Under Conan's shocked gaze, Jiang Xia thought for a moment. "I guess it was fine. I slept straight through till morning—my sleep quality has always been good."
"I see." Sato Miwako felt inexplicably disappointed, then immediately found herself a little ridiculous. It was only a dream, so why did she keep wanting to prove it was real? No matter how she tried, it could never overwrite reality.
"I was overthinking it," Officer Sato told herself in her heart. "What you think about by day, you dream about by night. Whether it was the recent date or all the help Jiang Xia gave the police in the past, it made perfect sense for me to have that kind of dream."
What was past was already past. What they needed to do now was not chase some vague, illusory resurrection, but catch that bomber and bring him to justice on the spot!
Sato Miwako took a deep breath and said simply, "Seven years ago, a bomber planted a bomb in each of two apartment buildings downtown and used them to extort one billion yen from the police.
"We tried to defuse them in secret, but one of the bombs couldn't be dealt with no matter what, so in the end, we had no choice but to agree to the criminal's demands.
"After receiving the ransom, the criminal stopped the bombs' countdown. It was frustrating, but the matter should have ended there. But..."
She sighed. "But half an hour later, the criminal suddenly called the Metropolitan Police Department—he had seen a rebroadcast of the news and thought it was a live broadcast, so he asked us why the bomb's countdown hadn't stopped yet.
"The police thought it was a very good opportunity, so they stalled for time and locked onto his location. Unfortunately,