Ghost Detectives in the Detective World

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That's quite a grand affair.

Matsuda saw from afar a dense crowd of police officers huddled together outside the museum, and even two helicopters hovering overhead, and felt a wave of frustration wash over him.

Chapter 235 Tomorrow is April Fool's Day, kid.

Why have we never seen such strong support when we catch murderers?

Could it be that the superintendent of police's nephew is the head of the Second Division?

Matsuda looked at the densely packed police officers and couldn't help but think to himself,

If only I had these people, I could immediately conduct a thorough search of Tokyo for members of the Black Organization. It certainly wouldn't have been like yesterday, where they managed to break into the Metropolitan Police Department and escape!

After waiting by the roadside for a while, Matsuda saw Kogoro Mouri come out with Ran and Conan.

Hehe, judging from this kid's smug look, he must have cracked the code.

"Ah! It's Officer Matsuda."

When Ran saw Matsuda waving, she quickly came over to say hello.

"Tch, it's that annoying guy." Mori curled his lip.

He now looks down on Matsuda. Ever since Matsuda appeared, the sleeping Kogoro has been frequently mocked in the newspapers, who say he can only act tough outside of Tokyo.

"Ran, how about borrowing Conan for a bit?" Matsuda asked with a smile.

"OK,"

Ran looked down at Conan, whose hand she was holding, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Officer Matsuda and Conan have a great relationship."

Matsuda grabbed a reluctant Conan, put his left thumb and forefinger into Conan's mouth to make a smile.

"Of course, I really love children."

Heh, you bastard, you're lying again...

Conan rolled his eyes, and after Kogoro and Ran had walked away, he immediately began to provoke them: "Have you figured out the answer to the code yet?"

Matsuda shook his head.

Haha ...

Conan, feeling he had the upper hand, was about to excitedly make a few sarcastic remarks about Matsuda when...

Then tell him the answer, and let him look at you with admiration.

Before he could speak, Matsuda interjected, "A code left by Phantom Thief Kid?"

"Yeah." Conan nodded.

"What was that again?" Matsuda asked.

"I have completely deciphered this code."

Although it didn't achieve the desired effect, Conan, still excited, couldn't help but show off.

"The first sentence, when the moon separates the two people, refers to the artificial satellite and the sun. In other words, this sentence refers to the lunar eclipse that occurs between the artificial satellite and the sun, which is the time when he committed the crime. That is, the time when BS relaxed and stopped, from 12:30 am to 4 am."

"And that happens to be the first letter of BlackStar's English name, BS. The wave in the phrase 'with the invitation of the waves' refers to radio waves, which is the direction from which Kaito Kid appears. BS radio waves are transmitted from 45 degrees west of south and from above the horizon at a direction of 42.3 degrees. From the perspective of the Beika Museum, the only building that fits this description is the roof of the Beika Municipal Hotel."

Conan, who had just finished speaking such a long passage, was still sitting with his mouth dry, puffing out his chest and slightly raising his chin as he stared at the towering Beika Municipal Hotel, deliberately avoiding looking at Matsuda.

He was radiating smugness.

"Why are you rambling on and on? Aren't you tired? Wouldn't it have been simpler to just say that Kid would be on the roof of the Beika Municipal Hotel between 12:30 and 4:00?"

Matsuda raised his hand and tapped Conan on the head in an annoyed tone.

hateful!

Conan covered his head and rubbed it with a dark expression. This bastard was definitely retaliating maliciously because I solved the mystery before him this time!

"I just wanted to ask you what the trailer for Kidd said, and you're already going on and on about all this?" Matsuda chuckled.

"Don't lie to me," Conan exclaimed, jumping up and down. "You definitely haven't forgotten. You definitely remember it clearly, just like me. You definitely thought about this code until dawn last night and still couldn't come up with the answer!"

Why would I need to remember that?

Matsuda didn't understand Conan's overreaction and retorted in a very ordinary and calm tone.

"Didn't we make it very clear yesterday that this matter is not under our jurisdiction, but rather the responsibility of Section Two?"

Conan originally thought that Matsuda would be just as interested in these nonsensical codes as he was, and that he must have studied them very carefully.

Moreover, as an opponent he absolutely had to surpass, he certainly held an absolute advantage in cracking the code this time.

But after he confidently declared it, Matsuda paid no attention at all.

The thought of how he had just acted like a clown, putting on a one-man show, filled Conan with shame and rage, making him want to explode.

He tugged at his hair in frustration.

"How can there be such an irresponsible police officer like you!"

