Conan: Ran, I really am Shinichi, you have to believe me!

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Just when I was feeling down and frustrated, having come here to relax, and was about to be defeated by some annoying elementary school student again, things took an unexpected turn.

When he learned that the annoying elementary school student who had been dominating him recently had unexpectedly lost, giving him a chance to make a comeback and turn the tide, Shinichi Kudo was overjoyed.

Especially since the murder weapon that he couldn't find was found by this elementary school student beforehand and brought out, so what if the elementary school student found the murder weapon first? Didn't he still deduce wrongly and wrong an innocent person?

Well, even if those two men in black don't look like good people, especially with those cold eyes that don't care about human life or the police, they didn't do this case. That's the cold, hard reality.

Since the young and despicable elementary school student has been caught off guard, let him, the savior of the Japanese police and Conan Edogawa, make a grand entrance to salvage their unforgivable reasoning error!

Thinking of this, Shinichi Kudo stood in the center, raised his arm, and with his aura fully unleashed, loudly proclaimed:

"Inspector Megure, there's another flaw in your reasoning. Poor elementary school students, your reasoning is wrong. The murderer isn't the two men in black sitting behind the victim."

This is how the real killer committed murder; I'll show you…

Next, based on Jiang Chengbei's suggestion to use connected piano wire and iron hooks to hook the deceased's neck and the railway track respectively, Shinichi Kudo demonstrated to everyone how to place an empty bag filled with air behind one's back beforehand, and then successfully exit through it after the safety bar was lowered.

After the performance, everyone suddenly realized that Shinichi Kudo was right.

In this way, anyone can get out of their restricted seat and anyone can lean over and put piano wire on the deceased's head, as long as he can maintain his balance on the speeding roller coaster and find his target in the pitch-black tunnel.

"So, the cunning frog kept touching your stomach, and you're the culprit!"

Finally, Shinichi Kudo tossed his hair and coolly pointed at Hitomi.

Watching Shinichi Kudo's performance, Inspector Megure couldn't help but recall that Jiang Chengbei had done the same thing earlier. Thinking about their similar faces, he silently muttered a complaint to Shinichi Kudo:

"Brother Kudo, 10 years ago, did your parents really not give you a younger brother?"

Although she was once again accused of being the murderer by someone who looked similar, Xiaotong was experienced this first time and didn't break down like before. Instead, she remained calm, gave a cold laugh, and said:

"Where's the evidence?"

"The evidence is the necklace around your neck. I saw the necklace you were wearing before you got on the ride, but after the roller coaster came out of the tunnel, I found that your necklace was gone."

The piano wire used to thread the necklace was the murder weapon used to decapitate the victim. You can't escape... Huh???

Shinichi Kudo: (*⊙_⊙)

Shinichi Kudo, who had been speaking with such conviction and righteousness, was utterly dumbfounded and speechless when he saw Hitomi silently reach into her collar and pull out a pearl necklace from her clothes.

"No! You didn't have the necklace when you got off the bus. Where did you get this necklace?" Shinichi Kudo questioned.

"Just because you didn't see it doesn't mean I didn't. When I'm upside down on a roller coaster, I'm afraid I'll fall off. Can't I put it in my clothes?"

Kudo Shinichi: "..."

Remembering that Jiang Chengbei had previously mentioned that Shinichi Kudo was his mortal enemy, Xiaotong decided to help him vent his anger and taunted:

"A famous detective, my foot! You can't even find the murderer. You're not even as good as an elementary school student. I think you wasted your years in middle school. Why don't you go back to elementary school and repeat a few years?"

"You! Don't be so smug, take your bag out! Before we got on the bus, I observed everyone here, and your bag had the least stuff in it, just to leave more space for air, right?"

Then, after Hitomi took out her handbag, Shinichi Kudo was dumbfounded again:

This small bag was actually full of things. If we did it the way Shinichi Kudo had demonstrated before, just based on Hitomi's handbag full of things, her suspicion could be eliminated.

"The most self-important detective in the world, now that you see my bag is full of things, are you going to say that I went shopping at the mall after getting off the bus and filled it up with stuff?"

Continuing her efforts, seeing the dumbfounded Shinichi Kudo, Hitomi, the murderer who had experienced Jiang Chengbei's sharp tongue, followed suit and launched into a tirade of mockery against the great detective Shinichi Kudo—tirade from a murderer.

