Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 96 Shame, Shame [Chapter Three]

"...Are you speaking human language?"

Hao Sumi shook his head, "Not everyone is as thick-skinned as you, and I'm an outsider after all, so it's hard to say anything."

"How should I put it, from a policeman's point of view, it is very dangerous to escalate conflicts and emotional disputes due to lack of effective communication. Especially as you said, their current conflicts have reached the point where they need to quarrel every now and then. the point.

"My colleagues and myself have seen many cases like this. In the beginning, the cases that sat down and communicated with each other were fine, but in the end it was escalated to homicide because the couple couldn't open the mouth."

Putting down the photo, Katsumi Uehara said seriously: "Both of them have friendship with you, and this man named Tatsuya Kimura is more willing to confide these inside stories to you, so I think it is very suitable for you to call these two people out in private. .”

Seeing that Katsumi Uehara's tone became more serious, Hao Sumi frowned immediately: "I tried it before, but they would quarrel before they could say a few words."

"Maybe, you can try to date one person first, and then date another person."

Katsumi Uehara raised his eyebrows and said, "For example, ask Mari Terahara to hide in a private room first, and tell her to show her the true face of Tatsuya Kimura;

"Then ask Tatsuya Kimura to come over, just drink and chat as usual, inadvertently lead the topic to Mari Terahara, and let Tatsuya Kimura confide in you again about his feelings for Mari Terahara and the reasons for the quarrel.

"A very simple method, but very effective."

Uehara Katsumi, who still remembered something about the case, said.

He still has some impressions of some tragic episodes in the Conan series. The case of Tatsuya Kimura and Mari Terahara should be regarded as one of the examples in the early episodes of Conan that made people feel uncomfortable.

A rock singer named Tatsuya Kimura fell in love with a girl named Mari Terahara in an amateur band. In order to be with her, he even asked the record company to sign his beloved when he was signed. a woman as his agent;

The woman who knew the news was very happy, but what followed was low self-esteem.

She felt that she was ugly and not worthy of Kimura Tatsuya, who was about to debut.So she decided to go for plastic surgery and return to the man she loves in a beautiful appearance.

But Tatsuya Kimura thinks that Terahara Mari has no need to do this at all, and there is no need to care so much about other people's eyes.

He wanted to say something, but his awkward, venomous, arrogant and immature character turned the advice that poured into his mouth into unreasonable insults, which made Terahara Mari, who loved him deeply, gradually dissatisfied, and even anger.

She felt that she fed the dog with love, and felt that the reason why this man asked her to be an economic agent was because he wanted to humiliate her, so she had a murderous intention.

Two people who love each other, because of their unspoken expressions and their immature personalities, eventually lead to a tragedy of poisoning.

"It sounds good. If you talk about it, you won't kill people because of love and hatred." Sumi Hao thought about this method, but it is not impossible, after all, the best way to treat Tsundere is to hit a straight ball.

As long as I'm straight enough there's very little misunderstanding—

Ok?
wrong.

How could I have assumed that the two of them would kill each other?
Sumi Hao, who came back to his senses in an instant, his eyes fell on the man in front of him - Katsumi Uehara was drinking milk tea with his head up, gulping down a few gulps until he bottomed out.

"I just think the situation you mentioned is very dangerous, very similar to those love murder cases I have dealt with before, so I just mentioned it."

Katsumi Uehara, who noticed his friend's gaze, threw the can into the trash can casually: "It's up to you whether you do it or not. After all, I don't know them. I just want to be a kind person. You know, I have always been very caring."

"Love? Like that criminal Sato?"

Sumi Hao raised his eyebrows: "Don't deny it, I saw it when I went to see you in the ward before, the relationship between you and her is very ambiguous."

"I will never deny someone I like to anyone."

Katsumi Uehara raised his legs with a smile on his lips: "You are always so magnanimous, you should all learn from me."

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"Learn from him? Is it possible to learn..."

In the evening, the Metropolitan Police Department searched the office area of ​​the Division [-] Violent Crime Division [-].

Some of the policemen who had just finished the meeting looked at each other, their voices full of helplessness.

But whoever has that ability, who wouldn't want to be Yuan Keji.

A hero may have a short life, but that spirit is always fascinating.

"But having said that, when will Uehara come back to work? We haven't held a celebration party for him yet, to celebrate his promotion." Chiba Kazuno, who was chewing a chocolate bar to replenish his energy, returned to his work station and asked several colleagues .

"I don't know. The Megure Police Department doesn't seem to have said anything. Do you know about Sato?" Takagi Tsutomu turned to look at Sato Miwako who threw a pen and paper on the table and hugged her head——

"If there are no accidents, it will be about two months later. He will have to go to the hospital for a review in one month, and he will go to work in two months. That's what I know."

In the slightly gloomy eyes of Shiratori Nisaburo at the side, Miwako Sato, who was a little bit full of blood revival when talking about Uehara Katsumi, turned around in a chair and said.

"Actually, if you speak, Sato, I can go to work now."

