Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 59 The Game Begins [Second Update]

Among other things, the scale of this crime alone is the largest that Uehara Katsumi has ever seen since his career, and the case is also the most complicated he has ever seen since his career.

Not to mention that there is a bomb that is equal to all beings.

No matter how you look at it, you have a headache.

He has only been working as a police officer for about a year, and it is unlucky that he can still get involved in such a case.

Turning the pen in his hand, Katsumi Uehara, who gradually made up his mind, took the notebook and began to type up the draft of the application.

Regardless of whether this conjecture is correct or not, as a policeman, you must not let go of even the slightest possibility, even if there is a 99% probability that this possibility will be futile in the end.

There are so many large football stadiums in Tokyo, and if you want to investigate them one by one, you must have the cooperation of the members of the explosive ordnance disposal team of the mobile team.

And just when he was about to start writing, Kogoro Moori arrived.

To be more precise, Miyazawa Yuka arrived.

"Criminal Uehara."

"Moori detective? You are really competent as a guardian." Seeing Conan in the classic blue suit skin version next to Mori Kogoro, Uehara Katsumi felt an unspeakable sense of weirdness in his heart.

Mori Kogoro, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, could only smile awkwardly, and said again what he had said to Miyazawa Yuka before: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Uehara Criminal, my daughter is already here to pick you up." Conan is on his way, he will never run around and affect your work."

"It's okay, I understand."

Katsumi Uehara, who put down the pen and paper, waved to an idle police officer not far away: "Tasuo, please come and take notes for the Maori detective, mainly to ask about the relevant content of the case, and then arrange for this man named Edo Chuan Conan's kid."

"it is good."

The police officer who was called out responded, then glanced at the workstations of Takagi and Chiba, and asked curiously, "Where are Takagi and Chiba?"

"Both of them are investigating serial murders outside."

Katsumi Uehara, who returned to his work station and took the notebook, waved at Yuka Miyazawa, who was wearing a black down jacket, then turned his head and said, "There are two new clues that need to be followed, and they won't be able to come back for a while. "

After the autopsy, the deceased doctor No. 1 who needs to be investigated and the Suzuki freight driver who was found to be in contact with the murderer, when Katsumi Uehara himself had to come back to ask Miyazawa Yuka, these two lines can only be handed over to Chi Ye and Takagi went to follow.

"Little devil, be good and don't run around causing trouble to others, understand?"

"Good~"

On the other hand, Mori Kogoro, who had warned Conan, was also taken away by the police for information related to the case.

Watching the four figures leave, Conan, who was still an obedient baby, jumped out of the chair, turned his head left and right to look around, and pressed the button on the frame of the tracking glasses.

Suddenly, a map showing the way appeared on the lens of the right eye.

However, after seeing the location of the target on the map, Conan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and even gently pulled down his glasses to confirm it.

What's going on, this policeman named Uehara Keji... just put the evidence box on his desk?

Conan Edogawa, who was full of doubts, found his bug in the box after stepping on the chair...

Is this because I was too busy to check?
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"That day...thank you for holding the umbrella for me and supporting me."

In the inquiry room, the woman who opened the door and sat on the chair showed a look of embarrassment on her face: "I didn't expect that we would meet again in this way."

"That's what any gentlemanly man would do, and I didn't expect that we would meet again in this way." After closing the door, Uehara Katsumi smiled and pulled out his chair to sit down, and put the notebook and pen on the table corner, staring at the woman in front of him.

The elegant black down jacket conceals a decent figure, the tail of jet black hair is coiled in a circle behind the head, and a pair of fluffy short boots are stepped on under the blue jeans;
The not-so-delicate facial features were painted with light makeup, and the sadness between the brows was lessened compared to that at the entrance of the Tokyo Metropolitan Prosecutor's Office.

"You suddenly came to me for questioning. Has my husband's case progressed?" Miyazawa Yuka looked at the man in front of her expectantly.

"Cough, it's barely counted, but we have to confirm one thing before we make a decision." Uehara Katsumi pursed his lips, coughed and nodded: "Mrs. Miyazawa, did your husband tell you in detail before his death?" What is the secret he knows?"

"Secret? Haven't I already answered this question before? You can look through my records. I don't know anything."

Miyazawa Yuka, who thought it was a breakthrough problem, was full of confusion: "The reason why I hired a Maori detective is to hope that he can help find out what this secret is. I think it is this secret that caused me to The husband was murdered."

"Okay, let's change the question. Where were you between 8:10 and [-]:[-] last night?" Katsumi Uehara leaned forward slightly with his upper body resting on the table, watching every inch of the expression on the woman's face with his eyes, and said sternly .

