Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 292 Relics
For Katsumi Uehara, although he did take the risk of skipping class and being discovered, the trip to Teidan Elementary School was undoubtedly worthwhile.

In the foreseeable future, the closing reports accumulated on his desk will never be finished. For his own physical and mental health, he has to find a good helper in advance.

Judging from the results, not only did he get a Conan codewriter, he even saw that Hui Yuan Ai had the potential to work.

It's just that considering that this woman's mind is too mature in some aspects, and she is not as easy to handle as Conan, it is undoubtedly a problem if she wants to join the army of codewords for free.

After all, Haibara Ai's identity is not a secret to Miyano Akemi, and the reason why Conan can obediently become the reporter of the case is not applicable to her.

I can't tell her that if you don't write obediently, I will tell you Gin that you are Shirley, right?
At that time, it is said that it is a choice between the two. I am afraid that the final actual result is that the old man Gin squeezed his hands after getting the news and said that I want them all. He drove a plane across the ocean to find them with a gun.

After looking at the time, with the idea that he was all warped up, it would be better to go home and take a rest, Katsumi Uehara turned the steering wheel and was ready to drive home——

The next second, the phone in the pocket of the suit vibrated suddenly, and the note was a call from the Mumu Police Department.

"..."

It's really Murphy's Law, shit!
"Brother Uehara, where are you?"

"I'm investigating a past case, what's wrong with the police department?" After a casual chatter, Uehara Katsumi, who had no choice but to turn around, said seriously.

"Administrator Kuroda wants to see you, come back quickly."

Inside the Police Department.

Hearing this excuse, Mu Mu Shisan rolled his eyes wildly, but in front of his boss, he still had to say to his restless subordinate: "Although the period for prosecution of that case is approaching, you should not force yourself to too tight.

"Sometimes it's better to let go of that tight string."

"……I understand."

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and after making a response, he hung up the phone, and then Mu Mu Shisan put down the phone and looked at the new manager of the third department: "Manager, Brother Uehara, he will immediately Just come back."

"Let him come to my office when he comes back."

"Yes, I understand."

Mumu Shisan nodded in agreement, and respectfully watched Kuroda Bingwei leave.After his figure completely disappeared outside the gate of the office area, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The new management officer who came over by air doesn't seem to be easy to get along with. Megu Shisan has already begun to miss his old superior Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

"Police department, what is the matter with the manager looking for Keji?"

After Kuroda, the fierce-looking superior, left, Miwako Sato, who had been watching secretly for a long time, jumped out and asked worriedly, "He hasn't had any trouble recently, has he?"

"Don't worry, Uehara is now the hottest fried chicken in the Metropolitan Police Department, and the trump card of the first search section."

Mu Mu Shisan comforted him cheerfully: "Although I don't know which faction this Kuroda administrator is from, but judging from his previous performance, Brother Uehara should still be very satisfied with him. It is probably the previous one or something." The matter of the wine organization."

Concerns lead to chaos. If it were the former Miwako Sato, although she would be worried about this point, she would not forget her boyfriend's position in the Metropolitan Police Department.

This is the man who broke the shadow of Kudo Shinichi.

The real savior of the Metropolitan Police Department is its own people, which is very reasonable and not ashamed to say it.

Facts have proved that the sense of smell brought to Mu Shisan by decades of criminal police career is correct.

When Katsumi Uehara, who returned to the Metropolitan Police Department, knocked politely and pushed away the administrator's office, he was greeted by Kuroda Hei's serious but slightly warm face and a brown paper bag.

"Administrator, is this...?"

Katsumi Uehara, who took the bag, was puzzled, subconsciously weighed it, and it was quite heavy.

"It was sent by the police, the last relics of Kunihiko Okawa and Mona Nahara."

Kuroda Bingwei, whose lens was slightly reflective, said in a low tone: "The two of them are undercover agents who sneaked into that organization. But the exposure was too sudden. Before the police could react, their family members They were all silenced.

"Even if calculated from the time, the time when the members of that organization killed their family was earlier than the time when Oikawa Kunihiko and Minamihara Mona died.

"Now, you have come into contact with this side, and the police decided to hand over the relics of these two people to you."

"..."

Katsumi Uehara, who was still weighing the kraft paper bag, suddenly fell silent.

"The news from the police is that after Gin Jiu and others leave, you'd better be careful of a man code-named Ireland. According to intelligence, he is very dangerous, and he was specially sent by that organization to replace Gin Jiu to complete the mopping up work. .”

Seeing that Uehara Katsumi remained silent, Kuroda Hei, who understood his mood, took out another photo from the drawer and handed it to him——

The person in the photo has an old and gloomy face, a burly figure, and short silver hair.

"Remember his appearance, Uehara Police Department, I will not give you this photo."

"..."

Looking at the Ireland in the photo that gradually overlapped with the figure in his mind, Uehara Katsumi looked at it carefully for a while and returned the photo to Kuroda: "Thank you, administrator."

"The captured vodka did not reveal the true identities of Gin and the others..."

After listening to the results of several rounds of interrogation by the police, Katsumi Uehara, who was not surprised by this, immediately bid farewell to the administrator from the public security system, and returned to his work station with a kraft paper bag.

Miwako and the others were not there, probably because they were busy and didn't know he had come back.After carrying the thermos to fill a cup of warm water, Uehara Katsumi directly threw the kraft paper bag into the drawer, deciding to see nothing.

Ok……

Today's water is not very tasty, the quality is a bit problematic...

After all, Uehara Katsumi, who still couldn't suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart, opened the drawer, broke the kraft paper bag, and poured out all the contents.

A small makeup mirror, two hair ties, and two wallets;

A multipurpose nail clipper, keychains, and a slightly irregular football pin.

The make-up mirror and headband were Nanyuan Mengnai's favorite crimson purple. Apart from some euros and a photo of each of them in their wallets, there were only some invoices left.Paris, London, and Berlin.

"call……"

After taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Katsumi Uehara fiddled with the nail scissors that were in the way, picked up the green and white irregular football badge, and gently rubbed the circle around the badge where the handwriting was deliberately removed with his thumb. trace--

He also had a piece of this back then.

"Konan High School, Best Midfielder in the 5th Mihua Super Cup, Katsumi Uehara..."

　Bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)