——? !

The sudden voice startled the core team of the three departments who were sitting together. Turning their heads to look, Katsumi Uehara, who was wearing a wine-red windbreaker, came into view immediately.

"Uehara? Why don't you come out and run around after recuperating at home?" Sato Miwako, who was the first to react, turned dark.

"Actually, I feel like I can kill a cow with one punch right now—oh, it hurts, it hurts, don't do it, don't do it, I'll fall to the ground, let me tell you."

Katsumi Uehara, who cried out in pain in advance, opened his hands in a Jeet Kune Do pose and fiddled around, blocking Miwako Sato from getting up and trying to grab him.

Miwako Sato, who couldn't help laughing, looked at the man with the corners of her mouth upturned several times, and then suppressed it, but the smile between her brows couldn't be concealed no matter what.

In the end, he had no choice but to turn his head to look at his colleagues, and spread his hands to indicate that he had no choice but to let him make trouble.

"Hair is growing again, Uehara."

After waking up to go to work, Shiratori Ren Saburo, who learned the whole story from his colleagues, looked at the lively friend in front of him, opened his hands sincerely, and gave him a hug: "Welcome back, promotion celebrations can't escape. "

"It's a bit unfair, I didn't get your promotion wine."

After greeting his friends one by one, Uehara Katsumi leaned on his desk, looked at the blackboard that had nothing left, and spoke with emotion.

"I was lying on it purely for the time, and it was really lying down all the time."

Shiratori Ren Sanlang smiled self-deprecatingly: "If Xi Ying came to shoot the criminal investigation animation drama version, I am afraid that my role would be the most attractive in the script, full of sex scenes. As a result, after actually watching it, it was really just Lie in bed the whole time."

The self-deprecating self-deprecation of the approachable rich second generation and the unassuming Shiratori Ren Saburo directly aroused laughter in the chat atmosphere of the members of the core group.

"To be honest, Uehara, I envy you. You have done what I can't do, and you have done what I dare not do. To be honest, I really don't have your courage."

At night, in the karaoke box.

Shiratori Ren Saburo with a tie on his forehead hooked Uehara Katsumi's shoulder drunkenly, raised his glass and drank it down: "I really envy you."

"Okay, Shiratori, don't drink with Uehara anymore, he was already injured and it didn't take long for him to be quick."

Miwako Sato, who came back after checking out on behalf of Katsumi Uehara, who was also drunk, looked helplessly at the two who had been stepping on stools on their seats and singing, and helped their foreheads.

Looking to the side, even the mature Takagi Shepherd had drunk too much.

Fortunately, Chiba and Shinobu didn't drink much and were still sober.

"Sato, please send Uehara back first. After all, he has just recovered, so Shiratori and Takagi will be handed over to me." Chiba Kazunobu smiled and pointed to Uehara Katsumi who used the wine bottle as a microphone, and looked left and right at Takagi who was crying like ghosts and wolves. She and Shiratori Ren Saburo.

How to fight this battle?
This battle cannot be fought.

Miwako Sato's defensive line fell apart after tonight.

"Hiccup~"

Katsumi Uehara, who hiccupped, was held up by Miwako Sato, said goodbye to the three people in the box, and walked out slowly.

"Miwako... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you..."

The drowsy man tried his best to keep his feet steady, stepping on the snow on the road, pushing Miwako Sato to the inner edge of the road.

"Lied to me? What did you lie to me?"

Miwako Sato, who was already planning to walk towards the parking lot, stopped and turned to look at the drowsy man.

"My tuition is actually not won by playing mahjong, but by being a model..."

"model?"

Miwako Sato blinked, and tentatively asked: "Then, can I have a look?"

"No, no, it's all black history, absolutely not. That bastard Sumi Hao actually secretly left a copy..."

"Then...is there any more? You kept it from me, or lied to me?"

"Oh, does playing mahjong with your aunt count?"

"What else? For example, those ex-girlfriends who came to visit you in the hospital?" After a little hesitation, Miwako Sato asked, "Do you still like one of them?"

"I only like you—hicc~"

The corners of the woman's mouth under the street lamp couldn't help but she quickly restrained the heart that was beating rapidly in her chest: "You're drunk, self-denial."

"No, absolutely not, I'm sober."

Letting go of the arm on Miwako Sato's shoulder, Katsumi Uehara staggered two steps forward, stepped on the snowdrift and raised his hands high, shouting to the sky, "I—ah!"

The snow under the feet slipped and fell directly on the ground.

The speed was so fast that Miwako Sato had no time to pick it up, so she could only stand there with one hand on her hips, covering her face and looking at the man who fell on the ground and threw a snowball at herself.

Shame, shame again.

Fortunately, she was the only one this time—

Ok?
Looking left and right at the deserted streets, Miwako Sato pursed her lips and took out her mobile phone like a thief, turned on the camera function, and pointed the camera at the man who was having fun playing in the snow.

It can't be that only her embarrassing appearance is recorded, and now those black histories can be destroyed.

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