Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 47 The Last Time [First Update]

"Takagi, take out all the information on the serial murder case that you investigated before, Chiba, go and see how the bomber's bank account and phone number are going;

"I'll call the forensic doctor to see when it will be our turn."

The Metropolitan Police Department, the criminal department searched the office area of ​​the first division of violent crimes and the third department.

Miwako Sato, who pushed the door and walked in, gave the order vigorously. Takagi Tsutomu and Chiba Kazunobu, who also just came back, started busy again before they even had time to take a sip of water.

Katsumi Uehara, who took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie, moved his neck twice, returned to his station, covered the jacket on the back of the chair, and pushed the blackboard over after freeing up his hands.

"Hello? Hello. That's right, I'm Miwako Sato from the Third Department of Violent Crime in the First Investigation Division..."

Miwako Sato, who inquired about the status of the forensic doctor, was still communicating with others about the urgency of the case. After preparing a series of things, Katsumi Uehara had time to return to his desk and turn off the lid of the thermos cup to take a sip to moisten his throat. .

The sweetness of wolfberry and red dates rebounded on the tip of the tongue, and Katsumi Uehara pulled the chair not far from the blackboard with his mouth pursed. He picked up a pen and wrote the two serial numbers "Shinkansen Bomb" and "Serial Murder Case" on it.

"I asked, the bank account and phone number are still being checked, and there should be specific results within two hours at the latest." Chiba Kazunobu, who hung up the phone first, walked back to Miwako Sato's desk, and looked at the At a glance, Uehara Katsumi, who was writing and drawing on the blackboard, and Sato, who was still communicating with the forensic doctor, gave their own results.

"I see, thanks."

Miwako Sato, who also ended the call, brushed the loose hair on her forehead, her face was obviously not very good-looking.

Katsumi Uehara, who stopped writing, glanced back: "It seems that your result is not very satisfactory."

"The forensic doctor said that our autopsy will be in two weeks, which is already the fastest." Miwako Sato, who subconsciously brushed a few strands of hair loose in front of her forehead, sighed with one hand on her hip, her eyes full of helplessness .

"Two weeks later? What two weeks later?" Takagi She, who hurried back with a stack of documents in his arms, couldn't hear the previous words, and asked instinctively in doubt.

Katsumi Uehara, who was turning the pen between his fingers, shrugged: "Obviously, autopsy."

"This is something that can't be helped. Who made us have so few forensic doctors." Chiba Kazunobu, who wiped the corners of his mouth, sighed with emotion after grabbing a bottle of fruit juice from his desk. The current situation of the small number of people: "We can't just tie up a forensic doctor to help, and besides, we don't know any forensic doctor."

"Actually, it's not impossible."

Hearing this, the man who stopped turning the pen paused for a moment, and the moment the words came out of his mouth, the gazes of the three of them were instantly greeted——

"I have a friend who has a doctor's license and three years of hospital work experience."

Shaking the mobile phone that he took out of his trousers pocket, Katsumi Uehara, who had pulled over the chair and sat down, looked up at Miwako Sato, who's face darkened suddenly: "Are you kidding Uehara, autopsy is a very serious matter thing, it—"

"My friend once served as a forensic doctor on Moon Shadow Island. He didn't make any mistakes. Rounding it off, he should be regarded as a rich experience."

"once?"

The wet tongue pressed the slightly dry lips, and Miwako Sato put one hand on the top of the desk with one hand on his hip, and looked down at her: "Uehara, what we need now is an experienced old forensic doctor. The autopsy results will be It will directly affect our judgment on the case—"

"So, are you sure you want to wait two weeks for those old forensics?"

Uehara Katsumi, who was throwing the phone back and forth with his left and right hands, moved his mouth to the side: "Takagi and Chiba have been waiting for more than a week before, and finally they didn't get anything."

"..."

Miwako Sato, who was choked back in her stomach in an instant, blinked, then raised her eyes, and glanced at Takagi and Chiba.

"Uh... I did wait for 10 days." Under the pressure of the boss's eyes, the honest Takagi Tsutomu opened his mouth twice, and finally affirmed the authenticity of Uehara Katsumi's words.

Chiba Kazunobu on the side did not forget to poke his head out and add: "Counting today, it is already 11 days."

"3:1, you lost, Sato." Katsumi Uehara, who had already started flipping through the phone's address book, raised his left hand and raised three fingers.

"What? Wait a minute, Uehara, you—"

"Hello? Is it true? Are you interested in earning extra money after get off work today?"

With both feet hooked to the lower edge of Sato Miwako's desk, and his upper body tactically leaned back to avoid her blocking movements, Uehara Katsumi dialed Aso Shishi's phone number.

"What? No, no, no, I'm not asking you to sell fish. I'm not that unreliable. I eat all the fish I catch. What I mean is to introduce you to a forensic doctor's job..."

Three minutes later, Katsumi Uehara hung up the phone, looked up at the three of them spreading their hands together: "It's done, the forensic autopsy problem is solved."

Takagi and Chiba were dumbfounded;
Miwako Sato closed her eyes and patted herself on the forehead a few times, unable to say a word, her gestures were full of remorse for not being able to stop it in time.

Takagi, who didn't know much about the world of professional groups, came back to his senses and asked tentatively: "Criminal Uehara, your doctor friend..."

"Undergraduate student from the Faculty of Medicine of Dongda University, now working in Mihua Central Hospital."

"Bachelor degree?" Qianye's eyes lit up when he heard this background.

In Japan, those who can successfully get involved in the Faculty of Medicine of Dongda University at the undergraduate level and then successfully kill them are all dragons and phoenixes. It is basically impossible for such talents to condescend to become a forensic doctor.

"I can find out what I lied to you." Uehara Katsumi spread his hands together: "So, give me an opinion, do I need to call to cancel the appointment now?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Hiss... not good, I drank too much juice just now and I suddenly want to go to the toilet. Uehara, Sato, you talk first." Chiba Kazunobu suddenly pinched his legs, stood up from the chair, turned around and walked towards the bathroom , trembling with fat all over.

Seeing this situation, Takagi Shepherd, who was in a dilemma, couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and hurriedly raised his feet to chase after him: "Wait a minute Chiba, I am also me, together."

"Alright Takagi, together..."

"..."

The poor acting skills of the two subordinates made Miwako Sato's eyes twitch.

"So, do you want to go to the bathroom?" Katsumi Uehara, who laughed, immediately returned to his serious expression after breaking the merits, and his eyes returned to his partner who was currently authorized by Meguro Shisan.

Miwako Sato pursed her lips, put one hand on the desk, narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the man in front of her, her eyes gradually becoming dangerous.

"Huh?" Katsumi Uehara shook his phone innocently.

"Listen Uehara, when you first entered the Metropolitan Police Department a year ago, I should have told you that the most important thing for our police to handle cases is not to mess around."

After staring at each other for a while, Miwako Sato slowly leaned down and approached the man, and said, "But it seems like you haven't heard much from me this year."

As the distance between the two got closer, Katsumi Uehara, who could already hear the woman's breathing, raised his eyebrows, and said noncommittally, "I remember that the police manual said that it is possible to handle special matters."

"The last time." Miwako Sato raised her right hand, spread her five fingers, and said sternly.

"make a deal."

Katsumi Uehara raised his hand and gave her a high five.

"You write the application yourself. I don't know your doctor friend."

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