Chapter 152

This is the moment!

Conan kicked out toward the police light.

Whoosh~

The police light whistled and flew a distance of tens of meters, hitting Dr. Agasa on the forehead with a "thud."

The chubby Dr. Agasa swayed and fell to the ground.

"Finally succeeded..."

Conan had only said half of it when a loud boom was heard.

The art museum exploded.

"Huh?!" Conan was shocked.

Takagi was also shocked.

Both of them had a string of profanities in their hearts.

Why did it explode even though it wasn't detonated?

Looking at Dr. Agasa who had fainted on the stage.

The host felt secretly relieved.

Fortunately, if I hadn't been clever and set a timed explosion in addition to the remote detonation, this show would have been a failure.

"Everyone don't worry, Dr. Agasa just fainted from excitement. The point is the art museum; it was finally blown away today."

The audience below shouted in unison: "It's gone, it's gone, it's gone..."

Hearing such shouts, Takagi, who had just stopped the car, was moved to tears.

Officer Sato, it's all my fault.

I really shouldn't have delayed for a whole night for my own little selfish thoughts.

If I had gone directly to find Akaso Kaze yesterday as you said, wouldn't the matter have been solved long ago?

You... wouldn't have been blown away either.

Just then, a gust of wind blew by.

The white cloth with the slogan fell down and happened to cover Dr. Agasa.

Conan got out of the police car and walked toward the high platform with a decadent expression.

Defeated, completely defeated.

Not only was he completely defeated in reasoning, but he didn't even save the person.

Officer Sato’s death also had a part of my responsibility.

Conan regretted it so much.

If I had known this, why did I try to be a hero?

He walked heavily to the high platform and happened to run into the excited host.

This was his most successful hosting.

"Where is Dr. Agasa?" Conan asked in a low voice.

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"He's lying right behind," the host replied casually.

Conan looked back and was immediately shocked.

Dr. Agasa was lying quietly on the ground, with a white cloth covering his body.

"Could it be... no, it can't be! What, what happened to him?"

Conan’s lips began to tremble.

Just then, the host pointed to the vanished art museum and shouted loudly: "What happened to it?"

"It's gone, it's gone..."

The onlookers below cheered.

"He, is gone?!" Conan completely misunderstood.

His entire brain went blank.

With a "thud," he knelt on the ground.

Tears gushed out.

"H-how could this... happen!"

"I only kicked a police light..."

Could it be that the police light smashed Dr. Agasa to death?

In that case, was Dr. Agasa killed by me?

"I really shouldn't have gone against Akaso Kaze!"

Conan shed tears of regret.

Beside him, Takagi was also crying bitterly.

"Officer Sato, it's all my fault. If you come back to life, I will definitely not have any inappropriate thoughts anymore..."

Ring, ring...

The phone suddenly rang.

Takagi answered the phone.

"Inspector Megure, I am guilty... huh? Officer Sato is back at the police station? Okay, okay, I'll be right back."

Takagi hung up the phone and looked at Conan in a daze.

"Officer Sato is not dead!"

Conan cried and said: "But Dr. Agasa is dead!"

"Ouch, who is cursing me..."

A groan came from under the white cloth, it shook twice, and was lifted off.

Dr. Agasa revealed his head with a large bump.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much! Hey, who put this white cloth on me?"

"Huh?!"

Conan looked at this scene, wiped his tears hard, and blinked.

Damn it!

Scared me to death!

I really thought Dr. Agasa was kicked to death by me just now!

"Doctor, it's great that you're not dead," Conan said happily.

"Hmm~" Dr. Agasa covered the large bump on his head, still feeling that his head wasn't very clear.

"Conan, what are you talking about? What dead or not dead."

"When I was preparing to detonate the bomb just now, my head felt like it was hit by something, and I fainted immediately."

He turned his head to look on the ground and picked up the culprit that knocked him out.

"Huh, it's actually a police light?"

He immediately looked at Officer Takagi.

Takagi didn't dare to take the blame and shook his head repeatedly.

"The police light is mine, but I didn't throw it; Conan kicked it."

"He kicked it so far and accurately; at a distance of tens of meters, it hit your big head right on..."

Dr. Agasa looked at Conan in a daze.

Being able to kick it so far, he must have used the power shoes I made.

You used the things I made to knock me out; do you have any conscience left?

"Conan, was it really you?"

Dr. Agasa covered his bump, looking depressed and unhappy.

"I'm sorry, Doctor, I didn't mean to! I just saw that the countdown for the bomb detonation was about to end, and I was worried you would press the button, so I... I'm really sorry!"

Conan hurriedly apologized.

