Coroner Ke Xue

Akai Shuichi and Judy left anyway.

There was nothing they could do to help them stay here. They could only watch helplessly as this couple, a couple who truly loved each other, stuffed candy that could kill people into their mouths.

If he stayed here for a little longer, even if he wasn't killed by a bomb, he would still be killed by these wild mandarin ducks.

So after hearing that Lin Xinyi had a way to break the situation, Akai Shuichi took Judy away from this dangerous place with confidence and decisiveness.

After they left, only Lin Shinichi and Miyano Shiho were left in this special observatory located at an altitude of 250 meters.

This is a world that truly belongs to them.

Even with an extra bomb.

But the romantic atmosphere was not affected.

The atmosphere even became more elevated.

From an ordinary daily love, it has been sublimated into a life and death on the Titanic.

Lin Xinyi's eyes were as gentle as Jack's.

Of course, what best restores the character is his handsome face that is as handsome as Leonardo.

Ms. Shiho, on the other hand, has a depth of affection that no movie character can match.

This deep feeling is hidden in her indifferent tone:

"Lin, if I guess correctly."

"You should have found the clue to the location of the second bomb, right?"

"This." Lin Xinyi's attitude was a little hesitant: "There are some clues."

As he spoke, he slowly took out a few gorgeous pink petals from his pocket.

Between these petals with a faint fragrance, there are also a few slender, tender stamens showing brilliant golden yellow.

A few petals, a few stamens.

This is a broken flower.

"this flower"

"Did you find it in that travel bag?"

Miyano Shiho quietly turned his attention to the large travel bag left on the ground by the man in the trench coat.

Although Lin Xinyi has not explained yet.

But she had already recalled in time that Lin Xinyi had just carefully inspected the empty bag containing the bomb.

And these damaged petals were obviously not the date gifts he had prepared.

In this case, these petals and stamens should be the physical evidence he found from the travel bag.

And Miyano Shiho noticed even more keenly:

These petals are not complete. They don't look like they were picked carefully by hand, but they were torn off violently.

just like.

"When the man in the windbreaker was passing by the flower garden, the open zipper of his travel bag scratched the flower on the roadside, accidentally tearing off a few petals?"

Ms. Shiho roughly guessed the reason why these broken flowers appeared in the travel bag:

"The petals are still fresh and there is basically no sign of dryness or yellowing."

"It looks like they should have been taken off no more than 12 hours ago."

"That is to say."

"The man in the trench coat carried this travel bag and went to a place with flowers today?"

She had already roughly deduced what Lin Xinyi was going to say.

"Yes." Lin Xinyi smiled and nodded in confirmation: "I think so too."

As he spoke, he suddenly asked in a confused manner:

"Shiho, do you remember the paper you wrote for me?"

"Which one?" Miss Shiho cast a lovely eye roll:

She helped Lin Xinyi write too many papers.

She couldn't remember clearly.

"Ahem. It's the article "Research and Application of DNA Barcoding Technology in Forensic Botany"."

In the previous case of encountering a bank robber while camping in the wild, Lin Xinyi once asked Miss Haiyuan to help and "creatively" used plant DNA identification technology in the process of solving the case.

So Lin Xinyi naturally became an academic pioneer in applying botanical knowledge to criminal investigation in this scientific world, which can be called a desert of forensic science.

Now that the originator has become the founder.

Naturally, he would not let this knowledge stagnate.

After introducing the world to a new idea of ​​using forensic botany to solve crimes, Lin Xinyi also specially asked Kesouyan to cooperate with local universities to research and summarize a "Distribution Map of Main Plant Varieties and Communities in the Tokyo Area".

The significance of this plant distribution map is probably similar to the paper "Succession Rules of Necrophilic Insect Community in Tokyo Area" that he asked Maori Ran and Subaru Okiya to study.

The purpose is to find out what kinds of plants mainly grow in the Tokyo area and where these plants are mainly distributed.

In this way, Lin Xinyi can roughly deduce the origin of these plants by identifying the plant species remaining at the site.

"These petals are not special, but they are not common either."

"This is an artificially cultivated ornamental plant."

"So I can roughly guess that the man in the trench coat went to a park, a flower shop, or a botanical garden today. Of course, it could also be a private flower garden."

The speculation given by Lin Xinyi has narrowed the scope of suspicion a lot from the entire Tokyo.

But the problem is

"Just knowing this."

"There's still no way to confirm the location of the second bomb, right?"

"There are dozens of parks and botanical gardens throughout Tokyo, and there are countless flower gardens, flower shops, and private gardens."

