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"What? The young ladies of the Dazhong family and the Fujiwara family were both caught in this explosion case? They weren't hurt, were they?"
"Oh, no life-threatening injuries, that's good, that's good."
"What? The one who went to rescue people at that time was the young master of the Fujiwara family? The young master of the Fujiwara family wasn't hurt, was he?"
"Oh, no life-threatening injuries, good, good, I understand. I'll rush to the hospital right away."
The Kyoto Metropolitan Police Supervisor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. His phone almost slipped from his grasp. If he weren't surrounded by people, he probably would have gone weak in the knees and collapsed to the ground.
Standing beside the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Supervisor was Hattori Heizo, the Osaka Prefectural Police Supervisor.
Hattori Heizo, hearing what the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Supervisor said on the phone, also felt his nerves tense, and cold sweat broke out all over him.
At this moment, the two of them were researching the case in the police supervision office. They never expected that this explosion case would actually involve the young ladies of the Fujiwara family and the Dazhong family.
"Brother Hattori, I think we should go to the hospital together now."
Hattori Heizo nodded repeatedly.
Although this was a case that happened in Kyoto, and it had nothing to do with the Osaka Prefecture he was in charge of, Hattori Heizo himself was in Kyoto at this moment, and he couldn't shirk responsibility.
With the combined power of the Fujiwara family and the Dazhong family, plus Fujiwara Yoshitaka being the chairman of the Security Committee, the two families uniting could absolutely get them both dismissed.
Thankfully, both young ladies and the young master were unharmed. Otherwise, their political careers would truly be over.
The two quickly hurried downstairs, keys in hand, still discussing the matter.
"Although members of the Fujiwara family and the Dazhong family were unharmed, there were quite a few people injured in this explosion. The number of people in the explosion has not yet been fully compiled."
Hattori Heizo listened to the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Supervisor's words. He patted the other's shoulder and sighed: "It's been tough on you. My heart is really trembling now."
The Kyoto Police Supervisor smiled wryly and shook his head.
...
At a hospital in Kyoto, Dazhong Momiji was undergoing examination by a doctor. Fujiwara Chika was accompanying Dazhong Momiji after her examination, as she hadn't sustained any injuries.
"Doctor, how is Momiji's leg?"
Fujiwara Chika asked the doctor nervously.
Dazhong Momiji, equally nervous, had a dark expression on her face.
Chika, if you can speak, speak more!
The doctor glanced at Fujiwara Chika and said, "Don't worry, it's just a fracture. To be serious, she'll probably have to hobble for a while afterward."
"You say it's not serious, but it's not serious. This kind of injury is quite common."
Dazhong Momiji had just let out a sigh of relief when she heard Fujiwara Chika say again: "Then, doctor, will Momiji be left with a permanent disability later, will she only be able to limp?"
Saying this, Fujiwara Chika even imitated a limping walk, stumbling two steps in place.
The doctor was speechless: "It hasn't reached that point yet. Please trust our medical skills."
Only then did Fujiwara Chika feel relieved. She grasped Dazhong Momiji's hand: "That's great, Momiji, you won't turn into a cripple!"
Dazhong Momiji let out two dry laughs.
If I were scared to death, I'd haunt you!
The hospital room door opened. Dazhong Momiji's father, Dazhong Zhenren, and her grandfather entered together.
Dazhong Momiji was surprised to see her grandfather: "Grandpa, you're so old, why did you come running over?"
Grandpa Dazhong said sternly: "Old man, I'm not so old that I can't walk anymore."
Immediately, he nervously looked at the doctor and asked: "...Doctor, how is Momiji's body?"
The doctor clearly knew the grandfather. This family hospital was originally run by the Dazhong family. He respectfully said: "Miss Momiji's body is not seriously injured, only her leg has a fracture. She just needs to rest for a period of time to fully recover."
Dazhong Zhenren walked up to Momiji, grabbing her hand excitedly: "It's good that nothing happened. If something had happened, what would your father do?"
Dazhong Momiji was originally very dissatisfied with her father's arrangements, but seeing her father's emotional state now, one life-and-death experience also made her grow up a lot.
Momiji said softly: "It's nothing, Father, I'm fine. This time, I owe a lot to Fujiwara-kun."
"Yes, Fujiwara!"
Grandpa Dazhong and Dazhong Zhenren, seeing Fujiwara Michimitsu also walk in, they all looked at him with admiration and said seriously: "Fujiwara-kun, if you need anything in the future, just tell us. The Dazhong family will definitely not refuse."
Fujiwara Michimitsu quickly said: "Grandpa, Uncle Dazhong, you don't have to be like this. Our two families have been friends for generations; this is what I should do."
Shinomiyakou Kaguya and Hayasaka Ai finally rushed to the hospital. It was Hayasaka Ai, dressed as a maid, and the atmosphere of the hospital was somewhat incompatible with her.
"Chika, you, you weren't hurt, were you?"
Shinomiyakou Kaguya nervously looked at her only friend.
Fujiwara Chika stomped her foot in place. There were still singed black marks on her face. She happily said: "You didn't see anything at all."
"Kaguya, you didn't see it, but Brother was so cool then! He kicked open the huge door with one kick, and then lifted that iron cage with just one hand!"
"And there's more, there's more! At that time, I wanted to save Momiji, but I couldn't lift that cabinet. He lifted it easily too!"