"Why did you stop me from detonating it?" Dr. Agasa was confused.

"That's because there were still people inside the art museum building. Officer Sato and Mr. Tonda were hiding in the restroom. If the bomb had detonated, they would have died!"

Conan hurriedly told Dr. Agasa the reason.

"So there were still people inside. Then I really have to thank you; otherwise, I would have made a big mistake."

Dr. Agasa said while turning his head to look.

"Huh? The art museum has already exploded. Then those two..."

"You don't need to worry," Takagi said from the side, "Officer Sato and Mr. Tonda were already saved by Lord Akaso Kaze."

Dr. Agasa turned his head back and looked at Conan with a dark face.

"...Conan, you're playing a trick on me, right?"

"No, no!" Conan really couldn't explain himself, "I really thought they were both inside at the time!"

In the evening, at Akaso Kaze’s house.

Akaso Kaze was sitting at the dining table, with two serious little lolis opposite him.

"The food is here!"

With a pleasant voice, Miwako Sato brought the food out from the kitchen.

Sushi, Japanese fried chicken and tempura, as well as vegetable salad, seaweed salad, and fried tofu with bonito flakes.

Although they were all traditional Japanese dishes, the presentation was quite good.

"I didn't expect Officer Sato to have such skills."

After Akaso Kaze tasted a piece of fried chicken, feeling the fresh and juicy chicken, he couldn't help but praise.

"That's right! Now you know my skills, letting you underestimate me."

Miwako Sato gave Akaso Kaze a beautiful roll of her eyes.

"Also, Akaso-san, just call me Miwako from now on."

The girl said, blushing a little.

"Okay, Miwako, let's have a drink."

Akaso Kaze raised his red wine.

Watching the two drinking together, Ai Haibara couldn't help but frown.

Beside her, Ayumi took a bite of the food and pulled Ai Haibara’s sleeve.

"Haibara, this food is really delicious."

"If it's delicious, eat more; I made quite a lot."

Hearing the little loli’s praise, Miwako Sato beamed.

Ai Haibara looked at Ayumi with a look of "you're hopeless."

This is a love rival!

A love rival!

But Ai Haibara eventually ate a few pieces.

After all, Miwako Sato’s cooking was quite good.

After eating, they sat on the sofa chatting.

Ai Haibara saw the handcuffs on Miwako Sato’s waist and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Hey, why is Officer Sato wearing a rusty pair of handcuffs?"

"Oh, you mean this? Because when I was arresting Tonda, my handcuffs broke, so I had to use my father’s memento temporarily."

Miwako Sato took off the handcuffs, revealing a look of reminiscence.

"Father’s memento?" Ayumi’s eyes widened with curiosity.

Miwako Sato nodded.

"Yes, counting the time, it's been eighteen years. Eighteen years ago today, he was hit by a truck while chasing a robber. Because it was raining heavily, the ambulance couldn't arrive in time, so..."

Looking at the sad girl, Akaso Kaze remembered that case.

His eyes flickered, and he had an idea in his heart.

At night, Akaso Kaze drove Miwako Sato home.

When they arrived downstairs, Miwako Sato was about to get out of the car.

Akaso Kaze called her back.

"Miwako, leave your father’s case to me."

Miwako Sato turned to look at Akaso Kaze, her face full of surprise, her eyes shining with tears.

"Akaso-san, I, I have thought about it for a long time, but I don't have the money..."

Akaso Kaze reached out his finger and lifted the police beauty’s chin.

He leaned his face over.

Miwako Sato trembled and didn't dodge.

She let Akaso Kaze get close.

Akaso Kaze stopped in front of her.

Their breathing was close at hand, making Miwako Sato feel a little dizzy.

Akaso Kaze smiled and said: "I saw everything today; consider that the commission fee."

Miwako Sato got out of the car in a daze, watching Akaso Kaze leave.

What did he mean?

What did he see today?

Suddenly, she thought of what happened during the day, and her face turned bright red instantly.

Bad, bad guy...

She turned back excitedly and walked into the house.

"Miwako, why are you so late today?"

"Hey, your mood seems different today."

Her mother, Shinobu Sato, was sitting on the sofa, and seeing her daughter’s state, she found it a bit strange.

Because police work was too busy, she was usually exhausted and lazy when she came back.

Today, however, she was full of joy and even had a rare shyness.

"Ah, because there was a case, I asked someone for help, and I treated him to dinner in the evening."

Miwako Sato said while changing her shoes.

"Asked someone? A man or a woman?"

Shinobu Sato was very curious.

"A man... oh, Mom, why are you asking so much?"

Miwako Sato was a little embarrassed.