Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

The neon lights on Niulang Street lit up one by one, and the red and white lights of the police cars shone continuously.

Sakaki looked behind him strangely and asked, "Why didn't you interview Kudo Shinichi?"

"He's a big star."

The female reporter smiled and said, "Because I heard that the person who solved the case this time was not Kudo Shinichi, but a mysterious person."

"You have a faint smell of cigarette smoke, which means you have smoked recently."

"Smoking is not allowed in the club during non-business hours. You are not wearing a police uniform and you are not a cowherd, but you can enter and exit the club at will."

"So I surmise that you are the mysterious person who solved the case."

Sakaki's eyebrows raised and his eyes became serious.

He looked seriously at the female reporter in front of him and found that her sharp eyes were always collecting useful information with seemingly casual glances.

Sakaki held out his hand and showed a friendly smile: "Sakaki, I am the mysterious person who solved the case."

"Mizuna Reina, this is our first meeting. Can you give me the opportunity to interview you for exclusive news?"

Shui Wulian also stretched out his hand.

At the moment when his hands were clasped together, Sakaki suddenly turned his palms and planned to grab Reina Mizuna's wrist joints.

But Shui Wu Liannai immediately withdrew his hand and dodged this move.

Sakaki took advantage of this opportunity to brush off the dust on his clothes, already having a rough estimate of the origins of Reina Mizuna.

Just now, he suddenly attacked, but the opponent easily defused his attack, which shows that the opponent has practiced fighting skills.

But her expression didn't change at all, she was calm and she was a person who was very good at hiding.

There is a thin callus at the tiger's mouth of the palm, but it is very smooth. It is difficult to notice if you don't pay special attention.

She should have specially treated the calluses on her hands, which she could do with lemon.

Keen insight, proficient in fighting skills, and good at hiding.

The sum of all these characteristics proves that the female reporter in front of her is no ordinary person.

"What do you want to ask me?" Sakaki asked.

Shuiwu Reina waved, and the photographer behind her turned on the phone. She held the microphone in her hand:

"Mr. Sakaki Makoto, how did you defeat Kudo Shinichi?"

This question is a bit difficult to answer.

Set up a trap for yourself when you come up?

Sakaki glared at Suimu Reina with dissatisfaction, and said after careful consideration:

"Defeat is out of the question."

"Kudo Shinichi also found the real murderer. He is a very powerful detective."

"I just corrected some errors in his reasoning."

Shui Wulian nodded and handed the microphone over again:

"After this peak showdown, what do you think of the police?"

grass!

If you want to say this, I won’t be polite.

Sakaki Cheng had just been holding back his anger and had nowhere to vent it. Hearing this, he grabbed the microphone and said to the camera:

"I personally think that the Japanese police are too lazy now!"

"Especially the forensics class!"

“We have professional equipment, but we can’t provide any useful clues at all!”

"Most police officers only do basic work and know nothing about solving crimes!"

"The police's job is to solve crimes!"

"If you can't solve the case and rely entirely on detectives, what's the point of the police's existence?"

“Isn’t that as nondescript, unpalatable and unnecessary as the coconut on the fruit pizza?”

"We need to rectify it! Thoroughly rectify it!"

Shui Wulian quickly blocked the camera and said anxiously: "Stop scolding! Stop scolding!"

“This is live!!!”

Unfortunately, it was too late. Sakaki Makoto's lofty words had been transmitted to every household in Tokyo through the Internet.

While enjoying dinner, the Tokyo Metropolitan Hakuba Police Chief turned on the TV to watch. As soon as he picked up the miso soup, he heard Sakaki Makoto's indignant accusations coming from the TV.

"puff!"

One taste increased the soup, and sprayed all over the white horse on the opposite side.

The father and son stared at each other, and after a brief pause, they rushed to the TV together, just in time to see Sakaki spraying the Metropolitan Police Department on the camera.

Then Shui Wu Lina entered, the scene suddenly stopped, and the weather forecast started playing on the TV.

"Tomorrow, the weather in Tokyo will be cloudy, with a rainfall rate of 73%."

The expression on the White Horse Police Chief's face was even gloomier than the dark cloud on TV.

He picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers.

"Hey, it's me."

"Who is that young man on TV?"

Sui Wu Lianna looked at Sakaki Cheng with a resentful expression.

Sakaki was a little embarrassed: "Oh, this... I didn't know it was live broadcast."

