Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 172 The Millennium Fox

"I really didn't expect that."

When the eyes met, Uehara Katsumi raised his eyebrows in surprise, and at the same time he understood, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise up: "Can I understand this as an invitation? Or, a hint?"

Miwako Sato, who also had a smile on his brow, stretched out his left hand towards the table without looking back, grabbed the handle of the medical box, lifted it up, handed it to the man, and let go of his five fingers quietly: "It is not allowed during working hours." Sleep, please Uehara Police Department set an example and don't violate the rules."

Katsumi Uehara, who has quick eyes and quick hands, held up the falling medical box, crumpled up some waste paper and threw it into the trash can. Miwako Sato grunted a few times, walked towards the door with a smile;

The magnificent sunset light immediately crossed the wide open door and scattered in the room.

Feeling the weight of the medical kit, Katsumi Uehara reached out and took out the photos from his trouser pocket. After glancing at them with lowered eyes, he chuckled and raised his feet. His back figure walking against the light was imprinted on the space gray wall.

"Yo, Sato, Uehara, how are you doing?"

"Ask him yourself."

"It should be fine. If you are worried, I suggest that the Mumu police department can give me a vacation and go to the hospital for a checkup."

Stepping into the busy office area, the two who kept walking happened to meet Shiratori, Takagi, and Chiba who were discussing something together.

After answering Chiba's question, Uehara Katsumi, who threw the medical kit on his desk, turned his head and joined the group chat: "What are you talking about here, where is Megure Police Department?"

"Talking about Saburo Uozuka, the Megure Police Department is confirming the identity of this FBI agent."

Shiratori Nisaburo, who moved his chair to make room for Uehara Katsumi, touched the coral sea in front of his forehead, lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "You also know that it is against the regulations for the FBI to appear in Tokyo without permission. "

"Does it take so long to confirm the identity?" Miwako Sato interjected, looking up at the clock hanging on the wall, who also came over in a swivel chair.

How long she has been helping Uehara tidy up the wound has not yet been determined.

"The two of you may not know it. When Miyano Akemi was interrogated before, didn't she explain several members of the criminal organization who had had long-term contact with her? One of them, code-named Vodka, looked similar to the person who claimed to be a fish. Tsukazaburo's FBI agent looks alike.

"Moreover, according to Megure Police Department's own memories, he had encountered this vodka and the man who was called gin by Akemi Miyano when he was dealing with the roller coaster murder case."

Takagi, who briefly explained the reason, scratched his head: "From this point of view, I think Mr. Uozuka should be an undercover agent sent by the FBI to that organization, right? Otherwise, there should be no need to take the risk of being recognized. Come to the Metropolitan Police Department, it doesn't make sense at all."

Chiba, who was sitting on the side, also nodded his round head in agreement: "Besides, he also specifically notified the Megure Police Department to rescue Uehara. If he is a member of this criminal organization, it cannot be said that Uehara is also the same A member of a criminal organization."

"The most important thing is the FBI. The higher-ups can get in touch with them directly. It's completely meaningless to fake it." Ren Saburo Shiratori took over the conversation, sharing the same opinion as the two: "Uehara, what do you think? "

"I'll sit and watch."

Katsumi Uehara, who rested his chin with one hand, shrugged: "Because of the situation and reason, I have to ask this detective Saburo Uozuka to go to Ginza to have a good time, but I don't know if he will appreciate it or not."

The gazes of several people subconsciously turned to Miwako Sato, who was also sitting at the side, and the latter couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he saw this: "What are you looking at me for? He has acquaintances in Ginza, but I don't."

"Don't slander me, I have no acquaintances, and I have never been there at all. I just think that since Agent Uozuka is an American, he should be used to going in and out of those places."

Rubbing the jaw line with his index finger as if thinking, Uehara Katsumi denied it firmly: "After all, you also said that this is an undercover agent who infiltrated a criminal organization, so going there to thank him is also in line with his identity, isn't it, together?"

"Uh... no, no, I won't go, I have to go buy it, Kamen Rider Anniversary Reprinted CSM belt is on sale, I want to grab the first batch." Chiba's head shook like a Like a rattle.

There is no special photo fragrance for the Ginza wine hostess, it is a limited anniversary CSM belt, and it also comes with a mechanical opening and closing texture, which perfectly hits the inner g spot of him, a special photo fan.