Fujiwara Chika's eyes shone. She danced and gestured, using various onomatopoeia and exaggerated descriptions of Fujiwara Michimitsu's heroic actions, which also let others know what happened in the building at that time.
Shinomiyakou Kaguya said gently: "I saw it all. I saw him carry you and Momiji and jump downstairs together."
"Kaguya, did you see it? Did you record it? That scene absolutely could be a big hit!"
Fujiwara Chika was exceptionally excited, then she sighed again: "...Sigh, if only Brother wasn't my brother! That way, I could snatch him over. I'd go be his girlfriend."
Fujiwara Chika's words made the people around her simply laugh, not taking it seriously.
This brat always liked to say strange things.
Fujiwara Yoshitaka had not left Kyoto. At this moment, he had also rushed to the hospital. Grandpa Dazhong and Dazhong Zhenren were scolding him.
"Yoshitaka, you have a good son!"
"Yes, if it weren't for your son, our family would have faced a lot more bad luck today."
Fujiwara Yoshitaka at this moment felt a sense of honor in his heart. Although he still ignored Fujiwara Michimitsu in private, when outsiders were present, Fujiwara Michimitsu would also give him enough face.
At this moment, Fujiwara Yoshitaka was also proud of having such an excellent son.
It wasn't until the Kyoto Prefectural Police Supervisor and the Osaka Prefectural Police Supervisor arrived that his face hardened, and he began to curse them.
People from the Fujiwara family and the Dazhong family were here, especially Grandpa Dazhong, the former chief minister. He cursed them even more fiercely.
Hattori Heizo cried with a sullen face, knowing that if he had known this, he would have returned to Osaka earlier. Why get involved in this muddy water?
Konan and Hattori Heiji also arrived at the hospital at some unknown time. Seeing Hattori Heizo being lectured like a small student, Konan poked Hattori Heiji with her hand and teased:
"So your dad gets lectured too, huh?"
Hattori Heiji laughed heartily: "Kudo, this is the second time I've seen such a secret."
Just then, Konan suddenly felt as if she had been targeted by some terrifying presence.
She quickly looked in the direction that made her hair stand on end, and saw a little girl about her age, arms crossed, staring coldly at her.
Her eyes were truly too sharp and cold, making Konan feel a chill. She inexplicably felt that the little student's eyes were very similar to the black-clad man who had knocked her out earlier.
Haibara Ai revealed a somewhat unreadable smile: "Kudo, this is not a place for children to be."
Konan's pupils constricted. She was stunned.
"How do you know my name is Kudo?"
Haibara Ai glanced playfully at Hattori Heiji: "Didn't that person just call you that?"
Konan only felt dizzy. Who was this little student anyway? Did her calling Kudo have some deeper meaning? Or did she simply hear Hattori Heiji's address?
Just as Konan was dazed, Hattori Heiji poked her: "Hey, Kudo, what's wrong? Are you staring at that pretty girl?"
"You're a high schooler. She's only a primary school student. You shouldn't commit a crime."
Konan forced a bitter smile. She had many questions she wanted to ask that strange girl, but at this moment, she had no opportunity to question her.
At this moment, the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Supervisor received a new call: "What? The president of Gekkousha, Tsuchiya Shusuke, was found dead in his home?"
This police supervisor was completely numb.
Which grim reaper had he provoked exactly? Why were all these troubles coming at him like a swarm?
Dazhong Momiji heard the name Tsuchiya Shusuke and whispered, "Miss Momiji, do you know what happened? Tsuchiya Shusuke's death might be related to this explosion case. Can you explain in detail?"
The police officers at this moment didn't care about the Dazhong family too much. They questioned the details of this case as a matter of official business.
Hattori Heiji was also currently pondering about Haibara Ai, and also immediately leaned in, secretly listening to the police and Dazhong Momiji's conversation, hoping to analyze some useful information from it.
At this time, Fujiwara Michimitsu had already left the infirmary and arrived in the hospital corridor, answering a phone call.
"Boss, the source of that batch of highly explosive explosives has been traced to 1.2."
The caller was actually a CIA member in Kyoto.
"Where did they ultimately end up?"
Fujiwara Michimitsu asked concisely.
"The explosives eventually ended up in the hands of a man named Kaieda Tatsuo."
"Who is this Kaieda Tatsuo?"
"He is temporarily unemployed, but two years ago, he was a private secretary to a high-ranking official at the Kyoto Prefectural Government."
"Tell me about Azawa Kenji's information."
"Yes, Azawa Kenjiā¦ he is currently the president of Gekkou Shosha."
The CIA, as long as they started to investigate, was truly keen, it only took a short time for Fujiwara Michimitsu to know all the information.
According to this information, he could already analyze that Kaieda Tatsuo was the one who installed the explosives, and Azawa Kenji was the mastermind behind the scenes.
Why did they do this? Obvious evidence is not important to them.
For CIA personnel, as long as they suspect you, you can rest assured.
Fujiwara Michimitsu touched the pistol in his hand. He licked his lips and let out a cold laugh.
If Konan and Hattori Heiji solved the case, then Azawa Kenji would at most end up in jail.
With Azawa Kenji's wealth and the laws of the Empire, he might not necessarily die.
However, Fujiwara Michimitsu wanted him dead, and then no law could protect him!