Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 169 Partner
On the ground of the huge dining room, there were quite a few men in black who had obviously lost their ability to move.

Among them, the killer whose lower body was suddenly attacked and whose head was pinched by the refrigerator door even fainted directly under the severe pain, and closed his eyes together with his partner who was hit by bullets in the abdomen and legs.

Katsumi Uehara, who was wearing a tie as a rein around someone else's neck, just held the human shield in front of him, and his blood-stained light green suit was particularly eye-catching under the mottled sunlight in the room——

The upturned corner of the mouth was in Shui Wurena's eyes, and for a moment she couldn't tell who was the disadvantaged party.

The rest of the organization killers look at me and I look at you, and the companions who fell all over the ground make them feel close-this policeman is somewhat evil.

This is the consensus reached between them in the exchange of eyes.

It's not that they haven't killed policemen before, but it's the first policeman to behave like this.

Let's say he is strong, this person obviously belongs to the level where two fists can't beat four hands, and he has also suffered a lot of beatings;
But to say that he is not strong, compared with the ability to use terrain and props to defend and kill, he is like a superman, and they seem a bit dumb.

Shui Wuliannai, who was unloading the empty magazine, stared expressionlessly at the figure standing proudly on the restaurant floor, and her heart was inevitably turbulent.

Born in the CIA and undercover for so many years, she has never seen such a policeman, and Katsumi Uehara is the only one in her perception.

No wonder you dare to come alone?
Slightly relieved, Rena Mizumu changed the magazine, narrowed her eyes slightly, secretly thinking about when she should choose to retreat so as not to arouse Gin's suspicion.

With Uehara Katsumi's performance, she can definitely say in front of Gin after returning home that it's not her fault that she didn't kill him successfully.

Whoever refuses to accept will go up, anyway, she can't do it.

"Tsk, are you all so cruel to your own people?"

Taking a panoramic view of the expressions of the standing people in front of him, Katsumi Uehara leaned his upper body slightly forward and tilted his head while stepping on the comatose body whose head was pinched by the refrigerator door with one hand. , wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and hooked his fingers at them playfully: "Come on, continue, let's see who will die next."

Anger appeared on the brows of the remaining members of the organization who were provoked, but when they glanced at the companions lying on the ground, they all cringed and moved lightly on the spot, not daring to go any further. .

Uehara Katsumi didn't have a gun, but they did.

If you are unlucky enough to be taken away by this policeman as a human shield...

There is already a clear example of the fate, and no one wants to be the next unlucky person who is beaten into a hornet's nest by his own people.

"A friendly reminder, my partner will lead people to surround this place soon. If you don't want to be caught by the police..."

Katsumi Uehara didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but the threat in his eyes was already palpable, especially for Rena Mizumu: "Miss Rena Mizumu, you managed to escape, you probably don't want to be caught again, right?
"And, if I remember correctly, the injury on your shoulder hasn't healed yet? How long can you last?"

Shuiwuliannai understood, and remained silent.

In fact, the reason why she has been absent is also because of the injuries on her shoulders.

Hiding behind her back and firing a gun is more suitable for her position at the moment. If she really wants to go up and fight, if she is injured, this option is undoubtedly more like giving a head, and it is more likely to arouse suspicion——

Just as he was hesitating, the siren sounded loud and clear one after another, and it had already floated into the living room through the broken window, and Rena Mizumu's expression suddenly changed——

"Did it come so fast? Go and see what's going on."

"Keil, judging from the sound of the siren, there are at least seven cars coming from the opposite side. They are still outside the intersection. It's hard to say how many people will be in the car."

"...Retreat, all who can go go."

Rena Mizumu, who made a decision in her heart, took a deep look at the figure who still placed herself behind the human shield: "You are lucky, you won't be so lucky next time, Katsumi Uehara."

