How Much Did Tangze Eat Altogether?

"After 4 p.m. today, if the trains on the Toto Loop Line drop below 60 kilometers per hour, the bombs will detonate. If you fail to disarm them before sunset, the bombs will also detonate."

Inspector Megure, whose brow had been tightly furrowed, finally couldn't hold back any longer. He reached out and took Conan's phone.

Since the other party had already decided that the phone's owner had entered the police station, it was perfectly reasonable for an officer to take over the conversation.

"What exactly are you trying to achieve by doing all this...?"

The moment that unfamiliar voice reached his ears, the person on the other end let out a cold, contemptuous laugh that remained unmistakable even through the voice changer, as though he had nothing but disdain for the fact that "Shinichi Kudo" had found himself "help."

"It doesn't matter if you called the police. Dragging more people into this will only expose your incompetence even further. After I win, I'll announce to everyone that the one who lost this wager and got everyone killed was you."

Not only did he refuse to communicate or engage in a proper conversation, he had not even made any demands or named a target for extortion. This was a madman with unwavering resolve.

Realizing that they had encountered the most troublesome kind of criminal, Juzo Megure's expression darkened as well.

With no room for negotiation, the police had lost most of the room they could have used to maneuver.

And although the criminal's logic was utterly twisted—he was clearly the one who had planted the bombs, harbored malicious intent, and caused the explosions—if he publicly declared, as he claimed he would, that "the explosions happened because the police and detectives failed to solve his riddle and disarm the bombs in