How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

Xin Haikong was half bent and walked in this long and narrow staff passage again.

The last time he walked, he was only about 1.6 meters. This time, he realized that the passage was really very narrow.

His heart was pounding, and he couldn't wait to verify that.

On that timeline, in the remaining four days, he did a lot.

After he arranged for Vodka to successfully turn against Fangmura Hirohiko, he took the other party to the prison where the kidnappers were temporarily imprisoned, and personally completed the revenge.

The muzzle, fitted with a silencer, didn't make much noise, and the riot caused by the fire left the guards too busy to take care of themselves, let alone the vicious criminals in the prison.

The process went smoothly, but in the end, the police personally pressed the news from the media and closed the case under the pretext of fire.

At the same time, Vodka took the evidence of Fangcun's revenge in time, and sent the photo to the other party's mailbox in the form of an envelope.

The photo is a gift to Fangcun, a reminder to the organization, and a certificate of nomination given to the winery by Fangcun.

Since then, Fangmura Hirohiko has no turning back.

In the name of M, Xin Haikong made an appointment with the other party for a second revenge for a period of eight years.

But he couldn't really wait until eight years later, and he didn't know anything after eight years.

So he printed out the method of revenge on a computer and sealed it in a safe in the bank under the organization.

Considering that since Amuro had gone undercover, the news had completely disappeared, and Koyamura Hirohiko would definitely not be able to find out where Amuro was. He directly pointed out to Fangmura Hirohiko that as long as he waited at the entrance of the playground, he would be able to see the person from that year.

Amuro Toru and Yoshimura Katori stood together as the only one of the two hostages who survived.

Yoshimura Hirohiko will definitely be impressed by his appearance.

To be honest, in the past eight years, Toru Amuro has really not changed much. His iconic short blond hair and wheat-colored complexion, I believe Fangcun must have recognized him at first sight.

The code to the safe, he only told the big vodka.

This guy turned out to be Fangcun's direct contact...

To be honest, Xin Haikong really did not expect that vodka was an intelligence officer.

Thick and thin, nothing more.

There are still no waste people around Jinjiu.

He asked Vodka to find an opportunity to inform Fangcun of the specific steps to obtain the method of revenge after eight years.

It is now eight years later.

They have walked for a long time, and the light not far away has become bigger and bigger.

Almost there.

Whether it is him, or Yoshimura Hirohiko, who is in charge of investigating the kidnapping case, he knows that there is a third passage in this haunted house.

So he also made it very clear in the letter, remember to blow up the third channel.

But just now, it was obvious that only two explosions sounded.

From the moment the plan was made, he realized that Hirohiko Fangmura might not follow the plan honestly.

He tried to ignore the factors eight years later and made the most complete plan from his perspective.

So here comes the question.

Why didn't Yoshimura Hirohiko blow up the staff passage?

Why didn't he actually kill Keigo Atobe?

Xin Haikong, who was standing at the back of the team, stopped, his eyes darkened.

He watched quietly, watching Amuro carrying the "stretcher" and taking the first step towards the light.

·

Toru Amuro held his hands behind his back and lifted the plank with difficulty.

The person named Jibu is not too heavy, mainly because of this pile of wooden boards. I didn't know what it was used for, and it was not heavy.

The thorns on the old wooden boards were stuck in his palms, aching faintly.

He forced his eyes open in the fierce sunlight, quickly looked around and found nothing out of the ordinary.

Matsuda followed in his footsteps and walked out, and Atobe Jinggo had been safely sent out of the haunted house.

From here, you can see the direction of the entrance to the haunted house. A few security guards gathered, looking around, as if they didn't understand why this cave that had been abandoned for so long suddenly collapsed.

"It's alright, come out!"

Matsuda turned back and shouted into the passage, stretched out his hand, and pulled Genta out of the hole.

Then it cooperated with the new sea and air inside to transport children one by one.

"The prisoner didn't find this exit."

Matsuda put the last child on the ground properly and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Yeah, that's fortunate."

Amuro Toru dialed the emergency number and received it.

It took a while to react, and he looked up at Matsuda Jinping. At this time, the other party turned back to pull Xin Haikong again.