Miyano Shiho couldn't help but question.

Even with these petals as clues, it is still difficult to find out where the man in the trench coat has been.

This is still a needle in a haystack.

Not to mention.

"The petals can only prove that the man in the trench coat has been to a place with flowers."

"And that place with flowers may not be where he installed the bomb!"

"Maybe he was just passing by?"

Miyano Shiho increasingly felt that this clue was useless.

Lin Xinyi only gave her a helpless smile:

"You're right, Shiho."

"This lead is completely insufficient at this time."

"Hmm" Miss Shiho frowned slightly.

But she wasn't surprised.

Because she knew in her heart that if Lin Xinyi could determine the location of the second bomb just by relying on the clues in his hand, then there would be no need for him to risk staying here.

"If this clue is not enough, then what about your plan?"

"Still, do we have to wait until the last 3 seconds, until the answer appears on the screen?"

There was a hint of worry hidden in Miyano Shiho's brows.

After all, is this the only risky path they can take?

"That's right." Lin Xinyi's tone became a little more gentle: "Zhibao, even so, do you still want to stay here?"

"Actually, I still want you to leave."

"Because what I want to do is somewhat dangerous after all."

"I know." Miyano Shiho didn't hesitate for a second: "I know there will be danger."

"But you will protect me, won't you?"

"Yeah" Lin Xin refused to persuade him again and again.

He just quietly squeezed Miss Shiho's hand and intertwined their fingers:

"Of course, I will protect you."

Time to explosion:

10 minutes.

A moment later, Lin Xin’s family.

The ageless witch, Oscar's Khaleesi, the Faceless One, the disciple of the Thousand-Faced God, the daughter of the black crow, the inheritor of the devil's bloodline, Ms. Belmode

She was slumped on her faithful sofa watching TV.

Her hair was messy and raised, her clothes were wrinkled and skewed, her body was sunk into the soft sofa back without any image, and she was holding a half-sucked bottle of ice-cold Coca-Cola in her hand.

"Hiccup~" He even gave a carbonated burp.

This makes her look like a decadent and boring fat house.

In fact, apart from not being fat, Belmod is indeed quite decadent and boring now.

Because her Lin Xinyi went on a date with his girlfriend using her identity, so she, the real one, could only carefully hide at home and make way for that annoying Miss Miyano.

Although later due to an accident, Miyano Shiho temporarily changed his identity.

But Lin Xinyi was not around, and Belmod was really not in the mood to go out alone.

So she had nothing to do but stay at home and watch TV.

And for this discerning Hollywood queen, this TV is actually nothing interesting.

"Poor acting."

"Is this a script written by a pig? Change."

"Damn it. There was an actor like Yukiko twenty years ago."

"Are there only third-rate idols produced on the assembly line now?"

As an old artist with both virtue and skill, Belmode was almost driven crazy by the East Asian meat that filled the screen.

Let's watch animations. Those juvenile cartoons are not to her liking, as an old lady born in the 1950s.

In the end, she was so bored that she simply threw away the remote control in her hand. Her body softened, her legs folded, and she curled up into a ball, completely lying flat on the soft sofa.

The TV was still chirping.

But her thoughts were already far away:

"What is Shinichi doing?"

The scene of Lin Xinyi and Miyano Shiho's intimate contact soon appeared in her imagination.

This made Belmode feel a little depressed.

From now on, she will become an outsider in this family.

The little girl who became the new mistress happened to be from the Miyano family.

It’s really unpleasant just thinking about it.

However, Shinichi is finally going to be an adult.

Belmode sighed softly, feeling both relieved and melancholy.

She couldn't help hugging the pillow on the sofa that Lin Xinyi usually slept on, smelling the faint smell on it, and closed her eyes with complicated emotions.

Belmode, who had been watching TV all afternoon, was about to take a nap.

Right here, on the sofa where Lin Xinyi usually sleeps.

Anyway, I'm afraid he won't come back today.

"Breaking news! Breaking news!"

"I'm sorry to pause the animation. We're going to interrupt the news urgently."

The TV set, which she had already ignored, suddenly turned up an eighth pitch.

Belmod opened his eyes impatiently:

Breaking news?

It is estimated that some catastrophic disaster occurred somewhere.

But what does this have to do with her?

The witch will not have any unnecessary sympathy for strangers she has never met before.

So Belmode picked up the remote control and wanted to turn off the TV without even looking at it.

But just then, she suddenly remembered:

"etc."

"What I just watched was TV Tokyo."