Chapter 36 Don't underestimate me just because I'm small, I'm actually a bomber.

Jiang Chengbei, who becomes Conan the Elementary School Student, has both the Grim Reaper's halo and the protagonist's halo. Shinichi Kudo, who hasn't become Conan the Elementary School Student yet, also has both the Grim Reaper's halo and the protagonist's halo. Even Gin, who is just a passerby in this case, has the God of Death's halo.

With so many accolades gathered together, it would be a shame not to celebrate with a few planes.

So, while Shinichi Kudo was busy identifying Hitomi as the culprit and analyzing how a bloodstained knife had been secretly placed in Aiko's bag, concluding that only someone familiar with the family could have done it, and that the two strangers in black had no opportunity...

And Hitomi's constant denials, along with her mocking Shinichi Kudo for being such a high school student with no real ability, insisting she was the murderer without any evidence,

Furthermore, with Gin and vodka's understated, standard-issue skills at the distillery, they, like the previous passersby, have once again become irrelevant figures in this case, content to simply stand aside and watch the show.

Even the procedural questions I used to ask them, such as their names, ages, hometowns, and jobs, are no longer available.

The police, led by Inspector Megure, now seemed to have forgotten about the two of them, focusing only on the argument between Shinichi Kudo and Hitomi, completely ignoring Gin and vodka, and loosening their encirclement, thus gaining freedom of movement.

As for Jiang Chengbei's previous attempt to frame Gin and Vodka as the murderer, nothing changed except that it led to Gin and Vodka's killing spree. Judging from the current situation, all his efforts were in vain.

Even though nothing major happened in Jiangchengbei, under the aura of the three of them, dark clouds still loomed over Dorobiga, and something extraordinary was about to happen.

Beside an Apache attack helicopter that was wobbling and flying erratically as if it were drunk, there were two Apaches flanking it like bodyguards, and a Black Hawk helicopter following behind it like a nanny. Finally, two F-16s were circling overhead.

Good heavens, I only suggested that Inspector Megure send out SATs to kill Gin and Vodka, but the scene they created was much more impressive than I had asked for. It seems that the Air Self-Defense Force has also been deployed.

Jiang Chengbei glanced at Inspector Megure in shock, then inwardly cursed the sheer scale of the Japanese military's setup; even capturing a terrorist could be turned into a live-fire exercise for the Air Self-Defense Force. Clearly, militarism hadn't given up.

Then look at Gin and Vodka. In the original series, these two were strafing Tokyo Tower in an armed helicopter. Today, it's their turn to be chased by armed helicopters and fighter jets.

After seeing the horrified expressions on Gin and Vodka's faces, Jiang Chengbei looked up one last time at the numerous planes circling overhead.

Since the distance was still quite far, in order to see the driver's expression clearly, Jiang Chengbei activated the farsightedness ability on his glasses, and then he was shocked and his mouth dropped open again.

What shocked him this time was that the plane was driving erratically, like an Apache helicopter that had gone drunk—it was truly drunk.

It wasn't the Apache helicopter that was drunk; it was the driver who was drunk!

The Apache was originally a two-seater, but this Apache only had a blond pilot wearing a U.S. military T-shirt, who was drinking heavily from a bottle while showing off his driving skills.

In his previous life, during the early years of the 21st century, Jiang Chengbei read a report about a French drunkard who, after getting drunk, secretly entered an air force base and took off in a small plane.

Now, the ideal has become reality. Judging from the scene above, with a group of armed aircraft escorting a wobbly, serpentine Apache, it's highly likely that this drunken blond-haired man stole an Apache and drove it out.

But aren't the military aircraft sold by the US on board equipped with keys, and do they need to apply for a password before takeoff?

However, considering that it is only the mid-90s, information technology should not be so widespread yet, right?

Furthermore, the Apache helicopter, a weapon from the original world, won't be available until the new century; they don't have one yet at this point in time.

Jiangcheng North has high-tech glasses that can easily see the truth, but others don't know that.

They looked at the sky with curiosity, wondering what had gotten into the JASDF today, that they were sending so many planes to downtown Tokyo. What were they up to?

Especially Gin, who felt a strong sense of oppression as he watched the armed helicopters circling overhead, and suddenly felt a sense of pride and admiration.

At that moment, Gin vowed: one day, he would buy an armed helicopter and patrol his beloved Tokyo!

Ah, Shirley, this is my ranch!

