The sixth man of Conan's police academy

Chapter 311 The unabashed perpetrator

Chapter 311 The unabashed perpetrator

"welcome."

The movable glass door of the fast food restaurant opened slowly with the sound of electronic sounds. Before you even stepped in, you could smell the rich aroma of fried food, which instantly aroused the glutton in your body.

Hayasaka Yuna consciously took out her newly bought Fusha-painted wallet from her handbag. When she turned around to ask the two of them what they wanted to eat, she saw that the white-haired gentleman who wanted to eat a burger actually ran to chat with... the uncle. ?

Ritsu Sasashima didn't glance at the menu when he entered the door. He sat down directly on the bar chair facing the glass window sill. He didn't look directly at the bespectacled man wearing a fisherman's hat next to him, as if he was talking to himself.

"I felt your gaze when I was about to investigate the convenience store surveillance video. Mr. reporter, can you explain your behavior?"

The man in the fisherman hat and glasses held up the water glass and tried to hide his expression. He turned his head and looked at the young white-haired young man in surprise.I originally thought that it was just a coincidence that they came to the fast food restaurant, but I didn't expect that they noticed their sight and instantly saw their identity.

He opened his mouth, put down the water glass and asked, "Why do you think I am a reporter?"

"The combination of a camera bag, a notebook, and most importantly the voice recorder in your right sleeve can make a bold guess at your identity. And you are sitting here to observe whether anyone is investigating the case of Kasaka Atsuko, no We came out directly because we were worried that we were from the Ibaraki police side.”

After listening to Onizawa Takashi's words, the man with fisherman hat and glasses took out the recording pen hidden in his sleeve and said with a smile: "As expected of the genius detective of the Metropolitan Police Department, let me introduce myself. I am Kamio Kippei, and I am a reporter by profession."

"Onizawa, what are you doing here? Don't you want to eat a hamburger?" Hayasaka Yuna walked up and wondered why the two of them were still chatting.

"This is Yuna Hayasaka. You must be familiar with the person behind her, Mr. Kamio."

Kamio Kippei pushed up his glasses and smiled: "That's natural, hello Miss Hayasaka."

"Hey? H-hello."

After Sasashima Ritsu briefly explained Kamio Kippei's identity, Hayasaka Yuna finally understood why Onizawa came to this fast food restaurant. It turned out that wanting to eat burgers was just an excuse.

"There are quite a lot of people here. Hayasaka, please buy a few set meals to take away. We will go to your car to chat. Eita, just follow sister Hayasaka first, okay?"

"Ok."

A fast food restaurant with a lot of customers is obviously not a good place to talk business. Ritsu Sasashima opened the door of the white Land Rover. This was Hayasaka's new car. I don't know how she managed to transform from a mini and cute Beetle to an extremely comfortable one. The best Land Rover Defender.

The two of them got into the back seat of the car. Ritsu Sasashima, who didn't like beating around the bush, said bluntly: "Can you show me the information you collected now?"

Kamio Tachihei took out a handwritten document from his camera bag and said, "I'm a rookie reporter and I don't have many connections. This is all the information I've collected."

Ritsu Sasashima flipped through the notepad in his hand, which showed the general appearance of the murderer provided by witnesses. He was a middle-aged man in his 40s with an unshaven beard. He was wearing a black baseball cap when he committed the crime. He was about 1.7 meters tall and had a fat body. .

Moreover, according to eyewitness descriptions, the murderer had an unpleasant smell of petroleum, and after the murder, he showed a strange smile to the victim who fell to the ground.

"I have only investigated so much about the murderer. I have also visited the school, but no one seems to be willing to mention the case of Atsuko Kosaka." Kamio Kihei sighed deeply and said helplessly: "And the police have found a scapegoat. No one is willing to stand up and speak for the victims."

"There is no need to sigh. With these clues, we can continue the investigation."

The car door was opened, and a nice smell of fried food floated in. Hayasaka Yuna looked at the two people in the back row and asked, "Would you like to eat something first before investigating? It's not too early now."

"You guys can eat, I'll go take a look around first."

Hayasaka Yuna knew Onizawa's habit of not caring about anything else once she discovered something. She took out a set meal and handed it to reporter Kamio in the back seat, and said with a smile: "Mr. Kamio, please eat something first, the police department only needs That’s what happens when there’s a case.”

"Thank you, Officer Hayasaka."

Hayasaka Yuna took out her own portion and was about to enjoy it, but she noticed that Eita, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was holding fried chicken nuggets in a daze. With her delicate mind, she quickly realized the reason and comforted her: "You can do it if you miss me sister very much." Cry, sometimes you will feel better if you cry."

Kasaka Eita was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and took a bite of the familiar taste of fried chicken nuggets. Tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.

He thought about the complaint he once made to his sister about selling leftover fried chicken nuggets for dinner every day.He also thought that after his sister was killed, she went to bed hungry every day.

The familiar smell of fried chicken nuggets, as if my sister is still with me.I really miss my sister, it would be great if I could go back in time.

Hayasaka Yuna looked out the car window and didn't even notice that the burger in her hand had been deformed by her fingers.No matter how difficult this case is, she will not back down and will accompany the Onizawa Police Department until the end.

Onizawa Takashi couldn't help but shudder as he left the car. When he went to work in the summer, he felt too hot wearing a suit, and now he wished he could wear a down jacket over his suit.

He quickened his pace to warm himself up and ran along the crime scene in the direction the murderer had left.There are many surveillance cameras along the way, but many of them are the same model as those in convenience stores, so you have to find a different one.

Hard work paid off. At the door of the bookstore around the corner, Sasashima Ritsu finally discovered a different model of surveillance camera. Seeing that the store manager was about to close the store, he immediately stepped forward and took out his police officer ID.

"Store manager, can you give me a moment? I'm a police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department."

The store manager was a little surprised when he heard it was "police". He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Mr. Police, do you have anything to do with me?"

"I want to investigate the surveillance outside the bookstore, and I would like your cooperation."

The old store manager did not refuse after hearing this. He showed a kind smile and let Onizawa Takashi come in. He pointed to the computer at the cashier and said: "Mr. policeman, you can find it yourself. I don't know much about this kind of thing. After installing it, it will be done." No tinkering.”

"Thank you sir for your cooperation."

Sasashima Ritsu was proficient in operating the computer and found that the disk's memory was almost running out. When he opened the folder, he found that the culprit was the surveillance video file that had not been cleaned for half a year.

He scrolled the mouse wheel to find the video file of October 10st, dragged the progress bar to 31:15 pm during the time of the crime, turned on the double speed, and stared at every pedestrian passing by the door of the bookstore in the video.

Snapped!
With the clear sound of hitting the space bar, Ritsu Sasashima couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy on his face. His hard work paid off and he finally succeeded in extending the clues.

In the freeze-frame, a man wearing a black peaked cap appears. His body shape and clothing pattern match each other. It seems that the murderer really did not make any cover-up. He knew very well that the forces behind him would help him get out of the crime.

"Old sir, do you mind if I copy this video?"

"Mr. Police Officer, just do it yourself."

After Ritsu Sasashima copied the video to his folding laptop, he also took the trouble to instruct the store manager on how to delete the surveillance video in the folder.

"Old sir, you should know how to do it, right? Remember to clean it every six months when you don't need it in the future. If you don't clean it, the computer memory will be full and it will affect your normal use."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. Officer."

"You're welcome."

(End of this chapter)

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