How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

The opportunity Amuro said did appear quickly.

Xin Haikong had only rested at home for a day, and was called back to the police station by Matsuda Kiyotaka's phone again.

There were only a few people sitting in the huge conference hall, and a man in his thirties with a proud face sat at the top.

"We received a tip that the Metropolitan Police Department specially searched the headquarters for unscrupulous elements."

When he was talking, his eyes kept falling on the top of Xin Haikong's head, and the whites of his eyes were very obvious.

"What are you suspecting?" Matsumoto Kiyotaka, who was sitting on the right hand side of Xin Haikong, turned red and a little angry.

Except for Xin Haikong, who was temporarily appointed by the superior to join the special search headquarters, the other members of the special search are either elites who have stayed in the search division for several years in the professional group, or old partners who have been with Matsumoto Kiyoshi for more than ten years. The other party's attitude and such accusations are tantamount to insulting Matsumoto Kiyotaka.

The man at the top just seemed to have reacted at this time. He gave Matsumoto Kiyoshi a fluttering glance, and continued to say, "Now we will question you according to normal procedures."

He casually flipped through the documents in his hands, and succinctly asked about the work of several old detectives in the special search headquarters.

Matsumoto Kiyotaka was pressing his anger to evaluate one by one.

Until the person above paused on a certain page of documents and seemed to speak unintentionally:

"Masaki Murakami, how much do you know about this person?"

really.

Xin Haikong looked at the man clearly.

Matsumoto Kiyoda called him early in the morning without mentioning the purpose of the meeting. It seemed that even the other party was temporarily pulled over by his boss.

As soon as he entered the conference room, he saw the man in front of him sitting on the head, wearing a uniform similar to but not the same as theirs, looking like he didn't care about them at all.

Public security police.

Toru Amuro moves really fast.

The public security police ignore the decree and even the legal rights of a natural person. Even if the suspect is a police officer, they can directly arrest people.

But he can't let people really be taken away by the public security police, and Masaki Murakami has to bear his bag. And what is the relationship between Murakami and Dazai Osamu, he has not yet figured out.

While Xin Haikong was still deliberating, Matsumoto Kiyotaka had already spoken for Murakami in the previous way. He had always been quite disgusted with the style of this group of police officers, and he was also very protective of his subordinates.

"The Murakami Police Department is a very good police officer. He has been working in the police station in Kanagawa Prefecture since graduation, until he was transferred to the third section of search a year ago, and he was conscientious during his work—"

"I didn't come to hear you report his resume. Isn't it written on the documents?"

The man at the top smashed the document on the table impatiently, and his gray eyes turned to stare at Xin Haikong.

When this guy listened to other police before, this was not the attitude. The change is too obvious.

"Masaki Murakami is upright, diligent, studious, and I don't think there is anything in him that is inconsistent with the police's words and deeds."

Xin Haikong suppressed his temper and spoke kind words for Masaki Murakami as slowly as possible.

"Oh? In your opinion, he is a good and honest policeman? But as far as I know, the Xinhai police officer, the kidnapping case you encountered not long ago seems to be the call from this guy."

"But he was in a meeting at the Osaka police station at the time. Two hundred police officers testified about this incident. Why are you holding on to this matter, officer? Obviously, someone knew that Murakami was my subordinate, and borrowed his name to come here. Lied to me."

"According to what you said, can the reports received by the police be fake?"

"We don't have the right to interrogate the information from the public security, but you probably didn't have any substantive evidence. Otherwise, you wouldn't have questioned me and Officer Matsumoto here, but went directly to Osaka to arrest people."

If it is really determined that there are undercover agents in the special search headquarters, the first thing the public security will do is to go straight to arrest people.

Since there was no direct arrest, but instead came to interrogate the supervisor of the person involved, there must be room for turning around.

To put it bluntly, An Shitou did not dare to arrest people directly.

The Special Search Headquarters said that it is not big, but it is not too small to say that it is not small. After all, there are so many police inside.

Whether it is the police or the public security, they may really be able to speculate that undercover agents have sneaked into the special search headquarters based on the incident of the Hashimama group, but it is absolutely impossible to lock the suspect on Masaki Murakami.

the reason is simple.

