Matsuda came out of the toilet and saw Conan still in a low mood. He walked over and snatched: "Hey, borrow it for the time being." It was like an object, grabbing Conan's back and lead to a seat that was far away, and threw it down. He didn't forget to turn around and wave to the stunned Kogoro and Xiaolan, telling them everything was fine.

"I said, little dear, you don't have to be so frustrated when you encounter Gin." Matsuda sat opposite him and said casually.

"What gin!? He's here too?" Conan looked up at Matsuda strangely.

Isn't it!? Haven't you met it yet? Matsuda asked strangely: "Then why do you have such an expression?"

"Is it my idol?" Conan sat down and rolled his eyes: "Ray, American Iron Birds goalkeeper Recadiz, he killed someone last night. Don't you watch the news?"

It turned out to be that guy, it really caused a big storm, and even the protagonist was affected. But speaking of it, the goalkeeper of the United States? Matsuda scratched his head. Hasn't football always been Europe? The strongest thing in the United States is basketball, baseball and rugby.

73 is worthy of being the new generation of Japanese elites who grew up after the war. Everything is good for the United States. From F to CIA, they are all great international police, fighters of justice, and pioneers of attacking organizations. Looking at the local area, murders are frequent, allowing the organization to blackmail and rob, useless, but there is no reaction at all. When it comes to this thunder, as an American in the football desert, he can sweep Europe and be powerful America!

"Why does Lei have to kill someone?" Conan was quite depressed.

"I don't understand what happened, so I can only say that Lei is really not an idol star." Matsuda just said to Conan bluntly that Lei is not worthy of your admiration.

"You have never seen Lei's game, he was so exciting on the field!" Conan argued: "If it weren't for the lack of professional ethics of that hateful reporter, Lei would have reached a higher peak!"

"I don't think so, a guy who is just a star who is lost in money and honor and has forgotten his competitive spirit is not worthy of being called an athlete." Matsuda said sarcastic without any psychological pressure.

"I've said it all, it's that reporter!" Conan said gritting his teeth.

"Then should the hateful guy in your mouth die?" Matsuda stared at Conan's eyes: "Never give up, fairness and unity are the competitive spirit. What a real athlete will only bring us with this positive infectiousness."

"He is your idol, you admire him, but remember, in my eyes he is just a criminal, a criminal who attempts to escape responsibility after shooting and killing people, a criminal who defies the existence of the law." Matsuda continued: "His experience is unfortunate for an ordinary person, and this is exactly what our existence means. As a policeman, we do not survive to arrest one criminal after another, we do so that everyone can be respectful of the law."

"When Lei wants to kill but dares to step over Chi, and when the reporter is frightened and dares not publish false reports, it is the goal I strive for as a policeman." This is the first time Matsuda talks about his ideals to people. It is a world where everyone abides by the rules, and everyone will be bound by law and morality.

"Is the law?" Conan lowered his head: "Why is there a law? And even though there is a law, people still have to kill people?"

"Law." Matsuda pondered: "He exists because people are afraid and afraid of being hurt in their hearts."

"In this world, death is fair to anyone. There is no superman in the novel comics here. Anyone can be killed by others, no matter how strong you are. In such a world, are you guarding against each other and not knowing when they will be killed, or are you setting rules that everyone abide by to survive together?" Matsuda also fell into thoughts and recalled his past life with great emotion: "Law and morality are the bottom line in our hearts, allowing us to live in a world that does not hurt others or is not hurt by others."

Don't you be hurt by others? But didn't Lei hurt others while being hurt by others? Conan was recalling Matsuda's words.

"So we have a lot of things to do, very important things." Matsuda touched Conan's head, stood up and walked towards Sato.

Yes, there is still a lot to do. Can a person change the world? No, so many people blame the word reality for the root of everything. Reality is dark and unfair, so we can do whatever we want.

None of us is the protagonist in the novel who can challenge the entire world alone, so we have to succumb to reality. But it is different here. There are righteous management like Hattori Heido and Oda Toshio, management like Memu Thiran, Kiyoshi Matsumoto Kiyonaga, upright police like Sato Takagi, and Kudo Hattori Hattori's new generation of sunshine boys.

