What is this called~~ Matsuda Zhilu Dao is now too late for Zhilu Dao to run back to the dispatch room, and he can't organize them. Looking around, I saw a carport not far away, which should be the means of transportation for the staff at the dispatching terminal to commute to work.

Ran over to take a look, it was not bad, there was a careless, no, it should be a kind and unsuspecting guy who didn't put any locks on his bike. Or maybe he thinks the broken bike is something that even a crappy thief can't look down on.

What is it like to ride a bike? What about a bicycle ride on the ballast next to the track? Matsuda is not in the mood to talk about it right now, just feels his ass rubbing against the saddle at the same rate as he is playing basketball.

Damn, I hope that bastard kid Kudo is right, but why should I suffer this sin! Matsuda was indignant.

Sure enough, after walking a short distance along the ring line, Matsuda saw a ** lying quietly between the railroad tracks, and the number 0013 was displayed on the electronic screen.

Throwing the bike aside, Matsuda sat down on the railroad tracks and looked down at the bomb, wondering what to say.

Is it true? Matsuda's head blocked out the sun's rays. 0013 starts jumping down on the bomb, 12, 11, 10 Matsuda moves his head away, and the bomb immediately flips back to 0013.

This is really very unscientific, very unscientific! Matsuda was very sad and indignant in his heart. Is there a mistake! Such a sensitive sunlight sensor device is used as a delayed detonation device for time bombs?

Although I found out a long time ago, I actually became a character in anime. But why am I coming to this anime? Take a small revolver to confront this kind of high-tech terrorist that I have never seen before?

God, the most annoying thing is that I don't have the aura of the invincible resurrected protagonist yet. The most terrible thing is that it was a pawn who should have died three years ago! The more Matsuda thought about it, the more angry he became, and he almost jumped up. It's absolutely unscientific!!

In the dispatch room of the Toyoshi Dispatch Station, the Twilight Police Department saw that the person in charge had parked all the trams on the ring line into each station, and none of them exploded.

Excited, Twilight shook her fist, and then remembered why Matsuda's bastard hadn't come back yet?

"Brother Matsuda, where are you?" Twilight was in a cheerful mood, and her tone was not dissatisfied, and she was rarely amiable.

"The police department, I'm here, hmm~~" Matsuda looked around, but didn't recognize where it came from: "I have found a bomb on the ring line, and it has just been dismantled, you organize people to find the remaining four." ”

"What? Tear one down?" Twilight was taken aback, "Why don't you call the mobile team!" Oh, yes, that's where you came from, hehe, tear one down. I'll arrange for people right away. ”

Twilight hung up the phone, and was in a better mood, and now it seems that Brother Kudo's reasoning is right, and now he can rest assured.

Anxin?No!?Oops!!When Twilight was about to call someone, she remembered that there was a joint emergency command center above him. He made his own decision on this matter, and he hasn't reported it to the group of big and small bosses yet!

Picking up his mood, Twilight dialed the phone, carefully organized the wording, and tried to beautify Kudo's reasoning, saying that it was 200% sure that he did it.

As the Metropolitan Police Department investigators exited the hole, the remaining four bombs were quickly discovered and defused. Matsuda had also returned to the dispatch room at this time, and the defused bomb had been handed over to the explosive ordnance disposal team of his old employer. But the sunlight-sensing device above has been in his hand for a long time.

Where's the Twilight Police Department? Oh roar? No, he's in Conan's hospital room at this time. Matsuda's heart began to twitch uncontrollably. What is this called? The protagonist template is too invincible, isn't it, did he slip away before the bomb was completely defused and the alarm was lifted?

Ha, forget it, what do I care so much for. Matsuda rubbed the chip in his hand, this kind of thing can't be guaranteed to be there, but it's definitely not something that ordinary people can get their hands on, right? What does it work on? Absorb solar energy? Impossible, whether it is charging or consuming energy, there should be a transition, how can it be cut off and replenished within thirteen seconds. Sunlight receivers, ultraviolet sensing devices, this is still possible.

Matsuda, who was struggling, suddenly thought of Dr. Asasa, to be precise, the solar skateboard he had researched and manufactured, that rather strange means of transportation.

Make a skateboard, but it's not an ordinary skateboard, it's a supervehicle that Conan can use to chase cars. Well, maybe it's because there's too much traffic in Tokyo and you can't get up to speed. But will there be less people than cars in Tokyo? And the structure, and the fact that its materials are not lost at high speeds.

Of course, this is not the key place, the key is that as such a high-tech skateboard, it does not even have any energy storage devices. It's completely sucking and using, and you can't run when the sun goes down, but as long as there is sun, you can keep running. Such an energy conversion frequency is outrageously efficient to use.

The most important point is that when Dr. Asasa first appeared, he was still a dream chaser who enthusiastically worked high-tech and was ready to make a fortune. His research still seems to be very unsuccessful, and he is not a first-class elite in the industry.