Xin Haikong came out of the passage with Matsuda's hand, one hand still covering his eyes, and looked around in confusion.

What, did nothing happen?

"Anyway, let's take Jibu to the hospital first." He sighed and glanced at Jibu who was lying there. "We'll know what happened when he wakes up."

"Oh, yes, I have to call the police."

Xin Haikong patted his head, "I forgot, I'm no longer in the search class."

The ambulance drove in unhindered after Xinhaikong forced the park staff to give the green light with the police officer card.

The police who arrived at the scene entered the haunted house to carefully search for the remaining clues.

After receiving the notice, the parents of the children rushed to the amusement park in time to pick up the children.

Under Xin Haikong's "retention", Conan and Amuro Toru naturally stayed to investigate together.

·

The officers went to great lengths to cut open the collapsed entrance and exit, looking for traces of bomb residues inside.

"It is estimated that there are no traces. After the bomb exploded, there must be nothing left."

A little policeman spread his hands and said helplessly.

Matsuda shook his head.

"No. Anything leaves traces, even bombs."

He stepped forward to carefully observe the direction in which the falling rocks were concentrated, and rehearsed the original topographic map in his mind.

"We can at least find the location of the bomb the prisoner planted."

"There is one for the entrance and one for the exit, and they are installed on the top."

His face was a little ugly.

"The prisoner is very aware of the power of the bomb he installed, and only by calculating the exact location of the bomb can he achieve such a tight fit."

"what do you mean…"

Xin Haikong also looked solemn, and there was deep worry in his amber eyes.

"Prisoners are very good at bombs."

No, the bomb disposal police are professional counterparts.

Xin Haikong suppressed his smile, pursed his lips, and said with a slightly worried tone:

"Isn't that a habitual offender? Could it be organized..."

"It's hard to say." Amuro frowned.

"Just looking at the situation at the scene, it can be done by one person. But the level of the murderer must be very high."

"Wait, have you searched the exit of the staff passage?"

Matsuda seemed to suddenly remember this and patted his head.

"But didn't the prisoner find the staff passage?"

Xin Haikong turned his head and stared at Matsuda with a hesitant expression on his face.

"No, you can't let go of any clues."

Matsuda took the processing class to the exit of the staff passage.

!

That being the case, he also followed up to take a look.

He also wanted to know very much whether Fangcun went according to the original plan.

Where is the problem?

Shinkaikura quickly followed Matsuda.

"Here and here! Officer Matsuda! There's a head-on... bomb here!"

The reckless little policeman shouted in surprise, pointing to the bomb not far from where most of his body was buried in the ground, revealing only a little nod.

!

Did Yoshimura Hirohiko really plant a bomb at the exit of the employee passage?

Xin Haikong approached for the first time, but was stopped by Matsuda.

"Hurry up and stay away from me!" Matsuda shouted with his head lowered.

"Everyone quit this channel, quit!"

"Hey! Matsuda..."

Don't take it apart, the bomb won't blow up.

"Get out!"

Matsuda shouted loudly without turning his head.

Xin Haikong reluctantly took a few steps back, frowned, and hesitated.

This bomb must have been installed by Fangmura Hirohiko, but since he didn't detonate it at the time, he naturally won't detonate it now.

Absolutely, absolutely nothing. He couldn't be more clear about this.

But if it's a friend, if it's a friend who doesn't know anything, what should I do now?

What to do, watching a dear friend do such a dangerous job?

The black-haired youth frowned tightly, his lower teeth biting his lip unconsciously.

"Officer Xinhai, retreat a little further. Let us handle this bomb."

Seeing Xin Haikong's worried look, Matsuda's colleague sighed and pulled Xin Haikong back a few steps.

The colleague then put on a heavy explosion-proof suit and one for Matsuda, and walked in slowly.

Xin Haikong stood at a safe distance, staring intently at Matsuda's movements inside.

Matsuda had just put on an explosion-proof suit.

But let's be honest, if the bomb does explode, what's the use of this explosion-proof suit.

Really, you have to work in such a high-risk industry...

