"Noda Group!" Mao Lilan exclaimed softly. As a Japanese, there is no one who doesn't know about the Noda Group. Noda, Suzuki, Kobe. These are the three major financial groups that dominate the Japanese economy. Among them, the second daughter of the Suzuki Group is also her best friend. "Uncle, don't be fooled!" Conan sat on the sofa, swinging his legs: "The eldest son of the Noda Group is actually a detective like you!" "?" A question mark appeared above Kogoro Maori's head. "Noda Hao, the sixth-ranked detective on Crimaster, uncle, you don't know this, do you?" Conan put on a harmless smile: "Even an elementary school student like me knows this!"

"What is Crimaster...?" Kogoro Mouri was confused. "Crimaster, the global detective rankings." Mao Lilan explained: "Shinichi mentioned to me that this list will gather detectives from all over the world and rank them according to the cases they have solved. I didn't expect Conan to know it too." "Hehe, I also heard from Brother Shinichi." Conan rubbed his head and grinned. "There is such a thing?" Kogoro Mouri, who claimed to be a famous detective but had never heard of this thing, was shocked. Then, he asked his daughter to check the list to see where he ranked. "First place: Qin Feng." "Second place: Kudo Shinichi." “Third place: Q.” "Fourth place: Hattori Heiji." "How come Kudo is on the list?" Kogoro Maori muttered. "Shinichi and Qin Feng had been competing for the top spot, and they were evenly matched. I didn't expect that Mr. Qin Feng would rank higher than him." Mao Lilan sighed. Conan's mouth twitched. If I hadn't been fed poison by the Black Organization and turned into this state, how could Qin Feng have let me be so important? “Found me!” Maori Kogoro finally found his name: "Mauri Kogoro, ranking...23??" He slammed the table angrily.

"Whoever made this list, I'm going to send him a lawyer's letter for looking down on me like this!" Conan retreated quietly, his face solemn. Noda Hao actually wants to join forces with other detectives. With his power and financial resources, he is unable to participate in the Metropolitan Police Department's operations? There may be deeper secrets behind this terrorist attack, which is why they are unwilling to cooperate with civilian detectives. "The mystery of the Sphinx, humans...what is the connection between humans and bombs? Could it be an area with a lot of traffic?" "No, this is too broad." "The other party is obviously a high-IQ criminal. It won't be that simple." Conan racked his brains and held his phone to recall the details of the video. "Is this a riddle for the Metropolitan Police Department a provocation to the police?" He suddenly got an idea: "What if two legs, four legs and three legs are just misleading? Their true meaning is." "2-4-3." Conan jumped up immediately, ran out, and called his good assistant, Dr. Agasa. "Dr. Agasa, please help me check the number of the police station. The number is 2-4-3." "Hey, wait a minute." On the other end of the phone, Dr. Agasa said after a while: "I found out, 2-4-3 is the Roppongi Police Station, what's the matter?" "Contact the police, the bomb is at the Roppongi Police Station!" Conan's face was full of solemnity. Chapter 82: Demi-human "Roppongi Police Station." In a luxury car driving on the road, Noda Hao put down his mobile phone, leisurely picked up the red wine and took a sip. He also solved the mystery. "Using 'Oedipus Rex' as a smokescreen, but the answer is expressed as a number series? Not bad!" Noda Hao admired the terrorists' ideas. "Do you want to report it to the Metropolitan Police Department, sir?" the driver asked respectfully. "No need for that. It's such a simple riddle that the Metropolitan Police Department can figure it out even without a detective." Noda Hao threw his cell phone away. "Rather than catching terrorists, I'm more interested in what the Metropolitan Police Department is trying to hide." He smiled and said, "What are they afraid of? What are they hiding that they are willing to refuse the help of detectives like us?" The driver didn't dare to respond and just drove obediently. ...