"8 to 10? I finish my meeting with the insurance company and go home."

Miyazawa Yuka, who gradually realized why she was questioned again, turned dark: "Wait a minute, Officer Uehara, are you suspicious of me? Do you suspect that I killed my husband?

"Are you kidding, why are you police officers outrageous one by one?!"

"No, no, Mrs. Miyazawa, you are worrying too much. I'm just making a routine inquiry." Katsumi Uehara waved his hand with a gentle smile: "So, that means you have been staying in Kabado-cho since 10 o'clock last night. home?"

Miyazawa Yuka, who took a deep breath, couldn't hide her dissatisfaction: "Yes."

"Then what did you do at home? Take a bath? Shower? Or cut fruit? Clean?"

"First take a shower, then change the clothes, clean the house, wash the furniture; then pray for my husband, and then go to bed after the prayer."

"Then Sayuri Matsumoto came to your house around midnight?"

Miyazawa Yuka, who subconsciously opened her mouth, was about to answer, but the words suddenly stopped when she reached her mouth. She raised her eyes to look at Uehara Katsumi, and said in a tone of anger, "Officer Uehara, what do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

The gentle smile on the corner of Uehara Katsumi's mouth gradually subsided, and his right index finger tapped the table regularly: "You just need to answer whether I am or not."

"No."

"Very good, next question, how long have you known Sayuri Matsumoto?"

"I don't know what nonsense you are talking about, I don't know her at all! I only know her Takasugi Toshihiko's fiancee, and we have never met once."

The woman who kept crossing her hands to express her emphasis was full of impatience: "What do you want to ask Officer Uehara?"

"What car did you drive to meet the insurance company last night?"

"My own car."

"Car model?"

"Mercedes."

"What's for dinner?"

"Sushi."

"Where did you eat?"

"Iroha Sushi Restaurant, I met with the insurance company when I came out of the Mori Detective Agency, Police Officer Uehara, what the hell—"

Katsumi Uehara narrowed his eyes slightly, caught the right moment and interrupted: "Then what did you do when you got home last night?"

"Didn't I say that?! Take a bath, cut fruit, clean the furniture—"

Miyazawa Yuka, who was completely impatient, paused, and her voice stopped abruptly.

Katsumi Uehara tapped the ballpoint pen a few times, opened the book and gestured "please" to her.

"..."

Miyazawa Yuka, who pursed her lips, showed a little helplessness between her brows: "I do know Sayuri Matsumoto, I used to look for her after my husband died."

"For what? To kill her to avenge your husband?"

"What? No, no, no, I'm looking for her to win her over."

Hearing this, Miyazawa Yuka's head shook like a rattle: "At that time, the police planned to close the case of my husband's death as an accidental car accident. I had no choice but to win over Ms. Matsumoto, because her father was a member of the Metropolitan Police Department. The administrator of Search Section [-]."

"Win? You?" Katsumi Uehara, who hadn't written a few words, stopped writing and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I saw the secret he discovered in my husband's USB flash drive, so I plan to use this secret to win Miss Matsumoto."

Miyazawa Yuka sighed: "But Ms. Matsumoto said that she already knew about this matter. If I failed to win over, I can only kneel shamelessly and beg Miss Kujo Reiko."

"I knew it a long time ago? What secret?"

"Toshihiko Takasugi plans to poison his fiancée Sayuri Matsumoto on the wedding day."

"..."

"It's true, I didn't lie!" Seeing Katsumi Uehara's speechless expression, Miyazawa Yuka who thought he didn't believe him hurriedly said: "My husband must have been silenced because he knew this secret!"

"So, what the hell were you doing last night?"

"...I'm trying to buy some people with money..." Miyazawa Yuka paused: "It's not the kind that is very popular."

"……you--"

"What did you say?!!!"

As soon as Uehara Katsumi's words came out of his mouth, a loud voice that could shock ordinary people suddenly came from outside the interrogation room——

"Check! Check it out for me!! Can't catch it at the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department?! Check it out for me!!!"

Mu Mushisan's roar was deafening, and Katsumi Uehara couldn't help getting up and opening the door when he was puzzled, leaning against the door frame and looking towards the direction of the office area.

"what happened???"

"I do not know."

"It seems that the criminal in the serial murder case sent another letter to the Metropolitan Police Department, saying that the chips are in place and the game begins."

——? !

Katsumi Uehara, who was leaning on the door frame, heard the comments of his colleagues, and his pupils shrank suddenly!
　Ask for tickets~Please follow up~
　　Put a small bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)