Chapter 685: Three years and reunion after a long absence
“These two here are indeed not the people Ayumi bumped into...”
Seeing the face exposed under the hat, Sato Miwako Slightly embarrassing.
In any case, old people and junior high school students over fifty are unlikely to be the targets they are looking for...
According to Bumi, the prisoner she met should be a 25-year-old - A 35-year-old man whose voice didn’t match the two onlookers they mistakenly arrested.
"As for this side..." Miwako Sato looked at Toru Amuro, who was standing on the other side, and smiled sheepishly, "I remember that you are Karasawa's guardian, Mr. Amuro."
Lowered his head Toru Amuro, who was silent and didn't know what he was thinking, barely turned his head and looked at her seriously until she called again.
"Sorry, sorry, this must be a coincidence." Sato Miwako, who rarely saw this handsome dark-skinned boy with a straight face, instinctively began to apologize.
It’s really strange, Mr. Toru Amuro, who is usually gentle and gentle, seems to be a popular and popular man at first glance, but when he tightens his face and says nothing, he is surprised. It was very oppressive, and it reminded Miwako Sato of those bosses in the Metropolitan Police who were not easy to talk to.
Perhaps this is the so-called person who talks more often, but when he gets angry, it becomes more difficult to deal with...
"...I can understand your work." Lowering the brim of his hat, Toru Amuro answered a little stiffly, "However, today I am secretly completing the client's tracking mission. It's hard to explain to the client now."
This is the reason for his action that he prepared in advance. Although his detective agency is mainly a cover to facilitate the activities of Karasawa's other identity, and its main function is to cover and collect accounts, but because the detective identity is really good Yes, occasionally they will handle some commissions normally.
Now he has the same idea and the same suspicious behavior. When the target becomes a detective, everyone will understand.
However, these rational logics kept lingering in his mind. He tried his best, but still couldn't control his expression well. He could only cover his face again to avoid being seen by the police in front of him. Clues.
Rei Tani’s face hidden in his hood was blank.
His attention couldn't help but shift to the man standing silently behind him.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was noticed by him, was doing exactly the same thing as him, trying to cover his face with his hood.
He was originally prepared to wait for Fang Gu Ling's scrutiny from unknown sources.
Although after three years of separation, Feng Gu Ling may have experienced some setbacks and growth, but Zhu Fu Jingguang believes that he only needs to give him a few hours to face Feng Gu Ling. Contact, no matter how troublesome Fang Gu Ling becomes, he has the confidence to finally convince the other party.
In order to prevent his hypochondriacal attack from being too severe and using force without saying a word, he asked the Phantom Thieves to help him prepare a handy weapon. He believed that even if Zero was unwilling to approach him at close range, As long as he shows his abilities a little bit, Zero should be able to realize the special status of him in time.
Therefore, the direct result of this self-confidence is that his bass bag not far away is stuffed with neat sniper rifles and accessories. He cannot withstand police interrogation at all, so he can only try to hide his face here.
"I believe you will not be a suspect. This is such a coincidence." Wataru Takagi, who was accompanying Sato Miwako while doing work, also felt this scalp-numbing low energy from him. Pressure, hurriedly apologized, "You just looked like you were in a hurry to leave..."
"You must be in a hurry, I want to find the entrusted target who is about to be lost." Toru Amuro crossed his arms, Answered calmly, "Do you need me to provide an additional alibi?"
It's not useful when catching criminals, but it's all used when it comes to causing trouble for others.
Rei Fukitani, who has been dissatisfied with the Metropolitan Police Department’s professional capabilities due to various problems for a long time, narrowed his eyes.
It seems that the proposal to conduct a new annual evaluation for police officers who join the police force can be put on the agenda.
Wataru Takagi instinctively shrank his neck as his stamina went cold.
It seems that the detective who changed his career before had a good temper on the surface, just for the sake of having other children like Karasawa, but his actual personality may not be that easy to get along with...
Thinking of this, Takagi Wataru couldn't help but look behind him, and with a quick move, Toru Amuro was directly held down by another hooded man.
Seeing several policemen starting to look at Zhu Fu Jingguang, Tangze, who was holding a lollipop given by a primary school student, put away the mobile phone that had been recording, called on his remaining meager conscience, and stepped forward for a moment. Changing the topic: "Wearing the raincoat used when committing the crime, he returned to the scene where the police were investigating. This criminal is very courageous."
"Indeed." Originally, Sato Miwako was still staring at Morofushi Kagemitsu in confusion, wondering why the citizens who acted bravely seemed more embarrassed than the police who caused the misunderstanding. After hearing Kitagawa's question, her attention suddenly returned to the case, "Although because of this This serial case is escalating, and some experts have indeed given similar speculations, but the prisoner is so confident that it is unbelievable."
"Could it be that he wanted to confirm whether Ayumi had seen it. His face?" Moto Kojima, who had been scolded for a while for bumping into the old man, heard this and was not in the mood to care about the scolding.
