Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

I don't know if it's because the voice is too low, or the sound of the two ladies gobbling up chicken legs is too loud.

Miwako Sato grabbed the chicken leg and took a bite, tearing off the scorched belt and tender meat with her big mouth, and squeezed out oil and water with her white teeth.

After tearing it off, the chicken thigh bone inside is exposed.

There is no ladylike way of eating, and her fingers are all greasy.

Miyamoto Yumi has never been so good. Her hands are more like chicken feet than chicken feet. On the slender and crystal clear fingertips, there is an aroma of tar, which makes people want to take a bite.

No one answered Gongsheng's inquiry.

As for the office area outside, it was also very quiet, and no one disturbed it. This may be the reason for the case. After the Metropolitan Police Department dispatched the police, they have not yet returned.

"Wuuu... Gongsheng, what information do you need to check today, I will take you to the archives room to check after dinner."

Miwako was still gnawing on the chicken leg in her hand, constantly tearing out the tissue structure of muscle and chicken skin, exposing the protected chicken leg bone, making a crunchy and chewy chewing sound.

The behavior of a pure girl.

"Campus bullying incident."

Lowering his head, Gongsheng also tried the taste of chicken drumsticks.

It's not that delicious, it's just a simple deep-fried chicken leg, but the chicken leg is marinated, so the sauce after being overheated inside is full of spicy and delicious.

"Campus bullying... There are a lot of incidents in this incident, and the Metropolitan Police Department is involved in very few cases. Which one do you need to inquire about?"

It seems that there is always something strange about this kid's case.

Miwako Sato put the chicken leg bone aside, thinking about Kosei's last two cases in her mind.

What these two cases have in common is that the reputation and interests of some people will always be involved, and both are wrong endings caused by reputation and interests.

"All, all cases in Tokyo within three years."

"In three years? All of them?"

Gongsheng raised his head, "Can't you?"

I plan to use statistics, but unlike the previous statistics, this time the public is going to do more.

Use statistics to radiate to the other side of the hierarchy.

"It's not impossible, but the Metropolitan Police Department probably doesn't have the information you need."

Picking up the finished lunch box, Meihezi said to Gongsheng.

"Because of ordinary campus bullying, many people will not choose to call the police, and the school will not enforce management. As long as it does not develop into a death situation, at most the civil police in the area will be arranged to solve it."

This time the public student found the wrong target.

Although it is true that the Metropolitan Police Department will have files of various cases, and the whole of Tokyo is the back garden of the Metropolitan Police Department.

But that doesn't mean everything is touched.

Was it a miscalculation?

"That's right, I just want the death data, whether it's suicide or homicide, I need it, and I can solve the rest of the problem by myself."

Not miscalculated.

Only the death data is required, which is also a burden reduction.

The most important thing is that this evidence comes from the Metropolitan Police Department, and having the notarization of the Metropolitan Police Department will be more convincing than the evidence presented in court.

For the rest of the campus bullying data without deaths, the public students need to go in person.

"Okay then, after you finish eating, I'll take you to the archives room, but then you have to do me a favor."

Miwako found a few pieces of paper and casually wiped off the grease on her hands.

"Thank you, Miss Meihezi."

A sofa to rest on, and food to fill your belly.

Move the chopsticks in your hand, and quickly put the rice in the bowl into your mouth, and the chicken leg meat is also settled in two or three bites.

The food looks not much better than the two ladies.

Finally, a large plate of rice was mixed with all the dishes and poured down the throat, only to wipe his mouth with paper towels indiscriminately.

"We're full, let's go."

Miwako has already opened the door of the lounge, waiting for Kosei.

"Thank you for hospitality."

Keeping up, the public student put the backpack back on his back.

When he walked to the door, he looked at Yumi Miyamoto, who was arranging her clothes, because of the wrinkles in her casual clothes caused by sleeping.

It seems that since just now, nothing has been said.

It is also true at this moment, a person is tidying up his casual clothes, but he has not talked about the issue of public health.

The public student stopped in front of the door...

"Hey, sister Yumi, the pillow is great, I'll treat you to squid balls next time!"