An unfinished building somewhere in Tokyo. The young man squatted on the dirty steps, looking into the distance with melancholy. Not far away, there were dozens of people talking. "Ryota." Someone sat next to him and hugged his neck affectionately: "What are you thinking about?" If Lin Yuansheng saw it, he would discover it. This young man turned out to be the bad boy he hadn't seen for a long time - Ryota Hikoyu. But at this moment, Yan Youliangta did not go to school, but mixed with a group of people with complicated backgrounds. These people include old and young, some are social people who seem difficult to mess with, and some are ordinary citizens who seem to be particularly honest and decent. “I was wondering….” Hikoyu Ryouta didn't know what to say. He looked into the distance and murmured, "I want to go back to school and study hard. I want to be with Brother Yuansheng." "Do not worry!" The cheerful young man next to him patted his shoulder. "Once Mr. Sato's plan succeeds, we won't have to hide anymore and can go back to our normal lives!" "Do you really believe Mr. Sato?" Yan Youliangtai suddenly lowered his voice. The smile on the young man's face slowly faded. He was silent for a while and then said, "Mr. Sato, he is indeed fighting for the survival of us [demi-humans]. Even though, even though his methods are a bit extreme, we can only trust him." Yan Youliangtai was silent. He looked into the distance and called Lin Yuansheng in confusion. "Big brother." Not far away, the crowd that was talking among themselves suddenly quieted down at the same time. With the sound of footsteps, a smiling man wearing a baseball cap walked towards the crowd, escorted by two fierce bodyguards. "Thank you all for coming. I'm Sato." The man's gentle tone and his always smiling face made him easy to get close to. "I invited you all here this time, not for anything else, but just to give us [demihumans] a chance to breathe and fight for the rights we deserve." "We live on Earth just like ordinary people, but because of our 'immortality', we have been secretly captured and studied by officials from various countries. They use all kinds of cruel means to deal with our compatriots in order to obtain the secret of our 'immortality'." Sato clapped his hands and someone played a video. in the video. A man was tied up in a spread-eagle position on a cold research table. Researchers wearing white research coats, masks and sterile rubber gloves surrounded him, looking at him as if he were a piece of livestock, cold and heartless.

"Beginning the first experiment, limb removal." The machine started to work, slowly cutting off the man's limbs. The man struggled frantically and wailed in pain. His miserable appearance made the scalps of everyone watching the video tingle. But strange things also happened. As the man bled to death, his body seemed to restart the countdown. The blood flowed back into his body from the ground and his limbs were pieced together at the broken parts, recovering completely. "When a demihuman dies, his limbs are restored and he is resurrected." "For the second experiment, we will harvest organs without anesthesia. We will observe the performance of the human body while it is awake. This is a perfect experimental subject that can be repeated over and over again." "The third experiment, brain removal." "The fourth time..." One cruel experiment after another made the man unable to live or die. When everyone was about to collapse, Sato paused the video at the right time and waited for a moment to let everyone catch their breath. "Mr. Sato, please tell us what you need us to do!" In the crowd, a man dressed as an office worker stood up with red eyes. "Is it possible that we can only hide?" Sato incited with an empathetic tone: "If one day our identities are discovered, we will also become such test subjects!" "You can't live, you can't die!" "Can you accept such a result?" Everyone was so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats when they thought of the scene in the video. They responded one after another. "Mr. Sato, we are willing to support you!" "What do you need us to do?" Sato finally showed a satisfied smile. He manipulated the mouse and switched the video. In the video, two men wearing special effects masks were talking to the camera. "What was it that first had two legs, then four legs, and finally three legs?" "If you answer correctly, you can find the bomb in advance!" Sato clapped his hands and laughed. "What a brilliant idea! Using only some homemade explosives, it can attract the attention of the whole society. It is much better than my previous idea." “But the answer to this riddle is too simple.” He shook his head and sighed.

"I believe the police officers at the Metropolitan Police Department should have solved the mystery." "Mr. Sato, have you solved the mystery?" someone asked. "The answer is Roppongi Police Station." Sato said with a smile. "Mr. Sato is amazing. He can even solve such a complicated puzzle." Although it was unclear what the riddle had to do with the Roppongi Police Station, it did not stop them from flattering the police. Someone even said with a smile, "Then let's quickly tell the police the answer to this riddle so they can quickly dismantle the explosives!"