The sinister gaze from the dark sounded much scarier than a confrontation with real swords and guns. Ayumi shivered and quietly took two steps closer to Karasawa.
"Probably not. He dared to return to the scene because he must have been confident that he would not be recognized." Conan denied this inference, "Maybe he really was negligent at the scene and found that the police I came here to see if I can remedy the situation."
"That makes sense!" Miwako Sato cheered up, "There may be other discoveries at the scene!"
After finally apologizing to people and dealing with the citizens' dissatisfaction, a group of police officers became more energetic and returned to the scene to conduct inspections.
The farce ended. Due to the running and interception of the police and enthusiastic citizens, the surrounding residents who were watching the excitement ran aside in twos and threes, and the crowd surrounding the scene finally dispersed a little.
With no one else around him, Jiangu Ling finally turned around and looked directly at Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was carrying a bass bag.
What is going on? Is Jing's death three years ago an illusion?
But he was really responsible for examining Scotland's body, and he also heard Hideuchi Akai's confident expression...
So who is this guy standing in front of him now, with everything exactly the same as in the past?
There were too many words to ask, each question rising like bubbles and gathering densely in his throat, leaving him speechless for a while.
Taking a deep breath, Fang Gu Ling turned his head a little embarrassed, pulled up the collar of his raincoat, and said to the other end of the communication: "The situation has changed, close the team."
< br>"Mr. Furutani!" Yuya Kazami's surprised voice came from the earphone plugged into the ear, "Does it mean that we don't need support for the time being? But..."
Due to Rei Furitani's request, Team Zero did not conduct a detailed investigation of their meeting place. The direction from which to approach the signal source was decided by Fangya Zero's own observation.
This time Team Zero only played a role of remote support and planned to decide how to adapt based on the conversation between Zero Fukiya and the other party.
The excitement at the scene was beyond their expectation. The noisy noise made it possible for them to hear Jiang Guling's voice until now. As soon as they heard it, it was this command that announced the end of the operation.
"Close the team." Repeating the order forcefully, Fang Guling pulled off the headset hidden in his clothes and looked at the person standing a few steps away again.
As if he had expected the presence of these devices on his body, except for the uncontrollable call when he fell to the ground, this guy never said a word again.
Zhu Fu Jingguang watched his reaction quietly and met those burning eyes.
Zhu Fu Jingguang tried his best to pull the corner of his mouth, but he guessed that his smile must not be very pretty, otherwise Ling standing opposite would not have this expression.
“Long time no see. Long wait, zero.”
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“There are too many footprints, it’s a mess, it’s raining, it’s almost impossible to collect them Available footprints."
"This alley is not monitored. We have also asked nearby businesses and residents, but there is no valid information."
"Well, the light is too bad on a rainy day. Even with surveillance cameras, we can't see clearly."
"Where are the victim's clothes?"
"No useful evidence has been extracted. The murderer was Dai Gloves." The police team who returned to the scene to investigate came out with bad news one after another, which made the primary school students who stayed there waiting for news from the police anxious.
Conan was still holding on to the snake pattern drawn by Ayumi, thinking hard about it.
This is perhaps the most direct clue to the identity of the murderer in the entire case. Rather than using contemporary criminal investigation methods flexibly, in his opinion, the most urgent priority is to understand the meaning of this symbol.
"I've seen it somewhere, and it always looks familiar..." Conan squinted his eyes and kept searching for similar patterns in his mind.
Where have you seen it? shopping mall? Billboard? What window on the roadside?
While he was thinking, a slender hand stretched out from the side, lifted the pencil, and added a slash to the figure in his hand.
"Huh? What are you doing..." Conan, whose thoughts were disturbed, suddenly raised his head.
Kitagawa Yusuke took out a lollipop that was reduced to the size of a soybean, and clicked on the car driven by Sato Miwako not far away: "Isn't this the same pattern? It's just a mirror image."
< br>Conan looked in the direction he pointed and saw a three-dimensional silver car logo affixed to the front of Sato Miwako's vehicle.
"Ah! That's it!" Conan stood up suddenly, "This is the logo of the Mazda Efini series!"
So, there would be such a pattern printed on Ayumi's palm before , and heard a falling sound from the prisoner. I am afraid that the prisoner accidentally dropped the key when she collided with her. Ayumi, who fell to the ground, slapped her down, leaving a deep mark...
"Is it a car logo?" Ayumi Yoshida, who came closer after hearing his yelling, sighed in disappointment, "Then we still can't lock the prisoner..."
"No, it's very confirmed." Conan smiled confidently, "This is a sub-brand of Mazda. It is positioned in the mid-to-high-end market. It was officially discontinued in 1996. There are not many vehicles still on the market. If you check the nearby roads before and after the incident, you should be able to find a few suspects quickly!"
"...You are very knowledgeable about antique cars." You know what Kitagawa Yusuke is doing. Whose Haihara Ai was sitting on the other side of him? Hearing this, he bent down and cast a strange look at Conan across Tang Ze.