Fortunately, this time bomb was very simple, and Matsuda quickly dismantled it.

The young man with black curly hair took off his heavy explosion-proof suit, raised his sweaty hair, and looked at Xin Haikong with his black eyes.

"Why are you standing still, it's done. Let's go?"

"Ah."

Xin Haikong had just stood not far away with a worried look and watched Matsuda defuse the bomb, but now his face changed immediately, and he walked to the center of the haunted house without looking back.

"Hey!"

Matsuda, who was one step behind, widened his eyes, wondering why the obedient junior suddenly turned his face.

·

The Mumu police department, who arrived at the scene, led the search team to search for evidence inside the haunted house.

Wearing huge strong flashlights, they scanned the entrance and exit of the haunted house for a long time, but found no trace.

"Sometimes I really wonder, is this the first crime scene?"

Takagi stood up straight and scratched his head helplessly.

"It's too clean here."

Conan, who had drilled into the crime scene, frowned when he heard the words.

Indeed, apart from the bloodstains left by the wounded and the traces left by their latecomers, there were no clues to the prisoners at all.

Judging from the distribution of bloodstains, this is indeed the first crime scene.

It can only be said that this prisoner is too cunning and his anti-reconnaissance ability is too strong, so that there is no trace left on the scene.

Such a strong anti-reconnaissance ability, either a high-IQ criminal, or...

"Is it possible that the murderer was from the Self-Defense Forces or the police?"

An Shitou had a flash of light in his mind, he raised his head and asked this question.

But he thought about it again and denied himself.

"No, it's impossible. If the murderer is really a professional, it's impossible not to know that stabbing the knife from this angle is not fatal."

"Not necessarily, the murderer knew very well about bombs, and..."

Matsuda hesitated.

"And what?"

Amuro couldn't help but ask.

"And when I was dismantling the bomb, I felt an inexplicable familiarity. This bomb is really like when I used to be in the police academy, the instructor taught us how to make bombs and defuse them."

As soon as Matsuda said this, the scene fell silent.

His words are more directional than Amuro Toru's guess. This is directly targeting the bomb disposal police.

Mu Mu immediately spoke out to stop it.

"In short, look for evidence first. Since there is no evidence left at the scene, then go to the hospital and ask the person concerned."

·

In the VIP ward of the hospital, Atobe Keigo was lying on the bed again, but this time he was indeed injured.

After he was sent to the hospital, the doctors quickly completed the related work of drawing the knife and stopping the bleeding.

The situation of Ajibu was indeed as Matsuda expected, and he didn't know whether the murderer was intentional or not.

The old lawyer who had served the Ajibu family for more than ten years stood at the door of the ward, with anger and worry mixed on his already somewhat old face.

"Hello, we need to go in and ask about the specific situation of the injured."

There are a lot of inquiries at the sight.

The incident this time was different from the kidnapping case eight years ago, when it could be inferred that the police did not do well. But this time, Atobe was attacked by himself, and the people who saved him were the police.

The attitude of lawyers is also much better than eight years ago.

"For the sake of safety, it is best to limit the number of people entering to three people, and not to bring any recording equipment. It needs to be carried out under the supervision of me and the doctor. It is necessary to wear sterile clothes and ..."

The old lawyer was chattering about the precautions, and the bell in the ward suddenly rang.

He turned around in confusion, only to find that the Ministry of Aegis in the ward noticed Xin Haikong and the others, and was waving to let them in.

The old lawyer swallowed all the nagging and opened the door of the ward obediently.

The face that had lost too much blood was very pale, and the eyes were a little dim.

He leaned on the bed and looked up at the person who came in.

"Hello, I'm Mu Mu Shisan. We have some questions to ask you about the incident in the haunted house."

Atobe nodded and looked at Xin Haikong.

Xin Haikong smiled reassuringly at him.

Megure motioned to Takagi, who was beside him, to start recording, and then asked the first question.

"Excuse me, why did you go to this haunted house? It seems that you haven't brought any bodyguards?"

After only the first question, Atobu frowned.

"Didn't you see my phone?"

cell phone?

Mu Mu shook his head and turned to look at Xin Haikong and Matsuda who were the first to discover Ajibu.

