...How outrageous!
"Though I haven't really gotten serious yet—I was only planning to give these guys a little shock while testing the bombs... why haven't I made the headlines even once? What are these media people thinking?"
The Bomber flipped through the newspapers, frowning deeply. "Aside from a few scattered highlights, all these other Explosion Cases are nothing more than ordinary little incidents. Why do they get more attention than my explosions... hmm?"
His finger suddenly paused, and his gaze settled on a headline in one of the newspapers.
—In it, a High School Detective stood beside a police car, looking at the camera with a gentle smile.
"Jiang Xia..."
After staring at the black-and-white figure in the photograph for a moment, the Bomber froze, then suddenly thought of something. "Could it be because that Great Detective solved those mediocre cases, so they attracted so much attention?"
If so... then that worthless Detective was the real culprit behind stealing all those headlines!
"Why didn't I make the headlines? Of course it's because Jiang Xia didn't catch me—not even in the cases I was involved in did he notice my existence.
"Hmph. He clearly has no real skill, yet he loves showing off so much. I ought to put him into my script and thoroughly tear apart that righteous outer shell of his.
"If I place two bombs at once, one beside him and another in a crowded location, and make him choose one out of two to defuse, what will he choose?—Will he abandon his fake justice and save himself, or sacrifice himself to save the people of Tokyo?"
The answer to that question seemed easy enough to predict.
Imagining the Great Detective's halo shattering under his meticulous control, the Bomber could not help feeling thrilled. He wanted to revise