Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 202 Beating My Teammates
Called, but no one answered.

When he finally got in touch with Hiroki Tsuji, the local tyrant had already gotten into the helicopter and was about to take off.

The White Bird Police Department rushed to the airport in a car, and pulled him out of the driver's seat at the critical moment.

After explaining the situation in a few words, the police persuaded, "Don't fly today. Before we catch the prisoner, please stop other highly dangerous activities as much as possible."

"How can a helicopter ride be considered a dangerous activity? I have very good skills." Hiroki Tsuji patted the fuselage, not paying much attention:
"Besides, this airport is guarded and maintained by special personnel. The helicopter cannot be destroyed at will. It will be safer after flying into the sky—the gangsters will not shoot me down with missiles."

Hiroki Tsuji said, amused himself, and sneered while holding the cabin door.

The others didn't smile at all, and the Mumu Police Department was even more dizzy when they encountered such uncooperative crowds, but their feet were on their bodies, so he insisted on driving, and he had no reason to forcefully stop him.

Tsuji Hiroki looked at the dignified expressions of a circle of people, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up:
"If you really can't let go, why don't you just sit with me. It just so happened that I was released as a pigeon, and I feel a little lonely flying alone." Without the audience to watch his superb control skills, the fun of flying has been reduced by more than half.

Bai Shu looked at the gray "Tsuji Hiroki" on the notebook, and after he finished speaking, the words "Megure Police Department", "Moori Kogoro" and "Conan", "..."

I think you lack a severe beating from society.

If there is no problem with the helicopter, then the police only need to strengthen the vigilance on the ground.

And if something goes wrong with the helicopter, it doesn't make any difference whether there are one or four on it, only a few more fines.

Anyway, getting on a helicopter together and getting close protection or something is total bullshit.

But the brain circuit of the Megure Police Department actually matched Tsuji Hiroki.

He agreed to the proposal almost immediately, and asked Shiratori to go to Dongdu Airport, where the helicopter was scheduled to land, to strengthen security, and he and Kogoro Mori boarded the plane to follow.

"No no no no no!—no!"

Mori Kogoro, who was named by him, shook his head frantically, "I want to go to the destination with Shiratori Police Department to guard!"

"Then I'll go! Let me sit!" Conan, who had taken a taxi with Xiaolan to the airport a few minutes earlier, quickly raised his hand, but no one paid attention to him except Kogoro Mori knocked him on the head.

The Mumu Police Department is still the most used to the former subordinate of Mori Kogoro, and he dragged him to the helicopter, "The incident happened because of you, don't try to get away!"

"Who escaped! I, I, I just have a sudden urge to pee!"

The closer he got to the helicopter, the paler Kogoro Mori's face became, and the sweat dripped down like rain.

When being dragged past Bai Shu who was distracted, Mori Kogoro suddenly had a flash of inspiration and grabbed the very useful assistant, "Well, let Naoki go for me!"

"...Yes, yes." Bai Shu really had no objection, he just felt sorry for the button on his cuff that was about to fall off, "Can you let go of my clothes."

Grabbing the straw, Mori Kogoro's desire to survive was instantly overwhelmed. He insisted against the tonnage of the Megure Police Department, dragged Shiroki to make a 180° turn, pushed him in front of the Megure Police Department, and rushed to the silent onlookers at the speed of light. beside:

"I'm with Officer Shiratori! I wish you all the best of luck!"

"Oh, no future!", Mumu Police Department stared at him with eyes that hate iron and steel, thinking that the years are really a butcher's knife, and he actually cut his elite subordinates into such a cowardly appearance.

It was getting close to the requested flight time, Tsuji Hiroki looked at his watch, and sat in the cockpit without further delay.

Bai Shu followed into the co-pilot, and as soon as he sat firmly, he saw Tsuji Hiroki take out a translucent eye drop bottle from his pocket, raised his head and dripped a few drops into each eye.

After clicking, he blinked, and put the medicine bottle aside casually. After Megure police department also climbed on the plane and sat firmly, Hiroki Tsuji closed the hatch, and raised his hand to pull the joystick on the top.

But before he touched him, his arm was held down.

Bai Shu grabbed him with one hand, picked up his eye drops bottle with the other, and took a closer look, "When did you buy this?"

"Ah?" Tsuji Hiroki withdrew his hand inexplicably. He didn't know why he asked such a question, but seeing that the other party was with the police, he still answered, "I bought it from a pharmacy a few days ago, what's wrong?"

"Show me!" A child suddenly emerged from the blankets piled up in the back seat, and the Mumu Police Department sitting next to him almost jumped up in fright. He said in shock, "Conan? When did you come up?!"

"I also want to try what it's like to ride a helicopter." Conan pushed away the hand that was reaching out to grab him from the Megure Police Department, and leaned forward to look at the eye drops bottle, but he didn't see any problem, "Is there anything wrong? "

Bai Shu didn't speak, and raised the bottle to look at the light.

The bottle is now about three-quarters full of liquid.

But when searching Tsuji Hiroki's memory, he clearly remembered that the last time this person instilled eye drops, the liquid in the medicine bottle was slightly less than now.

How can this thing be used more and more, and the eyes can't spit water into the bottle upside down, so it's very problematic no matter how you look at it.

Of course, this cannot be said directly.

When Mu Mu couldn't help it at first, and asked him what was going on, Bai Shu unscrewed the bottle cap and pointed to the drip tip inside:
"When he was dripping eye drops just now, I saw very small scratches here, as if they had been pulled out by force."

"Where is it?" Conan almost posted it, "Why didn't I see it?"

Because I made it up.

Bai Shu screwed on the bottle cap with a serious face, and threw the small bottle to Conan, letting him study it by himself.

Tsuji Hiroki's eyes followed the bottle all the time, doubtful, "You're not bluffing me, are you?"

While fighting with Conan for the eye drops bottle, the Megure police department still had the energy to help Bai Shu, a former police intern, "We are the police, why should we lie to you! You first think about whether the eye drops have been tampered with !"

Before others mentioned it, Tsuji Hiroki really didn't pay attention to such commonly used small objects as eye drops bottles.

He could only try to recall, "I only take a few drops before driving or flying a helicopter, and I usually put it in my pocket or in a close-fitting bag. How could it be... ah!"

He obviously remembered something, paused for a while, stroked his chin and said uncertainly:

"After I drove the car out of the garage this morning, I suddenly heard the sound of glass shattering. I ran home and found that the window was smashed by a stone. The helper said it was probably a prank by a child in the suburbs, so I didn't pay much attention. At that time, the eye drops bottle seemed to be left on the car by me..."

"Why didn't you say such an important matter earlier!" Mu Mu police department interjected angrily.

I asked him before if there was anything unusual, but the kid still patted his chest and said no.

As a result, it is now said that the window was smashed by someone this morning. Do these people only have 7 seconds of memory!

"……Is it important?"

A helper will pick up the debris and have someone install new glass.To be honest, if the window shattered a little later, before Tsuji Hiroki was home, he probably wouldn't have known about it at all.

So in the eyes of Tsuji Hiroki, this is really not unusual.

But why... In the eyes of this group of policemen, breaking a window is like the sky falling?
Is it such a big deal for civilians to change windows?
Facing the oppressive eyes of the Megure Police Department, Hiroki Tsuji fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)