"No...you were wearing only a shirt."

"My phone is in my coat pocket."

Atobe lowered his head halfway and blinked.

"Last night, I received a call from you, Xinhai."

"my phone?"

The black-haired youth stood up straight, his eyes widened, his voice slightly raised, showing an expression of disbelief.

"I didn't call you?"

Xin Haikong knew exactly what was going on, and acted wildly in front of everyone.

The completely different expressions of the two people made everyone on the scene focus their attention on Akibu.

"But I did get a call from you."

Akibu nodded affirmatively.

"It's your voice on the other end of the phone."

"Wait, isn't this exactly the same as when you were kidnapped, Officer Xinhai?"

Amuro Toru sharply raised his head and looked at Xin Haikong.

"You got a call from Murakami, but Murakami himself didn't have time to broadcast the call. The call was fake."

"Then how did he imitate my voice?"

Xin Haikong looked suspicious.

"No, I can't hear it wrong, that's your voice."

Atobe insisted that what he heard was Shinkai's voice.

"You and I haven't seen each other for a while." Shinkai's amber eyes stared at Ajibe, and asked a soul:

"Are you sure you really understand my voice?"

Atobe Keigo was stunned.

After the kidnapping case that year, his father was always worried about him and forced him to go to university in the UK.

After completing his undergraduate and master's degree in the UK, he took over the family business in the UK. He has returned to Japan only a handful of times. At most, he has had a few meals with a few tennis clubs, and he has met several times with Xinkaikong. noodle.

The last time I went to Easton Manor for a cocktail party, he got drunk early because he was too depressed.

Although later, Huadi had told him that Xin Haikong sent him out, but he has no memory at all.

After all, he really can't guarantee that it is the voice of Xin Haikong.

"Mr. Atobe, can you really guarantee that what you heard is the voice of the Xinhai police officer?"

Miki stared at Atobe Keigo and asked earnestly.

Ajibe, who was completely confident, looked a little shaken now. He glanced at Xin Haikong hesitantly, and said unsurely:

"I don't know. The caller ID shows your number. After connecting, I did make a preconceived judgment that it was your call..."

"With today's means, it's not that difficult to fake a phone number."

Amuro made a statement to protect the new sea and air.

"For the sake of investigation, let me ask you, Officer Xinhai, where are you this morning?"

Mumu turned his head to look at Xin Haikong and asked a question symbolically.

Before Xin Haikong could speak, Matsuda spoke ahead of him.

"He's been with me since he went out this morning."

"There's no need to ask the Xinhai police officer."

Toru Amuro has basically determined that the murderer behind the stabbing incident of Ajibu has something to do with the kidnapping case eight years ago.

But he is Amuro Toru now, not the valley zero.

He could explain the case to Conan in private, but he couldn't take the initiative to say that he was the witness of the kidnapping case.

This is why, when Xin Haikong brought up the case before, he clearly recognized that Xin Haikong was the boy from that year, but he deliberately pretended not to have seen the other party.

He needs someone to bring things back to the kidnapping case back in the day.

Amuro Toru's purple-gray eyes looked at the junior beside him with anticipation.

Set up first.

"Okay, let's stop arguing about this. The police officer Xinhai doesn't speak once or twice on TV. It is possible that what he said will be edited. Or someone imitated the way of police officer Xinhai in some way, It's all possible."

"And then? What happened after that?"

Amuro asked anxiously.

"During that call, Xinhai, you told me that you want to go to the playground on Saturday, and let me wait for you at the entrance of the haunted house."

Atobe reached over to his back and adjusted the pillow that was there.

"And then? You really went? Don't you remember that incident eight years ago? Why go to this haunted house, such an obvious trap..."

Xin Haikong frowned, with a disapproving look on his face, and asked in a tough tone.

Toru Amuro, Conan, Atobe, and Matsuda who were present already knew more or less about the kidnapping case eight years ago.

The Mumu Police Department also quickly recalled the case eight years ago.

On the contrary, only Takagi Shibu, who was standing beside him, was stunned.

"What kidnapping case?"

No one paid any attention to him.

