How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

Xin Haikong's itinerary for today was temporarily decided after hearing about the tickets that Conan and the others had bought from Toru Amuro in the morning.

Toru Amuro and Conan would know, and he could understand.

But how did the blond man know he was going to get into this car?

Could he have something to do with the bomb thing?

No, if the bomb was related to him, he was here to kill himself, how could he just save himself.

So how did he get his itinerary?

Xin Haikong frowned.

From a long time ago, he began to wonder if his whereabouts had been leaked.

When he was at the Rice Flower Hospital three years ago, why was Shuichi Akai able to guard there so accurately to snipe the prisoners who held him hostage?

On the Shinkansen, why did Gin wait at home as soon as he returned from his mission.

And now, the ticket bought in the morning, why can this person catch up with the bus at one o'clock in the afternoon?

The most plausible explanation for all of this is—

A locator was installed on his body.

Since three years ago or even earlier, he has been fitted with a locator.

The locator should be installed by Gin himself. From this point of view, the blond man should have something to do with Gin.

So, the blond guy is from the winery?

Xin Haikong couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look outside the cab.

There is a piece of glass with a privacy film in the middle of the cab, which can see the outside situation from the inside, but cannot see the inside situation from the outside.

The blond man was leaning on the aisle at this time, still holding the railing with his bleeding hand, his sky blue eyes closed slightly, and his face still had no expression at all.

Who will it be?

Xin Haikong turned his eyes back to the forum.

Today is also a happy day: be careful to slap the face upstairs, many of the dead are also very handsome. But do you think this new character might be another vest for M? Just, isn't it about to choose one of three?

Back to basics: oh oh oh! possible! I can accept this explanation. In the last chapter, when M left the stage unrestrainedly, Tou Zi's psychological activities were obviously laying the groundwork for M's re-appearance. The recent main line should revolve around M's identity.

Yokohama No. 1 detective: To be honest, I feel that this uncle in police uniform is more suspicious than the blond man.

First of all, both Chinese and Japanese police are not allowed to have big beards, but this guy has a big beard, I can't understand.

Secondly, although the purpose of the blond man's appearance is not clear, he really saved Brother Kong, and the policeman on the bearded side almost killed Brother Kong.

Again, the facial expressions and movements of the bearded man are very incompatible with his age. In his forties, he was able to walk like a fly. He was older than Brother Kong, but he kept saying honorifics to Brother Kong. Brother Kong had seen and heard the description of a bomb that Matsuda thought was basically useless. He could easily dismantle it, and it took three minutes. . You heard that right? Three minutes?

Lujianghe: The detective is right. Beards and body movements are suspect. I don't know if you have paid attention to it, but Kogoro Mauri's movements are completely different from the same age as this bearded man.

The trend on the forum gradually turned to question the bomb disposal police sent by Aichi Prefecture.

It is true that the police are not allowed to have beards, long hair, curly hair and other requirements, but in fact, there are not a few people who violate this requirement.

Older, well-respected police officers have the habit of wearing a little beard, like the Mumu police department, or Nakamori Ginzo from Kuaidou.

But it is rare to see such a messy beard like this uncle. It's like he doesn't care about his appearance at all.

And the way he looked when he jumped over, so neat and tidy, it can only give people two feelings, one is agile, and the other is a lot of courage.

New concept love: If you count the blond man and the bearded man, plus one of Kong Ge or Matsuda, we have one of the three M choices!

Green sea: oh oh! Knock the bowl and wait for the update, this time I stand with a beard.

Cactus Boy: Then I'll take the blond guy. The blond man couldn't tell that he deliberately saved Brother Kong to gain his favorability, and then deceived Brother Kong's body and mind, and took the opportunity to break into the Metropolitan Police Department!

Has the Metropolitan Police Department closed down today: Then I'll stand on the blond man too. But I would love to see M and Kong join forces against the red side. The Metropolitan Police Department is a case every day, and I have to be hospitalized every three days. It is better to defect to the winery. With the IQ of Kong bro, I can definitely get a code name in two days, and be a boss in three years, and then let M support my Kong bro on the throne. , the villain yyds.

A man who relies on a woman should not: although but. Upstairs, you said yesterday "Did the winery close down today?" Did you switch camps too quickly...

Has the Metropolitan Police Department closed down today: I have been standing for Brother Kong. Before, Brother Kong was in the Police Department, so the winery had better close down quickly. Now that the police are not human, it would be better for Brother Wuli to go to the winery as soon as possible. .

Die of laughter, he's at the winery right now.

The speed of the train has begun to slowly decrease. Xin Haikong looks out of the window through the forum. The originally empty scene outside the window is gradually blocked by the high isolation board.

