Officer Sato and Officer Takagi had come over at some point as well. Hearing Jiang Xia's words, the two of them couldn't help but nod. "The meals in the train are all made fresh. Just now, we questioned the staff members in the food truck, and that plate of salad wasn't made by any of them. From the look of it, it must have been made by that bomber himself. That person really is on this train."
"And judging by the train's speed just now, the bomber had no chance to leave safely—no one would plant a bomb somewhere they couldn't escape from... Maybe we were being played by the guy who called?"
Nearby, Gin keenly noticed the commotion over here.
Hearing the police's speculation, he gave a cold snort, thinking they were fools: No one would plant a bomb somewhere they couldn't escape from?—Not only did such people exist in this world, one of them was right in front of their eyes.
Just thinking this, he saw the kid not far away very naturally change tack. Putting on that detective air of his, he said to the two police officers, "But nothing is absolute. If there really is that kind of desperado, or if this was committed by a two-person group, then things will get troublesome—don't approach the train for now. Wait until after the explosion time the criminal announced."
The two police officers nodded. "While the explosion time hasn't arrived yet, we'll first try to find that missing troupe leader. You can help call out for him too, but don't get too close to the carriages."
The group divided up their tasks clearly and carefully approached the carriages, trying to find the missing man.
Hashimoto Maya dawdled and fell to the very back. He was focused on slacking