All are immersed in their own thoughts.

"Of course I remember, so I've confirmed this with you again and again."

Ajibu looked up at Xin Haikong with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"You said you wanted to visit that place again. The day is coming."

He didn't say it thoroughly, but the general idea was completely understood by everyone.

Ajibe Jingwu received a call from "Xin Haikong" last night, and "Xin Haikong" on the other end of the phone asked Ajibu to go to the haunted house again.

Atobe, who still remembered what happened eight years ago, was very puzzled and repeatedly asked what the purpose of "New Sea and Sky" was.

The prisoner used the trace of guilt for the girl who died eight years ago to trick people to the door of the haunted house.

"And then? What happened after that?"

"Because it was for the funeral, I didn't bring bodyguards at the beginning. After arriving at the haunted house, I was covered by someone from behind, and I quickly lost consciousness. When I woke up the next moment, I fell in a dark place, there I can't see my fingers."

"You should just fall into a haunted house. It's really dark without lights."

Amuro Toru recalled the situation in the haunted house and came to a conclusion.

"Then didn't you see who the murderer was?"

Trace nodded.

"Yes. I could only hear his voice, but he seemed to be wearing a voice changer... He didn't do anything at first, but asked me some questions. I was so weak that I couldn't resist, so I could only answer his questions."

?

Didn't do it directly?

From this point on, Fangcun's behavior has been different from the plan.

"He asked me what happened in the haunted house and let me start from the beginning."

"What did you say?"

Xin Haikong calmed down and asked.

Achibe may not realize that the answer to this question is very important.

As a veteran police officer who has worked for many years, Yoshimura Hirohiko is well versed in the method of interrogation.

When his daughter died suddenly, he was swept away by anger for a while and mistakenly believed the "truth", but it was only temporary after all.

Although he doesn't know what the "truth" he understands is, if the "truth" is false, it will be exposed sooner or later.

Yoshimura Hirohiko's professional instinct will sooner or later remind him of the doubts between the several confessions that year, and let him explore the real truth.

So when he got the revenge plan and planned revenge step by step, he stopped at the last step and confirmed the truth to the client once again.

This time, he was not swept away by anger, but revenge in sight would make people extraordinarily calm.

It's important what Akibu answered.

Perhaps it is precisely because of Atsube's answer that Yoshimura Hirohiko did not choose to kill Ajibe completely at the last moment.

"What else can I say? Just tell the truth?"

There was a little doubt in the eyes.

He fell into memory.

These two memories are not happy memories.

"I said that on that day eight years ago, when I entered a haunted house with my friends, I was kidnapped by kidnappers."

Akibu's tone slowly fell.

"The kidnapper asked for 10 billion, because my father has not been able to raise enough money, and the kidnapper pointed a gun at me. I asked him not to kill, but I didn't expect it to arouse him... the idea of ​​killing."

"Then in the dark, the man asked me."

"He asked me if it was just like this, let a little girl die instead of me."

Atobe's body trembled.

His head was lowered, and no one could see his expression.

"I said, I've had countless nights feeling sorry for this. I regret why I didn't stand up at that time. The kidnappers were obviously coming for me. Why didn't I stand up and let her die instead of me."

"I said that I regret it very much, and it is not a pity to die."

The young man's voice was hoarse and squeezed out word by word from the throat.

Xin Haikong suddenly understood why Yoshimura Hirohiko gave up his revenge on Atobe Keigo at the last step of the plan.

Because they empathize.

The cause of the kidnapping in those days was indeed Abubu, but in the final analysis, Abubu was the victim, and it was the kidnappers who committed all these crimes.

It is impossible for Yoshimura Hirohiko to not be aware of this.

He misunderstood only because the lawyers and bodyguards prevented him from being able to contact the trace department back then.

Enough is enough.

The kidnappers had already been punished.

Atobe Keigo is not the one he imagined, the eldest young master who relies on money to hide behind everyone.

If he is Hiroshi Yoshimura, he must have the same idea.

When Fangmura Hirohiko took the knife to the last step, he realized that no one on this road was easy.

Everyone is carrying something.

Atobe saved himself.