Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 69 The Last Three Bombs

"Tsk tsk, watching me on TV like this is really handsome, with sharp edges and corners."

Mihua Central Hospital, President's meeting room.

Leaning against the wall with his arms crossed in front of his chest, Katsumi Uehara looked up at his photogenic self in the news with great interest, and bumped his elbow into the woman beside him: "Sato, do you think you will be caught by some pretty girl just because of this?" The rich woman seems to have offered me [-] million dollars to resign from the Metropolitan Police Department to be her bodyguard?
"Should I agree then?"

"you?"

Miwako Sato, who was receiving faxes from colleagues in the Metropolitan Police Department, could not help but turn her head and look the man up and down: "[-] million dollars?"

"A discount of 5000 million US dollars is not impossible."

"Do you think a beautiful rich woman has so much money that she has no place to spend it?" Miwako Sato, who was sorting out the documents in hand and turned away from the fax machine, raised her head and asked a question with a smile that could hit the depths of the man's soul.

Katsumi Uehara curled his lips and said in disdain: "Based on my performance today, the loss to be recovered is more than 5000 million US dollars. If all the bombs in the Mihua Central Hospital are blown up, those equipment cases and even various data and research materials will be invaluable treasures, not to mention the One life after another."

"really?"

It’s okay not to mention this, but when this is mentioned, Miwako Sato, who was holding the document, immediately stood up and turned her head, squinted her eyes and said, "Do you think you are brave? Do you know how dangerous it was? A bullet hit the door? Lift it up." Kicking the door? Do you still want to defuse the bomb?"

"Are you worried about me?"

Uehara Katsumi, who chuckled and raised his eyebrows, was full of complacency.

"No."

"Oh~"

Katsumi Uehara made a long sound, and Miwako Sato, who had long been used to it, was too lazy to answer, and put all the faxes from the Metropolitan Police Department on the head of the conference table.

In the TV news, the report of the police being briefly interviewed has also passed.

"In short, you'd better pay attention next time, the prisoner is very dangerous and will die."

"Well, next time."

Perfunctory without sincerity, Uehara Katsumi casually set up a large whiteboard, and assisted Miwako Sato to paste the materials faxed from the Metropolitan Police Department on it one by one.

"Where do you think the prisoner will attack next?"

"Who knows."

"Didn't you ask the other side to pass on the information, saying that you probably already know it?"

"That's just a guess. If I guess wrong, I will be ruined."

"You still care about this?"

"What do you mean?"

When Mu Mu Shisan came back from the ward and pushed open the door of the conference room, the first thing that caught his eyes was his two good subordinates standing in front of the blackboard, fighting each other with each other, coughing twice: "cough cough."

They stopped talking in a very tacit understanding, and the two turned around as if nothing had happened. A group of policemen headed by Matsumoto Kiyonaga, the manager of the first search section, suddenly mixed in with two extremely eye-catching people, Mori Kogoro and Edogawa Conan.

Conan, who noticed Uehara Katsumi's gaze, was as obedient as a primary school student, clinging to his guardian's calf, waiting for him to take him home, just like a child waiting for the school bell to ring.

"Criminal Uehara, you did a good job." Kiyomaga Matsumoto, whose daughter was successfully rescued, obviously let go of the big rock in his heart, nodded to Katsumi Uehara, and praised him.

"Uehara-kun, is it true that you said that you roughly guessed the prisoner's next move plan?" Mu Mushisan, who wanted to make his subordinates behave in front of the boss, lowered the brim of his hat and said in a concentrated voice.

"Yes."

Katsumi Uehara's face immediately became serious when he talked about business. After Matsumoto, Megure, Takagi, Chiba, Mori and others were all seated, he raised his right index finger and tapped the big whiteboard behind him and said in a concentrated voice: "Before, When I went to the rooftop on the top floor of Building 1, I noticed that the stairwell to the rooftop was actually sealed.

"Not only is the door locked, but there is also a warning sign at the entrance stating that no entry is allowed during construction.

