Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 22 Not active after get off work, brain problems

"He seems to have noticed."

The person who was talking behind the scenes was almost caught by the master, and Asahi felt somewhat guilty, dipping the sushi dipped in wasabi into his mouth and chewing, but there was no twist in the expression between his brows and eyes.

"After all, he is a former criminal policeman, so he still has some basic skills." Katsumi Uehara, who only dared to dip a little mustard, looked at the dipping plate in front of his friend, gritted his teeth and dipped a little more——

The smell from the top of his nose directly made him lose his composure on the spot: "Ahem!"

Knowing that this was the result, Ma Sheng really had no choice but to help his forehead, and moved the plate to his side so as not to be affected: "I told you not to eat, so I don't eat. I'm used to eating. I used to rely on this to keep me refreshed." .”

"You medical students are indeed perverts."

Uehara Katsumi, who immediately picked up his water glass and started to drink, couldn't stop his verbal aggrandizement. Asagi picked up his dipping plate, put the sushi in his mouth, picked up wasabi and put it in his mouth without changing his expression. He didn't forget to glance at him when he was done. glance.

The movement is very slow, the chewing speed is also very slow, but the silent contempt is overflowing at a glance.

After pouring three cups of warm water, Uehara Katsumi finally regained his strength, with a face as thick as a city wall, completely ignoring his embarrassment just now, wiped his wet lips with a tissue, picked up his chopsticks, and ate like a normal person .

It looked like he wanted to put all the sushi on the plate into his stomach before Aso could react.

"Waiter, please order two extra special sushi."

Putting down his chopsticks with great interest, he watched his friend gobble up the vengeance. After nearly half of the remaining sushi on the plate was cleared, Aso Shishi raised his hand to greet the waiter and ordered two sushi of the highest grade.

Katsumi Uehara, who burped, was still complacent. When he heard that there were two more special sushi, he was stunned on the spot: "Did you win the lottery?"

"No, I just suddenly wanted to try the top-notch sushi that this high-end sushi restaurant is proud of."

Ma Sheng, who was only half full, jokingly raised his eyebrows: "Then I suddenly remembered that I hadn't given any greeting gifts when I arrived at the hospital, so I planned to try it. If it tastes good, I will pack the leftovers back to the department for my colleagues to taste." taste.

"As for money, I still have some savings, and with my current salary after joining the company, a few high-end sushi don't feel bad."

Aso, who moved his buttocks on the chair, really raised his legs, and looked at his friend with playfulness in his eyes: "But, can you still eat it now? This is a premium sushi."

"...Eat, if you don't eat, you don't eat."

Touching his slightly swollen stomach, Uehara Katsumi, who really couldn't see Asakusa's complacent look, collected himself and gritted his teeth.

It's a matter of face, you can't lose your reputation!
"If you feel indigestion in the afternoon, remember to come to me, and I will help you find an experienced doctor colleague to take a look." Ma Shengshi, holding back a smile, took out a very simple business card from his trouser pocket, Put it on the desktop and push it in front of your friends.

Katsumi Uehara glanced at——

Mihua Central Hospital, Department of Orthopedics, Masang Shishi.

"Use your real name?"

"The recommendation letter from the old senior at the Yueying Island Clinic stated that Asagi was honest. I confessed my identity to him, and he also knew my father."

Katsumi Uehara squeezed his business card and looked at it carefully for a while, grinning, and looked up and down at his friend: "In the future, if there is something wrong with my bones, I will definitely not go to Mihua Central Hospital for you to operate on me."

"My former mentor may be more awesome than you can imagine."

Looking at each other with a smile, the indifferent Ma Sheng shrugged and said, "And you'd better pray that you don't need to be sent to me for surgery. I'm good at saving lives, not maintenance."

"The Taoist said that I will live a long life without disease or disaster. You will not have this opportunity."

"You still believe this?"

"Whenever I go out and feel my left eyelid twitch, I believe it."

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"……What did you say?"

Metropolitan Police Department, Search Unit [-], Violent Crime Division [-] office area.

The head of the department, Mu Mu Shisan, who had returned after a long journey, was shocked by the subordinates who came to report the situation before his buttocks warmed up in the office chair. He stared at his right-hand assistant with rounded eyes: "There is a No.7 dead?!"

"Yes, the police department."

