Chapter 688 Gin: It’s better to kill one of them
“Enomoto Hiroshi, Fukuchi Naokazu and Degawa Toshiaki…” Sato Miwako briefly read through the three people’s explanations about driving in the neighborhood and frowned. .
As for why they were caught driving past the crime scene on the road surveillance, none of their explanations can be called impeccable, nor can they be called absolutely suspicious.
This is very normal. It should be said that this is in line with the living conditions and habits of ordinary people. Therefore, the difficulty of identifying the most suspicious person among the three people has increased again.
"What should we do? Next, according to Ayumi, let the three of them shout each other and try it?" Takagi Wataru tilted his head and asked in a low voice.
"It's too deliberate to make a request like this, and it can easily make people suspicious. As long as you pay attention to changing the state of your vocal cords, it's not difficult to make a different cry than usual." Miwako Sato shook her head slightly.
"Should we arrange for them to go in and let Bomei distinguish them?" Takagi Wataru carefully paid attention to the height and body shape of the three people. He suggested this, but he already denied it in his heart.
Although there are great differences in face shape and other aspects, the three suspects are indeed very similar in height and body shape. It is difficult to distinguish who is who in the raincoat that covers their heads and faces. Such a huge pressure is placed on It's not very suitable for an elementary school girl.
“Let’s treat a dead horse as a live doctor.” Miwako Sato had the same idea, but in her opinion, the top priority now was not to get the child to give the answer immediately, but to find some reason to detain the three of them. .
Unfounded detention is more difficult, and the need for eyewitness identification is a good reason.
She needs to delay time so that other criminal police officers can quickly investigate the whereabouts of the three people at each crime and identify the criminal more accurately.
"Sorry, you three, your vehicles must be kept by the police first. We need to conduct some simple investigations." Miwako Sato clapped her hands to attract their attention and announced at the same time.
"Huh? Why?" Enomoto Yo, the youngest one with a shaved head, shouted immediately, "Didn't you say you were just assisting in the investigation? It's very troublesome that you suddenly seized my car. . "
"Can you explain in detail why we are suspected of being serial perpetrators? I was really confused when I was called here." Repairman Fukuchi Naowa quickly added.
"Yes, although we may indeed not have an alibi at the time of the crime, but Tokyo is so big, there are many people who don't have an alibi." Toshiaki Degawa hurriedly followed.
"The three of you cars are all Efini series cars, and you have all lost your car keys. We have obtained testimony from important witnesses who mentioned that when the assailant escaped, he dropped the efini car keys and then used the car keys stained with the victim's The bloody hand picked up the key..." Sato Miwako explained simply and gave Takagi Wataru a wink.
Understanding the situation, Takagi Wataru took two steps back and quietly returned to the police station.
The police stations that have one-way mirrors are mainly in interrogation rooms and the like, so according to the children's requirements, he needs to make some adjustments.
“Keep your voice down after entering the door, and don’t press the buttons in the room casually. There are a lot of sophisticated monitoring equipment there, as well as microphones connected to the interrogation room. If you don’t want the prisoner to hear your voice easily, then don’t Move things around." Takagi Wataru, who thought he knew the habits of elementary school students well, took the precaution.
“Okay!”
He had long been prepared to hear the children complaining, but he received three enthusiastic responses in unison. Instead, the startled Takagi Wataru turned to look at them in astonishment.
The most noisy trio looked excited, but they still stood there honestly, as if they were going on a spring outing. Surprisingly, they were very obedient.
These elementary school students today are incredibly well-behaved...
Having seen them several times, Takagi Wataru, who is well aware of the naughty nature of children, thought about it and decided to give the credit to Kitagawa Yusuke. Go up and look at the tall high school student with gratitude.
I very much hope that in the future the work of contacting these children will be left to him!
Why don't you ask Kitagawa-kun if he is interested in becoming a police officer? It's not a problem at all if he doesn't have the right expertise. Just rely on his excellent criminal portrait simulation...
Forget it, I heard that Kitagawa Yusuke is going to participate. The children who won the Grand Prize are outstanding artists with a bright future, and it seems that they should not be delayed.
