Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 203 Detective Conan, Attack
The shattering sound of glass rang out along with the gunshots, piercing into everyone's heart piercingly——

Shocked, Miwako Sato covered her eyes with her hands, and with the cover of her palms, she quietly opened a gap with her index finger, so that her sight was barely able to see a figure jumping down from the edge of the open window under the effect of the flash bomb. !

"Uehara! She jumped off the building!"

"Notify the colleagues downstairs! Hurry!!!" Katsumi Uehara, who was almost in the center of the flash bomb, still couldn't open his eyes, ordered sternly after hearing this.

"Damn! What's going on! Didn't her clothes be taken off? Why is there still a flash bomb!" Also nearly blind was Wada Saburo, the head of the first class who was on the verge of retirement.

With an old bone, it was a bit overwhelming to experience the intensity of front-line combat again, and it almost blinded him.

"Her underwear."

The light gradually dissipated, and Katsumi Uehara, who had emptied a round of bullets, rushed to the window with a few big strides, poked his head out and looked down, Belmode, who was falling rapidly from the sky, seemed not worried at all that he would fall to his death , and even the leisure to blow kisses to him——

A rapidly formed air cushion perfectly explained what Belmode's confidence was in jumping down like this.

"I'm Mumu! I'm Mumu! Tell all the police officers on the first floor to dispatch, some of them will catch the person using the air cushion for me, and some of them will catch this Chris Binyard who fell from the sky! Hurry up!!!"

The calm Metropolitan Police Department suddenly became agitated because of Belmode's shocking leap.

Having regained her senses, Miwako Sato bent down and picked up the rose-red underwear that was still warm. The remaining glitter beads in the interlayer of the inner fabric made her complexion change from cloudy to cloudy.

"It's too late, someone is picking her up. The police department, tell the people in the traffic department to pay attention to the surveillance cameras at the intersections."

Watching Belmode, who fell on the air cushion as if nothing happened, quickly got up and rushed to a locomotive, Uehara Katsumi turned his head and cast his eyes on his boss Memu Thirteen: "Block the road as early as possible."

After saying that, his eyes fell on Wada Saburo, the section chief who was still rubbing his eyes.

"This woman...even underwear is her arsenal."

Mu Mushisan, who sent a message to the traffic section, also saw the object held by Miwako, and his face was extremely gloomy: "All her emotions after being arrested were faked."

"Oscar queen, well-deserved reputation."

Katsumi Uehara, who was tugging at his tie, took out his mobile phone, randomly found a number and sent an email.

Fortunately, he knew enough about this woman.

"Drip."

Maori Detective Agency, second floor.

Conan, who was at home on sick leave, was still fiddling with the homework in his hand, and Kogoro Mori, who had been drunk in the middle of the day, was still sleeping at his desk, snoring loudly——

Suddenly, Conan's cell phone rang.

The email from Katsumi Uehara made Conan's eyes light up, and he immediately reached out and pressed the button on the glasses——

A map was immediately displayed on the transparent lens, and a fast-moving red dot could be clearly seen on the map.

"caught you."

The moment he saw the red dot, the corners of Conan's mouth rose, he got up, picked up the solar skateboard, and ran downstairs, riding away!

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"Gin, the response was successful, Belmode has successfully escaped from the Metropolitan Police Department."

At the corner of the first floor of the Metropolitan Police Department, the disguised Mizuru Renai watched helplessly as the back of the motorcycle dashing out of the Metropolitan Police Department disappeared from his sight, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed Gin Jiu's number.

"Gin, what happened? Didn't I come to respond? I entered the police station as planned, but Belmode escaped? Someone arranged for her an air cushion and a locomotive in advance?"

"What did you say?"

On the other end of the phone, Gin's voice obviously became a little more turbulent: "Really, it looks like he made a move. Come back, since it was him who made a move, there is no need for you to stay in the Metropolitan Police Department." stay."

"……I understand."

Rena Mizumura, whose face turned blue and white by turns, hung up the phone.

Was it really someone who didn't even expect Gin to make a move?
What a fool.

Glancing at the others who were rushing towards the direction of the air cushion, Mizuruna immediately extinguished her desire to chat with him, and turned to leave.