Shiratori Ren Sanlang nodded with a serious face and said: "Like the first six dead, No. 7 dead was still soaked in the fish tank when it was found. Of course, the same thing is written [NEXT] Metal nameplate."

The photos of the scene were unfolded one by one by Shiratori Ren Sanlang on Mumu Shisan's large desk. The scarlet blood and the expression of the deceased before he died, full of horror and horror, made this person feel overwhelmed from the bottom up. The face of the decades-old veteran police department is terribly dark.

"This bastard!"

Clenching a fist with one hand and subconsciously hammering down on the desk, Mu Mu Thirteen clenched his teeth tightly. The four letters stained red with blood were like invisible knives piercing straight into his chest, making him panic.

"Have you found out the identity of the deceased? What about the details of the corpse?"

"The identity has been verified, but the specific situation of the corpse... the police department, we are still queuing up, and the forensic doctor is busy." Shiratori Ren Sanlang was also very helpless.

The fucking number of forensic doctors made them, the police, have to make an appointment in advance to determine the cause of death of the deceased.If I had waited before, I would have waited, but this time it was a serial murder case——

It took seven days before and after, and there were seven more corpses that needed to be clarified to determine the direction of investigation.

The first fucking body hasn't even been on the autopsy table yet!
"I'm going to apply for a special procedure, Shiratori, you continue to check the social circle of the No. 7 deceased to see if he has any intersection with the first six deceased."

Even Megushisan has nothing to say about the chronic illness that has plagued the Japanese police force for many years, such as the shortage of forensic medical personnel.

"I understand. I will continue to follow up on this case."

Even though he feels that he is capable, facing such a serial murder case where the deceased has no common ground, no matter how confident Shiratori is, he will inevitably feel a little frustrated.

He had a hunch, a hunch he didn't want to admit—

If the murderer had finished his killing and disappeared from the scene, then he probably wouldn't be able to solve the case, resulting in the case becoming a headless unsolved case in the archives.

"Ugh……"

Sighing, Shiratori walked out of the boss's office and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.In the past, he must have been ready to try to invite Sato to have dinner together near the end of get off work.But now, not in the slightest mood.

"Why did Shiratori sigh as soon as he came out of the Mumu Police Department's office? Was he scolded?"

Holding a box of post-meal digestion tablets that he just bought in his hand, Uehara Katsumi, who was leaning against Sato's work station with a thermos cup in his hand, ate two of them. Seeing this, he couldn't help poking Sato Miwako's shoulder, and asked curiously.

"It seems to be about the case he was in charge of before. There are more and more dead people, but the forensic doctor has not been on the line for a long time." Sato, who was still helping to polish the report on Moon Shadow Island, put down the pen in his hand and changed the scribbles. Finally, the completed notebook was pushed to the man's side: "It's finished, you can just copy a copy. But it's okay, there really won't be a next time."

"Of course, as a thank you, I'll treat you to dinner tonight, Sato." Katsumi Uehara, who didn't care about drinking, extended the invitation without even reading the report.

"You're still taking Xiaoshi tablets now, are you sure you still have stomach to eat tonight?" Miwako Sato leaned on the back of the swivel chair, pouted at the health care product in the man's hand, and tilted her head amusedly.

"It's just that I ate too much at noon—hiccup! Besides, inviting you to dinner doesn't mean I want to eat."

Katsumi Uehara, who rubbed his stomach, subconsciously hiccupped, and Miwako Sato shook his head again and again: "Okay, you should hurry up and hand in the report."

"No hurry, tomorrow is the deadline. We still come to discuss how to treat you to dinner and express our gratitude. It is said that there is a newly opened bullfrog restaurant in Kabadocho. The special dishes are delicious. Are you interested?"

"Let's talk about it when I'm on vacation."

Miwako Sato raised the folder in her hand, got up and approached the man with raised eyebrows: "Or, are you planning to stay tonight and help me write the report?"

"Do you know what my favorite phrase is?"

"What is it? The transformation of Masked Superman? Or something Cao Cao said in the Three Kingdoms?" Sato Miwako, who was leaning against the table, shrugged.

"No, it's because I'm not active after get off work, and I have a problem with my brain."

Katsumi Uehara, who picked up his report, raised his eyes and looked at the time, and the time really broke: "That's it, Sato, let's go have dinner together when you are on vacation!"

Miwako Sato, who was standing there, was stunned for a moment, but after realizing it, she couldn't help but shook her head and laughed dumbfoundedly.

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