Takagi Sheba suppressed his regret and led several people into the observation room next to the interrogation room.
"The tables and chairs in the interrogation room have been taken away. We will inform the suspects in advance that witnesses will observe them through the camera. So, Ayumi, remember to pay attention to their various reactions. To avoid being deliberately deceived by prisoners..." Takagi Wataru said, turning on the lights on both sides, and then almost bit his tongue.
This, this is...!
Oops, if the suspect sees this scene...
Takagi Wataru was so excited that he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called Sato Miwako.
However, on the other side of the one-way mirror, the furious Miwako Sato had already pushed open the door of the interrogation room, showing the empty room in front of the three suspects.
I also showed the three boxes posted on the one-way mirror with the notice letter.
As if the arrival of the three people was anticipated in advance, these three frames accurately framed the reflection of one person on the mirror, as if someone had predicted their arrival in advance and arranged a place for them. of.
"Wha, what?!" Sato Miwako couldn't help being surprised when she saw the bright red cards. It was only then that Takagi Wataru's phone rang.
"What's going on, Takagi?!"
"I, I don't know, the Rice Flower Department is responsible for the arrangement..."
"Quick! Quickly find out who has been in and out of here! Damn it, even if you are assisting with security, it would be too intrusive to just invade the police station!”
“Calm down Sato!”
When the two detectives were frightened by the sudden turn of events, several elementary school students behind them started muttering to each other.
"...I just said you posted it a little crookedly." Ayumi Yoshida complained softly, "You told me to come."
Moto Kojima was very unconvinced. He snorted: "The three of us were given a few cards each, and we were asked to post one each. How can we do it when we are all given to you to play with?"
"This is not playing, this time we are playing Justice." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya retorted, while secretly looking at Kitagawa Yusuke.
Don't be upset if you use the word "play" to describe the other person's work.
The real Phantom Thief of Hearts didn't have time to pay attention to the intrigues of several naughty kids. He just checked the order from left to right and patted Noah, who was balled up and stuffed in his trouser pocket.
The rolled up doll squirmed twice autistically, but still reluctantly sent the signal in accordance with his request.
As the signal was transmitted, the lights in the interrogation room flashed twice violently, attracting the attention of everyone present.
When the lights came back on, the notice letters on the mirror began to flutter down one after another, leaving only the frame surrounding Fukuchi Naowa, as if silently informing everyone of his choice.
Fukuchi Naowa's face turned pale, and he instinctively took two steps back towards the exit.
Damn it, he has done it so perfectly. Before coming to the police station, he even secretly rehearsed how to conceal the police investigation and did some dialogue training.
Could it be that the reason why he has carefully prepared the plan for so long is because of this inexplicable anonymous group...!
Miwako Sato turned her head, instinctively preparing to pounce to control him who was suspected of escaping, but saw Fukuchi Naowa's movements suddenly stopped.
Staring blankly ahead, Fukuchi Naowa looked at the crooked mirror, but his distorted expression and the frame completely enclosed in it, raised his hands, hugged his head, and let out a howl. .
"Hey, it's really this guy!" Ayumi jumped up when she heard the noise, and at the same time looked at Kitagawa Yusuke with a look of admiration.
Sure enough, the Phantom Thieves of the Heart seem to be able to smell crime and never make a mistake!
Conan on the other side looked at Yusuke Kitagawa, but his eyes couldn't help but be filled with horror.
It was like this again, and it was as if I could see the scene through time, and pointed out exactly where the murderer would be standing at this time.
Also, when the guy was looking ahead blankly just now, he happened to be standing directly opposite Kitagawa Yusuke. It was as if he was directly looking into Kitagawa Yusuke's eyes through this single-sided glass. .
Thinking about this, Conan looked at the murderer in the interrogation room again.
"I understand, I understand, God's eyes are watching me all the time." Fudi Naohe murmured in a low voice, his dull expression quickly turned slightly crazy, "I am guilty, I am indeed guilty. God has seen me , God found me! The flames and rain chose me, I am...!"
With quick eyes and quick hands, Sato Miwako grabbed the person and kicked him with a quick kick. Fukuchi Naohe fell to the ground directly.
