Chapter 655: The Sender and the Bomb

Chapter 655: The Sender and the Bomb

Subaru Okiya, who was hiding in the crowd, listened to Kogoro Mouri's (Conan) reasoning for a while, then curled the corners of his mouth slightly, turned and left.

Walking around the crowd, Subaru Okiya came to a coffee shop on the edge, walked to the window and looked down through the glass.

A black Porsche was parked openly on the side of the road.

Subaru Okiya seemed to be aware of something and moved his eyes upwards. He saw Chianti aiming a sniper rifle at the department store in a window of the building opposite.

The waiter saw Okiya Subaru standing there motionless, walked over and asked in confusion: "Sir, do you need anything?..."

"Ah," Okiya Subaru came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Sorry, I'll leave right away. I'm not in the mood to drink anything on a floor occupied by a bomber. I just want to take a look at the scenery outside."

"Is that so..." The waitress nodded blankly, but she also understood Okiya Subaru's feelings, thinking that this guest was quite handsome, should she comfort him? Maybe...

But before she could say anything more, Subaru Okiya waved and left the store.

The waiter looked at Subaru Okiya's receding back and sighed with some regret.

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Yuya walked around the department store and asked several store clerks before finding Judy and Camel hiding in the crowd near the escalator on the next floor.

When Judy saw Shuichi Akai on a passerby's video call, although Yuya couldn't see the screen on the phone, through Judy's expression, he guessed that Shuichi Akai was most likely on the screen.

Youya stroked his chin and thought for a while, but did not choose to go forward and say hello.

The Akai Shuichi with burns on the right side of his face was undoubtedly Bourbon in disguise.

Gin certainly won't go into battle himself to disguise himself as someone else, and Vodka's body size isn't enough for that either. Chianti and Cohen are snipers, so it's okay to ask them to kill a target, but it would be a bit difficult to ask them to pretend to be Shuichi Akai.

As for Vermouth...she does have the ability, but she has no reason to do so.

Bourbon is different. He hates Shuichi Akai so much that he even hates him. After learning the news of Shuichi Akai's death from the organization, he must be suspicious, so it is reasonable for him to come out and pretend to be someone else to test the FBI.

Based on various clues and signs, Youya was very sure that beneath the burned face, there was definitely a layer of wheat-colored skin.

However, Yuya still has doubts about Bourbon's behavior of pretending to be Shuichi Akai - is the other party really just trying to confirm whether Shuichi Akai is really dead?

Moreover, was Gin and his men setting up an ambush outside in order to snipe the FBI, or was he colluding with Bourbon and waiting for the real Shuichi Akai to appear?

Or maybe... Gin was not aware of Bourbon's actions, and he brought people to ambush him because he received news that Shuichi Akai appeared in the department store?

If that's the case, it's going to be troublesome...

Conan's reasoning in the headphones was proceeding in an orderly manner. Now that the identity of the bomber had been revealed, it would probably be over soon.

By then, there will be a lot of people, especially on the floor where the bomb is located. Those guests will definitely want to leave here as soon as possible, and the department store will fall into a brief chaos.

If Bourbon took the opportunity to leave here, would he be sniped by Chianti? Could he handle it?

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the other side.

Mao Lilan was very surprised when she found out that the uncle with glasses was the bomber.

The man with glasses was shocked and argued: "No, I just..."

Conan interrupted him directly: "You came here through the logo of the Rice Flower Department Store on the receipt, and waited until 12:28, but the sender did not show up at the counter selling red T-shirts. You realized that this was a trap set by the sender to lure you here."

"So you plan to let the sender reveal his true identity."

It seemed that what Conan said was right. The uncle with glasses stood there with his mouth open, unable to utter a word.

Mao Lilan asked in confusion: "How can we make the other party reveal his true intentions?"

Conan explained: "Since the other party knew my address and sent the T-shirt to me, he must also know what I look like, so he threatened to use a bomb. If the sender cannot be found, he will blow up the floor and cause a commotion, so that the sender may come forward on his own initiative."

"Actually, there's no need to go through all that trouble. I already know who the sender is."

Mao Lilan: "o..." After a pause, although the person who was reasoning now was Mao Li Kogoro, she knew it was actually Conan. She couldn't call him dad anymore, so she could only ask, "Who was it? How did you know?"

Conan didn't notice Mao Lilan's strangeness, and continued: "Just look at the receipt. Every time the receipt was issued, it was 12:28. If the clerk is asked to do so, it is indeed possible, but if there is such a strange customer, the clerk will definitely remember it. But she said that there is no such customer, not even a customer who regularly buys red T-shirts."

"Doesn't this mean that the person who prints the receipt is the sender himself?"

"Ah!" Mao Lilan suddenly realized.

"So, the sender is the cashier at the counter where the red T-shirt is sold. Ms. Seta, that's you, right?"

Near the front of the crowd, there was a woman with freckles on her cheeks, her head lowered and her hands clenched into fists.

Mao Lilan looked around and found her, thinking to herself, this person must be Miss Seta?

Conan also saw Seta, and after a pause he continued, "The cash register of that counter is in a small room, and printing receipts in it will not be seen by customers and other store employees, so you can successfully print out the receipt for 12:28."

"Also, since the sender knew the recipient's address, they must have known each other. But the man with glasses still didn't know who the sender was. This also indirectly proves that the sender is you who is hiding in the small room."

Seta had no intention of arguing.

At this point, the sender's identity was successfully revealed.

The man with glasses looked over and showed a surprised expression on his face: "Mai? Are you Mai? Mr. Maruoka's daughter?"

"That's right, Mr. Fukushi," Seta sneered, revealing an angry expression, "I am the daughter of Maruoka Daisaku, who was killed by you in the snowy mountains 13 years ago! Don't call me by my name as if you know me well, you murderer!"

Murder? The crowd watching cried out in surprise.

The man with glasses, Fushi, changed his expression slightly and argued, "No, no, he was in trouble because of the avalanche..."

Seta interrupted him directly: "Yes, that avalanche did help you a lot. It made the police think it was an accident and did not continue to investigate further."

"I..." Fukushi wanted to explain something, but Seta didn't give him any chance.

"But, 13 years ago on December 12, the morning you and my father agreed to go hiking, he wrote in his diary that as long as you stand on the top of the mountain and see the great scenery, it will definitely make you change your ways."

"After my father passed away, his corruption was exposed."

"But I know that's not the case. It was you who embezzled public funds without authorization, and made my father take the blame for you!"

Fukushi's eyes trembled, and he looked at Seta in disbelief and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, Mai..."