Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 196 Yibo Yuntian Vodka

Chapter 196 Yibo Yuntian Vodka

"Looking for him?"

Mihua Central Hospital Building 7, 12th floor, outside the 1201 special surveillance ward.

Katsumi Uehara, who was flipping through the documents in his hand, sat on a chair at the edge of the corridor, focusing on the documents while not forgetting to ask questions.

Facing him, Miwako Sato, with her arms crossed in front of her chest, slightly bent her right knee, her heel resting on the white wall behind her, she tilted her head slightly, and looked down at him: "Yes, Uozuka Saburo isn't it?" Have you already revealed your FBI undercover status, why don't we just use the disappearance of Kenzo Masuyama to test him?

"Since he wants to cooperate with us, it shouldn't be a problem for us to ask him to provide the information of these accounts? Take a step back, even if he doesn't know who the owners of these overseas private accounts are, but Kenzo Masuyama and Masuyama He should know something about the company used by Xiansan, right?
"We can also ask him if he can determine the death of Kenzo Masuyama and ask him to provide relevant information. It will take some time for the pile of bones to be tested."

Different from Uehara Katsumi's wariness about vodka, considering that Vodka has actually provided information to save Uehara, Sato Miwako still prefers that this person is indeed an undercover agent.

The key is that he explained all the doubts about Vodka.

As Saburo Uozuka said before, if he hadn't been protecting her in secret, after Miyano Akemi's FBI boyfriend was found to have defected, the winery would have killed her 100% for safety's sake.

"It's not impossible, although I think this matter may make things more complicated." Pursing his lips, Uehara Katsumi raised his head, his eyes were meeting his partner's sight: "If I was in charge of this matter, I would definitely Will use vodka to send some wrong information to the police."

"For example?" Miwako Sato raised her eyebrows.

Seeing this, Uehara Katsumi didn't even say a word, but the mobile phone in his suit pocket suddenly rang——

"Hello? Megure Police Department?"

"Ah, Brother Uehara, where are you now?"

"We're investigating the case with Sato, what's the matter?"

"There is something I need to tell you. Detective Uozuka has brought us a new piece of news."

Metropolitan Police Department, first class, third department office area.

Mu Mushisan, who was clutching the receiver of the landline, turned his head and glanced at the vodka, which looked extremely inconspicuous after changing clothes, and said in a concentrated voice: "That criminal organization has made another move, targeting Miyano Akemi, you and Sato hurry up Come back, he won't have much time to stay in the Metropolitan Police Department."

"What? Okay, I see, I'll be right back."

Katsumi Uehara, who hung up the phone, frowned, got up and returned the information in his hand to his partner.Seeing his face change instantly, Miwako Sato twitched her eyelids and asked, "What happened Uehara?"

The man raised his mobile phone: "It seems that we don't need to take the initiative to find vodka, he went to the Metropolitan Police Department to find us."

"The Metropolitan Police Department? Wait a minute, we're leaving now, what about Akemi Miyano?"

"Don't worry, she's safe on this floor, I've arranged someone to protect her."

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Metropolitan Police Department, one class and three departments.

When Uehara Katsumi and Sato Miwako rushed back and entered the lounge, Vodka in black was pacing back and forth by the sofa, raising his wrist from time to time to glance, it seemed that time was extremely tight.

"I don't have much time to look at Officer Twilight, and soon I'm going to—"

"Sorry, the traffic jam on the road kept you waiting for Detective Uozuka for a long time." Miwako Sato who pushed open the door showed a beautiful smile and apologized first, making Vodka's full of complaints impossible to vent.

"The traffic conditions in Tokyo, you know, Detective Uozuka"

After closing the door, Katsumi Uehara walked out from behind Miwako Sato, and after nodding to the solemn Megure Shisan, he also looked at the impatient Vodka.The latter crossed his hips, raised his head to the sky for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and shook his head helplessly——

"Okay, long story short, listen, I have a limited amount of time to be out and about."

The silhouettes of the other three people present were reflected on the sunglasses, and Vodka moved his right hand to emphasize: "Gin Jiu saw the missing person notice that you asked your sister-in-law to tell on Nikai TV, and they plan to use this to kill her.

"I don't know the specific action plan. The action team led by Qin Jiu is not responsible for this matter, but I still drew out the general content of the action from Qin Jiu's mouth——

"That is, Belmode pretended to be Miyano Shiho, and sent a team of people to pretend to chase her, so that you were discovered by your police, so that instead of the real Miyano Shiho, he met his sister-in-law under the escort of the police, and then killed her. she."

