The sixth man of Conan's police academy

Chapter 210 Only good children have cake and eat it
After arresting the three gangsters and the agents on the Heisei Express, they were treated coldly for two hours without even bandaging their wounds. The first person who couldn't bear it was the gangster who was shot through the back of his hand. He beat them all one by one. He told all about his revenge and even asked for a reduced sentence.

It turns out that these four gangsters are all former gang members of the violent group Ghost Tiger Gang. The very capable prosecutor Haruma Shindo used his ability to arrest the gang leader and a large number of cadres of the Ghost Tiger Gang last year, so it did not last long before it was disbanded. .

Ritsu Sasashima walked out of the interrogation room, took out his cigarette case, shook out a cigarette and lit it with a match. He didn't like using lighters, he only loved the feeling of striking a match.

Hold the handle of the match with your right hand, and with a little force, the match head will catch fire. The flame ignites the cigarette in your mouth, shake your wrist to extinguish the flame, take out the evidence bag you carry with you, and put it in after it is not warm enough.

The report has been prepared by Hayasaka Yuna. Ritsu Sasashima, who has no work to complete by himself, smokes a cigarette and walks out. The elevator door on the ninth floor opens. He looks up at the person who is about to come out. He holds the cigarette His fingers trembled slightly, his expression as usual.

The two people standing arm-in-arm in the elevator are none other than Dateru and Takagi Wataru, known as the "WATARU brothers".This title was told to him by his fellow student Miwako Sato. Ritsu Sasashima subconsciously hid the cigarette behind his back, raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, did the surveillance just end?"

Takagi Wataru was stunned for a moment and said curiously: "Onizawa Police Department, how do you know that we just ended our surveillance?"

Ritsu Sasashima pointed at his chin and said calmly: "The bloodshot eyes and the dark circles under your eyes prove that you just stayed up late. As a criminal police officer, you will definitely shave off your beard before coming to work. Your failure to do so means that you stayed up late." From the stubble that has popped out, it can be inferred that you have just completed the tracking mission."

Awesome, completely correct reasoning.

Takagi Sheba touched his chin and sure enough, there was prickly stubble. He quickly laughed at the two of them and rushed to the bathroom, obviously wanting to wash his face and tidy up his appearance.

"Are you Takashi Onizawa, the new member of the police department from the third department?" Datehang had a slight fondness for the person in front of him for some reason. It may be because he is well-known in the Metropolitan Police Department. He is said to solve cases very quickly and has a high detection rate. He is a long-lost genius detective.

"Well, may I ask what your name is?"

"I am Datehang, from the second department of the Robbery and Criminal Investigation Section [-]. I am currently a police officer. Please give me your advice!" Datehang said cheerfully.

Robbery crime search second series?It was a department specifically responsible for robbery incidents, and was occasionally involved in violent incidents. It was indeed busier than the Department of Violent Crime Investigation to which he belonged.

Naturally, there are more thieves than murderers in the world, and vice versa, the world will be in chaos.

"Ah, you too."

"Then you won't disturb the police department and you are off duty. Take your leave."

"Goodbye."

Ritsu Sasashima walked into the elevator and looked at the retreating figure.Although he was so close, he couldn't tell him that he was still alive.Sorry, monitor.Forgive me for not being able to tell the truth, at least until it's all over, just treat me as dead.

The elevator door slowly closed, and his scarlet eyes dimmed. He stubbed out the cigarette hidden behind him, threw it into the evidence bag, and thought about how to spend the next time.

I'm used to being a model worker, but I really don't like taking free time off.

After taking a taxi back home, I washed myself briefly and put on a dark blue nightgown.

Ritsu Sasashima walked to the bar counter and took out a classical glass, put in spherical ice cubes and poured a little bourbon whiskey. He took the wine glass and came to the study to sit down. The data is not available yet.

He sipped the bourbon and compared each piece of data. He didn't find any problems. It seemed that the experiment was progressing a bit slowly... but it was just as he wanted.

His slender fingers quickly tapped the mechanical keyboard, making a crisp and sweet sound. Finally, he gently pressed the Enter key to send the email to a mysterious mailbox.

[Augier: Sir, the progress of the experiment of APTX4869 is still in the experimental stage. There are no abnormalities in the body functions of the mice that swallowed 0.05 grams. 0.1% of the mice that swallowed a dose of 7 grams have no abnormalities, and 3% of them died.Swallowing 0.15 grams of mice is currently more than 8% of the mortality rate. ]
[Augier: ATPX4869 is still in the experimental semi-finished product stage and contains highly toxic substances. Judging from the condition of the dead mice, no toxins can be found in the body after death. I need to get a batch from the research institute to provide to Gin. They? ]
About 10 minutes passed before the email was answered.

[Boss: Keep staring.Now I am not very interested in APTX4869. Are there any recent developments between the two parties?As for semi-finished products, there is no need to provide them to Gin. ]
[Augier: There hasn’t been much movement on either side recently. It might be the calm before the storm. I’ll keep an eye on it. ]
[Boss: Well, only good children get the cake.I'm going to rest, good night...Augier. ]
[Augier: Good night, my sir. ]
He stood up slowly and came to the living room with an empty wine glass.

Having another drink for himself, Sasashima Ritsu walked to the French window with gentle steps.Sure enough, comparing the experimental data is the fastest way to pass the time. Night has fallen, and the entire Tokyo is shrouded in darkness.

Looking at the neon lights, he couldn't help but think of the past a year ago.

In March a year ago, he was still living in a villa in Zurich, Switzerland.Thinking about it carefully, the first few months were the most depressed period for me, and I even thought about getting over it.

I suffer from insomnia every day and night, and being able to sleep for an hour is a luxury.With no contact with the outside world, I closed myself in the villa and practiced over and over again... practicing how to become a completely different person.

Whether it’s appearance, handedness, eating habits, acting style, etc…

This time, it was completely inside and out, becoming another person who should not have existed in this world.

If destiny had a human image, it would be that of a child who loved playing pranks.Otherwise, it wouldn't have made a mess behind itself.

23:59 is not the current time, but the time when the special contact lens can show its effect.

The scarlet gradually faded away, returning to a blue like the deep sea.

Ruifeng, whose eyes were upturned at the end, could not find any joy at all, and the corners of her tightly pursed thin lips drooped slightly.

Overlooking the night view of Tokyo, I don’t know when I started to like to stand on a high place and enjoy the scenery.Maybe it's an inexplicable desire for dominance that makes Sasashima Ritsu feel... that he can control everything and can play different identities well.

Shaking the wine glass in his hand slightly, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth but did not smile, and made a gesture of toasting with his right hand forward, not only to the predestined people who raised the glass together at this time, but also to himself reflected in the French windows.

He drank the bright liquid in the wine glass without frowning. It was obvious that his drinking capacity was different from before.

He raised his lips in self-mockery and said slowly.

"Looks like... have to ask Vermouth how he cures insomnia."

However, she probably doesn’t know either…

Otherwise, he wouldn't hate her so much.

(End of this chapter)