You're the One Who's Mentally Ill, Right?

Blanch!

The Bomb Maker stomped on the phone that was lying on the ground twice.

He was so furious that he hadn't even finished venting his anger.

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind him.

Even if you curse, the bomb won't explode.

"What?!"

The Bomb Maker turned around and saw a group of people walking towards him.

A group of plainclothes men walked over and surrounded him.

"Give up!"

With his hands behind his back, Juzo Megure said, "The bomb you planted at Teitan High School has been defused."

"How is this possible?!"

The Bomb Maker around, his face stiffening. "He clearly defused the bomb, how could he still see the warning?!"

The Bomb Maker gritted his teeth and shouted, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Hmph, nothing is impossible."

Juzo Megure snorted coldly, his face darkening as he looked at the man before him.

He could understand the Bomb Maker's breakdown; it was just a pity he met Fujino.

My younger brother is both intelligent and brave, and skilled in both literature and martial arts.

They can fly airplanes and dismantle criminal gangs.

Finally, isn't defusing bombs that display prompts a basic operation?

It's safe to say that this is no challenge for him at all!

He paused, then continued, "But this time, it's not just us who's watching you. The person who defused your bomb is someone else."

As he spoke, he pulled a black and gold card from his pocket, with a bat pattern printed on it. "Before we arrived, this guy had already discovered your bomb and defused it."

"Mi... Beika Batman?!"

The Bomb Maker looked at the bat card and was immediately stunned.

My back broke out in a cold sweat.

For someone like him who had killed people, this bat pattern had become a death warrant.

As a professional Bomb Maker, he naturally knew how many bad things he had done.

Although he was seeking revenge for his accomplices, he still had a certain level of self-awareness.

If you don't do anything too serious to that guy who lurks in the dark, you might just get beaten up and crippled.

But for someone like him, death is the only outcome in that person's hands.

"I advise you to come with us obediently."

Juzo Megure said coldly, "If you run away now, you'll be dead if Beika Batman catches you."

"Are you kidding me!"

The Bomb Maker glanced back and caught a bus passing by.

Without much hesitation, he immediately jumped off and landed on the roof of the bus.

He's not an idiot.

Seven years ago, and three years ago, he killed far more than just three or four people.

If he gets caught by the police, he'll definitely face the death penalty!

The reason Beika Batman is called "Mihana" is because he frequently operates in Tokyo.

If he can escape Tokyo, he can escape the pursuit of Beika Batman.

Only a fool would obediently let himself be arrested!

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Amidst everyone's astonishment, Sato Miwako was the first to recover. She ran to the other side of the rooftop, grabbed the railing, and leaped onto the roof of another car.

"Sato?!"

"Leave it to me!"

Before Megure could recover, Fujino jumped off the pedestrian overpass and landed on top of another passing car.

Juzo Megure: "..."

In this situation, should I also jump?

He glanced down at his chubby belly.

He gave up the idea and sighed.

Is it really okay for you guys to be this aggressive?!

Can't you give us some face?

"Damn it, they're still chasing us!"

The Bomb Maker jumped onto the roof of the bus and looked back, watching as the two of them jumped onto the roofs of other cars. He cursed under his breath.

These cops only make a pittance a month, why are they risking their lives like this!

After a quick thought, the Bomb Maker made a decision immediately.

He glanced at the road beside him and swallowed hard.

He jumped straight down.

"Gurgle..."

He rolled several times on the ground before finally stopping, and limped toward the side of the street.

"?!"

Sato Miwako was also taken aback for a moment.

Are prisoners these days so reckless?

After a moment's thought, she made her decision immediately, jumped off the car, landed steadily, and began the chase.

"..."

Fujino watched the car chase unfold before him and couldn't help but be speechless.

So the physical strength of the people in the Conan World is truly an unknown quantity...

He jumped out of the car and ran away as if nothing had happened.

Not to mention that shrew Sato Miwako.

He jumped off a moving car and landed so steadily.

She was even wearing a suit, a pencil skirt, and high heels...

That's outrageous.

Fujino mentally complained.

After assessing the speed of the car beneath his feet, he stood up and leaped off the vehicle with an elegant somersault.

Immediately afterward, he did several somersaults with his hands on the ground, and then, using the momentum from the somersaults, he slammed his arms together and pushed them hard against the ground. He flew four or five meters high and two or three meters away like a lightning bolt, flying over the heads of the onlookers who were getting in the way, and then landed steadily on the side of the street before chasing after the two people again.

The surrounding onlookers. "..."

I thought those two were outrageous enough.

This is even more outrageous!

The Lightning Dragon Spin has even appeared?!

Fujino: Do you even know the value of demolishing a cement wall by hand?

Street corners and alleys.

The Bomb Maker ran deeper into the alley and suddenly realized it was a dead end.

When he turned around to look...

Sato Miwako caught up, panting heavily, and pulled a pistol out of her pocket.

At this moment, she stared at the Bomb Maker was leaning against the wall, with a gloomy expression.

"Wait, I didn't actually want to kill anyone!"

The Bomb Maker quickly raised his hands, glanced at Sato Miwako's pistol, and swallowed hard. "There's a child's voice that keeps echoing in my head... He's telling me to kill the police, it doesn't matter who it is, just kill them! So it's not my fault!"

"He was actually... by someone like you..."

Sato Miwako gritted her teeth, her eyes welling up with tears Bomb Maker in front of her.

She could tell at a glance that this guy was faking a mental illness.

They are trying to escape legal punishment in this way.

But the thought that Matsuda was killed by someone like that...

Suddenly, she felt an uncontrollable surge of anger welling up inside her.

"Officer Sato, wait a moment."

Why did you follow me here?

Sato Miwako turned around and saw Fujino walking slowly towards her from behind.

"As a police officer, it is definitely against procedure to kill a suspect on the spot."

Fujino spoke, he slowly walked towards the Bomb Maker and grabbed him by the collar. "So you're the one who said you're mentally ill, huh?"

"No... that's right, there's a child talking in my head!"

"So that's how it is..."

The Bomb Maker seemed to have grasped at a straw.

He didn't believe that the young man would kill him like the policewoman had.

After all, this guy didn't have a gun!

"So you're the one who's mentally ill, huh?"

Fujino grabbed his collar, slammed the back of his head against the wall, and then threw him to the ground. He then produced a dagger, slashed the man's head with the blade, and shoved it into his hand.

"It's okay now..."

Fujino stood up, wiped the blood from his palms onto his face, and shouted to Sato Miwako, "The criminal had a psychotic episode, refused police arrest and investigation, attempted to attack minors, attempted to attack and kill police officers, and also took hostages. The officers at the scene chose to fire to ensure that no more people were harmed... but due to the angle, the bullet pierced the criminal's head."

As he spoke, Fujino looked down at the Bomb Maker, a kind smile playing on his lips, and patted his pale face. "In this situation, even if we just shot the criminal, no one would say anything, right?"

"You agree, right, you mentally ill man?"