Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 29 The Four Heavenly Kings of the Three Elements
"Happy working overtime, bullshit, how can it be happy working overtime, and the salary is not bad."

Unhappily shaking the thermos, he lowered his head and glanced at the wolfberries and red dates soaked in it. Katsumi Uehara, who was mumbling for a while, moved his butt unceremoniously, and sat on Miwako Sato's seat.

The lingering warmth of the woman has not completely faded away, and the man who can still smell the lingering rhyme stretches his legs and shakes his toes, pouts and blew on the hot cup, taking a contented sip and chewing carefully.

The sweetness worth aftertaste lingered between the lips and teeth for a long time, and the idle Uehara Katsumi raised his eyes from time to time to look at the clock hands on the wall.

He needs to hang out the old curator a little longer.

"Satou, do you have Uehara over there? Why are you?"

Not long after, a figure hurriedly pushed the door in from the office area and came straight to the seat of Miwako Sato, but when he saw that the person sitting here was not Miwako Sato, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and his tone could not hide his surprise .

Who in the entire three departments didn't know that the police department made up the reputation of Yuan Keji who rarely worked overtime.

Normally speaking, at this time and at this point, he should not be seen in the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Obviously, I'm going to work overtime tonight." Uehara Katsumi, who was so bored that he started playing Snake and kept breaking his personal record, looked up, and the new personal record in the game was terminated in an instant: "So, what do you want to do with Miwako Takagi? "

Takagi She, together with Miwako Sato, Rensaburo Shiratori, and Kazunobu Chiba, is known as one of the Four Heavenly Kings under the command of Mu Shisan, the leader of the Three Departments of Search.

He is honest and diligent, although he is not too shrewd, but he is enough to be able to say "competent".

"Uh...it's actually not a big deal."

Looking at the proud boy of the professional team who entered the Metropolitan Police Department only a few months later than himself, Takagi Tsutomu, who noticed "the game is over", didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only scratch the back of his head with an awkward smile: "White Bird and Chiba couldn't get away for the time being, so I thought about asking Sato to help."

"Help me? The serial murder that Shiratori took the lead in?"

Katsumi Uehara, who put down his phone and picked up the thermos cup, frowned slightly, a little puzzled.Gao Mushe, who never expected to hear him ask such a question, suddenly lit up his eyes: "That's right, that's the case, is Uehara also paying attention?"

"I haven't paid much attention to it. It's just that Shiratori complained to me once before. Why, has there been a new dead?"

"That's not true, so far there are only seven dead."

Talking about serious matters, Takagi's face was solemn: "The main reason is that the workload in the social circle of investigating the seven dead is a bit heavy. Shiratori and Chiba have not closed their eyes all day and night. The Mumu Police Department brought back a few more Italians tonight." The robber is very busy, so I want to ask Sato about the time."

"Is that so..."

Knowing that, Uehara Katsumi subconsciously put his feet on the table, and pointed to the direction of the office gate: "Unfortunately, you are late, Sato was just taken home by her mother not long ago."

"..."

Tsutomu Takagi, who wanted to ask where Miwako Sato was, was obviously disappointed.

Now he wants to ask Uehara Katsumi if he has time to help, but... he knows something about this person's temperament——

Being able to let this man stay in the Metropolitan Police Department to work overtime shows that he is also in trouble, and there is a high probability that he will not be able to get out.

"Takagi, how is it, is Sato free to help tonight?"

After much deliberation, Takagi finally decided to leave. Before he could speak, the glass door of the office area of ​​the third division was pushed open.

The slightly swollen eye bags caused by not closing his eyes all day and night made the aristocratic Shiratori Ren Saburo, who has always paid attention to his external image, look extremely haggard, as did the fat man who walked in behind him.

Takagi Shakes his head regretfully: "No, Ms. Sato has gone home."

"That's right, then it's okay—huh? Uehara?" Shiratori, with one hand on his forehead, was about to return to his work station and squinted for a while, and almost thought he was hallucinating when he saw the man sitting next to Takagi.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? I can see you in the Metropolitan Police Department at almost eleven o'clock at night?" Chiba Kazushin was also a little surprised and yawned, sleepiness almost filled every part of his fat body.

