Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 60 Chips are life [third more]

"What's the matter? What happened? Why are you making such a fuss?"

interrogation area.

Obviously also heard the noisy movement outside, Miwako Sato opened the door of the interrogation room and hurried out, just in time to meet Katsumi Uehara who came out of the interrogation room.

"It sounds like the prisoner sent another letter?"

Turning around, he gestured to Miyazawa Yuka who was sitting on the chair not to move. After closing the door, Uehara Katsumi and Sato Miwako walked to the office area side by side.

Wearing an orange windbreaker, Mu Mu Shisan's face was as sinking as water, and there was still a letter in his hand.

Beside him, there was Kogoro Mori with the same dignified expression.

Miwako Sato, who didn't know why, took a step forward, frowned and asked, "Police, what's the situation?"

"See for yourself."

With a blank expression on his face, Mu Mu Shisan softened his tone a little when he saw that the person was his favorite, and handed the letter paper he was holding in front of her.

"The chips are in place, the hints are distributed, and the game begins. I hope you can win before the end of the game time, and don't let me down. Especially you, the police officer Uehara who impressed me so much."

Miwako Sato, who read word by word according to the content on the letter paper, suddenly raised her head, and her eyes could not help turning to the man beside her.

Katsumi Uehara took a few steps forward, reached out to take the letter paper in his partner's hand and glanced at it: "Police department, who sent this from?"

"Scheduled, the sender is a man named Jiro Sai, and he is looking up detailed information about him."

Mu Mushisan put his hands behind his back, and his tone obviously suppressed the anger of being provoked: "I received a notice from Takagi and the others about Matsumoto Sayuri's kidnapping this morning. Obviously, this is the prisoner declaring war on our Metropolitan Police Department.

"Using Sayuri's life as a bargaining chip, declare war on us."

The huge office area could only be plunged into deathly silence for a while, and everyone present looked at the blackboard where the summary of the case was written, and the atmosphere gradually became oppressive.

This is a total lunatic.

Almost in an instant, this thought flashed through everyone's minds.

"According to Sato and Uehara-kun's description, there are still 12 bombs that the prisoner bought from the Shinkansen bomber's place. That is to say, if we don't find the kidnapped Sayuri Matsumoto within the so-called game time, she will die. "

Megu Shisan, who walked to the blackboard, picked up a pen and drew a circle focusing on the two "bomb dealers" captured in the previous Shinkansen bombing.

"Leave a message, the message on that card!"

Miwako Sato, with an ugly face, found the metal card wrapped in the evidence bag from the evidence box: "The so-called hints of the game."

"This bastard..."

Even though he was no longer a criminal policeman, Mouri Kogoro, who still remembered the days of the policeman in the past, had a serious expression on his face: "Can you show me the reminder on it, Sato Criminal."

"Of course, Maori Detective."

Miwako Sato handed over the card, and Kogoro Mori looked at it carefully for a while, but he still couldn't see why.

"Uncle, show me!"

Jumping up, Conan stretched out his hand to grab it, and his eyes quickly scanned the content on the card——

"You give me enough time, brat!"

Mori Kogoro, who was throbbing in his temples, was not used to it, rolled up his sleeves and punched him down. Conan, who was still alive and kicking just now, squatted on the ground and hugged his head, tearing from the pain.

"Brother Maoli, how are you doing? Do you have any ideas?" Due to the super reasoning ability shown by Kogoro Mori in the previous few contacts, Memu Shisan looked around at his subordinates and secretly thought. Sighing, he decisively asked him for help.

"Well... not yet. However, the notice is written in the gods and ghosts. Could the prisoner be a priest? Or a former priest?"

Mori Kogoro, rubbing his chin with his right index finger, made his first opinion.

"........."

The prisoner is a ghostly clergyman!

This is clearly written as a very symbolic image!

Conan, who was squatting on the ground, wiped his hard-pressed tears, and his body that just stood up was almost staggered by Lei Kogoro's specious reasoning.

Shaking his head, seeing Uncle Maori who was having a heated discussion with the police, Conan sighed, his young body quietly slipped out of the crowd, walked to the blackboard and looked up at the extremely clear context of the murder case on the board——

First, there is the serial killing that lasts one dead body a day.There were seven dead in total, with different occupations;

Secondly, the policeman who was bombed into the hospital in the Asahiju restaurant and has been unconscious since then, Shiratori Rensaburo;
Finally, today's Sayuri kidnapping incident.

The way the prisoners acted became more aggressive each time.

If the prisoner is following a certain pattern, then he sent this——

Ok?
Thinking about the selfless Conan who appeared beside someone, he suddenly came back to his senses, and was about to resort to the trick of showing off his cuteness that has been tried and tested recently, but found that this person didn't mean to talk to him at all——

Like him, this man is standing in front of the blackboard.Chewing gum in his mouth, blowing a bubble from time to time, his eyes circled back and forth among the contents on the blackboard from beginning to end.

Something is wrong, something is wrong, what on earth is this guy trying to do.

Katsumi Uehara, who wrote the reminder content on the metal card on the blank space of the blackboard, frowned.

All the connections he has managed to find from the seven victims in the serial murder case that may be related to the murderer show his caution, but now two provocative letters and a criminal reminder directly overwhelm this caution. It was broken.

"Damn."

After cursing in a low voice, Katsumi Uehara took several deep breaths in a row, constantly reminding himself to calm down.

His thoughts cannot be disturbed, this is most likely a means thrown by the murderer to disturb the sight of the police, his thoughts cannot be disordered.

Conan, with his hands in his pockets, was looking at the criminal reminder just written by Uehara Katsumi, and fell into deep thought again.

[The ferocious beast's eyes turned red amidst the cheers, and the mournful fighter swung his deadly spear at his companions in despair;

Bright fireworks cheered the winners, and the life in the cage shivered in a corner...]

If these two sentences refer to the ancient Roman Colosseum, is it the most similarly shaped football field or some comprehensive sports venues?
But if so, what do the following words mean?
represents time?
No, it's not right, this explanation doesn't fit.

"Ring bell bell!"

Suddenly, a sudden ringing of the phone caught everyone's attention.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone behind him, Uehara Katsumi took out his mobile phone and pressed the answer button: "Takagi?"

"I found it, Criminal Uehara!"

On the other end of the phone, Takagi’s voice was clearly filled with excitement: “The people at Suzuki Cargo have confirmed that among the goods delivered by the No. 7 deceased were the ingredients purchased by the Asahiju restaurant that exploded.

"In addition, Chiba also found out the name of the person who had clashed with No. 1 deceased and slapped him."

Uehara Katsumi's eyes lit up: "What's your name?"

"It's the Kirino Keiichi you captured yesterday afternoon."

　Three more!Although a bit late, praise me!

　　Ask for tickets~Please follow up~
　　Put a small bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)