The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

With Mu Moshisan turned on the hands-free, Kuroda Hei, who was a police officer, couldn't sit still.

This self-inspection operation is his order, but if it is really going to be like what Toshito Yamashita said...

"Yes!"

Yamashita Toshiren responded without the slightest hesitation.

Mu Mushisan's complexion changed suddenly: "Kuroda-kun, please ask the Kazama Police Department to stop the self-inspection of Dongyang Arsenal immediately!"

With a straight face, Kuroda called Yuya Kazami and told him to stop immediately.

However, it was too late.

"The Dongyang Arsenal completed the self-inspection [-] minutes ago, and I am returning with the self-inspection report..."

The answer given by Kazami Yuya made Mu Mushisan feel like being struck by lightning, and fell on the office chair.

Then, before Kuroda Hei had time to give the order, Megushi Shisan slammed the table and yelled at Kazami Yuya on the other end of the phone: "Go back immediately! Immediately!

The person who notified the arsenal immediately intercepted the personnel who entered and exited within [-] minutes!It is not allowed to step out of place! "

In anger, Megushisan directly took the command of Kuroda Heiwei: "Sato! Shiratori! Takagi! Chiba! The four of you divide into four groups, and bring the accompanying police officers to seal me up. All the forks from the arsenal, and when I get there I want you to not let a fly pass!

have you understood? ! "

"Yes!"

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"Boss, the police seem to have reacted."

Somewhere in Tokyo, in a villa.

The man in the purple-collared suit sitting in the secret room stopped the pen in his hand after hearing the words: "The time is a little faster than I expected, if it wasn't thought up by the Metropolitan Police Department, it should be that officer Yamashita who reacted. Did you get something?"

"It's in hand."

"That's fine, let them pay more attention, don't carry it on your body and blow it up."

"Yes, I understand. Oh, by the way, boss, since the people at the bottom of the mountain may have discovered our purpose, can we move—"

"Don't be sentimental, and don't act rashly, understand?"

The voice of the man in a purple collar suit writing in front of the console is soft and gentle.

But it made the hairs of the people behind him stand on end in fear: "Sorry boss, I shouldn't have passed."

"No, you don't have to say sorry to me."

The man turned the chair and slowly turned around.

The dim yellow light fell on his sharp-edged cheeks, blurring a little elegance: "I once told you that everyone has their own personality, habits, and psychology. So you don't have to hide yourself in front of me."

"Yes!"

"Okay, let Huashanyuan come to see me tomorrow."

"But the principal of Toyosaki High School has an appointment with you tomorrow, boss. It should be because you are afraid that the ban from the Metropolitan Police Department will affect your investment desire."

"Then the day after tomorrow. Anyway, Atsuto Yamashita hasn't returned to Tokyo so soon, so there's no rush."

"Yes."

The person in front of him retreated silently, the man in the purple collar suit pressed the button on the armrest again, and the office chair slowly turned back to the front of the console.

The white paper is filled with dense summaries of characters.

The man raised his hand and drew a circle on the name [Atsuto Yamashita] with a pen that was almost out of ink, squinted his eyes and smiled: "I won this round, Yamashita-kun."

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"win?"

"Win a fart, he wins! I have never lost since I grew up!"

Osaka, Naniwa International Hotel, Room 4399.

After learning everything from his boss Mu Mu Shisan, it was too late, and Toshito Yamashita was cursing.

Conan and Hattori Heiji, who were drinking coffee to refresh themselves, rolled their eyes in unison.

"Hattori Heiji, please introduce the Otaki police department for me tomorrow, and if possible, please make an appointment for your father, Mr. Hattori."

Shan Shita put his hands on the tea table and said seriously.

"What do you want to do under the mountain?"

Conan, who was still yawning after drinking coffee, was shocked.

"First: I want to take Shiyu out of the police station; second..."

Atsuto Yamashita grinned with a cold smile: "This round, it's my turn."

"Whoever dares to play Shi Yu's idea, I will let him meet Satan in prison."

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"Miss Xia Zhiqiu, there is no need for you to be so nervous, we are just making a routine inquiry."

At the police station in the middle of the night, Otaki Goro of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters Search Section [-], Police Department of Forcible Criminal Search and Search Department cleared his throat and said soothingly again.

"Are there any routine inquiries that go back and forth more than five times?"

