Sato: Is this hotel proper?

"But where did all these bombs come from?"

Fujino stood up, glanced down at the explosives scattered on the ground in front of him, and the dismantled timer, and couldn't help but show a dead fish-like expression.

All of these bombs used C4 explosives.

Moreover, the quantity was quite considerable, filling five gasoline drums.

To be honest, Fujino also had a bit of a problem figuring out where these Beika people got their bombs from.

And it's a C4 bomb.

With these five gasoline drums of C4, even if you emptied out an entire moldy plantation, you probably wouldn't be able to collect them all.

Now you're telling me that an ordinary Bomb Maker could get one?

Moreover, it's not just the origin of the bombs that's chilling to think about; the bombs themselves are terrifying enough.

Think back to all those pet carriers I've encountered, and those pipes that could blast a huge crater...

Fujino thought that if a bomb of this magnitude were to explode, the entire Teitan High School would be blown to smithereens.

Even without direct contact with the building on top, the shockwave generated is enough to break the foundation of the surrounding ground.

The buildings on top of the basement were naturally not spared either.

In the worst-case scenario, the entire school building collapses, and the students returning to school inside are naturally crushed to death by the building...

Is this really something a bomber could do?

How did one person manage to get these five gasoline drum bombs into this place?

Is it some kind of Saiyan with rice flowers again?

And the fact that no one suspected anything despite having so many gasoline cans is quite remarkable.

Is that old security guard all he does besides targeting him at the entrance?

All I can say is that it truly lives up to its reputation as the "Gotham Millet Flower Stage"!

"System Task detected. System reward has been issued. Please check your account!"

Just then, a system notification sounded, interrupting Fujino's thoughts.

Fujino stretched, squatted down, and casually gathered up the bombs, explosives, detonators, timers, hammers, wrenches, drills, chainsaws, and other materials from the ground. He then casually opened the system interface:

System Task: Twelve Million Hostages

Mission Summary: A Bomb Maker's revenge against the police, resulting in the deaths of two or more officers, Bomb Maker a twisted hatred for the police stemming from the deaths of his accomplices...

Task objective:

First: Defused a bomb planted by the bomber.

Secondly: The dismantling of another bomb planted by the Bomb Maker has been completed.

Third: Locate and deal with the Bomb Maker (without restricting the means of disposal).

Task Rewards:

Firstly: 5 Detective Coins, 5 million Yen, and 500 Bomb Master Job Experience Points.

Secondly: 5 Detective Coins, 5 million Yen, 500 Bomb Master Job Experience Points; Completed.

Thirdly: 10 Detective Coins, 10 million Japanese Yen (in addition, experience rewards will be distributed according to the host's handling methods)

[Second Mission Reward: 5 Detective Coins, 5 million Yen, and 500 Bomb Master Job Experience Points have been issued.]

"This incident looks like it could make me a fortune..."

Fujino glanced at the system interface, sighed, closed it, then turned and left the sports storage room in the basement, deactivated the Xiao Hei status, and disappeared into the dimly lit corridor of the basement.

Besides the 20 Detective Coins and the 20 million yen reward, what he considered most important were the bombs.

After all, he had enough bombs to last him for two and a half years.

It's estimated that even if he were to blow up all the Alcohol Company's bases in Tokyo that he has already investigated, it would be more than enough for him.

The next day.

After a night of searching, the exact location of the bomb was not found. Even if some things were found, they were just a smokescreen prank left by the bomber.

At seven o'clock in the morning, inside a cafe on a street in Tokyo.

"Hah!"

"I'm so sleepy..."

At the dining table by the window, several little ones sat yawning, each holding a cup of coffee.

"Whoosh..."

Ayumi had already fallen asleep, her chin resting on the dining table, her nostrils flaring slightly, and a trace of drool trickling from the corner of her mouth.

"Hmm..."

Ai Haibara covered her cherry-like lips, dark circles already creeping up her eyes, and then couldn't help but yawn, asking Sato Miwako sitting opposite her, "Isn't there anything in the baseball field?"

"Well, it is indeed strange. We have already searched, but we haven't found anything at all, not even a prank."

Sato Miwako hand, examining it carefully. "This trailer clearly leads the police to the baseball stadium, but when we actually went there, there were no clues at all. On the contrary, there were many prank bombs hidden on the train. Even if they wanted to fool the police, they should have at least faked it, like on the train..."

"He must have thought that the police wouldn't look for anything at the baseball stadium, so he didn't leave anything behind, right?"

Takagi yawned as well, "After all, it's not baseball season now. If there aren't any big games, there's no possibility that a criminal would want to attack a place like a baseball stadium."

"Well..."

Sato Miwako put away the fax and looked at everyone. "The children look very sleepy. We can't keep searching like this."

"Um."

Takagi nodded in agreement. "They've been following me since last night, running towards the place where the bomb might be planted. They haven't slept a wink all night."

"In that case, Takagi, you should take those kids home first, then go back to headquarters for a nap, and then meet up with Inspector Megure."

Sato Miwako gave Takagi Wataru a brief instruction, then looked at Fujino and asked, "Fujino, I remember today is the first day of school. You didn't sleep last night. Is it okay to continue?"

"It's okay, I'll just call Teacher Hiratsuka later to ask for leave."

Fujino first waved his hand, then took off his coat and covered the back of Ayumi's orange dress as she slept.

He then narrowed his eyes and looked at Sato Miwako suspiciously, saying, "But Sato, you haven't forgotten that Megure asked me to follow you, have you... Are you planning to sneak away while I'm not looking?"

"Ahem, where is it?"

Sato Miwako coughed lightly. "I was just worried that you might be mentally disoriented due to lack of sleep and something might happen to you."

"Then you can rest assured."

Fujino crossed his arms and said seriously, "For a night owl like me who has been around for over twenty years, monitoring clients and targets leaving hotels is just routine. Staying up all night is no problem at all."

"Forehead..."

Sato Miwako sized up the person who was lying with a straight face and remained silent for a moment.

Hey, you're only eighteen, where did you come from to be a night owl for over twenty years? Did you start staying up late since you were in your mother's womb?

And what this old night owl was monitoring, his experience leaving the hotel and such...

Is your hotel legitimate or not?