Sato Miwako: "..." As long as he rented the car under a false identity and left no traces, Mr. Yamada could flexibly deal with any possible outcome—if his deduction was correct, he could reveal his identity and deliver his reasoning as stylishly as Jiang Xia did when solving cases. And if his deduction was wrong, he could quietly return the car and pretend nothing had happened.
"Looks like I was overthinking it." Seeing that this unlucky car renter was not some secretly lawless criminal, Officer Sato could not help breathing a sigh of relief.
"That's right. Come to think of it, Mr. Yamada had not rented a car by chance—he specifically requested that model. In other words, he must have learned something in advance, which was why he deliberately rented that problematic vehicle." Sato Miwako muttered inwardly:
"And if Mr. Yamada had some plot in mind, there was no need for him to put himself in danger like this... Once all the impossibilities are ruled out, what Mr. Yamada said must be the truth—unless he had nothing better to do and wanted to steal Mr. Mouri's car for a drive. Haha, I really was thinking too much before."
However...
As one of Investigation Division 1's sharper officers, Officer Sato clearly had other questions. She asked doubtfully, "Why did you drive up beside that bus? Two bombs next to each other—that was incredibly dangerous."
Vodka: "..." Why did this annoying cop have so many questions? What else could it have been for? Of course, it was to use the bomb to force Uzo's hand!
...Unfortunately, he could not say that.
Thinking of Big Brother watching from afar, as well as those two detestable Snipers who showed no mercy to their own members, Vodka took a deep breath and could only force