Wearing a light green long dress, Kasumigaoka Shiyu's eyes flickered with exhaustion: "My fiancé is a policeman, and my novel is also related to criminal investigation. So, Otaki Police Department, you should understand that these rhetoric are useless to me. "

"Miss Kasumigaoka, so far we haven't—"

"I said it! I didn't kill anyone! I didn't kill someone! Why don't you believe me?!"

It was the first time that Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who was in an extremely irritable mood, interrupted someone so rudely, and the sound of handcuffs hitting the chopping board clanged loudly: "Tell me, do I have a motive for killing?!

Hitomi Gutian and I had no intersection at all before the publishing house decided to hold the signing event, can't you find out? !What about the autopsy? !Your autopsy report should be able to check the specific cause of death, right? !

Just relying on a cosmetic residue?

Am I the only one in this world who has this kind of cosmetics? ! "

"Please calm down, Ms. Kasumigaoka, we—"

"How can I calm down like this? Forget it, let's do it. I'm tired and need to rest. Now I should have the right to ask for a rest, right?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu didn't bother to waste any more words here.

Right and wrong are in the hearts of the people, she is innocent and frank with a clear conscience.

She said everything that should be said and should not be said, even the confidential part of the publishing house's signing meeting was fully explained. If the Osaka police still don't believe it, there is nothing they can do.

"One more thing, because of the unreasonable attitude of your Osaka police and this exhausting interrogation, I withdraw my trust in you before. I am asking for a lawyer now. I will not have any more discussions with you until my lawyer arrives at the police station. any conversation."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's attitude was extremely firm.

Since the Osaka police are going to do business, let's sit at a table and talk slowly.

She was worn out anyway.

Leave that sort of thing to a professional lawyer.

Otaki Goro, who belongs to the old school in handling cases, has even more headaches.

As a veteran police officer with rich experience in grassroots case handling, Otaki Goro has already developed his own set of interrogation methods.

Yes, judging from the autopsy report of the deceased, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu may indeed have been wronged.

But she also has the potential to kill.

The room where no one enters and exits except her and the residue of the same type of cosmetics on the hands of the deceased are important factors that make Otaki Goro unable to make a decision.

From a policeman's point of view, there is nothing wrong with him doing so.

【I'm going to deal with lawyers again...】

"Chuanzi, take Miss Kasumigaoka to rest."

"I see, Police Department."

The black-haired policewoman on duty raised her head when she heard the words, got up and went straight to Kasumigaoka Shiyu who came out of the interrogation room: "Please follow me, Miss Kasumigaoka."

The gleam on the button of the cuff flashed away, and the policewoman named Chuanzi looked at Kasumigaoka Shiyu with some curiosity in her eyes.

Unabashedly curious.

"What's wrong officer? Is there something on my face?"

"No, no, to be honest, the Yamashita Police Department of the Metropolitan Police Department is actually my idol, and you are his fiancée, so I... I'm sorry."

The female police officer's flattery to Toruto Yamashita really benefited Kasumigaoka Shiyu, and even the sulking in her stomach dissipated a lot.

Husband and wife are one body, which has something to do with glory.

However, lawyers should be found and found. The police in Osaka are all slapped with noses and faces, and it is impossible to be tough.

"Then, good night, Miss Kasumigaoka."

After bidding farewell to Kasumigaoka Shiyu, Kawako, the policewoman who was supposed to continue to be on the night shift, took out her mobile phone and dialed a number to go out.

"I have a house, a car, and a wife. I have complete insurance and good job benefits. I can hang up if I have nothing to do."

In the hotel room, after Hattori Heiji and Edogawa Conan left, Yamashita Atsuto, who was lying on the bed alone, glanced at the unfamiliar number, and immediately put away the strong worry between his brows.

It has always been his code of conduct not to reveal the true emotions in his heart in front of others.

"Is that so, does Officer Yamashita not want to meet with me?"

The voice from the other end of the phone made Atsuto Yamashita sit up straight instantly: "Bermod?"

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"Why are you in Osaka?"

About twenty minutes later, Atsuto Yamashita sneaked into a large one-story apartment, looked at the woman who opened the door, and asked calmly.

"That's what I'm going to ask you."

"I?"

"Because of you, Calvados, who was lying in the hospital and couldn't leave me, was shot dead by Gin himself to prevent the secrets of the organization from leaking out. I was also assigned by Rum to Osaka to complete a task to prove myself—drink some what?"