Well, I have to admit that I was wrong. Matsuda wiped his head, and there was no sweat on his head. This is an anime world, and I'm a character in anime. This world is not very peaceful. There are high-IQ maniacs who kill people everywhere, there are perverts who like to explode everywhere, there are terrorists, there are underworld gangs in black clothes, there are secret agents CIA who have been hidden for many years, there are FBIs who illegally entered the country with guns, there are APTX-4869 that has a survival rate of only two people, and I don't know if there are terrible high-tech weapons that require human lives and I don't know what kind of high-tech weapons that cost lives. For example, the textile lady pocket pistol or the three-barreled plasma gun, after all, who knows if there are any super scientists, magical aliens and the like hidden in this world.

In fact, none of this matters, what really scares Matsuda is that there is a group of incompetent police officers who need help every time in the detective, but he is still one of them. Why can't I be a detective? FBI, CIA? It's really not good, it's okay to be a black-clothed organization! Matsuda whipped himself again and again in the depths of his heart, and when he tortured himself, his mobile phone rang angrily.

If it's still twilight this time, then I definitely won't take it. Matsuda, who was iron-blooded and cold-faced with tofu heart, heard the mobile phone ringing and squeezed the chip in his hand. Absolutely, no.

"Moses Moses~~"

"Matsuda, come back quickly. There are already clues to what to investigate. Yumi's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yumi, what's the matter?" Matsuda asked stupidly, and immediately reacted: "Found it?"

"That's right, hurry up to Kakudo Ichicho, there's a coffee shop there. The van was stolen in that vicinity, and Officer Sato and I had already rushed there. Yumi hung up the phone after introducing the situation, presumably while driving.

However, Matsuda subconsciously dug into his pockets. Well, that's good, the keys to the police car from the Ministry of Communications are still there, but the car was left at the Green Terrace Police Hospital!

Just as Matsuda was looking at him in confusion, a middle-aged policeman walked over from the crowd of the mobile team: "Matsuda, how are you doing? I haven't seen you for a few years." ”

Mmmm? This thing knows Matsuda? The original dead ghost? Matsuda's mind moved, and we knew each other very well, and the two brothers reached out and hugged the policeman: "Yes, that's right, brother, for the sake of working together before, do the younger brother a favor." ”

"Oh, what's something that makes you so polite?" the cop laughed. Matsuda Jinpei, who used to be excited, was notoriously rigorous and solemn. Although it was a joke, it was a joke, but where did it hook up like now.

"Send me to Kakuto Ichicho. Matsuda said to Nunu, the police car of the mobile team: "I have something urgent." ”

"Okay. The policeman agreed, and then took Matsuda into a police car. The rest of the team members squeezed into other vehicles and rushed back to the Metropolitan Police Department.

On the way, the middle-aged policeman drove the car and said, "Look at your embarrassed appearance, what's the matter?

When Matsuda heard the middle-aged policeman say this, he sighed in distress: "That's right, endless cases." Where is the head~~"

"Hey, do you want to come back to the explosive ordnance disposal team?" The middle-aged policeman was silent for a moment before continuing: "I also know what happened three years ago, and he shouldn't appear again." Actually, I was supposed to be here to lead the team when I went to the hospital."

The middle-aged policeman didn't say any more, but how could Matsuda forget the incident of three years, the hospital that had collapsed in half.

There was silence all the way until the destination, Matsuda got off the bus. However, before closing the door, he stared at the middle-aged policeman very seriously: "I will definitely catch that guy with my own hands." Then he closed the door and left, not even leaving a word of thanks.

Ha. The middle-aged policeman shook his head and smiled. No matter how time passes, Matsuda has never changed, just like five years ago, he is honest and brave, and fearless. I think of the rumors I have heard in the past few years, saying that Matsuda is not good here and not good there. In fact, they never knew the man with their hearts, they didn't have the ability to bear his pain, and they had no way to understand his buried thoughts.

It is clear that the old chief Matsuda Jinpei had a beautiful and erroneous misunderstanding. The current Matsuda is not the same Matsuda of five years ago, but he guessed the beginning wrong, but not the end. The explosion three years ago really changed a man's life.

PS: Regarding this question of light energy sensing, I would like to ask weakly, is there one? I didn't believe it, but then I thought about it, there may be, but it should definitely be rare. It's amazing, it should have only been about an hour and a half when Conan told Twilight Bomb that he was between the tracks. Then it takes half an hour for 21 trams to enter the station. Then he organized people to search, whether on foot or with dogs, and he was able to find five bombs in an hour. It seems that there is an episode of the anime that Kogoro has been at the station, and it was an hour to run a lap at that time. The train runs around every hour, and I'm curious about human beings, what do Japanese people spend a lot of money to build a tram for?