him there first." Xinfan made an apologetic gesture, and then pulled Conan away from the police station in a crowd of bewildered eyes.

　　 "What's wrong?" Conan wondered, "Aren't we supposed to tell the police the result of the reasoning now?"

"This result should be provided to the police by Shinichi Kudo." Shinshige kept taking Conan to a nearby phone booth before stopping to explain, "The prisoner gave Shinichi Kudo a challenge book. If he hasn't shown up or provided help, then It's too bad."

　　 Conan knew it, and then was a little moved.

　　 This kind of reasoning that can save countless lives was clearly thought of by Mr. Asano and him. In the situation just now, if Mr. Asano made the reasoning logically, no one, including him, could blame him. However, despite this, Mr. Asano was able to consider him from the perspective of Shinichi Kudo for the first time, and took the initiative to give up the opportunity to be commended and admired.

　　 Conan called with a grateful heart, "Hey, it's me, Kudo."

Police Officer Megome just got confused by Shinshige and Conan's "I understand" "No, you don't understand?" "Actually I don't understand" "I just said I understand?" After receiving a call from Kudo Shinichi, he seemed to see hope again.

　　 "Oh! Kudo! We have been waiting for you for a long time!!!"

　　 "I learned everything from Asano." Conan said with the receiver in one hand and the voice changer in the other. "Actually, my uncle guessed well, the location where the prisoner actually installed the bomb is between the rails."

　　 Mouri Kogoro, who kept his head sideways eavesdropping, suddenly said loudly: "I said the bomb was between the rails. Conan still doesn't believe it!"

　　 Police Officer Megome ignored Kogoro Mouri, and he asked, "Why?"

"The prisoner designed the five bombs to explode as long as there is no light for a few seconds." Conan used his amazing memory and mental arithmetic ability to analyze ~www.readwn.com~ If the loop line train is from the bomb If it passes above, the bomb will be blocked from the sun by the body for a while. One carriage is calculated as 20 meters, and ten carriages are two hundred meters. Then the light time set by the bomb should be twelve seconds! When the sun sets, no matter what the speed of the loop train is, the bomb will be detonated because there is no light. "

　　 "So, please let the police get the loop train into other tracks as soon as possible!!!"

　　 Following Conan's loud and loud words, Officer Mumu immediately ordered the train management personnel to arrange the loop line to be cleared.

　　 Shinhan leaned against the glass door of the phone booth, focusing on the words of the police station not far away.

　　 "Kudo." He started, "After you said those things, you can't shirk responsibility for all the accidents in the train."

　　 Conan turned around unexpectedly, "What are you talking about? Should I not tell the police about the solution in order not to take responsibility?"

　　 "You can tell the result of your reasoning, but you should leave the decision to the police."

"What's a joke?" Conan said without hesitation, "The police believe me, and the passengers on the train believe me. This is the role of a detective and the responsibility of a detective. If it is a little convenience, the safety of so many people is put at risk. Regardless, I would hate myself like that."

　　 There was light in Conan’s eyes when he said these words.

　　 His expression is very firm, his face is firm and charming.

　　 "What about..." He asked seriously, "Do you think our reasoning is correct?"

　　 "Of course, this is the most reasonable and most likely result."

　　 Conan laughed: "Then what are you worried about? Give yourself more trust, Mr. Asano."