Chapter 536 I heard that some people like to hit straight balls
“Why did you suddenly say thank you to me? I didn’t seem to be of any help this time.”
I was stunned by this sudden thank you. Suspended, Karasawa raised his hand that was pressing on the screen of his mobile phone and glanced at Hattori Heiji strangely.
"It's not because of this case... Of course, as for the case, you actually helped us a lot." After adjusting the baseball cap on his head, Hattori Heiji sorted out his words, feeling a little stunned. He said, "I just saw Mr. Sakata like this and couldn't help but feel a little emotional."
"So what do you want to thank me for? Thank me for not becoming a policeman and killing the guy who framed me 20 years later. "Tang Ze lowered his head and finished typing the last line of the email, which was a joke from hell, "Don't worry, ex-convicts cannot be police officers."
"...Do you like ruining the atmosphere so much?" Hattori Heiji pressed his hat, feeling helpless.
Sometimes it is really hard to tell whether Tangze is really open-minded or whether he habitually distracts people with some gags whenever he wants to talk about key topics.
Especially when discussing himself.
"Is that what I meant? Your gratitude is inexplicable." Tangze chuckled twice and put the phone back in his pocket.
If you think about it carefully, when Tang Ze faced this kind of disaster that directly destroyed his family and life, the choices he made twice seemed to be almost the same. He was pure "Mader is breaking up with you." "type of victim's family.
So if we really talk about it strictly, Karasawa himself is definitely not in the law-abiding camp... regardless of his identity.
"No, I'm just glad that you haven't completely given up your faith in order and justice. You are still willing to believe that chaos and darkness will be defeated..." Hattori Heiji lowered his head and glanced at himself The amulet hanging on the chest "makes me feel that becoming a detective is also a good thing."
"...Such handsome lines should be left to Miss Toyama." Karasawa He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh, "It would be true if you don't have nightmares that are too lethal."
He said this, and Hattori Heiji felt a little unwilling: "Then how can you say it is? What's my fault? The most I did was foresee the danger of the case."
In the past two days, he had heard Tang Ze talking about this matter repeatedly, which made him feel very wronged.
It wasn't him who caused the problem, nor was he the one who fired the gun, so how could it be the detective's fault?
"Since I've warned you so prophetically, I haven't seen you change anything? Then what's the use of giving you a prediction." Karasawa looked at the train with a small dot on the track in the distance. , curled his lips.
"It's still very different, okay!" Hattori Heiji protested loudly, "I'm very sure that the thing in the dream was definitely not an anesthetic bomb. I could feel the blood splashing on my face..."
"Oh?" Tangze raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest, "Did you also see Classmate Lan and Miss Toyama in your dream?"
"Uh, If you say that..." Hattori Heiji narrowed his eyes and tried to remember, "Kazuha definitely doesn't, but Miss Ran seems to have it. Of course, Kudo is not what he is now."
"What you dreamed about was a large Kudo?" Tang Ze guessed, tilting his head.
"Well, yes, maybe it's because I didn't treat Kudo as a child, so I saw him in his original form in the dream." Hattori Heiji waved his hand indifferently, not noticing any problem. look.
"Kudo has not become smaller. The gunman killed you, or at least hit you..." Karasawa sorted through the contents of his nightmare and slowly frowned.
He dreamed of Kudo Shinichi instead of Conan. Although this is also a normal situation, but also added to the words of Mouri Kogoro and others...
Something is not right.
Thinking like this, Tang Ze raised a question: "So, was there a scene in your dream where I was shot?"
"Why are you so serious about asking about a nightmare? Okay, okay, you have to If you know." Hattori Heiji carefully recalled the blurry scene in the dream and thought for a few seconds, "No. I didn't see you around Kudo or anyone else."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course, the shooting happened very quickly, I can't even remember such a few things."
"Well..." Tang Ze lowered his eyes and couldn't help but think about it. stand up.
This dream is a plot with a strong symbolic meaning of miracles. In today's suture world, Tang Ze cannot help but ignore it.
What does this dream mean?
In this case, Tangze was deliberately absent in order to play multiple identities.
First, he needs to use the identity of joker to contact Yusuke Sakata, persuade him to accept his plan, and achieve an ending that is less harmful but more likely to make the evildoers pay the price.
Secondly, in this operation, it was Hoshikawa Teru, not him, who came into contact with Curacao throughout the entire operation. To be on the safe side, it was better for them to minimize the number of encounters.
So why was he not there in Hattori Heiji's dream?
"Okay, it sounds too weird to think about a dream seriously." Hattori Heiji raised his hand and patted Karasawa on the shoulder, interrupting his thoughts, "Besides, isn't the crisis over? Have you passed? The train is coming. If you don't go, the uncle will come to rush you." He raised his head and saw the train that was about to enter the station. Tang Ze gave up for the time being. Feeling inconsistent, he patted Hattori Heiji on the shoulder with his backhand, "Keep up the good work, 'Detective of the West', don't be left behind by Kudo who has not yet recovered."