Speaking of the last tactical pause, Vodka pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and warned: "I don't know the time of Belmode's action, so I can only remind you. Her disguise technology is unparalleled in the world, and her disguise is It's not going to be that easy to get ripped off, so she has the confidence to do it."

"..."

"..."

After listening to this passage, Katsumi Uehara and Miwako Sato turned their heads to look at the boss who was standing with his hands behind his back. There was a hint of questioning in his eyes, and the latter nodded.

"Believe me, I have no need to lie to you. I only care about my sister-in-law's safety. This is what I promised Xiuyi. As long as I am alive, I will definitely guarantee her safety."

Vodka expressed sincerely that she vowed to protect Akemi Miyano to the death, and Miwako Sato immediately gave her partner a look——

"I see, thank you, Agent Uozuka, this information is very important to us."

In the silence of Katsumi Uehara, Miwako Sato stepped forward and thanked the vodka.

"I'm also thinking about my sister-in-law's safety. I'll leave her to you. Xiuyi will arrive in Japan to pick her up after her mission is over." Before leaving, Vodka dropped another piece of information: "I'll contact you again at that time."

"Wait a minute, Agent Uozuka."

Miwako Sato reached out to stop him who was about to leave, Vodka's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around without changing his face: "What's wrong? Officer Sato?"

"Masuyama Kenzo, have you ever heard of him?" Sato Miwako pursed her lips, and handed the documents she brought back to Vodka.

"I heard, the white gloves of the organization, what's wrong?"

Vodka was puzzled: "That old man is not a threat at all, he is just a puppet to make money for the organization."

Ke Uehara, who was silently observing Vodka's behavior for a while, took over and said, "Have you heard any rumors about him? Rumors about his status change in the organization."

"Whispers? What rumors? All I know is that he was enjoying making money, and the organization supported him to take over the position, and almost squeezed out the automobile group he controlled. It is leading the group to bankruptcy.

"However, because of the organized covert protection, Masuyama Kenzo has always been safe and sound."

Vodka opened the folder while talking, frowned, looked at the Swiss bank account with a few question marks on it, and shook his head: "Sorry, except for the automobile group that was targeted and controlled by Kenzo Masuyama, there is nothing in this report. I have no memory of several companies and these accounts."

"Is that so, please, Detective Uozuka."

"You're welcome, if there is nothing else, I'll go first."

Vodka waved his hand with a smile, turned and left.

Uehara Katsumi watched his leaving back, and the thoughts that had just begun to sort out in his heart became a mess again.

真?
Fake?
All doubts tugged at his scalp, almost biting his lips to bleed without realizing it.

Maori Detective Agency.

Conan, who was writing and drawing on the draft pad with a pen, also scratched his hair in a mess, biting his pencil and lost in thought.

There are no flaws.

He didn't see any flaws.

but……

Thinking of the vodka he had been exposed to before, Conan's eyes could not help being cold——

There must be something that I have overlooked, there must be something that I have overlooked.

Must have……

But one day.

For a whole day, he didn't figure out any direction to investigate;

Uehara Katsumi was no exception, even though the two of them often exchanged each other's thoughts through emails in the following day.

Am I really wrong?

Two days later, Metropolitan Police Department.

Katsumi Uehara, who was half lying on the working chair, pouted his lips, pressed the ballpoint pen to his lips, closed his eyes and sorted out the messy and complicated thoughts in his mind.

Or is there something wrong with his thinking?

The investigation on Kenzo Masuyama has not made any breakthroughs in the past two days, and about vodka——

"Uehara! Something happened!"

In the next second, the shout that sounded in his ear caused Katsumi Uehara to open his eyes.

Miwako Sato came to his work station in a hurry, her breath was short of breath, it looked like she just ran in from outside.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Someone reported to the police that they saw a gunfight in the street. Judging from the photos at the scene, the woman who was hunted down looked exactly like Miyano Shiho."

After taking a breath of water, Miwako Sato calmed down her disordered breathing, and said very fast: "The Megure Police Department has dispatched Shiratori, if what Detective Uozuka said is true, then this Miyano Shiho must be It's Chris Binyard, code-named Belmode."

 Sun room!
  Put a small bowl~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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