Conan's New Police Story

"Brother, I'm back."

Tokyo, in the villa of the organization stronghold.

When Vodka hurried back, he unexpectedly saw a figure in the living room that shouldn't have appeared here——

"Pisco? Why are you here? Are you not afraid of being discovered by the Japanese police?"

Aged and wrinkled cheeks, no longer a powerful body.

Although he is one of the veterans of the organization, Vodka is obviously the same as his boss, Gin, and doesn't take this old immortal at all.

"What's there to be afraid of? Someone is ready to expose me." Pisco, who had no good face, snorted coldly, and Vodka had a question mark on his face.

"How about the police, vodka?" Gin, who didn't care, let the old man sneer, and asked.

"I did as you ordered, brother, and further consolidated the image of the FbI, but..."

"But what?"

"I met Miyano Akemi."

Vodka looked distressed, and recounted the situation when he met Miyano Akemi in the Metropolitan Police Department in the evening: "I was worried that this was a trap set up by the police, so I didn't do anything."

"Meet Miyano Akemi?"

With a finger that was dusting off the soot, Qin Jiu raised his eyes, and his vigilance rose sharply: "Is it a real person?"

"I don't know, I don't have an excuse to pinch her face. But judging from her conversation with me, I think it should be true."

"What did she tell you?"

"When the policeman was there, she misunderstood my expression and bowed to apologize to me; but when the policeman left, she immediately changed her face and asked me in an extremely cold tone what I should do to release her sister Shirley."

"What about you? How did you answer?"

"I just said that it was a misunderstanding, and made a fuss about the robbery of 10 billion yuan. Oh, by the way, I also said a word to her, that is, the FbI team headed by Akai Shuichi has negotiated with the police high-level A conversation started.

"In addition, I also noticed that the police seem to be preparing to hold a press conference to explain and report on Miyano Akemi's previous TV tracing. When the street became popular, we explained to the outside world together.”

"Press conference...?"

Gin lowered his eyes, put his hands on his thighs, and thoughts surged in his mind: "What time?"

"At 7:30 p.m., many media reporters should have rushed to the press conference at this point." Raising his wrist and looking at the pointer on the dial, Vodka said, "Brother, are we going to send someone to make trouble? "

"..."

Gin closed his eyes in a rare way, raised the thumb of his left hand holding the cigarette, and gently rubbed the area around his temple.The smell of nicotine burning from the flames kept penetrating into his throat, enlivening his brain.

"Where's Akemi Miyano? Will she also attend the press conference?"

"Yes, she told me she would attend, as a witness."

Vodka nodded, and immediately made a sniper gesture with both hands: "Brother, do we want to do it?"

"madness."

Before Gin could speak, Pisco was the first to sarcastically.Vodka turned his head, frowning.

...

"Use your brains, the press conference can't be over in a short time.

"Since the police have the confidence to bring Miyano Akemi out, then this Miyano Akemi will definitely not be real. It will be futile for you to kill her, but it will increase the weight of public opinion for the Metropolitan Police Department, making it bad for the U.S. military. Excuse us."

Probably because of being forced to abdicate, at this moment, Pisco looked at Gin and Gin's subordinates with a bit of personal emotion: "The most important thing you should do now is to let the undercover police inside take this opportunity to participate Go in so you can get to the location where Miyano Akemi is hiding."

"Are you really old? If you just want to kill Miyano Akemi, why did you go to such trouble to ask me to pretend to be FbI and approach the Metropolitan Police Department?"

The vodka who thought this old guy had something to say was contemptuous: "Miyano Akemi's position is just one of the big brother's several goals, and I didn't say that she was the one to kill."

"?"

Gin, who was not disturbed by the argument between the two, opened his eyes after thinking for a long time and said, "He should not be in danger of being exposed at the moment. Vodka, notify the hospital to prepare. It will start at 7:10 in the evening."

"Okay." Vodka nodded.

"I'm going to get ready."

Metropolitan Police Department, First Search Section, Office Area Three.

After receiving the order from his superior, Mu Mushisan hung up the phone respectfully, wiped off the sweat from his temples, stood up and greeted the two figures at the workstation not far away: "Uehara, Zuo Teng, come here."

"Police, what's wrong?"

"What happened to the police department?"