"Even if he is Unless there is an accident, I won't lose to him. Don't underestimate me!" He snorted, a confident smile appeared on Hattori Heiji's face, "I will definitely solve your problems faster than him. , Just wait for my good news.”
It was such a thief’s statement that Tang Ze couldn’t help but laugh and cry.
It seems that what happened to Sotaro Goji this time gave Hattori Heiji a lot of inspiration.
Indeed, it is almost impossible to find the real culprit of the fabricated charges and to disperse the huge black shadow behind it with the power of a few minors.
But what he wants to do for Tang Ze is not to completely solve all his hidden dangers, but to solve this unfounded crime.
As long as the loopholes can be proven, as long as any part of the case handlers can be caught, it is a matter of course to question and reopen all cases related to political donations, systematic forgery and nonsense. , then there is a great possibility for Tang Ze to be cleared of this unjust case that is full of doubts.
In this regard, he has a much greater advantage than Conan.
"You are still so determined to win. Kudo will laugh at you again when he hears this." Karasawa shook his head and waved to him, "I'll go over first. See you next time."
"Ha, let's He just waits." Hattori Heiji raised his fist confidently after finding a suitable entry point, "Take care of yourself and Kudo, see you next time!"
Karazawa smiled and turned. He turned around and took a few steps backwards: "Actually, rather than delving into why your father wanted to be a policeman, I personally think that what you should delve deeper into is... why do you want to be a detective?"
Waving his hand, Hattori Heiji twitched the corner of his mouth: "What else could be the reason for this..."
"Shh, don't tell me yet, wait until you have a firm person who can proudly tell you Tell me the answer, kid." Stepping backwards and stepping on the train door accurately, Tang Ze waved his hand, "I'm looking forward to your answer, Detective."
Seeing Karasawa's smiling face disappear behind the car door, Hattori Heiji put down his hand and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Although the expression on Tangze's face and the tone of his voice remained unchanged, this playful address made him feel as if the person speaking was a different person.
What on earth is this...
"The movement is too slow. You and that black boy have so many things to communicate." Seeing Tang Ze come over and sit down next to him, Mao Li Kogoro yawned and said casually, "Are you asking about this case? That is all the Osaka police's own problem."
"This kind of thing happened to the police officer, and the media is indeed It's going to be a sensation for a while." Tang Ze nodded without explaining anything more, looking at Conan sitting opposite him with a hint of teasing.
Originally, Conan should have come to join in the fun during this farewell scene, but he couldn't figure out the lawsuit he was involved in now.
I don’t know if it’s because she has entered a state of IQ up, or there are some other influences. Although Mao Lilan’s warning level for Conan is obviously over 50%, she still doesn’t rush to show it. The tendency to eagerly confront or seek verification has instead entered a state of scrutiny and observation, and continuous collection of evidence.
This time during the shooting process of capturing Numabuchi, Hattori Heiji instinctively defended Conan in the direction of Conan during the crisis, blurting out the urgent word "Kudo", Maori Ran He must have heard it clearly. Although this was not the first time for Hattori, a professional called Kudo, it was really difficult to fool him with such a subconscious reaction at this moment.
However, after Mao Lilan woke up, she did not take the initiative to ask this question, but her words gradually became a little salty, which made Conan panic.
"The Hattori family, they are very busy." Mouri Kogoro snorted, took out a newspaper, and started reading it boredly, "This kind of thing happens to the police. They don't write a report for a month. The matter cannot be handled, and those reporters will stay around as if smelling blood.”
In other respects, Mouri Kogoro may indeed be a confused uncle, but in this case. In fact, he has a lot of say in the matter.
"This is not a bad thing for Officer Sakata himself." Karasawa, who contributed to the current situation, said pertinently.
“I’ve also heard that, he has prepared many things in his hand, and wants to get rid of Councilor Goji... If there is media attention, he may be able to achieve his goal. However, the Osaka police We will be even more busy." He happened to turn to the social page and glanced at the content on it. Mouri Kogoro shook his head with a click of his tongue.
"Well, Hattori discussed this with me. He said that similar loopholes might be found in my case." Karasawa knew what Mouri Kogoro meant and nodded.
Once the dirty tricks of the Township Secretary are determined, it is not just a matter of investigating him.
The possibility of judicial fraud is confirmed, and local councilors are involved. This criminal case that needs to be restarted will make the entire Osaka police station extremely busy...
Also Only second-generation students like Hattori Heiji can find something to be happy about in this kind of thing. Except for him, all the police in Osaka are now Sima-faced.
"Yes, his father is in Kansai, and having him help is good news for you." Mouri Kogoro lowered the newspaper, looked at Karasawa's smile, thought about it, and relaxed casually. One sentence.
That being said, Osaka and Kyoto are two places after all.
Even if the situation is the same, it is very unclear whether the analogy can be made and whether a breakthrough can be found.
The police officers of the Tokyo Investigation Section 1 have such a good impression of Karasawa, but there has been no progress in his case. It cannot be because everyone is just superficial and does not deal with it seriously. There is really no way to start.