"Don't you watch TV?"

"Our daily TV stations are all live broadcasts!"

Shui Wulian shouted.

This can't be blamed on Sakaki, he really doesn't watch TV.

TV is so expensive, just read the newspaper.

The photographer was already silent. He was about to burst into tears and asked, "Shui Wu, we won't be fired, right?"

"No, the Metropolitan Police Department can't control us."

Mizuno Reina shook her head and suddenly laughed: "Mr. Sakaki Makoto, I want to thank you this time."

"Thank me?"

Sakaki was stunned.

He disrupted other people's live broadcasts and might even lose his job. How can he be thanked for this?

"You really gave me a surprise. This exclusive interview will probably spread throughout the country."

At this time, the phone rang.

Shui Wulian put away the phone and took out her mobile phone: "Hey, yes, yes, I'll go back right away."

Covering the phone, Reina Mizuno nodded to Sakaki Makoto.

"Then we'll take our leave."

"Looking forward to our next cooperation with Mr. Sakaki Makoto."

After saying that, Mizuno Reina and the photographer walked out of Cowherd Street.

Before Sakaki could react, a series of phone calls rang behind him.

The reporters took out their mobile phones one after another, and roars came from the receivers:

"Asshole!"

"What are you interviewing!"

Kudo Shinto was stunned for a moment, his face turned green.

"This time all the limelight was stolen by Japanese TV stations!"

"Hurry up and find me that young man named Sakaki Cheng!"

"Yes, yes!"

The reporters hung up the phone in a hurry, turning around without even having time to wipe the cold sweat off their foreheads, looking around for Sakaki Cheng.

However, at this time, Sakaki Cheng, who had already noticed that something was wrong, had already slipped away one step ahead.

Sakaki walked out of the cordon and lit a cigarette on the roadside. After waiting for a while, Kudo Shinichi and Mao Lilan also caught up.

Those reporters were still looking for someone like headless chickens.

"Let's go."

Kudo Shinichi looked at the puffing "senior" in front of him, his eyes looking as sad as he could.

His limelight this time was completely stolen by Sakaki Cheng.

Nothing is left.

If nothing else happens, tomorrow morning, the headlines in all newspapers will be reports about Sakaki Makoto.

He, the high school detective who was in the spotlight, could no longer dominate the page.

This made him very curious as to who Sakaki Cheng was who suddenly appeared.

"Mr. Sakaki, I remember what you just said."

"You're a criminal profiler?"

"Well, it used to be."

Sakaki said casually.

"But there is no such profession in Japan now."

Kudo Shinichi narrowed his eyes slightly: "I also heard about this profession when I was in Hawaii."

"It's a profession that's still in testing."

"The standards are extremely strict."

"The first screening criterion is that more than ten years of criminal experience are required."

"Mr. Sakaki Makoto, has he already had such rich experiences at such a young age?"

Sakaki Cheng paused and turned his head in surprise to glance at Kudo Shinichi, who was half a head lower than him.

"You know a lot."

"Do you even know this?"

Kudo Shinichi smiled, straightened his back, and said proudly: "Back in Hawaii, my dad taught me some knowledge."

"Shinichi's father is a very famous mystery novelist!"

Mao Lilan added: "That's why I know so much knowledge."

Regarding her words, Sakaki nodded in agreement.

A writer must have a rich reserve of knowledge. Not only must he be proficient in all walks of life, he must also know at least a few things.

It seems that the father of this young detective must also be a very powerful writer.

"I was specially recruited."

Kudo Shinichi pulled his brows with his procerus muscles and frowned slightly.

He could tell that Sakaki didn't want to talk too much about this matter.

But he was very curious and liked to get to the bottom of things. He was about to ask more questions when he suddenly heard an unhappy female voice coming from ahead.

"Really!"

"How can this Porsche be parked on the sidewalk!"

"Ticket ticket!"

A black Porsche 356a was parked in front.

The female police officer from the Traffic Division leaned on the car window and took a look. When she found that there was no one in the car, she became angry.

He took out a small notebook, wrote a few lines, and tore it off.

"Crack!"

Sure enough, a brand new ticket was stuck on the front windshield.

Sakaki grinned fiercely as he recognized the Porsche as his boss Gin's car.

Gin comes to Ginza?

Rich people are really arrogant and do whatever they want.

Parked the car directly on the sidewalk, this move.

As expected, he is no ordinary person.