"Even TV Tokyo stopped broadcasting animation and started to broadcast emergency news?"

It seems that what happened this time is bigger than imagined.

Belmode couldn't help but feel a little interested.

Then, the next second.

"Latest NewsLatest News:"

"A bomber attacked Tokyo Tower, and Metropolitan Police Department Manager Lin was trapped at the scene of the explosion."

There was a snap.

The remote control fell to the ground.

"S-Shinichi?!"

Belmod's eyes widened in disbelief.

Her breathing became heavy, her chest heaved violently, and she felt dizzy and heartbroken for a moment, as if her soul had been drained out.

"No!"

Feeling this long-lost pain, Belmod finally reacted.

She hurriedly rolled off the sofa, not even bothering to put on her slippers, and hurried to the balcony barefoot.

You can see Tokyo Tower directly from here.

You can see the 250-meter-high special observation deck from a distance.

And Lin Xinyi was on top at this time.

"New One"

Belmod's beautiful face was distorted.

Killing intent, pain, regret, love, all kinds of emotions surged like wild waves.

She wanted to stop this.

But it was too late.

The bomber left everyone for less than 16 minutes when he left. He waited for the tourists to hurriedly escape from Tokyo Tower, then notified the media and the police in shock, and finally conveyed it to everyone including Belmode in the form of emergency news. When the general public in the country knows about it.

The explosion is almost happening.

Time to explosion:

3 minutes.

At the same time, Fang Gu Ling's family.

Strictly speaking, this place should be called Toru Amuro's house.

That is, Bourbon’s residence.

I just played the role of a public security policeman at the Metropolitan Police Department in the afternoon, and after finally dealing with the quarrel with the FBI, I watched James leave after eating two pork chops.

Mr. Bourbon finally had time to come back and work a second job.

But not long after he returned to his identity as a villain, a piece of explosive news on TV blew him back to his original form in an instant, turning him from Bourbon back into police officer Fengtani Fangtani:

"Lin, Mr. Lin encountered a bomb attack?"

"He took the initiative to stay at the scene and read the location of the second bomb for everyone?"

"etc."

Jianggu Ling felt a pain in his heart.

Unbearable memories quietly surfaced in my mind.

Although the TV station broadcasting the news has not yet realized the identity of the prisoner in this bomb attack, he has already figured it out:

"This modus operandi."

"It's that bastard!!"

"That bastard who killed Ogiwara and Matsuda!"

Feng Gu Ling's eyes were filled with bloodshot scarlet.

Kenji Ogihara and Jinpei Matsuda were his friends when they were studying at the police academy. Later, they joined the Metropolitan Police Department at the same time and became bomb disposal experts in the explosive ordnance disposal class.

Later, they died one after another at the hands of the same bomber.

And the bomber who killed two of his best friends in succession was the man in the trench coat who trapped Lin Xinyi today.

Because this vicious method of committing crimes was the exclusive invention of that evil bastard.

"Damn, damn, damn!!"

Unprecedented hatred filled my mind.

He was almost consumed by the darkness of his own bourbon.

Especially, when I think about it this afternoon, just a few hours ago.

He also made a serious promise to Lin Xinyi at the Metropolitan Police Department, promising to protect him.

But just a few hours later, Lin Xinyi...

"Is it the people around me?"

"Will everyone suffer such a fate?"

Officer Fangtani couldn't help but have this idea.

There are rumors in the Metropolitan Police Department and even within the police force that there is a famous Miss Fortune in the police force.

But in Feng Guling's view, how could Mao Lilan be considered Miss Fortune?

He is obviously the agent of doom.

Akemi Miyano, Mitsuru Morofushi, Ko Date, Kenji Ogihara, Jinpei Matsuda.

Of the close friends he had regarded as treasures since he was a child, now one is missing and four have died in the line of duty, and none of them are safe and sound.

Now even Lin Xinyi...

Mao Lilan (Conan) is only an unknown passerby.

At most, we can defeat "dangerous occupations" such as Kogoro's old classmates, Fei Yingli's old colleagues, and Mao Lilan's teachers.

But he, Jiang Gu Ling, is a real evil star.

Specialize in defeating your own brothers.

Maybe he should go to a peach orchard with gin and rum?

Shout a few more words: "Are all members of the organization my family?"

"Ah"

A bitter smile appeared on Fang Gu Ling's face.

He opened the window and looked at Tokyo Tower, his eyes fixed on the special observation deck from a distance:

"Mr. Lin"

Lin Xinyi made the same choice as Matsuda Jinpei.