"Why are you grabbing the first batch? This time, the plot of the Kamen Rider Anniversary Special is not good. The director and screenwriter stuffed so much private stuff that they didn't even have a complete story. It's just a waste of such a top-level lineup. Popularity If it’s not too high, the third party will definitely lower the price of this belt.”

Katsumi Uehara curled his lips, and added another sentence after the incident: "However, if you want to grab the first one, please help me buy one too."

"... Uehara, you are not—oh, I forgot that you are also a Tokusai fan." Slapping his head, Chiba, who thought that Uehara Katsumi had used the characteristics of Kamen Rider to solve the puzzle, was excited: "Is that so? Sure enough, you also think the new belt is cool."

Miwako Sato turned her head and looked at the calm partner beside her with a strange expression.

Are the topics among men so jumpy?

Did you return to Ginza just now?
"Don't look at me like that, I really don't know anyone. It's been a long time since the magazine, and I haven't contacted her for a long time. I still heard from others that she will go to drink with her later."

Katsumi Uehara somewhat showed his desire to survive. At first, Miwako Sato didn't even realize who he was talking about.

"Uehara, Shiratori, Sato, Takagi, Chiba, the Megure Police Department asked you to go to meeting room 7."

"Okay, right away." Shiratori raised his right hand and made a gesture, thanking him: "Thank you."

"Let's go, it seems that our agent from the FBI has proven himself."

Standing up from the chair and fastening the buttons of his suit, Uehara Katsumi's face suddenly had a refreshing smile: "I should also meet this Uozuka who is willing to call the police to save my life." I'm an agent, but I don't know if the name Saburo Uozuka is his pseudonym or his real name.

"Oh, by the way, when you go in, remember not to show strange expressions no matter what I say."

Room 7.

Mu Mu Shisan, who put down the landline at hand, already heard the sound of the door being pushed open in an instant.

According to the reputation, it was Saburo Uozuka who was wearing sunglasses and pushed open the door of the meeting room under the guidance of the police.

"About your matter, the senior officials of the FBI special operations team have communicated with our section chief. I'm sorry, Agent Uozuka." Mu Mu Shisan reached out to the strong man in front of him who had a relationship with him once. He raised his hand, cheerfully expressing his friendliness.

Pushing the sunglasses on the bridge of the nose, Vodka smiled honestly and honestly: "It's okay, I understand your caution and look at the police officer, after all, the identity of the undercover agent is special.

"However, I hope you can still keep it a secret. After all, my identity has not been revealed in the organization. I have always been with that criminal named Gin, just like the time on the roller coaster."

"Agent Uozuka, your sunglasses..."

"Oh, I'm used to it. After all, eyes are a person's window. For an undercover agent like me, wearing sunglasses is good for hiding yourself. It doesn't matter, I can see clearly even if the environment here is a little darker."

Pointing to the vodka at the temple, there was a bit of fleeting helplessness in his tone, and he felt the same feeling for a while.

"The Twilight Police Department."

"The police department."

"Megure Police Department..."

Not long after, with the sound of knocking on the door, a group of people headed by Uehara Keji immediately pushed open the door of the meeting room, and the eyes under the vodka sunglasses suddenly fell on the figure in front of these people .

The man stretched out his hand to him first, smiling all over his face: "Katsumi Uehara. It's our first time meeting, thank you for your help, Agent Uozuka."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do. An excellent police officer like Uehara shouldn't die at the hands of that criminal in Kiel." Vodka also stretched out his big callused hand in a friendly manner.

"Keir?" Katsumi Uehara frowned: "Who is it? The man behind the plot against me, Detective Uozuka."

"Look at my memory."

After taking a panoramic view of the instant expressions of the people in front of him, Vodka slapped his forehead, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Keir is the code name of Rena Mizumus in this criminal organization, and everyone in this organization has a code name, just For example, my code name is vodka."

"Strange, then why did Ms. Miyano mention your code name to us, but didn't mention Minzumu Rena's code name? Don't they know each other?"

"Yes, my sister-in-law is actually just a peripheral member of this criminal organization, and Rena Mizumura is a senior cadre. There is really no intersection between them."

　Put a small bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)