Conan's New Police Story

Chapter 211 Katsumi Uehara, You Are a Smart Man

"The result came out. Although the other party carefully avoided more than 95% of the monitoring on the road, Yumi found the corresponding vehicle according to the license plate number provided by Detective Uozuka.

"Gin left the Masuyama Kensan Villa in this black Mercedes, and then replaced it with this Porsche 356A in an area where surveillance cannot reach to avoid possible police tracking."

Not long after, Miwako Sato, who was striding back from the traffic class, put the freshly released photos on the conference table one by one, pointed to the two black limousines and affirmed: "The other party's front windshield should be made of special Processing, surveillance cannot see their faces.

"And we can't confirm whether there are people in the back seat. The windows on both sides of the other party have been blacked out. But according to Detective Uozuka, there is only Gin's weapon in the back seat."

"That is to say, Agent Uozuka can be our witness?" Takagi's eyes lit up when he saw these photos, and his excitement could not be concealed in his tone.

"No, he can only prove that the skeleton we have in the fireplace of the villa is Kenzo Masuyama himself, and at the same time identify Gin as the murderer.

"But the crux of the problem is that this prisoner code-named Gin has many charges, and he doesn't care if there is one more or one less."

Flicking his unique coral hair style, Ren Saburo Shiratori, who came back from his thoughts, nodded his cheek and said: "From the clues we have so far, Counselor Uno is only suspected, and we don't have any evidence.

"As I said before, it is an unspoken rule that entrepreneurs have financial ties with high-ranking police officials, not to mention that Counselor Shang Uno can completely excuse himself by saying that he didn't know about it, but his wife just accepted it privately. "

As the heir to a wealthy family, Ren Saburo Shiratori, who has seen too many unspoken rules in the police world, is obviously not as optimistic as Takagi Tsutomu.It's just a wife, Uno Zhongyi can completely abandon his wife.

In other words, his wife is a pawn he launched just in case.

"Uehara, what do you think?" Seeing that this round of discussion seems to have fallen into a dead end again, Chiba scratched her numb scalp, then turned her head to look at the three-line ace who had been silent, and subconsciously stroked He licked his big belly a few times, and his gestures were somewhat like that of his immediate boss, Mu Mu Shisan.

"I do not know."

Katsumi Uehara, who was asked, faced the gaze cast on him by Qi Shushu, and spread his hands in disbelief: "To be honest, I am skeptical about Counselor Uno."

For him, this clue is a bit too straightforward, and the directionality is too obvious.

Of course, it was only for him, after all, he had never believed in vodka.

"What do you mean? Are you still doubting the authenticity of this matter?"

Miwako, who heard the subtext, was thoughtful: "Or are you still suspicious of Agent Uozuka? Can you tell me your reason? I don't understand.

"You can easily accept the fact that Rena Mizumu is an undercover agent of the CIA, but why did Agent Uozuka risk his life several times to provide us with information but not gain your trust?"

This is the point Miwako Sato doesn't understand the most.

In terms of the reputation of the organization, the FBI and the CIA are both notorious, but why does Katsumi Uehara have completely opposite undercover attitudes towards these two organizations?
It can't be because Reina Mizumu is a beautiful agent, right?
"No, no, that's not what I mean." Uehara Katsumi shook his head and denied, "How should I put it, I think all this is too logical, and it makes me feel vaguely unreal."

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As soon as these words came out, there was a look of speechlessness on the faces of several people.

After exchanging glances in turn, Miwako Sato stepped forward and walked in front of the man, stretched out her hand to tidy up his slightly messy shirt collar, and said, "Uehara, use Chris Binyard to find Qin The wine lair caught them by surprise, wasn't it your own plan?
"Why is the plan successful now, but you have doubts about your own plan?
"It turns out that your plan was successful, and we succeeded. Chris Binyard didn't notice anything at all. Isn't that Baker Street boy who helped you track Chris Binyard the best proof?

"If she really finds out, we won't be able to find the Gin stronghold, and we won't be able to catch them all, will we?"

"..."

"Uehara, you are very smart and excellent, really. So there is really no need to put so much pressure on yourself, we have caught them now, this showdown between you is over, they have nothing to do sang."

Seeing that his partner was silent, Miwako Sato said softly, "Also, if you still have questions, how about asking them face to face?"

"..."

Katsumi Uehara turned his head, and his eyes fell on the rectangular black box sent by the forensics class.When she raised her eyes again, what caught her eyes was Miwako Sato's beautiful cheeks with curved eyebrows.

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Metropolitan Police Department, Search Section 1, Secret Interrogation Room No. [-].

Gin, who had all his weapons confiscated, was handcuffed behind his back, and his whole body was firmly fixed on the seat. His long hair shone brightly under the suddenly bright lights——

After a long period of darkness, Gin suddenly ushered in the light, his eyes subconsciously narrowed, and his vision gradually recovered. In the middle of the day, a man with a ponytail in a green suit that he had engraved in his heart was wearing a purple suit jacket with the same color. A policewoman with a hip skirt came into view.

"Hey, Gin, how do you feel? Is it comfortable to stay here?" Uehara Katsumi casually pulled out the chair and sat down, tilting up between Erlang's legs, and the mixed tone made Gin's eyes move slightly——

"I have to say, I'm a little surprised. In my impression, if you want to interrogate someone like me, you, the police department of the first search department, may not be qualified enough."

"Times have changed, like no one has ever caught you before, I did."

Uehara Katsumi opened the box of chewing gum, flew two pieces into his mouth, and pointed to the black box placed on the table by his partner: "According to the person in the explosive ordnance disposal team, this black box needs a password to open. If the password is incorrect If you do, the miniature bomb embedded in it will explode."

"You can go find that damned traitor." Qin Jiu was unmoved, and didn't even bother to glance at him.

"Unfortunately, Detective Uozuka has just been transferred to the intensive care unit and is still not awake. I have to say that you are really ruthless, with a severe concussion. The doctor said that there is a high possibility that you will become a vegetative state."

Katsumi Uehara, who was chewing gum, sighed, but there was no hint of ridicule in his eyes. Instead, he watched every inch of muscle on Gin's face.

"Uehara Katsumi, you are a smart man."

Qin Jiu sneered, and the corner of his mouth raised a sarcasm: "You can't make any promises to me, not even your boss, Mu Mu Shisan, can't make the decision.

"Let the head of your first search section come, or Toshiro Odagiri."

"What if I say no?" Uehara Katsumi narrowed his eyes slightly, and Erlang's wobbly legs did not move.

Gin looked at him indifferently, and his momentum was no less than that of the downwind: "It's still the same sentence, you are very smart, Uehara Katsuki. But, you have a fatal flaw."

Uehara Katsumi raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"You're not cold-blooded enough."

　Finally alive, it feels like crawling out of hell, whoever said it was a common cold should pull out and cut his tongue...

　　But life is alive, but what happened to my blocked nose... uncomfortable

　　
　
(End of this chapter)