"Don't leave if you have the ability, stay here and let's have a good battle?" Katsumi Uehara, who also heard the siren, suddenly regained his energy, laughed and moved his feet, but he never let go of the corpse wrapped around the neck by the tie. .

Ignoring his provocation, Rena Mizumura closed the gun and jumped out of the broken window, and hurried to the garage of the next door.

The men in black, who were also eager to retreat, immediately left with their companions who were still able to move. Katsumi Uehara pouted, and then let go of the corpse that he used as a shield.

He shook his crumpled tie, kicked away a few blood-stained and immobile corpses, bent down to pick up his police revolver, which had been emptied long ago, and then Uehara spat on the ground Spitting, with a look of disgust on his face, and cursing in his mouth.

This bunch of dog stuff.

The roar of the engine sounded outside the building, and the black cars driving in the other direction passed the gate of the house one after another. Katsumi Uehara, who was stepping on the broken glass, buried his head in the corpse to find something, but he never found it. I can find what I want--

"Uehara!"

And just after Mizuruna and the others left, a red Mazda stopped in front of the broken gate of the house with a standard dragon wagging its tail.

Miwako Sato got out of the car with a worried face and shouted his partner's name loudly;
Shiratori Ren Sanlang, who got off the co-pilot, couldn't hold it back. He leaned over the front of the car and vomited on the side of the road. He shook his head while throwing up, as if trying to wake himself up.His face was blue and white, looking extremely ugly.

"This is Sato."

Katsumi Uehara, who was examining the corpse, hurriedly responded when he heard the voice, and Miwako Sato, who quickly walked into the living room, was obviously taken aback after seeing the messy crime scene——

Vegetable leaves and pork belly mixed with blood and bullet casings were scattered all over the tiled floor covered with shards of glass. The dining table that lost its tabletop had only four legs still standing in place, and the chairs were all shrouded in horse leather and smashed to pieces;

The corpses lay twisted and twisted on the ground, and the blood-stained light green suits were particularly eye-catching under the dangling ponytails.

"Are you OK?"

It was the first time Miwako Sato, who had seen such a scene, walked up to the man and asked tentatively, "Should I take you to the hospital?"

"You don't need to go to the hospital, just some skin trauma, just go back and bandage it. By the way, let people from outside come in and clean up the scene."

Shaking his head, Uehara Katsumi rolled up his cuffs, looked at the bleeding wound, and said indifferently.

"Outside? There is a white bird that is vomiting right now. I'm afraid I can't count on it for the time being." Miwako Sato spread her hands, and smiled at her partner's astonished gaze: "Obviously, he is different from you, and he is not used to it yet. track."

"Then those sirens just now?"

"I took it from the spare library when I came out, and I took a few more at a time, so as to create the illusion of a large number of people. If you really want to send out so many people, it will definitely not come so fast."

"...You are really bold." Uehara Katsumi slammed his mouth a few times, and didn't know what to say for a while: "I learned from whom, if you don't learn, you can learn well."

"You don't seem qualified to say that to me."

Grabbing the man's retracted arm, Miwako Sato looked at the wound carefully, not paying attention to the blood stained on her fingertips: "Where's your friend? How did this place become like this?" ?”

"...I don't know, probably dead."

After being silent for a while, after scanning the corpses at the scene, Katsumi Uehara lowered his eyes and said indifferently.

"..."

Miwako Sato looked at the devastation on the ground, opened her mouth, and stopped talking.

After a long time, I just asked, "Is this a trap?"

"Well, it's a trap I never thought of."

Uehara Katsumi nodded, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "This bastard, if he dies, he will trick me. I used to bring him to make money together, ungrateful bastard."

　Sun room!
　　ps: Gan, I stayed up until five o'clock in the morning yesterday, but I felt heart palpitations and tinnitus inexplicably, which scared me to death...

　　After sleeping for more than ten hours, the state feels right now.

　　I can't stay up late in the future, I'm a little panicked.

　　And~
　　Put a small bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)