Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 279 Death God Shuangsha + White Bird = Explosion?

"Really, then it seems that I don't need to introduce myself too much."

The man who claims to be Nagato Guangming has a slightly elongated face, wears a well-tailored orange suit, and has a hairstyle similar to Shiratori Rensaburo's on his head. Hearing this, a professional smirk can't help showing on his face: "It should be my father." I told you."

"Ah, almost, Chairman Nagato said that you are a pillar of the Nagato Group."

"Is that so? That's really my father's praise."

Nagato Guangming, who was laughing, pretended to be casual and said, "Speaking of which, did something happen to our family? Uehara Police Department?"

"Well, President Nagato said that he suspected that there were traces of outsiders sneaking into the house, so I asked me to come and investigate. Unfortunately, there is no result yet." Speaking of this, Uehara Katsumi shrugged helplessly, with a little helplessness in his brows The color, to tell the truth.

Nagato Guangming's complexion, which was obviously not enough to raise energy, showed a slight change to the naked eye, and then quickly calmed down his emotional abnormality, and eagerly held his right hand: "Really, I didn't hear what my father said. But, please help Uehara Police Department to investigate, and I will not bother you for now."

"understand."

Squinting his eyes slightly, watching the son-in-law of the Nagato family leave in a hurry, Uehara Katsumi's guess that he was the unlucky guy or the murderer became more and more accurate.

With this in mind, he subconsciously raised his foot and kicked Conan's butt, who was also staring at Nagato Guangming's back thoughtfully: "Hey, how's it going, do you like him?"

"???"

Conan, who jumped up from the spot, bared his teeth, rubbed his buttocks with his small hands, and at the same time gave the unruly policeman a fierce look: "What do you mean by that, what makes me pleasing to the eye?
"Also, what are you kicking me for?"

Thanks to his height advantage, Uehara Katsumi was able to glance at him condescendingly: "When I was hospitalized before, the Metropolitan Police Department handled so many cases, I see you appeared very frequently in the case report, maybe you It has a lot to do with dead bodies."

"What do you want to say?"

"I think maybe he is destined for you." Uehara Katsumi pouted in the direction of Nagato Guangming's departure, and Conan saw a black line on his head.

What a mess, he is not the god of death——

Ok?
wrong.

As keen as Conan, he immediately sensed something wrong with the words, reacted, and looked up at him: "Is it because of him that you appeared at Nagato's house?"

"Almost, anyway, that's what Nagato Daosan said."

"I see……"

Conan is no stranger to the grievances of wealthy families.

Katsumi Uehara, a policeman who has nothing to do with Nagato's family, appeared here. He had never had the chance to ask why. Now it seems that the bedridden President Nagato invited him to town.

The role is the same as Hattori's father, mostly to deter Xiaoxiao.

Fortunately, he thought that some major case had happened, so that the Metropolitan Police Department released the trump card of Uehara Katsumi.

The eagerness in his heart dissipated in an instant, and Conan, who had no more inquiring thoughts, no longer perfunctory this man, and he ran away shouting "Sister Xiaolan, where are you?", making Uehara Katsumi laugh .

His grandma's is really realistic, it's really a case.

Shaking his head, Uehara was about to go out for a stroll to observe the environment, but bumped into an acquaintance at the corner of the stairs——

"Uehara? Why are you here?"

Shiratori Ren Saburo in a light blue suit held a gift bag and looked at his friend who appeared in front of him in amazement.

"White bird?"

Uehara Katsumi's face showed the same surprise at first, but then he quickly thought of what Shiratori said before when he was still in the hospital——

Due to the sudden hospital accident before, Shiratori, who was forced to take a vacation, was forced to come to the door in person as the eldest son of Shiratori to congratulate Mr. Nagato on his [-]th birthday.

Given that the helm of the Shiratori family is not currently in Japan, it seems more or less sincere that the heir of the Shiratori family came to pay his respects in person.

"I don't know if you are on vacation. Nagato's family invited me to come over to help investigate the abnormal situation in his house. Besides me, there is also Hattori Heizo, the head of the Osaka Police Headquarters..."

Compared with Conan, who is not sensible, Uehara Katsumi is obviously more friendly to friends who can communicate with him from the same angle, and he will tell everything without too much urging.

However, while talking, he suddenly thought of one thing——

Conan + Hattori, this pair of death gods is a matter of life and death. Add a white bird with a movie buff...

Hiss... It's broken, could it be that this is another theatrical version with an explosive start?

Shiratori Ren Sanlang noticed the strangeness in his friend's eyes, and looked at himself strangely: "What's wrong? Your expression? Is there something dirty stuck on me?"

Uehara Katsumi's head suddenly shook like a rattle: "No, no, it's okay, Shiratori, go celebrate your birthday first, I'll wait for you outside."

He has to check to see if there is any bomb in this huge manor house.

Reaper + Shiratori, that explosion is equal to fate, this is an equation rooted in his mind.

It is true that everyone is a living person now, but considering that Shiratori has been lying in the hospital for two rounds, this law has to be guarded against.

After all, the Nagato family is still wealthy in the final analysis, and it is not a fantasy to make something big through its own channels.

It's hard to confirm the relationship with Sato, and the bed sheet has not yet been made, Uehara Katsumi doesn't want to make a mistake and become an eternal hatred, capsizing the boat in the gutter.

Just thinking about it, Uehara Katsumi, who was walking on the stairs, heard a rush of footsteps——

Before he could turn his head to look, the horrifying figure that he had seen before, whose body was tightly wrapped and whose head was wrapped in bandages, passed by him, and hurried downstairs, as if he had been stimulated by something. generally.

The only son of Nagato Dosan, the helm of the Nagato Group: Nagato Hideomi.

Since there were only two of them on the stairs at the moment, Uehara Katsumi shrugged his nose without any disturbance, and seemed to smell a different smell vaguely.

It emanated from Nagato Hideomi who passed by him.

It's not like a perfume, but it smells a bit like gasoline or motor oil or paint.

Or... Potion?
Considering that Hidetomi Nagato's appearance obviously needs perennial application of medicine, Katsumi Uehara narrowed his eyes slightly, watching him turn a corner in the corridor on the second floor, push open the door of a room and step into it.

"That location..."

Katsumi Uehara, who went downstairs, put his hands in his pockets, strolled in the huge manor, looked around, and looked at the floor and room layout of the villa from the perspective of a bystander.

The room that Nagato Hideomi entered was just below the master bedroom on the third floor where Nagato Dosan was.

And when Uehara Katsumi was measuring the approximate distance and location of each room on the villa floor with his sight, Nagato Hideomi suddenly appeared on the balcony of the bedroom where he was.

He also seemed to have noticed Katsumi Uehara who had stopped in his footsteps, and nodded to him with a bandaged scary face as a greeting, then drew the curtains and closed the French windows of the balcony.

　ps: Gan, I'm finally done.

　　This wave of resurgent sheep is a bit fierce. After May [-]st, there are seven people who are doing business in the upstairs family...

　　Book friends also pay more attention to safety and protection~
　　ps2: Put a small bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)