Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 17 Where is my police department?What about a police department as big as I am?

"Ah!"

In Tokyo, which was snowing in February, Katsumi Uehara, who stepped off the deck of the ship, couldn't help shivering from the cold after all, and sneezed a golden sneeze to show respect for this season .

Crystal snowflakes fell like leaves from the gray sky, and there was enough snow on both sides of the road to reach the ankles of adults.

As the only man in the crowd who was still wearing short-sleeved shorts and flip-flops, Katsumi Uehara felt that he should probably be the most handsome boy in the entire port at the moment.

"I told you that it's snowing in Tokyo and you still don't believe me, how is it now?"

Miwako Sato, who was full of helplessness in her words, walked to the side of the man, took off the brown-gray lady's suit jacket she was wearing, and handed it to him: "Put it on, my car is still in the parking lot .”

"Now I believe it."

Katsumi Uehara, who took a few deep breaths through his nose, was not polite. After reaching out to take it, his voice sounded weak: "It can't be my fault. Who knows if it will snow in June and July."

"You don't know how to go on vacation, you're really stupid. Today is February 2th. Moonying Island is a place for vacation. Could the weather be bad?"

Miwako Sato gave the man a sideways look, and joked as she walked.Katsumi Uehara, who was wearing a lady's suit one size smaller, lightly sniffed the light perfume that drifted into his nasal cavity with the cold air.

The damn weather.

"Ah!"

Seeing the red Mazda RX-7 parked motionless in the open-air parking lot of the port getting closer and closer, Katsumi Uehara, who sneezed again, already had a runny nose.

"Sato, you said that if I ask for sick leave tomorrow, can I rest for a few more days?"

"I don't know how many days you can rest, but I think you can solve this problem by drinking more hot water at night."

Miwako Sato, who unlocked the car, opened the door, Katsumi Uehara rushed up to the co-pilot as if seeing a treasure: "Quick, air conditioner Sato, hurry up."

"Aren't you going to take sick leave?" Miwako Sato started the car and turned on the hot air directly. With the windows locked, the temperature in the car quickly began to rise.

Katsumi Uehara slumped comfortably on the co-pilot, and the lady's suit draped over his body slipped off with his indifferent waving movements: "Don't care about these details, blowing the air conditioner will not affect my sick leave tomorrow."

Who hasn't had a few sick days when he was studying, not to mention that Mu Mu Shisan's internal management in the three departments has always been known for being humane, so asking for leave is just a matter of mouth.

"you are hopeless."

Sato, who stepped on the accelerator, smiled: "It's not sure when the Megure Police Department will come tomorrow. I won't let you ask for leave."

As the right-hand man who often assists Megushisan to deal with work, the conscientious and responsible Miwako Sato is also often entrusted with important tasks by the former in the three departments to facilitate his personnel management.

"The Megure police department can be late, leave early, and miss work, right? This is retaliation." Katsumi Uehara, who was revived in the heating, started to harden his mouth again.

"Do you think the Mumu Police Department is the same as you? He is dealing with the case, and it might take him all night."

"Don't worry, it won't last all night. The murder case happened in the amusement park, right? They will definitely be able to solve the case at the police department before get off work."

"how do you know?"

"Predicted by the weather."

Katsumi Uehara turned his head, looked at the city scene passing by the car window with a slightly sentimental gaze, and felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

Not because of the Kexue timeline that finally came, but about his promotion and salary increase.

"Amitabha Buddha, Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Avalokiteshvara Tathagata, Western Heaven Buddha, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable Virgin Mary, Jesus God, my God, bless me for a safe promotion, bless me for a safe promotion, bless me for a safe promotion..."

The police department and the police department are two completely different positions, and they also have two completely different salaries.

Not to mention that once he is promoted to the police department, even if it is just a false position without real power, even if he still has to work under Mu Mushisan, who is the real power of the police department, the bonus coefficient and subsidy level he can get are the same as those of the police department. very different.

Katsumi Uehara has been working in the police department for a year, and seeing that he is about to cross the door, he doesn't want to encounter bad time problems to interrupt his promotion.

It's all money!

money! ! !
Theoretically speaking, as long as there are no accidents, he will be promoted to the Police Department after returning to the Metropolitan Police Department after his vacation on Moon Shadow Island, but now...

Katsumi Uehara was shocked, trying to persuade the pessimism in his heart, and kept telling himself that Kudo Shinichi had just started to become Conan these days, and the influence of time concept should probably not be too big.

Success or failure only depends on whether you will receive a notification in the next few days.

"What are you muttering about?" Miwako Sato, who was driving to the Metropolitan Police Department, glanced curiously at the friend in the passenger seat whose expression was changing, curious.

"Pray to God and worship Buddha."

Mikazu Sato who heard the words was happy: "I never saw you believe this before."

"Now I have something to ask them." Uehara Katsumi turned his head with a serious expression.

"... Lin Chen grinds the gun, are you sure it will work?"

"Sato, please take a leave of absence for me, just three days. I have a very important thing to do."

Seeing that the serious expression on Katsumi Uehara's face did not seem to be fake, Miwako Sato, who was still smiling, said seriously, "What's wrong? There is still a problem on Moon Shadow Island, have you ignored it?"

"There is a time issue that I am very concerned about, and I need to verify it."

Uehara Katsumi's words are resounding.

He only needs three days off.

If the promotion notice doesn't come within three days, then...

"Do you need my help?" Miwako Sato, who didn't know why but was still very serious, slammed on the brakes and drifted into the parking lot of the Metropolitan Police Department, and asked seriously after pulling up the handbrake.

"No, the fewer people who know about this matter, the better. Don't worry, three days should be enough, let's go up and make a record now. Oh, by the way, Sato, do you know where the public statues are sold?"

"A statue of Guan Gong?"

"I heard that worshiping Guan Gong is also quite effective."

"...???"

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three days later.

Tokyo, Chiyoda Ward, inside a high-rise apartment building.

A shirtless man sits cross-legged in the center of the living room and prays. A cross is placed on the left hand side of the coffee table, a string of Buddhist beads is placed on the right hand side, and a Taoist whisk and a delicately carved statue of Guan Gong are enshrined in the middle.

Three sticks of incense are lit in front of each offering, and some offering fruits are piled up.

With the clock hanging on the wall pointing to midnight, the man suddenly opened his eyes, and the pupils were full of despair——

My Police Department!

I am so big a police department!
My promotion message! !
Shinichi Kudo, you bastard! ! !

　Ask for tickets and ask for follow-up~
　　Put a small bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)