"What, the law stipulates that I can't work overtime?" Uehara Katsumi felt like an orangutan being watched in a zoo at the moment, and raised his middle finger angrily.

Chiba Kazunobu, who worked hard all day and night, smiled brightly, and the mental fatigue seemed to be relieved a lot in this smile.

"No, it can only be said that it is rare."

Shiratori Ren Sanlang, who couldn't help but laugh, echoed, and the honest man Takagi just followed with a smile, but he didn't "add insult to injury".

"If you're so sleepy that you're hallucinating, go home and go to sleep. The bags under your eyes are so swollen that you're still having fun." Katsumi Uehara, who was powerless to refute, curled his lips and began to attack personally.

"I want to sleep, but the current situation is that seven people have died in a row. Even if I am sleepy, I can only sleep for a while." Sighing, Shiratori Ren Sanlang randomly pulled a chair and sat down, his expression a little gloomy.

As soon as the case was mentioned, Chiba and Shen, who grinned their teeth and wished to shoot the murderer on the spot, patted his general's belly, and said helplessly: "Yes, the seven dead people can't find any intersection at all from the surface, and even Their occupations are all varied, and there is absolutely no law of killing prisoners."

"We also looked through the files of the previous unsolved serial murder cases, but we didn't find any similarities with this case. Now we can only start from the occupation and third-level social circle of each deceased." Takagi who was also a little troubled She also pulled a colleague's chair and sat down, voicing bitterness.

The so-called three-level social circle, that is, colleagues, relatives, and friends.

Among them, the investigation and visit workload is not insignificant, and it is not exhausting.

"It's such an exaggeration, what's the situation with your case?" Katsumi Uehara, who was holding a thermos, was a little surprised.

"It started with what happened near the end of your leave, when I thought it was just a simple murder."

Flicking his unique Coral Sea hairstyle, Shiratori Ren Sanlang fell into the memory: "I took someone there when I received the report that day. The No. 1 deceased was a doctor. He was found dead in the fish tank of the apartment. The water was stained red, and the scene was bloody.

"At that time, we found the metal card with [NEXT] in the deceased's wallet, but we thought it was the deceased's own collection. But the next day, we received another report. The second died in The dead man in the fish tank appeared, he was a hospital security guard by profession. Of course, he also had a metal card in his wallet.

"Then the third, the fourth..."

Shiratori Ren Saburo's tone became more and more low, and the clenched fists unconsciously were enough to show that he was suppressing the anger in his heart.

Seeing that something was wrong, Gao Mushe immediately took over the conversation, and patted his friend's hand to signal him not to get too excited: "At first we thought it was aimed at the hospital, but the professions of those who died later are not compatible with doctors."

"To be precise, only the first two deceased were hospital-related."

Chiba Kazunobu also looked solemn: "Doctor, hospital security guard, financial practitioner, horse farmer, construction worker, power plant manager, truck driver. Putting these occupations together, we can't find any connection at all—"

"Huh? Why are you all here tonight? Aren't you going home so late?"

Chiba and Shinobu were talking, but their words were suddenly interrupted by a voice of doubt.Several people looked in amazement, and Miwako Sato was standing at the gate of the office area with a delivery lunch box bag, tilting her head slightly and looking suspiciously at the four people sitting around her desk who seemed to be in a meeting.

"Miss Sato? Didn't you get brought home by your aunt?" Takagi Tsutomu was taken aback for a moment, and the doubt that came out of his mouth was that Katsumi Uehara hurried too fast to stop him.

"what?"

Miwako Sato, who understood in an instant, locked her eyes on Katsumi Uehara, who stood up quietly and was about to run away on tiptoe.

"Well, I thought you took it home with a delivery. After all, it's been so long..."

Laughing awkwardly, Uehara Katsumi hastily raised his legs and ran away: "That's it, I still have a murderer to deal with, you guys talk slowly!"

"... Uehara, Keji!"

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts! Miwako! Komiwa! Sato-san! Sato-senpai! Shiratori, you heartless people just watch!"

　It took me a while to sort out the outline of the case, sorry, starting tomorrow is the normal time for two updates.

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