"At that time, I thought of [NEXT Serial Murder Case] ​​No.5 among the seven dead, a worker working for a construction company under the Takasugi Foundation."

As soon as the words were finished, Miwako Sato handed over a black marker pen.Katsumi Uehara took it and wrote the words "serial murder" on the free space on the whiteboard.

"The Megure Police Department asked the managers of Mihua Central Hospital who are responsible for building renovation and maintenance, and they confirmed that the project of repairing Building No. 1 was handed over to Takasugi Construction.

"And the No.5 deceased in this serial murder case is precisely the worker in charge of the roof of the top floor. Moreover, the forensic department also found the No.5 deceased's fingerprint on the scaffolding on the roof.

"In addition, the investigation record of the serial murder case conducted by the Shiratori Police Department also clearly stated the work location and work content of the No. 5 deceased."

"You mean, the serial murders committed by the prisoner before are actually paving the way for future actions, are they random killings?" Looking at the documents and materials that Miwako Sato handed out to him, Matsumoto Kiyomachi frowned.

"It's foreshadowing, but it's not random killing."

Katsumi Uehara shook his head and denied the administrator's statement: "According to the results of the autopsy, the seven deceased in the serial murder case all contained a small amount of Edmy in their bodies. This is an amphetamine drug, and there are cases of addiction. is a controlled drug.

"Moreover, the blood alcohol levels of the seven deceased were all around 0.2, which is already a level of drunkenness. That is to say, what these seven deceased had in common was that they were addicted to amphetamines and drank a lot of alcohol before their deaths. "

I was high on drugs, and I was so excited that I drank alcohol and got very drunk.

The demeanor of the seven deceased before their death has a preliminary outline.

"We investigated the financial status of the seven deceased, and since the price of drugs such as Ademis is not particularly expensive, they can all afford it."

Miwako Sato, who was in charge of distributing materials, raised the A4 paper in Yang's hand and added a sentence.Uehara Katsumi immediately drew a circle on the head of the No.1 serial murder victim: "But the problem is that this kind of controlled drug needs channels, and among these seven people, only he, who is a neurologist, can do it." arrive.

"In other words, he is very likely to be the one who provided the other six people with drugs. No transfer records can be found, and there is a high probability that it is a cash transaction. So this is not a random killing, but a premeditated killing."

Doctors in neurology, security guards in hospitals, financial practitioners engaged in funds, grooms, construction workers, managers of power plants, and truck drivers.

The occupations of the seven deceased are clear at a glance in Uehara Katsumi's pen.

"At the same time, after the explosion of the restaurant named [Asahiju], I found out the connection between the No.7 deceased and it."

Katsumi Uehara drew a straight line on the whiteboard to connect the two names: "Asahiju is a newly opened specialty restaurant, which specializes in frog meat. Since it is newly opened, the restaurant has ordered a large number of ingredients.

"And the person who delivered these ingredients to the restaurant was the No. 7 deceased who was the driver of the truck."

——? !

"Wait a minute, what do you mean?!"

After reacting, Mu Mu Thirteen frowned, and then his eyes fell on the identities of No.1, No.2 and No.5 deceased.

These three are a doctor at Mihua Central Hospital, a security guard at Mihua Central Hospital, and a building repairer at Mihua Central Hospital——

No.7 The deceased was delivered to the restaurant, and the restaurant exploded;

The three dead were working at Mihua Central Hospital, which was almost blown up.

Doesn't that mean? !

Mu Mu Shisan's eyes instantly fell on the names of the other three deceased.

“犯人的手上总共13枚炸弹。餐厅炸了1枚、米花中央医院用了8枚、松本小百合身上绑了1枚，一共使用了10枚。也就是说，还剩下最后3枚炸弹。”

Katsumi Uehara tapped on the board, and the black marker pen circled the occupations of the last three deceased——

A horse breeder working at the Tokyo Red Horn Jockey Club;

Worked as a power plant manager at Suzuki Electric;

A financial practitioner working for Suzuki Foundation.

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(End of this chapter)