Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 54 See you tomorrow [First Update]

Just the act of listening to the reports of his subordinates with his hands behind his back, the aura of calmness and prestige has already emerged spontaneously.The unique temperament honed by decades of career as a front-line criminal policeman is the capital of this man's dazzling eyes in the crowd. The straight scar on his left eye is like a great medal to him.

Kiyoshi Matsumoto, the police officer of the First Investigation Division, and the immediate superior of Mu Mushisan.

Maybe it was because Uehara Katsuki took too long to look at it, and Matsumoto Kiyonaga, who waved his hand to signal Takagi to stop reporting, turned his head.After seeing Miwako Sato appearing in front of him with someone, Zhou Zheng showed a softness on his cheeks: "Are you in charge of this case, Criminal Sato."

"Yes, administrator. This is Katsumi Uehara, who was in charge of this incident with me. He was the accomplice who captured the prisoner at the Takasugi Group Building this afternoon." Miwako Sato nodded and walked side by side with her The man introduced.

Because her father, Masayoshi Sato, was a late former criminal policeman, she was more or less familiar to the older generation inside the First Investigation Section.

"Uehara Katsumi, I've heard of you, you did a good job."

With Miwako Sato as an intermediary, Kiyonaga Matsumoto set his sights on this man who could compete with the model in appearance and body.

Strictly speaking, Kiyomi Matsumoto said that he had heard of him is really not polite, after all, Katsumi Uehara still has a bit of a reputation in the first search section.

Before he appeared, the entire third department was the only safe zone in the first class that did not have a professional team of paddling policemen. As Japan's top rich second generation, Ren Saburo Shiratori turned out to be a desperate Saburo comparable to Mu Mu in the third department. It was true that everyone was stunned.

Just when several other department chiefs were feeling that Mu Mu Shisan was really lucky, Uehara Katsumi came in, and he also thoughtfully helped Mu Mu Shisan make up for the shortcoming of not having a professional team of water paddlers under his command. It made Mu Mushisan seem too out of place among his colleagues.

But now it seems that the rumors seem to be a bit misleading.

"You are over the top, this is what I should do."

Not sure what the immediate boss's boss came here for at this time, Uehara responded in a self-restraining manner, thinking secretly in his heart.

Came to find someone for your daughter?
"How is the interrogation of the prisoner you brought back, Sato?"

Unexpectedly by Katsumi Uehara, after a brief exchange of words, Kiyonaga Matsumoto turned his gaze back to Miwako Sato, the younger generation: "The bombing of the restaurant called Asahiju caused a great sensation, and the police spent It took a lot of time and energy to suppress this incident at the level of public opinion, if there is another explosion, the consequences will be disastrous."

"It has been confirmed that the prisoner still has 12 military-grade bombs in his hands. It has also been confirmed that the phone number for communicating with the bomber and the phone number for communicating with the prisoner we captured today are the same."

While saying this, Sato Miwako raised her eyes to meet Matsumoto Kiyonaga's gaze, and said with a heavy voice, "It's Takasugi Toshihiko's number."

"There are 12 more bombs? Are you sure Takasugi did it?" The expression on Matsumoto Kiyonaga's face did not change at all, and he still had a businesslike attitude.

"There is no conclusive evidence yet. We are preparing to have Toshihiko Takasugi's fiancée, your daughter, come to the Metropolitan Police Department for questioning."

"It should. If the matter is true, and Sayuri really helps him perjure himself, then you don't have to take my feelings into consideration, just do whatever you want."

Speaking of his daughter who is about to marry into a wife, Matsumoto Kiyonaga obviously sighed, and the corners of his eyes looked a little lonely: "I came here today to tell you this, if Takasugi Toshihiko uses my name Come to suppress you, then don’t bother. Do what you should do as a policeman, and you must be worthy of this police uniform, understand?”

"Yes, Administrator!"

After the three departments agreed with one voice, and finally glanced at the blackboard with information on the serial murder case, Matsumoto Kiyocho turned and left, leaving only one promise——

"Mu Mu can't help you with some things, but don't worry, I will come. The only thing you have to do next is to catch this damn serial murderer back to me, no matter who he is."

As the management officer of the first search section, Kiyomaga Matsumoto was able to withstand significantly more pressure and responsibilities than Megushi Thirteen.

At the moment when he is expected to be promoted to the head of the investigation section [-], he made such a promise at the risk of offending the in-laws' consortium, which surprised Uehara Katsumi.

At first he thought that the administrator was here to make a mess.

"Are you surprised?" Miwako Sato, who watched Matsumoto Kiyoshi go away, turned to look at her partner.

"A little bit."

"Do you know how Administrator Matsumoto got that scary scar on his left eye?"

"It shouldn't be cutting fruit."

"20 years ago, Administrator Matsumoto was still working on the front line. When he was chasing a serial murderer at the pier, he left this horrific scar on his left eye."

Walking to the blackboard and knocking on the surface, Miwako Sato turned her head, and with the sound of "duk tuk", her brows raised slightly: "So, do you understand why he came here?"

"Understood, let's recall the past. By the way, tell us if we have any questions, we can go to him. After all, generally speaking, serial murderers have certain common principles." Glancing at the gloomy sky outside the window, Uehara Katsumi put A picture of Takasugi Toshihiko was posted on the blackboard.

"It's the correct answer to delete the first half of your words."

"That's not certain." Taking a few steps back and looking at the new layout on the blackboard, Katsumi Uehara laughed without looking back: "Is there any result in the investigation of the craft material of the metal card?"

"There hasn't been a reply yet. I guess it will be difficult to get results in a short time. What about your autopsy?"

"The realization of this point should have already begun, and there will be results tomorrow morning."

"That is to say, I can drive the car back tomorrow morning?"

"If you don't say that I have forgotten this, I thought you liked to sit in my co-pilot."

"If you can get rid of the problem of narcissism, I think there should be more girls who like you."

"So, do you want to walk home from get off work tonight? Or take a taxi?" Pointing to the sky outside, Uehara Katsumi leaned his elbows on the blackboard frame, and looked sideways at the speechless woman.

"……the last time."

Miwako Sato pursed her lips, raised her hand to gather the scattered bangs on her forehead, raised an index finger and said sternly.

"OK, then you and I will go get the autopsy results tomorrow morning, and Chiba Takagi will bring Sayuri Matsumoto back for questioning. As for these two, let's stay for 24 hours." Glancing in the direction of the interrogation room, he returned to Picking up the suit jacket that he had taken off and thrown on the chair at the workstation, Katsumi Uehara took out a box of chewing gum from his pocket, took two pieces and flew them into his mouth.

The self-proclaimed magenta Mitsubishi EVO ejected and started, and was gradually engulfed by the hazy night.

"Good night, Uehara."

"See you tomorrow, Sato."

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