Murakami Masaki's role in the entire Hakuma group incident is no different from that of the security guard at the gate. The microphones, actuators, and all decisions are not made by him, and Xin Haikong is even more suspicious than him.

And the reason why Toru Amuro was able to lock the suspect on Masaki Murakami was entirely due to this kidnapping case.

The police had no reason to arrest Murakami, but "Bourbon" had a reason.

Therefore, from the standpoint of Amuro, if the police can directly target the so-called "true wine" Masaki Murakami this time, his identity as Amuro will definitely be exposed in the winery.

Amuro did not dare to arrest anyone.

This is also the reason why Xin Haikong has not been in a hurry to solve Masaki Murakami.

But Amuro dared to tell the police, what was he thinking?

When did the police take the initiative to come over and ask the police for their opinions? Aren't they always defiant?

Wait a minute, there are undercover agents in the special search headquarters. Among all the police officers, the most suspicious of Murakami Masaki seems to be—

Shin Haikou, who was kidnapped by the phone call of "Murakami", is himself.

Amuro Toru wanted to borrow Xin Haikong's hand to catch Masaki Murakami.

They have already handed the knife to his hand, and it would be a pity not to use it.

"If you are really worried about Murakami, I can temporarily apply for a transfer to Osaka. After all, there seems to be a big case there recently."

Xin Haikong straightened his back, with a look on his face to help people solve problems, and actively proposed it.

The man above was stunned for a moment, his frowning brows eased, and then, in the unbelievable eyes of Matsumoto Kiyotaka, he nodded and said:

"This is indeed a good idea. What is Murakami Masaki's position? I'll ask the Shinkai police officer to help investigate by the way."

·

On the shoal under the bridge, a drenched female corpse lay flat on the wet soil. Her exposed skin was extremely pale, and she was wrapped in a snow-white skirt, which was covered in mud and looked very dirty.

The police cordoned off all around, but even so, they could not stop the curious masses and the media who came to hear the news.

The bridge was crowded and crowded.

The reporters, who managed to squeeze into the front row with their large-sized filming equipment, used their bodies to resist the onslaught of the crowd from the rear, while holding up several kilograms of filming equipment with determination, they raced against time to capture the details of the police's handling of the case under the bridge.

Xin Haikong saw the familiar Asahi Shimbun logo again in the front row, shook his head helplessly, and complained with a wry smile:

"Otaki Police Department, your situation here doesn't look too good."

Hearing Xin Haikong's complaints, Goro Otaki, who was leading the way, reluctantly touched his big head, "This is already the fourth case, the police still failed to solve the case, and everyone's spirits are also very nervous. "

After saying that, they had already walked right in front of the cordon, Otaki Goro stretched out his hand to lift the cordon, and let Xin Haikong bend in first, and then he followed.

"Xinhai police officer, at six o'clock this morning, the sanitation workers who were cleaning along the road were looking down on the bridge when they saw the female corpse." Ohtaki Goro frowned, "In the beginning, the detective in charge of handling the case simply It was judged to be suicide or a fall into the water."

"But the deceased's nails don't seem to say that, right?" Xin Haikong slowly retorted, looking at the deceased's slender fingers and clean nails.

"Kizu River belongs to the downstream part of the river system in Osaka. The water quality is average, and a lot of sediment is deposited on the bottom of the water. The skirt of the deceased is covered with sludge, but the nails are clean. This is not common sense."

"Yes, yes! Xiaoping said the same thing! Xiaoping believes that this case was done by the serial killer." Ohtaki Goro looked at Xin Haikong in surprise, and a glimmer of approval flashed in his black eyes.

Otaki Goro's voice was suppressed by another, louder and more powerful young male voice.

"That's right! It seems that there are still powerful police in Tokyo."

"Huh? Xiaoping?" Otaki Goro was facing Xin Haikong and beckoned to his back.

Before Xin Haikong turned around, he had already guessed who was coming from behind.

Hattori Heiji.

This guy is here, will Conan be far away? This time, it's a manga again.