Seeing the intervention of the Phantom Thief of Heart, I was so angry that I became accustomed to the process of searching the first lesson. I was very skilled and smooth.
"Naokazu Fukuchi, do you want to declare that you are the perpetrator of the serial assassinations?" Sato Miwako shouted harshly while suppressing the restless suspect.
“Yes, it’s me. Of course it’s me.”
"Okay, you are under arrest, Mr. Fukuchi. You can remain silent, but what you say next will become evidence in court..."
Sato Miwako quickly put on the handcuffs and looked helplessly towards Takagi Wataru With a wink, he dragged the suspect, who seemed to be mentally disturbed, out.
This is troublesome. I don’t know if the Mihua Police Station has a report template for cases related to the Phantom Thieves. If not, she will have to write a few copies by hand... If she wants to take action, she should take action early, but she chose this After they all worked overtime on the case for a week, they ran over and caught the prisoner at the last minute, almost as if they were deliberately joking with them.
Ah, the Phantom Thief of Hearts or something, really!
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Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was sitting in another Mazda, tightly grasped the side handle and moved his neck uncomfortably twice.
Obviously Ling did not have such a wild driving style when he learned to drive. When did he start to like driving like this?
It seems that when I was still in school, I encountered a case on the road, so Hagiwara showed off his stunt driving skills? Yes, it was also that time, because Hagiwara praised Efini as a good car, and then Zero began to pay attention to various Mazda vehicles...
Really, this guy Zero shouldn't just take the reaction superficially. It's bland, but actually I think it's cool and interesting to do this, right?
The slanderous Zhufu Jingguang couldn't help but remind him: "Um, zero, there's no need to drive so fast. It's only 2-chome from here, um...!"
He was talking , he saw Rei Furuya, who was wearing a mask and peaked cap, suddenly turn the steering wheel, and the front of the car quickly reversed direction and drove towards another intersection.
"Uh, aren't we going to the 2-chome side?" Zhufu Jingguang sat down again, feeling a little uneasy.
He thought Zero was going to block Karaze who was going home. Could it be that he had other plans?
"We're not going to 2-chome, let's go to the Mihua Police Station." Rei Furuya's face was very calm under the mask, "The Phantom Thieves of Heart have made new moves."
"Police station?!" Zhu Fu Jingguang looked strange.
"It was the case in the morning where I was regarded as a suspect." Shitaya Ling glanced at the rearview mirror, raised his eyebrows and said, "What a coincidence, isn't it?"
< br>Kingmitsu Morofushi knew full well that Kitagawa was Karasawa's fabrication, and even casually mentioned a false identity that was exactly the same height as him: "..."
What should I do? Should I do it first? Send a message to Tangze to inform him.
But because he went out in a hurry, except for Xingchuan Hui, who was responsible for helping him check things, he had no contact information for anyone else.
Well, Zero should be, that is, a little angry, and he won't do anything too excessive...
Zhufu Jingguang silently held the new mobile phone prepared by the Phantom Thieves in his pocket, and the war between heaven and man began in his heart.
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“Brother, that’s a Bourbon car, right?” Vodka, who was parked at the intersection waiting for the red light, looked at the Mazda flying past in front of him, paying close attention. Got the other party's license plate number.
In the organization, there are not many code members who insist on driving only a specific vehicle or model. Bourbon and Big Brother are one of them. It is not difficult to remember Bourbon's commonly used license plate numbers.
"Probably." Gin squinted at Mazda, which was drifting in the city despite the speed limit, and raised his eyebrows, "Follow me and have a look." Stay away from Bourbon and the others?" Vodka was a little surprised, but his movements were still neat and he quickly turned right to follow.
"You should really stay away from them. But the issue of Belmod has just been dealt with, and the FBI hasn't completely left Japan yet. Now is not the time to be high-profile." Gin stared at the man from afar. A white car, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Look what they are doing."
Bourbon found an opportunity to provoke Rum, so he got the serum and became a further candidate.
As one of the important boosters in delivering Kumel, a powerful tool, to Bourbon, Gin could only hold his nose and admit it when faced with Bourbon's push.