The train slowly entered the station, and there were many police colleagues that Xin Haikong was very familiar with standing on the platform.

The train that just drove away was still parked on the track next to them.

The speed of the train dropped to the end, and it was not much different from walking. Xin Haikong got up from his seat and walked out of the cab.

The door just opened, and the police swarmed up.

Matsuda Jinping was at the back at this time.

His black eyes looked at the new sea and sky silently, like stagnant water without any waves.

There was no expression on Jun Lang's face, and it was not at all anxious, nervous or angry as Xin Haikong had expected.

This kind of Matsuda Jinping is rare, and it also makes Xin Haikong hesitate.

"Matsuda..."

Matsuda Jinping is actually not nervous about Shinkai.

On the contrary, when there was a harsh rubbing sound on the other end of the phone and he hung up passively, his heart also twitched, as if he was suspended in mid-air, swaying and unable to fall to the ground.

What's wrong?

What happened and why did you hang up suddenly?

The panicked brain kept guessing all the unknown possibilities, and countless messy memory fragments rushed into my mind.

He even recalled what Xin Haikong said three years ago when he was a rookie police officer.

"The profession of police always seems to be unavoidable sacrifice..."

"If one day you see my body—"

There will be no such day. Matsuda Jinhei could not imagine such an "if".

He tried to call back.

But no matter how you call back, that end is always off.

He called the Aichi Prefectural Police, who was in charge of the response, only to get a succinct reply that the train had left.

Is the new sea and air on board?

Did the bomb explode?

All know nothing.

The countdown, which was very little left, returned to zero little by little. When the pointer really passed the number directly above, his heart no longer seemed to be suspended in mid-air.

His heart was pinched together, and he even inevitably thought about whether the bomb had exploded.

Until the Megumi Police Department, who was also waiting with him at Tokyo Station, received a transfer call from the Metropolitan Police Department.

On the other end of the phone, a rough male voice briefly explained what happened, including how Xin Haikong failed to jump from the car and was injured, how the bomb was defused, and the loss of Xin Haikong's mobile phone.

Matsuda Jinhei's heart calmed down. But he didn't know how to face Xin Haikong.

He felt that since the day Xin Kaikong was kidnapped, or, in other words, since Yugu and Xin Kaikong talked, he and Xin Kaikong began to have secrets that they couldn't tell each other.

It's not right to say that, there are many secrets between him and Xin Haikong.

Xin Haikong has always been a very mysterious person, although Xin Haikong himself does not seem to feel it.

From the first time he saw this junior at the Metropolitan Police Department, countless secrets were piled up on him.

In the face of the dreaded inspection work, he will skillfully collect information in the computer room late at night, and he has a natural super-strong reasoning ability as if he is peeling the cocoon of the case.

In the face of the bomb, he panicked, but he was bold enough to take himself as a hostage to exchange the lives of everyone in the hospital.

He didn't see through this junior who just graduated from the police academy from the beginning, and he didn't see it fully three years later.

But this secret is different, like a huge gulf drawn between him and the new sea and sky.

He knew that Xin Haikong was on the other side and faced countless risks alone, but he couldn't get through.

That's what kidnapping is all about.

The same is true of Shinkai Air being suddenly transferred to Osaka without any warning.

The bombs on the Shinkansen are still the same.

He knew very well that the place where Jianggu could hide for so many years and could not come back must be the Longtan Tiger Den. But there was nothing he could do.

Xin Haikong looked at Matsuda's cold face, and his heart began to beat.

"Xinhai police officer, are you okay?"

The Mumu police department has already stepped into the car and walked to Xin Haikong's side. "The Fangcun police officer has already told us about the train, and we will inform the station to impose certain penalties on the driver who did not comply with the regulations."

Is it just punishment?

But that's all there is to it. Even the driver who drives the train all year round cannot be unaware that doing so will kill someone.

The driver can also bite to death, pretend to be innocent and pretend that he doesn't know the consequences of doing so, all of which are just out of fear of the bomb going off.

Even if Xin Haikong really died there because of such a reason, the driver would be sentenced to at most one negligent death. Don't delusional death penalty, even if it is imprisonment, it may not be long.

It has always been the case where human malice and the law cannot take into account.

However, Fangcun?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the bearded police officer, who was leading the police officers from the explosive ordnance disposal squad who got into the car to the back compartment. The police officers seemed to want to check the bomb situation with their own eyes.

Matsuda Jinping also followed behind the bearded police officer without a word, and crossed the new sea and sky.

"I'm fine, Officer Mumu." After seeing the uncle's back disappearing at the end of the carriage, Xin Haikong turned to look at Mumu, "That police officer Fangcun, who is he?"