Katsumi Uehara, who didn't know why, came side by side with Miwako Sato, and said in confusion.

"According to Minister Odagiri's request, the two of you will also attend tonight's press conference. After all, you are also one of the investigators of this case."

"Us?" Miwako Zuoto pointed at herself in surprise: "But Uehara and I have already submitted everything we can say."

Due to the involvement of public security, the protagonist at tonight's press conference is Toshiro Odagiri, the head of the criminal department who is the third in command of the Metropolitan Police Department. Even senior police officials such as Counselor Masayoshi Uno have to obediently support him. The head of a class is only worthy of the third chair.

On such occasions, if Mu Moshisan's powerful police department can go up and make a face, it is already a gilt for the face of the three departments.

"Don't worry too much, you basically just sit next to me as a mascot. Especially you, brother Uehara."

Mu Mu Shisan, who has worked in the police force for decades, patted his subordinates on the shoulder, full of emotion.

It can both break the case and refute the police. It is backed by the support of the two major consortiums, coupled with the appreciation of high-ranking police officials. The buffs are really full.

Megushisan even felt that maybe one day in the future, he could see Katsumi Uehara sit on the position of Minister of Criminal Affairs and become the designated successor after Toshiro Odagiri abdicated.

As for the police chief and deputy police chief at the next level... that's a dream.

"Do I look so thorny? Do I need to explain something special?"

...

Katsumi Uehara, who was specifically named, raised his eyebrows in a dissatisfied tone.Seeing the man's appearance of being cheap and good-looking, Zuo Teng Miwako couldn't help but give him a blank look: "Do you know that the corners of your mouth are almost going to the sky now?"

"Have it?"

Miwako Sato, who did not speak, reached out and took out a round makeup mirror from the pocket of her suit jacket, opened it and handed it to him, and responded with practical actions.

In the reflection in the mirror, there was a lingering smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

..................................................................

"Well done, Gin, those guys have been played around by you, and no one has become suspicious so far. Including Uehara Katsumi, although he seems to be suspicious of vodka."

In another part of the Metropolitan Police Department, in a dark room, a black figure was spinning a pen, praising the person on the other end of the phone: "Also, what I can tell you is that Miyano Akemi, who is going to attend the press conference tonight It is indeed a fake."

"Hmph, it's time for you to start preparing. I've already taken Pisco away. Remember to pack your tail. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll kill you before the police."

In the microphone of the mobile phone, the cold voice of gin came leisurely.

Heiying grinned, his white teeth gleaming with a breathtaking coldness under the cold moonlight: "Instead of thinking about killing me, I think you might as well reflect on yourself. The undercover agents in the Metropolitan Police Department were killed by all the undercover agents except me. Sweep away, I'm afraid you haven't finished catching the undercover agents inside the organization, Gin Jiu."

The other end of the phone fell into silence.

Obviously, this hits Gin where it hurts.

"You don't have to worry about the contact with FbI. I've already dealt with the tail myself. As long as the plan is completed, even if that Akai Shuichi comes to Tokyo in person, there won't be any problem."

"You're good to know."

At night, in front of a research institute of an organization.

A pitch-black Porsche 356A stopped at the gate, and Gin, who had hung up the call, got out of the car. Thinking of the woman locked inside, his eyes suddenly became cloudy.

"Brother, everything is ready."

The vodka that came down with a backpack straightened the brim of the hat, then took out the access card from his pocket and swiped it at the dark box at the door.

Research Institute, dark gas chamber.

A brown-haired figure with wavy hair in a white coat heard the sound of the door opening, and immediately raised his head.

"Gin..."

"It looks like you'd love to die before your sister."

Glancing casually at the unmoving food placed in front of the woman, Gin sneered and kicked over the plate blocking the way condescendingly: "Shirley."

"What do you want to do……"

As a drug researcher, when Miyano Shiho saw the vodka and took it out of the handbag with gloves on, Tong Kong shrank suddenly!
"Help you reunite with your sister."

"Let go! Gin! Vodka! I want to see the boss!"

"No problem, if there are no accidents, this matter will be resolved soon, and you will naturally meet the boss at that time." Vodka, who pushed his sunglasses, put on the strap for Miyano Shiho: "Although the one named Uehara Katsumi The police are a bit difficult to deal with, which changed the plan of the eldest brother several times."

"Gin!"