This left Sano, who was still wary of the “danger factor” that had never been seen, a little speechless.
What the hell is this?
You will die if you stay in the museum, but you won’t die if you come out?
So the risk factor is still in the museum. What is it?
“What’s going on?”
Suddenly, Miwako Sato looked to the side, and Sano followed her, only to find that many passers-by had gathered at the entrance of the art museum.
“…Maybe they are guests who want to visit.”
Sano muttered: “I didn’t expect the business of this art museum to be quite good. Even at this opening time, it’s probably too late.”
These days, there are still people who are not actively making money?
The owner behind this art gallery must be a piece of shit.
“That’s not the point.”
Miwako Sato tugged at Sano: “Do you have a mask or something like that? It’s not suitable for the two of us to appear in front of the public right now, so we have to cover up.”
“Then just hide back.”
Regarding Sano’s “proposal”, Sato Miwako sighed: “But we are already able to leave, so we want to eat something to fill our stomachs…”
“How about you buy it for us and bring it back?”
Sano lit a cigarette and brought the topic back without hesitation: “Although I do have a mask and a hat, why should I give them to you.”
Sato Miwako smacked her lips: “Don’t be like this, aren’t we friends?”
“Stop trying to get too close to me and be more practical.”
Miwako Sato curled her lips angrily: “Okay, okay, I know, can I treat you to a meal too?”
“make a deal.”
Sano took out a mask and a hat and handed them to the two of them respectively.
“…But I have to tell you first, I have to decide what to eat.”
Miwako Sato suddenly remembered that Officer Megure, who had been tricked by Sano some time ago and had most of his wallet stolen, immediately added the contents of the transaction.
Sano, who just wanted to have a meal, was of course doing the right thing.
Then the three of them went to a ramen restaurant, but compared to Sano who ate slowly, Sato Miwako and Miwako Sato, who had been hungry all night, just wolfed down the noodles.
It attracted many customers to look at it, probably because they were curious about where the hungry people came from these days.
…What about keeping a low profile as promised?
After eating and drinking, Sato Miwako finally remembered a doubt and asked: “Sano, since Takagi and the others have not contacted you, how do you know that he and I are trapped there and cannot move?”
“I do not know.”
Sano, who had another cigarette after the meal, replied.
“have no idea?”
Miwako Sato was stunned: “Then why are you there?”
The topic seemed to have returned to the beginning, but at that time Sano used a rhetorical question to change the subject.
“It’s very simple. I wanted to visit the art museum, but the door happened to be unlocked, so I went in.”
Sano said casually, as for whether Sato Miwako would believe it.
believe it or not.
What if you don’t believe it?
…Of course, Miwako Sato actually believed it, because from her point of view, Sano had no need to lie at all, and at most he just felt emotional.
What a coincidence, and Sano only thinks about free prostitution all day long.
First, I sneaked into the art museum because I didn’t need to buy tickets, and then I just wanted to have a meal by myself.
A perfect prostitute.
And just when Sato Miwako was complaining in her heart, a faint loud noise suddenly came.
“boom!!!!”
Even the table in front of Sano shook.
“…It’s a bomb!?”
After a brief daze, Miwako Sato’s expression suddenly changed. She didn’t even care about Sano or even the middle-aged man next to her. She got up and ran out.
Seeing this, Sano and the man could only follow him.
So the three of them returned to the front of the art museum.
The only difference from before was that the art gallery at this moment was in ruins, and the billowing smoke was still rising.
The most critical thing is that outside the “warning line”, there are a lot of police officers kneeling or standing. They all have painful expressions, covering their faces and crying, or even howling.
“Officer Sato!!”
“Miwako, my Miwako!!!”
“Meihe, you died so miserably, wuwuwu…”
“…”
Looking at the group of people wearing various police uniforms, howling as if in mourning, Miwako Sato and Sano who followed behind couldn’t help but shed a drop of cold sweat.
What, what’s the situation?
In confusion, Sato Miwako caught a glimpse of Takagi Wataru, who also had tears in his eyes, and Conan, who looked gloomy next to him, and her eyes suddenly lit up again.
Since Takagi Wataru and those children appeared here, it proves that the matter should have been resolved and there is no need to “avoid”… Of course, it is also possible that they were caught, so there is no way to “avoid” at all.
But Sato Miwako was more willing to believe the former, so she raised her hand and shouted without hesitation: “Hey, Takagi!”
“Um?”
Hearing that familiar voice, Takagi Wataru turned around instinctively, and when he saw Sato Miwako waving at him, he suddenly fell into a daze.
Naturally, Takagi Wataru was not the only one who was attracted by Sato Miwako’s voice.
“Meimeimeimeiwako!??”
I don’t know which guy it was, but he shivered and shouted, which immediately made the police who didn’t notice Sato Miwako’s shout also look over.
For a moment, Sato Miwako became the center of attention.
…Actually, Miwako Sato probably knew what happened just now.
After all, she is not blind.
The art museum where he stayed all night was blown up. If Sano hadn’t escaped with the two of them, he would have been buried under the ruins… Even whether there would be corpses is another matter. How could you not tell from the behavior of these colleagues that they thought she was dead?
Therefore, at this moment, Sato Miwako only thought that her colleagues would quickly know that they had made a mistake when she appeared, and that it was just an error, and they would greet her very moved.
As a result… after a brief silence, the scene suddenly erupted into violent screams.
“Ghost!!!”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuancyuuuuuuuuu2uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuMiwako must be so reluctant to leave us.
“Huh? You saw it too, I thought I was too sad and hallucinating…”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoriu Mihe, although I really feel sorry for you, but there is no need for you to come up here and take me down with you…”
“Miwako! There is no point in living for me if you die. Take me down with you!!”
“…”
Amid the chaotic reactions, Sato Miwako’s brain went into a shutdown.
Are these all sick? ?
After a while.
With the efforts of Sato Miwako, the two parties finally completed communication on the entire incident.
Sato Miwako understood that Takagi Wataru had completed a re-investigation of the case and found the real culprit, and later met Officer Megure and others because they could not contact the two, and mobilized a large number of police forces to search for them. .
Then Takagi Wataru heard that this art museum would be demolished today using a bomb invented by Dr. Agasa. He hurriedly hurriedly rushed, but he still couldn’t catch up.
So it became what it is now.
…So, Miwako Sato is actually the number one policewoman in the Metropolitan Police Department?
Sano looked at Miwako Sato with a suspicious expression. Although this little girl is indeed good-looking, she still stands above all the female police officers in the entire police system.
That shouldn’t be the case, right?
Is it because there are too few women in the police force?
Maybe there is a reason why it is only limited to Tokyo?
But Sano’s doubts did not last long.
Not that Sano had the answer.
It’s because the policemen, after learning that Miwako Sato in front of them was not a ghost, but a real living person, after being briefly excited, they immediately surrounded Sano, whom the other party called the “biggest hero”, and gave him a high price. The high ground was thrown up.
“Sano! Sano! Sano! Sano…”
The cheers continued.
In addition to these policemen, Sano also saw Dr. Agasa in a formal suit… This old inventor who was lying on the ground in tears and kept muttering “I am a murderer”, at this time I’m probably more grateful to Sano than anyone else.
“…”
Sano was thrown up and down expressionlessly. He regretted that he had followed him out of curiosity. If he had known better, it would have been better to go home directly.
Not far away, Haiyuan Ai came close to Conan who was looking happy, and raised the corner of his mouth: “I feel that compared to you, Sano should be called…”
“Here is the savior of the Neon Police.”
