Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 107 The Metropolitan Police Department is also catching ghosts?

"Is it my illusion? Why does it feel like you are still very proud?" Miwako Sato, who was chewing on an orange segment, looked at her partner playfully. The moment her eyebrows and eyes curved, a smile overflowed from the corner of her eyes.

"That's not it."

Katsumi Uehara, with his right elbow pressed on the armrest of the seat, turned sideways, raised his eyes to meet the smiling eyes of the woman, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you do such a thing when you were in the police academy?"

"No."

I don't know if it was because of being soured by the oranges, but Miwako Sato pouted: "My class was very strict. It should be because the management of our class was too easy, so I relaxed for you?"

"No, the management is still very strict."

Katsumi Uehara raised his left hand and shook his index finger. He grinned and his brows were full of pride: "But I always believe in one sentence: There are always more solutions than difficulties."

"Is there any irreconcilable conflict between you and Kunihiko Oikawa? To this extent? When you were shooting a magazine?"

Miwako Sato didn't understand.

That's the police academy, and it's a police academy with stricter management.

Under this background, Katsumi Uehara was able to lead someone to put the person who was number one in comprehensive sacks in a sack, and he was still close to graduation, what a great hatred.

"How should I put it, he is rather annoying, and he always feels like a messenger of justice, so I just let him know a little bit about the dangers of adult society in advance."

"uh-huh?"

Smiling and looking at the man who was obviously avoiding the seriousness but not willing to answer directly, Miwako Sato tossed the orange in her hand that was less than half left.Unrepentant, Uehara Katsumi picked up the thermos and drank water tactically, avoiding her eyes.

"Satou, did you finish the closing report of that case last week?"

"I finished writing, what's the matter?"

"An eyewitness has changed his statement. You may have to rewrite it."

"..."

Under Uehara Katsumi's gloating gaze, Sato Miwako's eyes showed a little danger.

"Congratulations, it's time to work."

Uehara Katsumi, who was leaning on the back of the chair, was playing with the ballpoint pen that was spinning back and forth between the five fingers of his right hand. With his left hand, he picked up the notebook he used for drafting and waved it at his partner, stimulating her nerves.

Closing the case report is a hurdle that every policeman cannot escape, especially when laptop computers are not very popular at the moment.

The old-school Rumu Mushisan doesn't even know how to use a computer. He only knows how to switch the computer on and off, and where the mouse lights up.

"Should I apply for a notebook for office use? Coding is always faster than writing."

Katsumi Uehara, who was discouraged as soon as he picked up a pen, glanced at the workstations of Miwako Sato, Renzaburo Shiratori, Tsutomu Takagi, and even Kazunobu Chiba. The pile of documents and materials made him even more speechless.

After two full hours, Katsumi Uehara, who insisted on suffocating a line of titles on the draft, felt that everything was boring:

Forget it, the case was just solved yesterday, and the closing report will not be handed in so soon, so let's take it easy.

Raising his head and looking at the clock hanging on the wall, he pouted and shook the ballpoint pen to his lips, with his hands resting behind his head, Katsumi Uehara was already thinking about the century-old problem of "what should we eat for lunch today".

While he was wandering in the sky, a sudden call almost scared him half to death——

"Brother Uehara."

"I'm here, Police Department."

Uehara Katsumi hurriedly came back to his senses with a hard-working appearance, got up and looked in the direction of the voice, and Mu Mushisan, who was wearing an orange windbreaker, stood at the door of the office area and greeted him: "Go for a while." Go to meeting room No. 3, Chief Inspector Odagiri is waiting for you there."

"Okay, I know."

Katsumi Uehara, who let go of the century-old problem, nodded, and walked out of the three divisions under the watchful eyes of his colleagues.

Meeting room 3 is not far from the office area of ​​the third department. After turning around a corridor and nodding to the oncoming colleagues, Katsumi Uehara knocked on the door of the meeting room——

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

"Please come in."

"Inspector Odagiri, are you looking for me?"

He pushed the door open and walked in, and the first thing that caught his eye in the huge conference room was a figure sitting alone at the head of the conference table——

Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with stern eyes and no smile.

As the head of the Criminal Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, this is the impression that Toshiro Odagiri has always given people.

Katsumi Uehara didn't know much about him, but he only remembered that this person appeared in the Conan movie version when it involved major cases, and he was a good official.It seemed that he could see Conan's extraordinaryness and saluted him, and he was even a ruthless person who directly arrested his own son in order to maintain legal justice.

"Sit down, Uehara Police Department."

Toshiro Odagiri, who saw his subordinates coming down, put down the documents at hand, motioned for him to sit down and chat, and pushed a document in front of him.

Puzzled, Uehara Katsumi opened it and saw the Mantendo bombing that he had experienced yesterday.

"Inspector, what is this?"

"It's the summary of the case that Mumu gave me this morning."

Toshiro Odagiri crossed his fingers, and the explanation in words surprised Uehara Katsumi.

How could this case alarm a real high-ranking Metropolitan Police Department official like Toshiro Odagiri?

Is it because of the agave?

Turning to the last page of the report, after seeing the words "the identity of the deceased is still unknown", Uehara Katsumi narrowed his eyes slightly, and then such a guess popped up in his mind.

As the head of the criminal department of the Metropolitan Police Department, almost two-thirds of the cases in Tokyo are responsible for the first, second and even third divisions of the search under his command; Mobile teams are also under the Ministry of Criminal Affairs.

Therefore, in terms of rights alone, Toshiro Odagiri has a very high status in the Tokyo police system. It is not a problem to say that he is the actual number three person after Police Chief Hakuba and Deputy Police Chief Shio Morehoshi.

It would not be surprising for such a person to know about the winery.

"This case was solved by you, and I need to ask you about all the things that I am more concerned about."

Just as Uehara Katsumi thought in his heart, Odagiri Toshiro said: "About the deceased and the scene when the deceased died, do you have anything to add? Any details, even if you think it is not important."

"We have asked many people about the real identity of the deceased, and we have also checked a lot of information. So far, it is really impossible to confirm. Regarding the scene, there is actually nothing to say about the scene, because it was a bomb that killed the deceased, and the bomb destroyed everything. .”

After a pause, Uehara Katsumi replied truthfully: "However, what I am more puzzled about is why the bar he used to frequent was destroyed by the explosion of the natural gas pipeline not long after the deceased was killed."

He really didn't know the name of the tequila.

Toshiro Odagiri pointed at the table with his fingers, his expression seemed to be thinking, or thinking about something.

"Since you solved the case yesterday to now, has anyone contacted you? Whether it's inside or outside the Metropolitan Police Department."

"No."

Katsumi Uehara's eyelids twitched: "Inspector, is there any hidden story in this case?"

"Yes, Uehara-kun."

Odagiri Toshiro, who has attached great importance to this junior since the last Moses split the sea case, nodded: "I hope you keep this matter a secret, and I will deal with the follow-up of this case.

"Also, if you feel that someone is touching you, I hope you can let me know in time."

　ps: It took me a long time to drive, huh, I only got home at night, so there was really a traffic jam during the holidays.

　　pps: There are three more~
　　ppps: Gan!The chapter is wrong!It should be one hundred and six!I can't change the chapter name!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)