Slow-Cooking Over Low Heat for Three Hours

"The culprit used plastic explosives, and the detonator was a timer... Although many details of this case differ from an incident three years ago, there is a high possibility that the culprit's target this time is also the police..."

Inside the cordon, Juzo Megure held the reports delivered by his subordinates and began explaining the case to the officers conducting the scene investigation.

When Ai Haibara returned after settling Hoshikawa Teru onto a bench, she saw Conan, looking grim, holding his phone and walking in the complete opposite direction from the scene.

"What is it, Kudo? You don't agree with the police's conclusions this time?" Haibara stopped the silent, head-lowered Conan and glanced toward the equally downcast Hoshikawa Teru.

Kudo could not be allowed to get too close to him. Hoshikawa Teru might fool a detective for a while, but keeping every flaw completely hidden would still be difficult.

"I really don't agree." Conan briefly looked up at her and shook his head. "The mastermind behind this case definitely isn't the culprit from three years ago. It's more likely to be a copycat."

"You sound very confident."

"Yeah, because the behavioral patterns are completely different." Conan sent the email in his hand and analyzed seriously, "Officer Sato and the others told us about this case before. At the request of, um, someone, I did a little analysis for him."

Haibara, who had personally seen Noah's records, raised an eyebrow without commenting.

She had guessed who Conan was messaging.

"This case should be the Phantom Thieves of Hearts' new target." Sure enough, Conan's next words laid it bare. "Its characteristics in every respect are completely inconsistent with the person who blew up Officer Takagi's car."

If he had never encountered this string of serial bombings that had continued for seven years,