The most important thing is that the entire sunny and justice-oriented detective world created by 73 cannot persist in such a place, fight and work hard. Instead, it is still talking about the reality, pouring the turbid pool of sewage in it. Of course, aren’t such people very similar to those ruthless characters who become the eternal protagonist Shunchang and deceased? They all broke the old system in their respective worlds and created new laws, just like the perfect new world in Smino’s dream.

In this world of no worries, I can die for this distant dream. Matsuda puts his right hand in his chest and feels the passion in his heart. For the dream world that does not hurt others, nor is it hurt by others.

When he returned to his seat, Sato felt that Matsuda's smile was different. He looked at him curiously: "You? Have a fever?"

"What!" Matsuda waved his hand and said with a distracted smile: "I just talked to others and confirmed my goal."

"You have a goal too? Speaking of which, does your butt hurt anymore?" Sato pulled Matsuda back to reality from Fantasy Country.

Ah? Butt!? Matsuda, who immediately pulled down his face, glared at Sato angrily, stood up and turned over and knelt on his seat, holding the chair with both hands: "Xiaomika, I didn't offend you today, right?"

While talking to Sato, a female flight attendant hurried over, first looked around, and then whispered to Matsuda and Sato that there was a bomb placed in the toilet in their carriage.

Bomb? I'll go, Gin isn't that bold. Matsuda frowned and recalled the clips that could only be remembered. Isn't there a woman? Did I remember to be confused? It shouldn't be, that woman's outfit is very **. How could she remember such a thing wrong?

But since there is such a serious situation, as the trump card of the former Mobile Team's explosives treatment squad, Matsuda has no choice but to walk to the scene.

When I walked to the toilet, I saw two flight attendants blocking several passengers watching the fun at the door, and immediately evacuated them, and then opened the toilet door.

There is an ordinary hand luggage bag on the toilet lid, and the words "There is a bomb inside, don't touch it" are also posted in the direction of the bag opposite the door.

"When did you find out?" Matsuda asked the flight attendant next to him first.

"It was seen by a passenger when he was going to the toilet, and it shouldn't be long," said the flight attendant.

"Thank you, please retreat to the car outside and don't let passengers break in." Matsuda waited until the flight attendant stepped back before pulling the toilet door and then squatted next to the handbag.

Hum? There is a "tick" sound, is it walking in seconds? The electronic stopwatch cannot make such a sound. Matsuda carefully fumbles around the zipper. There is no trap for the zipper of the leather bag, and I hope it is not remote control. If this prisoner is not a lunatic, he should not directly detonate.

"Squeak" slowly unzipped the zipper on the bag, very slowly and lightly. After opening a small opening, Matsuda stopped and opened the opening and saw what was inside.

I went there! It was just an alarm clock inside! This was a prank! Matsuda suddenly collapsed on the ground in the toilet. He beat the geese all day long, but today he was pecked by the geese.

Matsuda had at least ten ways to send the guy who was recklessly unzipping such a simple handbag to heaven, so he was so careful that his back was so wet. Unexpectedly, it was just a prank.

Sitting on the ground and taking a breath, Matsuda reached into his mouth and touched it. He made sure there was nothing under the newspaper, and pulled the zipper apart like revenge. There was indeed only an alarm clock pressing on the newspaper.

No! This is not a simple prank, I'll go!!! I remember wrongly, this time it was definitely not the time that Conan encountered Gin! Matsuda immediately thought that this must be the way for Kokura's accomplices to lure the tiger out of the mountain.

"There is no bomb inside, but the bag is an important evidence. Don't throw it away." Matsuda took off his gloves and threw it to a flight attendant next to him: "Put on the gloves, put it away, and I'll get it later."

Hu~ Hu~~ When Matsuda trotted all the way to the seat, he saw Sato and Kokura sitting there safely, the same position as when he left, without any change.

"Hmm?" Matsuda looked at Sato in confusion: "Miwa, isn't anything happening?"

"Oh, he just said he was going to the bathroom." Sato said, "I'll tell him to wait for you to come back."

"Is that true?" Matsuda looked at Okura, who was covering his stomach in pain: "It seems he is in a hurry."

At this time, Okura raised his head and looked at Matsuda: "You, your girlfriend is so cruel."

"Mika? Did you hit him?" Matsuda looked at Sato in surprise.

"Of course not. I just confirmed whether he really wants to go to the toilet." Sato pretended to be normal. If I hadn't been asking me to take him to the toilet, I wouldn't have done it.
Chapter completed!