Sato Miwako returned before the concert began.
She walked in small steps to the box seat on Fujino's side, sat down behind him, and said in a low voice, "The Explosives Disposal Unit has already come over to prepare for an explosives inspection, and Inspector Megure is also standing by outside. The on-site security has all been replaced by our people, and this place will be locked down once the concert starts."
"Aren't you guys being a bit over-the-top?"
Fujino nodded. "I've already checked all those bombs. They were taken apart by that Beika Batman guy until only the shells were left. The Explosives Disposal Unit only needs to collect the shells, there's no danger. Besides, the culprit is just one person, and he can't get away."
"Better safe than sorry..."
Sato Miwako recalled what she had just seen, and could not help feeling a lingering fear as she said, "This guy is simply a lunatic. Just now, when we rushed into his house to search, we found five or six bombs in the basement of his villa. Fortunately, he's about to be caught; if he hadn't been caught and he actually used those bombs, who knows how many people would have been blown to death? If he managed to get away and had some backup plan, it would really be troublesome."
"He won't. He won't use those bombs to blow up other people. Right from the start, he was prepared to perish together with everyone."
"How do you know?"
"He's just a lunatic, not a bloodthirsty executioner."
"Is there any difference?"
"Of course there is."
Fujino crossed his arms, quietly looking at the crowded concert hall. "As far as this goes, I think there are two kinds of lunatics. One uses any means necessary for their own goal and