This made his image as a righteous police officer even more glorious, and also made his favorability in Fangtani Rei's heart instantly fill up.

Now Lin Xinyi can be said to be his brother Jiang Guling.

Just like Ogihara and Matsuda.

Officer Fang Gu quietly clenched his fists:

"Mr. Lin, please"

"Please survive!"

He really, really didn't want to experience this pain again.

Time to explosion:

2 minutes.

On the street of Mihua, Gin’s Porsche 356A ranks first in the fuel reimbursement category.

The horrifying news was being broadcast simultaneously on the car radio.

"Nani?!"

It was the first time that Gin was so shocked that he lost his temper like this:

"Chat is trapped at the scene of the bombing?!"

He couldn't help but poke his head out the window, looking at the Tokyo Tower standing in the distance.

Obviously the tower is standing there, but the distance of a few kilometers and the height of 250 meters are like a natural chasm that cannot be crossed at this time.

Lin Xinyi, Chartreuse, the hope of the organization is there!

In order to train this senior undercover agent, the cost of long-term purchase of hot searches, including the huge economic losses suffered by the Fanshan Group during the investigation, plus the scattered helicopter fuel expenses and rocket consumption.

The organization has already spent tens of billions of yen on it!

Seeing that the situation was great, he never thought that he would be involved in such a crisis!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Gin really wanted to blow the bomber's head off with a sap.

Looking at the elusive Tokyo Tower in the distance, the special observation deck where his little brother was trapped, he really wanted to fly up with a helicopter to save people right now.

However, it's too late.

"Brother, don't worry!!"

Gin's face was gloomy, but Vodka's excited voice quietly sounded in his ears:

"think carefully."

"This is actually a good thing!"

"Good thing?"

The undercover agent worth tens of billions of yen is gone. Is this a good thing?

"Of course!"

I saw a wise light flashing in Vodka's eyes:

"Didn't the news say that Chartreux took the initiative to stay next to the bomb in order to save the citizens of Tokyo?"

"Sacrifice yourself for others, make selfless contributions, and have the courage to sacrifice."

"How does this look like someone from our organization?"

how?

Can’t we have good people in our organization?

Gin was in a bad mood and wanted to refute, but he quickly came to his senses:

yes

How could an organization have such a bad guy?

Can such a bad person be a member of the organization?

"I think he must have been instigated by the Japanese police to rebel."

"He has long since become a real policeman!"

Vodka analyzed eloquently:

"I'm afraid this guy has become a traitor to the organization."

"The bomber not only exposed his ugly true face in one fell swoop, but also helped us get rid of this traitor."

"Isn't this a good thing?"

a delicate silence

Gin was stunned for a moment, and then quickly laughed:

"Haha. Vodka, your words really reminded me."

"Big, big brother?"

Tears of excitement filled Vodka's eyes.

He had been saying bad things about Lin Xinyi for so long. Did Brother Gin finally listen to him?

Will everyone finally realize Lin Xinyi's criminal behavior of using money from prostitution organizations to serve as a model police officer?

The more I think about Vodka, the more difficult it becomes.

Fortunately, when everyone was deceived by that bad boy, he always tried hard to persevere.

That's what he was thinking

Suddenly I heard Gin say with admiration:

"You're right about vodka."

"Chartreuse can't be such a bad guy."

"It is impossible for him to sacrifice for the citizens of Tokyo."

"Concern leads to chaos, I didn't think of it just now."

Gin paused for a moment, and looked at Tokyo Tower with even more joy:

"This was all Chartreuse's plan."

"He must have mastered the method to break the situation and be sure of protecting himself, so he deliberately put on a posture of not fearing sacrifice and took the initiative to stay at the scene."

"In this way, he can make a great contribution to saving Tokyo in one fell swoop under the attention of the media."

"He can also use practical actions to convince everyone that he is a selfless and fearless model policeman."

High, this move is really high.

While gaining the trust of the people, he also did not forget to help the organization save a lot of publicity funds.

With Lin Xinyi's current reputation, coupled with this performance that is enough to move Japan and the earth, the hot searches are still not full.

At that time, not only will the organization not have to spend money, but the organization will also be able to make a lot of money from the fan economy by secretly controlling the operation of the "Lin Xinyi Fan Group" through vodka.

"Hahahaha, very good"

The more Gin thought about it, the more satisfied he became:

"He is indeed my most proud disciple!"

Vodka: "."

He fell silent.

In silence, Vodka looked at Tokyo Tower in the distance with resentment:

Sukabule

Blow it up, blow it up for me! !

Time to explosion:

1 minute.