"It doesn't matter. There will be more opportunities for us to interact with each other in the future. Let's take our time." When Tang Ze spoke, his eyes were attracted to the newspaper in Mouri Kogoro's hand.
What he was reading was not a report in a newspaper, but the densely packed advertisement page on the last page of the newspaper, which looked like tofu cubes.
Here is the bulk of the newspaper's income sources, and the arrangement is very clear - whoever gives more will get a bigger place.
So the advertising block with a few rough dolphins was specially drawn, which immediately attracted Tangze's attention.
A prize contest signed by Furukawa Dai, the prize is a three-day and two-night Ogasawara dolphin trip...
Well, go back and check the calendar. If everything goes well, it will be there in a few days. Soon, he should meet Heipi again.
I really don’t know whether to say that Ke Xue’s high school students are too idle or too busy.
“It’s better to meet less pretentious brats like that.” Mouri Kogoro smacked his lips and turned over a page of the newspaper. “These guys who like to be detectives, except when solving cases. I know how to use my brain and am surprised most of the time.”
"Are you praising me for being very stable? Thank you, uncle." Tang Ze laughed playfully.
"You? It's hard for me to talk about you. When you are serious, you look like an old Jianghu, but when you are not serious, you can't compare to a primary school student." Mouri Kogoro commented sharply, but his eyes couldn't help but drift to the newspaper. New page.
The news and news about horse racing are printed on it. In the photos, the strong horses with soft fur and the rider with a lowered center of gravity are crossing the obstacles handsomely...
Moori Kogoro The fingers holding the newspaper curled up, and under Tang Ze's X-ray-like scrutiny, he could only turn his head sadly, not paying attention to them for the time being.
Well, there haven’t been any big cases recently, and I can’t even see any trace of myself in the newspapers.
Originally, the Nagato family and the serial murder case in Osaka were also very eye-catching.
However, the former was easily snatched away by a newcomer in the industry, and a murderous murder was broadcast live in a very entertaining way. The latter happened in Osaka. Hattori Heiji, a local snake, handled the case as a matter of course...
This has been a busy week, but not even a single shot was taken. If the black boy hadn't actively invited me, it would have been a paid trip, and the money was manipulated by young people.
The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became, and the angrier I became. But for a while, I had no chance to find something to entertain myself. Mouri Kogoro now really misses the crowded and lively racetrack.
"In short, they are still better than high school detectives, right?" Karasawa continued to praise without shame, "They are emotional fools who can't even learn to hit the ball straight."
"Pfft--" Conan, who had finally calmed down a little, couldn't hold back and the soda he had just drank spurted out of his mouth.
This guy, knowing that Xiaolan may be suspicious of him recently, is still talking about this topic. Is it intentional? He is definitely doing it on purpose, right? !
“Pfft——” Xingchuan Hui, who was sitting back-to-back in the seat behind them, also spat out the tea he had just taken into his mouth.
What did he hear? What did he just hear?
Who hits the straight ball? ! What did Tang Ze hit? !
What, did he say it wrong? Tang Ze pretended not to hear the movements of his teammates behind him and smiled innocently.
"Tang Ze, what are you talking about..." Mao Lilan's ears turned red and she looked away.
"If you say that, I don't object." Thinking of the girl and Hattori Heiji who almost had "stay away from my sweetheart" written on their faces, Mouri Kogoro sneered with disdain. There was a sound.
"Dad, you have the nerve to say it, as if you are very honest." Mao Lilan glared at him.
Fei Yingli and Mouri Kogoro are also childhood sweethearts who grew up together and have a deep relationship.
If Kogoro Mouri was a straight-forward person emotionally, he wouldn't have gone so far as to get divorced now.
"My, your mother and I's situation is quite complicated." Mouri Kogoro said with a smile on his face, "Back then, it was better for me to take the initiative to confess my love."
He said this Said, Maori Lan also became curious: "How did you confess your love?"
"Ahem, don't ask, it's not something that should be told to children." Maori Kogoro held up the newspaper in a covert manner, Covering his face, "In short, when it's time to hit a straight ball, just hit a straight ball. If you are still dilly-dallying after everything is ready, it makes people anxious."
"No, no, no, you can't hit a straight ball..."
"Huh?!" Suddenly hearing someone objecting to his point of view, Mouri Kogoro's face suddenly dropped, and he put down the newspaper in his hand unhappily. Look towards the speaker.
At this glance, I saw another familiar face.
The person who spoke seemed not to have heard their conversation at all. He just put his hands in his pockets, pinched his chin tightly, and muttered to himself anxiously.
"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer... You should still throw the change ball first and observe the change in her attitude..."
"Hey, Officer Takagi, why are you here?" Mao Lilan, who quickly recognized the person, shouted.
Takagi Wataru, who was walking with his head buried in his head, was startled awake. He shrank his neck and looked over quickly.
"Detective Mori, classmate Lan, and Kara Ze-kun and Conan-kun...why are you on this bus too?"
(End of this chapter)