"Hey, even police officers have different roles. Does that mean smarter officers have to be involved in everything and deserve to be overworked?"

Matsuda shook his head, giving him a look that said, "You're completely hopeless."

"So you really solved it? What was the original code written again?"

Conan angrily pulled out a piece of paper and threw it at Matsuda.

You know nothing, yet you want to tell me what to do with my reasoning?

Distractedly staring at the paper, Matsuda looked at the random things on it—solar satellite radio waves and other nonsensical symbols—and suddenly felt a headache coming on.

If you're talking about bomb components or firearm structures, Matsuda would definitely understand those.

But now it involves something as completely unrelated to Matsuda as Japanese satellites, how could he possibly know about it?

"Hey, what are you doing! If you think there's a problem with my reasoning, just say so."

Seeing that Matsuda couldn't figure it out and seemed to be lost in thought, Conan couldn't help but feel smug.

"You didn't explain the meaning of the first sentence, did you?"

Although Matsuda didn't fail to understand those nonsensical reasoning arguments,

But his instincts as a criminal investigator made him immediately realize the problem.

"The first sentence?" Conan was taken aback. "Didn't that sentence tell you what it meant when the moon separated the two of them?"

“No, no, no,” Matsuda waved his index finger in front of Conan a few times, “I meant the first sentence, Aprilfoo1.”

"Aprilfoo1? Hey, are you out of your mind? Isn't that a date?" Conan rolled his eyes.

“Aprilfoo1 means tomorrow, April 1st, which is April Fool’s Day! What if Kid is just playing a prank on you and doesn’t actually show up?” Matsuda asked.

"April Fool's Day? This is a preview of Kaito Kid's heist, how could it be a joke!"

Conan gave Matsuda an annoyed look, then hurriedly ran towards the building.

Watching Conan walk away without looking back, Matsuda couldn't help but shake his head.

That kid was too impulsive. But now that they know the time and place, the Second Division should be prepared. There might be a good show tonight.

Matsuda felt a secret smugness. Although they were colleagues at the Metropolitan Police Department,

But Matsuda, who had already clashed with the Second Division several times, was naturally happy to see them suffer a setback.

......

At midnight, Conan, too excited to sleep, sneaked out to the Beika Municipal Hotel.

Then at 12:30, Conan and Kid finally met.

Chapter 236 What? Why are you arresting me?

"Hey, little brother, what are you doing here?" Kidd asked with interest.

He never expected that the one who deciphered his code would be a seven-year-old kid.

Conan laughed as he lit the fireworks. After they "whooshed" into the sky and exploded, he said to Kid, "I'm setting off fireworks."

"You... are not an ordinary child."

Kidd frowned slightly, watching the exploding fireworks, and already knew the answer in his heart.

"My name is Edogawa Conan, and I am a detective."

After Conan finished his self-introduction with a smug look,

"Mr. Phantom Thief Kid, aren't you going to run? It's dangerous to stay here, the helicopter is coming soon."

Conan, who pretends to be cute on the surface but is secretly preparing to take a sneaky shot to tranquilize Kid, is ready to fire the tranquilizer dart from his wristwatch, just waiting for Kid to make a mistake when he tries to escape.

However, Kid's next move was completely unexpected by Conan.

He pulled out a walkie-talkie and, without using any auxiliary tools, began imitating Inspector Chaki's voice to relocate all the officers remaining at the Beika Museum.

Immediately afterwards, Kidd imitated Inspector Nakamori's voice and summoned all the undercover sentries at the Beika Municipal Hotel to the rooftop.

Ginzo Nakamori, the police inspector who is determined to dedicate his life to capturing the Phantom Thief Kid.

In his lifelong battle of wits with Kid, he squandered a huge amount of taxpayers' money, but in doing so, he earned the reputation of a phantom thief.

Now, because of Kidd's return, Inspector Nakamori excitedly led a large group of his men onto the roof.

A new round of confrontation began with Kidd, who had come into such close contact with Kidd more than once.

Conan, unaware of Kid's purpose and stunned by the sight of so many police officers he had attracted, had completely lost his ability to speak.

He couldn't imagine what these shady thieves were up to, or why they had attracted all the police.

“I have deciphered your notice and deployed a large number of police officers here. Now you can give up on that pearl.”

Inspector Nakamori shone brightly tonight, under the dazzling lights of the helicopter.

His confident and eloquent speech in front of everyone in the Second Investigation Division laid the foundation for his future position as the commander-in-chief in the manhunt for Kid.

"You have nowhere to run, Kidd!"


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