Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 186 Good Night
In his speculation, after the appearance of vodka, Gin's most likely choice is to use Belmode's amazing disguise technology to disguise himself as Shirley, so as to lure Miyano Akemi into a fool.

After all, she is the only person in the whole organization in black who can perfectly simulate the target's voice without the need for a voice changer while changing clothes perfectly.

And the reason why he brought Conan here is because of the convenience from God's perspective. After all, in this world, apart from Belmod himself, he is the only one who knows the importance of Conan's child to Belmod.

At that time, it is only necessary to create an opportunity to isolate the members of the winery. With Belmode, who will appear with a high probability of Conan Duizi at that time, there is a high probability that Gin's disguise plan will go bankrupt, and even use Belmode's second Wuzai attribute reverse routine gin.

But now, the development of things is completely beyond Uehara Katsumi's expectations.

Or, it can also be said that since he was tricked into fighting with Reina Mizumu who had returned to the winery, the development of things was no longer in his calculations.

Whether it's the appearance of vodka, or this time Miyano Shiho's true body.

After a series of trials, Gin, who was in charge of making the plan, seemed to choose an option that he didn't expect, an option that made him completely unable to figure out the specific situation for a while.

"Is this woman named Miyano Shiho important to the Black Organization?"

While Katsumi Uehara was still thinking, Conan asked with a serious expression: "If she is not very important, is it possible that this is the bait deliberately thrown by Gin?
"You also said that Miyano Shiho is in dire straits right now and urgently needs a matching kidney source. The only one who is most likely to save her life at this moment is Miyano Akemi. They are sisters who are related by blood, and the kidney source has a high probability. able to pair.

"As for the matching of kidney sources, Miyano Akemi has to arrive at the hospital..."

As he spoke, Conan's voice gradually weakened, and he frowned tightly and denied the thoughts he just said: "No, that's not right.

"According to Miyano Akemi's testimony when she participated in the witness protection program, her sister Miyano Shiho's status in the black organization is far higher than hers, throwing a high-ranking person as a bait just to kill a low-ranking person ?It doesn't make sense at all.

"Unless, this high-status person has been abandoned by the top of the black organization and identified as a traitor that needs to be dealt with."

Thinking about this, Conan immediately looked up at Katsumi Uehara, who was looking sideways at him, hesitantly said: "I remember when you came to me before, you said that Miyano Shiho had indeed defected to the organization, right?
"Uehara, what if Miyano Shiho really defected as Vodka said? What if our previous guess was actually biased in another wrong direction?
"We defaulted that Vodka was pretending to be the FBI. The reason why he provided information about Miyano Shiho to the police was because he wanted to take this opportunity to attract Miyano Akemi. Therefore, we all think that it is more likely that Miyano Shiho did not actually defect. The news is just a smoke bomb from gin to lure us into it.

"But what if Miyano Shiho really defected?"

"...If you really defected, it means that what happened tonight is very likely to have nothing to do with the winery."

Katsumi Uehara narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "I took a look at Miyano Shiho's injuries, and there were no new gunshot wounds. But the statements of you and Detective Mori are surprisingly consistent. Missing shell casings were found, but no firearms.

"When chasing a traitor of Miyano Shiho's level, Gin usually goes out in person, and his marksmanship is not so bad. Moreover, if it is someone from the winery, even if he hears the warning from the Maori detective pretending to be the police, he will check the bullets. Leave after killing Miyano Shiho, instead of running away in a hurry like you said."

"That is to say, the few people who were scared away by Uncle Mao Li's voice tonight probably weren't because of fear, but because they heard Uncle Mao Li calling the police..."

With his left palm resting on his right elbow, and his right index finger and thumb stroking his chin, Conan murmured, "They know Miyano Shiho, but Miyano Shiho doesn't know them. They are operating secretly in Japan. The target is still a black man like Miyano Shiho. senior researcher within the clothing organization;
"Concerned about being face to face with the police, having a high level of tracking capability and wearing a firearm..."

Speaking of this, Conan's tone faltered, and his eyes met Uehara Katsumi's: "Would vodka really be an undercover agent of the FBI?"

"...I'm a little tired, it's getting late, go home and sleep first, and adjust your thoughts."

Rubbing his temples, Katsumi Uehara took a deep breath and let it out, pressing his hands on his knees and slowly stood up: "This matter will not be decided for a while, and we have no conclusive evidence. Do you have any new ideas? The idea is to call at any time and leave."

"..."

Watching Katsumi Uehara's back gradually disappearing from sight, Conan lowered his head slightly with his hands in his pockets, the light reflected on the lens instantly covered his eyes, and the gradually elongated shadow under the light appeared like Shinichi Kudo Average height—

If this inference is true, it means that once Miyano Shiho's treatment is delayed too much, the police who made the delayed decision will...

"Sato, can the people in the forensic department find out the history from the bullet casings left at the scene? For example, are they the bullets commonly used by the FBI?"

Before returning to Miyano Shiho's ward, he took a last look at the woman on the hospital bed. Katsumi Uehara knocked on the door, waved to his partner who was explaining the precautions to the nurses, and asked.

"How is it possible, the bullets are not only those specifications, how can we distinguish who is special for them?"

"No, no, I mean, is it possible that the bullet is some kind of special bullet specially used by the FBI, which can't kill people, but is only used for deterrence."

"I'm not sure about this, I'll let the forensics class try." Miwako Sato took out her mobile phone and sent an email on the spot, frowning: "Why, you suspect it's the FBI?"

"I don't know, I just talked about this with someone, and suddenly felt that there is such a possibility, let's look it up."

"What about her? What are you going to do with it?"

Miwako Sato pointed at the woman in the ward without looking back. Katsumi Uehara glanced at her and shook his head: "How many people know that Miyano Shiho is here?"

"Except for the few police officers who received the report just now, it's just you and me for the time being. Because it was dispatched urgently, the Mumu Police Department and the others don't know yet, and they are still at the press conference. After all, this case is now You and I will take over, do you want to report it?"

"...No, I won't report it for the time being, and ask the police officers to keep it secret."

Pursing his lips and hesitating for a while, Uehara Katsumi finally turned around and did not look in the direction of the ward, and chose not to report: "After the report is made, the leaders will definitely not be able to sit still, they will demand and even exert pressure. We asked Miyano Akemi to appear in the hospital for a kidney source matching comparison, because a living senior winery cadre is far more important than a peripheral member of the winery who knows nothing."

"Uehara, Dr. Aso told me that the best treatment cycle for Miyano Shiho is within 3-4 days, and no longer than a week at the latest, otherwise there is no way to recover." Sato Miwako looked into his eyes and said.

"Ah, I know."

Katsumi Uehara exhaled and patted her on the shoulder: "It's getting late, let's go back and rest first. We'll talk about the case tomorrow, and I'll think about it and think about it."

"..."

Watching the figure of the man pass him and walk towards the elevator on the floor, Miwako Sato's frowning expression added a touch of worry: "Wait a minute, Uehara."

"Ok?"

"Good night."

"..." The look on Uehara Katsumi's face was visible to the naked eye for a moment, then he slapped his forehead, shook his head with a smile, and gave her a thumbs up with his right hand: "Mine, you reminded me. See you tomorrow."

　Put a small bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)