Based on his limited memory of this case, when the car exploded, Takagi escaped because his key fell under the car, leading to the fortunate discovery of the bomb and their narrow escape.
Now, however, Senichi had already apprehended the suspect, and the bomb had yet to explode, introducing a "variable."
Whether this explosion would harm innocent people was not explicitly revealed in the manga. However, judging by the distance of the crowd around Senichi and the many customers selecting clothes in the clothing store next to the police car, it was clear that these people would not fare well if the bomb were to explode.
Taking the time to evacuate the crowd was also impractical. After all, the timer on the bomb didn't leave room for such leisure.
The margin for error was too low, and the situation was too complex. Senichi couldn't guarantee that no one would be harmed.
If casualties occurred during this process, even if Senichi caught one member of the criminal gang and managed to prevent the crime in advance, he wouldn't expect any good rewards.
Therefore, he had to ensure that the altered outcome would be better than the original!
Utilizing his rapidly working brain, Senichi, within a few seconds, weighed the pros and cons and decided to defuse the bomb himself.
As for bomb disposal appearing dangerous, Senichi, in reality, felt no ripples in his heart, and he was even a bit inclined to yawn. After all, with the cheat item in hand, the situation might look grim, but it was actually stable.
However, Senichi naturally couldn't reveal this, so he had to rely on his acting skills, as they say, "Life is like a drama; it's all about acting."
Clearly, the solemn atmosphere created by his acting was quite convincing.
Moreover, the "quick-witted" act of using the thug as a "bomb disposal table" added a touch of severity.
However, this thug didn't dare to joke with his own life. The "magic wire cutter" Senichi placed on the other wire didn't come into play at all. After cutting the blue wire, the timer on the bomb immediately stopped ticking.
"Phew…"
Seeing that after cutting the blue wire everything remained calm, Senichi made a safe gesture. Only then did everyone, who had their hearts in their throats, breathe a collective sigh of relief, almost exhaling in perfect unison.
"The Bomb Disposal Team will be here shortly," Shiratori ran over and said, "Put the bomb over here. We've already evacuated the surrounding crowd. It's safe enough."
"Alright, that's it." Senichi said as he lifted the trembling thug. "This guy has a bag; check it. There might be other bombs."
Sure enough, Shirator found another unactivated bomb after removing the backpack from the thug and opening it.
"Speak! Are there bombs installed elsewhere!?" Senichi sternly demanded and his gaze was unbearably cold.
These people were heinous criminals who placed bombs during large-scale events like Victory parades. Once the bombs exploded, it would inevitably harm innocent people.
Even if this guy claimed to have placed bombs in locations where no one would be harmed and this police car was intended to attract attention by installing a bomb when it seemed unoccupied.
But things were not that simple. Like Takagi, if his luck hadn't been so good, he might have driven straight to the netherworld after stepping on the gas.
So, Senichi had no sympathy for this thug.
"None! None!"
Perhaps because Senichi's previous crazy act of using him as a "bomb disposal table" was too memorable, the terrified thug quickly shook his head. "This is the first one. The other one was originally planned to be placed in a phone booth..."
Hearing his words, everyone present finally breathed a sigh of relief. If there were still bombs, it would be troublesome. Given their speed, they might not be able to catch up, and at that point, whether there would be casualties would truly be left to fate.
In just this short moment, the bomb disposal team who were waiting nearby, hurriedly arrived with Inspector Megure.
Watching the bomb disposal team dismantle both bombs, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I never expected it to not be a prank..." Inspector Megure gritted his teeth. "These lawless bastards!!"
Even though the bombs were now disarmed, and the bomb disposal team was handling the situation right before their eyes, Inspector Megure couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.
Moreover, if Senichi hadn't noticed this guy, by the time Takagi got in the car, he might have seen his corpse.
Even so, just now, his subordinates were in jeopardy to disarm the bombs. It was a situation where they might have been blown up into the sky. How could Inspector Megure not be furious?
"Speak! What is your purpose!!" Inspector Megure, with a fierce demeanor grabbed the thug's collar, and shouted, "Tell me about your accomplices truthfully!"
"Be honest."
Senichi, noticing the young thug's tendency to remain silent, spoke with a cold tone, "If you confess now and reveal your accomplices, you might get a reduced sentence. Otherwise, when we catch your partners, you might face even harsher consequences. Even if their plan succeeds, do you think you'll be safe? By then, you'll be awaiting a more severe punishment."
Senichi looked at the man and sneered, "Although I don't know what your plans are, do you still fantasize that your comrades can save you? Evaluate the situation carefully and see which choice benefits you more."
Senichi's words caused the man's face to change dramatically. Meanwhile, Conan, who had been observing the man's expression, spoke in a childish voice, "Hmph! Even if you don't talk, Detective Senichi can still catch your accomplices. After all, Detective Senichi is a 'famous detective.' He can easily find clues even without you!"
Conan's words became the last straw that overwhelmed the man psychologically. He turned to look at Senichi, his expressions were constantly changing, and finally he lowered his head. "I confess..."
Seeing this scene, Senichi couldn't help but cast an appreciative look at Conan. Conan responded with a smug, as if it was only natural.
However, in reality, Conan's inner excitement was much greater than what he showed on the surface. Although it was just a bluff to intimidate the suspect and make him cooperate, this simple "bluff" was the result of Conan carefully observing the suspect's expressions and deciphering his psychology.
The suspect's expressions, movements, and various subconscious reactions had all been imprinted in Conan's mind. In the end, Conan understood the suspect's current state of mind.
If before, he could only rely on intuition to see the answer, now he knew the principle behind it and had the answer.
These two things were naturally incomparable!