The boss has his own considerations, and the organization has more tasks that need to be completed urgently. He doesn't have that much time to accompany the guys in the intelligence department to scheming and playing dirty political tricks.
But this does not mean how accepting he is of secretive hermaphrodite colleagues like Bourbon.
One Belmode is enough. Add another bourbon and the air in this organization will feel difficult to breathe.
Imagining that in the future he would see Bourbon with Kumel walking up to him like a rum from Curaçao, Gin couldn't help feeling cold.
It was hard for Rum to get used to a waste like this, which rarely leads a team to do things in person and can make such big mistakes. If he switches to a new type of pervert, he will have to adapt to the new feeling of nausea.
If you can nip this kind of colleague in the bud, you might as well nip him in the bud, don't make yourself sick.
“Brother, that’s the direction of the police station.”
Vodka relies on his basic skills of tracking all year round, even in the racing style of Bourbon rushing left and right. He was thrown away by the opponent, but the further he drove forward, the more he felt something was wrong.
"The police station in Miwa Town?" Gin frowned.
“Yes, from Rice Flower Town.” Vodka, a veteran driver who was familiar with the map of Tokyo, nodded hurriedly, “Is Bourbon, uh, continuing to play detective and arresting people?”
If they are members of other organizations and rashly approach the police without justifiable reasons, they will at least be re-examined, but Bourbon and Kumail are exceptions.
The two of them have done very well in their detective careers, especially Kumail, who has become a new star on the screen with his handsome face that can deceive little girls.
Imagining a future where I can’t buy tickets for a concert, and I have to look around for them, and finally I might have to find Kumail’s shady insider tickets, I feel uncomfortable everywhere.
"Kumel has been complaining of illness in the past few days since I asked him not to get close to Belmod, and Bourbon did not take him with him on his mission." Gin, who was becoming more suspicious, shook his head, " Something’s wrong. Take another route and find a hidden place to observe.”
After a brief confirmation, Vodka skillfully drove the car into a hidden parking lot, which happened to be a side entrance of the police station. At the corner, through the alley in front, you can have a clear view of the people entering and exiting the police station.
Vodka sat in the car and waited for more than ten minutes. When he got bored, he simply took out a sandwich that had been prepared long ago, opened it and ate it silently.
They were finishing a task and had no new work for the time being. The more trivial chores were left to Ireland to deal with. Now they are sitting here waiting to catch their colleagues' pigtails, which is a bit inexplicably comfortable.
Just when he took his third bite, the police station in front finally responded.
A figure jumped lightly and decisively onto the wall of the police station, jumped directly from the wall more than two meters high, and ran towards the alley on their side.
Blue school uniform, commuter bag, and brown hair, this seems to be the high school student Kumail is responsible for playing on weekdays...
Before he could concentrate and see clearly, another figure also climbed over the wall of the police station. While chasing him, he fired two shots at the person running in front.
Even with the addition of a silencer, the faint sound of gunfire still made Vodka nervous and he couldn't help but observe carefully.
It’s actually bourbon.
Bourbon's close-range shooting has always been very accurate, and there is absolutely no deviation in the direction of the shot. But Kumail seemed to have eyes behind his back. He jumped sideways quickly and used the wall next to him to shoot. Dodged two bullets.
“Don’t run!”
"How could you not run! Put down the gun first!"
"Stop first, and I won't shoot!"
"Who are you kidding, Mr. Amuro! Don't chase me Come on, come after me and call for help!”
“You shout, do you dare to call the police over?”
“Ah, ah, you’re still here, Don’t go too far, you!”
"Who started the trouble first?! Come here!"
The two noisy colleagues, in a state that Vodka and Gin did not expect at all, rushed through the alley and passed in front of them. , ran away.
"Well, well, it's not good to shoot near the police station..." Vodka was stunned for a long time, then turned to ask Gin for his opinion.
"Don't worry about it." Gin pressed his hat and seemed to have lost interest, "It's just another waste of their energy."
"...Yes." He quickly added the last word Putting a little sandwich into his mouth, Vodka honestly restarted the car, muttering to himself at the same time.
The eldest brother lowered his head and pressed his hat just now. He was actually laughing. Was he right?
(End of this chapter)