"The police department, the surveillance footage has come out. Someone is indeed here to prepare in advance. But the other party seems to be very familiar with the location of our surveillance probe, and the face is well protected. We can only establish some basic character profiles based on height. "

"Confirm the profile as soon as possible. In addition, let someone investigate the air cushion."

"Yes."

Mu Mu Shisan, who waved his hand to signal people to go down, looked at every inch of land around him with a gloomy expression, he couldn't figure it out.

How did Chris Binyard escape the handcuffs?
"It's the needle-like object hidden in the underwear. It should have come out of the underwear when we were asked to put on clothes and let us uncuff the handcuffs, and then unlocked the handcuffs with that staggering effort."

High-rise, three departments office area.

After looking through the rose-red underwear carefully, Miwako Sato's expression turned ugly after noticing a needle mark on the left chest.

In her opinion, Katsumi Uehara was careful enough, and even left Chris Binyard with a set of underwear that could only cover up his shame.

"There is another possibility."

Katsumi Uehara, who took the underwear from his partner, recalled all the things that happened before, and the suspicion in his heart had been transferred from the initial counselor to the section chief Wada Saburo.

Seeing his expression, Miwako Sato seemed to think of something, frowned and said, "You are more suspicious of the section chief now? But he doesn't seem to be very suspicious, and even if the people from the police didn't come forward, he would still stand Stop the counselor dignitaries from our side.

"Besides, the clues we found from Kenzo Masuyama's previous clues have nothing to do with the section chief—wait a minute!"

Suddenly, Miwako Sato's pupils shrank: "Counselor."

"Judging from the previous situation, the faction that supports the Counselor is probably all people who are close to the police, so they are so eager to let the Counselor ask for someone, and the faction represented by Toshiro Odagiri is the Metropolitan Police Department. Indigenous forces."

Uehara frowned, looked at the underwear in his hand, and kept stroking the possible wool ends in his mind: "The two parties were secretly provoked to discord and confront each other, so that it is easier for Gin to fish in troubled waters."

"..."

"We've been used." Miwako Sato's face darkened when she realized it.

"The specifics are not clear yet, just wait, I want to wait for a result first."

"Result? What result?"

"I got some small toys from Dr. Agasa. After Vodka told us that the winery would send someone to impersonate Miyano Shiho, I had an idea in my mind—"

Pacing back to his workstation, he opened the drawer and looked at the pair of tracking glasses inside, and Katsumi Uehara suddenly felt much better.

"Thoughts?" Miwako Sato was at a loss as she watched the man take out a pair of glasses.

"Why do you think I went out of my way to strip Chris Binyard down to his underwear?"

"What? Wait a minute, she didn't ask you to keep her naked? Did you leave her a set of underwear on purpose?" Sato Miwako looked like she had seen a ghost.

"I guessed that someone would come to rescue her, but I didn't expect her to leave the Metropolitan Police Department in this way.

"But it doesn't matter, my suit jacket is still on her body. Now unless she plans to bare her upper body in the street, she will definitely wear my suit jacket to escape the police and go back to her residence or... Jean where the wine dwells."

Katsumi Uehara pressed the button on the tracking glasses, and a flashing red dot was still moving quickly on the map: "If the clothes were specially provided by the police, Belmode would definitely change them as soon as he escaped. .

"But my clothes were thrown to her under her provocation. With the vigilance of this woman, I must have touched them in the process of dressing to confirm that there is no signal transmitter. In addition, it is from me after all. The ones that were taken off were only taken off after being ridiculed several times by her, which has a psychological advantage, she enjoys this feeling very much, and always feels that she is very mysterious."

Miwako Sato blinked: "Then you did it on purpose...?"

"Of course, otherwise, why do you think I'm free to provoke her? She must want to get back on the scene. Only then will I undress and throw it to her in a fit of anger so she won't suspect it."

Katsumi Uehara, who clearly captured the moving path of the red dot on the map, raised his mouth: "This is thanks to Dr. Ali's props. His signal transmitter is very light and thin, and it can be easily sewn into the interlayer of my clothes without any abnormality. .”

　Put a small bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)