After uttering his inner thoughts, Gin casually said to the vodka beside him:

"Vodka, go back and get your pilot's license."

"Huh? Why, brother?"

Vodka was suddenly startled by Gin's question and looked at him with a bewildered expression.

"Your older brother wants to buy an armed helicopter, your older brother wants to take you flying, your older brother wants to straf the Tokyo Tower."

A voice rang out from Gin and Vodka's feet. It turned out to be Jiang Chengbei, who was about the same height as the two burly men's knees, talking to them with his head tilted back.

Looking down at the brat who dared to frame him, Gin exuded murderous intent and coldly said, "You dare to come any closer? You've got some nerve!"

"If you were cowardly, you wouldn't have dared to falsely accuse me of being a murderer."

"But you, you're so petty. All I did was falsely accuse you of murder, and you act like you're determined to kill me. Your heart is too narrow; you're not a real man."

Faced with Jiang Chengbei's righteous accusation, Gin was so angry he laughed: "You framed me, I had murderous intent, and now you think I'm the one in the wrong?"

"That's right, I'm still a 7-year-old child, I don't understand anything, you know that children say the darndest things?"

You took my words, a child's words, seriously and even tried to kill me. You can't take a joke so easily. If it's not your fault, you're an adult who's lived for decades, it's not my fault, a naughty little brat.

Besides, you're not some naive newbie who's never killed before. You've killed so many people. What difference does it make to you whether you have one more life on your record or one less?

After Jiang Chengbei said that, Gin thought about it seriously for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's right, there's no difference."

But your actions have annoyed me. I'm killing you not because you framed me, but because I don't like you!

"So you're unhappy with me... Well then, that's your problem. Why are you unhappy with me? I'm being wronged for no reason. I feel so aggrieved."

"You feel wronged? Looking at Jiang Chengbei's aggrieved little expression, Gin almost went from laughing in anger to crying in anger. He was just standing by watching the show, and he was framed by this little brat. He was the one who was wronged and should be the one feeling wronged!"

"Kid, do you know why I didn't explain to the police that I wasn't the murderer?"

"Because you don't explain things to the dead?"

"Yoshi, you're right. If you had this clear understanding from the beginning, you wouldn't have only been able to have 7 birthdays in your life."

"Since what I said resonates with you, let's make a deal, shall we make up?"

Don't try to kill me again. We're even now. Let's not start fighting every time we meet; that's not good.

"You think we can just make up like that? Do you think I'm playing house with you, like your friends who are the same age?"

"I said we should make up for your own good. Don't think that just because I'm a little kid, I can't kill you?"

You've probably heard of those Middle Easterners who are trained from a young age to go out and act as human bombs or suicide trucks, right?

As for me, Conan Edogawa, although I'm not a human bomb or a suicide truck...

But once I die, I become a miniature nuclear bomb, with an explosive force far greater than those low-grade suicide trucks, starting with a yield of 10,000 tons of TNT.

"Ha ha……"

Gin sneered and didn't say much, but from his contemptuous tone, Jiang Chengbei could hear his disbelief and disdain, as well as his laziness in not bothering to talk nonsense.

"Don't believe me? Then I'll show you the way."

Look at the clothes I'm wearing. They look like clothes, but they're actually high-tech bombs.

Look at my watch, but actually it's not a watch, it's an auto-tracking bomb.

Look at my hands and feet, they are actually high-tech bombs.

If you still don't believe me, I'll demonstrate for you, show you my belt bomb, and show you what it means to be able to explode anything.

After saying that, Jiang Chengbei unbuttoned his suit jacket, stuck out his belly, and pressed down with his small hand. Then, a soccer ball came out of the hole in his belt and quickly expanded, growing from a ping-pong ball to the size of a normal soccer ball.

Previously, Jiang Chengbei had never used the soccer ball from the soccer belt to subdue the murderer, except when performing for Xiaolan. The reason was that taking the soccer ball out of the soccer belt took too long and was not as convenient as buying a softball or a can from the system store.

Now, in order to show Gin what Conan's black technology is all about, Jiang Chengbei wants him to see what the peak Conan's strength is like!

After all, Jiang Chengbei is now transformed into Conan at his peak, equipped with the Conan gadgets of peak Conan, which is completely different from the blank Conan a few hours later.

He's not afraid of being chased by Gin, but if the real Conan were to appear and be instantly killed by Gin, that would be a huge joke.