Considering that Gin's car had remained unchanged for thousands of years, she didn't even bother to guess, she just knew how this guy suddenly became an expert.
"Well..." Knowing that he couldn't hide it from the quick-thinking Haibara Ai, Conan laughed twice.
Of course he would do his best to find out any information related to the organization, not to mention such identifiable information... It is as identifiable as the mark left by the murderer in this case. Spend.
The whole of Japan doesn't know if there are five Porsche 356As. It's impossible for him not to spend energy on this aspect...
"Yes, Conan-kun is right." Miwako Sato walked over quickly. Agreeing, "There are very few people driving this brand of car. Just confirm this... Takagi! Contact the traffic police team and get the surveillance of nearby intersections as soon as possible!"
"Yes!"
"Don't forget to check Ayumi's clothes!" The detective who was thrown away jumped twice in place, "She pressed the car key, there may be some marks on her clothes! I just saw a few on her cuffs Black spot! "
Really, of course the witnesses were also part of the scene. These detectives are so lax.
Seeing Miwako Sato running away without even a word of praise, Conan let out a sigh of relief.
Forget it, let’s go over and have a look, it doesn’t look very reliable...
He raised his feet and was about to walk towards the scene when he saw Kitagawa Yusuke standing up. He lowered his waist and fiddled with something on the canvas.
After a pause, Conan instinctively looked at the painting on his easel.
A painting that only took a short time to complete will naturally not be refined to a beautiful state. Rough color blocks and scrawled lines fill the entire picture.
But the guy who drew it seemed to be really good. He only needed to observe carefully for a moment to be able to tell what the other person was drawing at a glance.
The cloudy sky, the dense rain that blurs the entire scene, and...
The guy holding a sharp knife, running towards the vehicle, the yellow raincoat is like the only color in this square inch of heaven and earth , obviously using bright colors, but against the dark background, it looks like a twisted smiling face, which makes people feel horrified at a glance.
"This is...?!" Looking at the dried paint on the canvas, Conan's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
He remembered that this was obviously a painting that Kitagawa Yusuke had basically completed before they arrived at the scene. Why did he accurately recreate this scene without hearing any introduction to the case?
It's like, it's like...
Kitagawa Yusuke retracted the tip of his pen, and with a small brush, he added a snake-like stroke on the front of the vehicle in front of the prisoner, which was the Efini's logo.
“Sketching.” Facing Conan who looked shocked, Kitagawa Yusuke just replied calmly.
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Two figures, one in a raincoat and one in a sweatshirt, walked silently in a hidden alley, one behind the other.
Many residential areas in Mika Town have been under construction for many years. The constant changes in planning and the changing of roads have left too many gaps in the houses in these old towns. The two of them were walking in the alleys that were rarely visited, and no one was there. say.
They did not have any prior communication, but they were very determined in the direction they took.
Stop in front of the entrance of a dusty underground garage, Fangtani Rei turned around, took off his raincoat first, and took off the peaked cap on his head.
His silky blond hair was messed up by the light raindrops and the hat, and was messily coiled on his head, which made his angry expression that was supposed to be full of momentum look a little funny.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had stopped a few steps away, finally took off the hood of his sweatshirt and was completely exposed to the blue and cloudy light.
He looked at Jiang Guling's face and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Even after waking up and going through Karasawa's vivid explanation with pictures and texts, he had already accepted the fact that he had been dead for three years. Looking at the face of Feng Gurei in front of him that was the same as three years ago, he couldn't help thinking. Fu Jingguang still felt an unspeakable sense of unreality.
The one who was left behind was obviously Jiang Guling. Why did it seem like there was no change in this guy...
Oh no, it can’t be said that there was no change at all.
“I haven’t congratulated you yet, but you have been promoted to police officer.” Zhu Fu Jingguang said, he couldn’t help turning his head and glanced at the dusty underground garage next to him, “In the past three years, you have It seems to be doing very well.”
The ruthless time is a more corrosive reagent than any chemical product. The entrance, which no one has used for at least three years, is as old as if it has been forgotten for thirty years, with mottled stains covering the entire wall.
Of course he understands why Zero Choice came here with him.
This was three years ago, when he was still in Scotland, two people with different responsible parties set up a secret safe house.
In other words, this is a secret place that even he and Zero's respective organizations don't know about, and with his death, it has lost its meaning forever.
After finishing his opening remarks, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was ready to reminisce, waited for a few seconds, but did not hear Jiang Gu Ling's answer. He couldn't help but turn his head to see the other party's condition.
Could it be that he was so emotional that he was speechless and choked?
No way, after three years of not seeing each other, Zero has become so sentimental?
He turned around and saw Fangtani Rei's fist in front of his face.
Obviously, Rei Fukiya has realized who sent the teasing email. Now he just wants to show this guy that he looks intact and congratulates him on his promotion with a smile as if nothing happened. Give me a punch!
“You are such a troublesome guy!”
(End of this chapter)