Sure enough, as soon as Xin Haikong turned around, he saw a dark-skinned, tall and sunny boy striding forward, followed by Maurilan, Conan, a young girl who was very familiar to Xin Haikong, and someone who didn't know what to do. How did the blond and black skin get in?

"I also think that this case must be homicide! If the deceased was still conscious when he entered the water, he would not have struggled. Once the deceased struggled, the sludge that could get on his skirt would definitely be in his fingernails."

"And the nails of the deceased are clean, it just means that the other party has lost consciousness or even died when he entered the water." Xin Haikong stood in place and wrapped his arms around, adding.

Successfully received the approval of Kansai's famous detectives and the warm greetings of Maorilan and Conan.

"Why did Miss Lan and Conan come to Osaka?" Shin Kaikong showed a polite smile, bent down and touched the top of Conan's head, completely ignoring Toru Amuro behind the two.

"Of course I invited the workers—" The famous Kansai detective not only interjected generously, but also interjected some small surprises.

With difficulty, he put the content he scooped back into his mouth, showing an embarrassed and polite smile, "I mean that uncle from the detective agency, my father asked me to invite him to see this case, the trouble is It's really a bit big."

"It was Big Brother Hattori who invited us to play in Osaka, and Uncle Mori came along too!" Conan glanced at Morilan and called out childishly, with a gritted smile on his face.

Xin Haikong almost didn't hold back the smile on his face, his amber eyes curved.

Seeing that the two of them didn't explain clearly, Mao Lilan reluctantly answered Xin Haikong's question again and again.

"That's right, Hattori invited us to watch the recent baseball game at Osaka Dome, and by the way, he asked my dad to help me with the recent murders in Osaka. My dad just went back to the hotel to rest, and Mr. Amuro just happened to be concerned about this I was interested, so we followed Hattori to the scene with him."

"Mr. Amuro?" Xin Haikong raised his eyebrows and looked at Toru Amuro behind him with cold eyes, "Doesn't he need to take care of the cafe's business?"

Toru Amuro stood at the back of the crowd with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Officer Xinhai doesn't know yet, I'm still Mr. Maori's disciple, a private detective."

Xin Haikong sneered and turned around.

Toru Amuro, alone, sighed at the outstanding acting skills of the younger generation.

They had already talked about it before during the negotiation. Xin Haikong still pretended that Amuroto had not confessed, and regarded Amuroto as a member of an underground organization. As for the specific way to treat Amuroto, it was entirely up to Xin Haikong to play freely. .

I just don't know what script my junior chose for me in the end, and I always feel that my image is not very good.

Everyone gathered around the dead man again.

"The forensic doctor has done a rough autopsy at the scene and can determine that the time of death should have been between 0:00 and 4:00 last night, and the cause of death was suffocation."

"Maybe he was stunned before entering the water or something, and then suffocated in the water?" Hattori speculated on the sidelines.

Xin Haikong looked at Otaki Goro, who was on the side, "Has the identity of the deceased been confirmed until now?"

Otaki Goro shook his head helplessly.

"The deceased was wearing only this dress, no pockets, no mobile phone, no identification. We have notified the police in charge of missing persons cases, and they are checking whether there are any eligible missing persons. But the death of the same situation is already this The fourth case in months."

Xiao Lan and Yuan Shan and Ye stood at the outermost side of the crowd, watching them quietly from outside the cordon.

Taking advantage of his short stature, Conan sneaked in behind Hattori and Toru Amuro, his round eyes twirling around.

Xin Haikong took the rubber gloves and put them on his hands, squatted down, and carefully examined the body of the deceased.

She was wearing only a long white dress with half sleeves, revealing a small section of lotus-like arms. The exposed skin has no obvious scars except for being overly pale.

"The wounds received before death, whether it is the traces of binding, scratching or even just accidentally bumped into something, will surface very clearly on the surface of the corpse after death."

"But she's clean." Hattori Heiji had a serious expression on his face, resting his chin on his right hand. "Maybe it's a drug? Make people stunned first, and then throw them into the river?"

"This requires further autopsy to determine whether there is any residue of relevant components in the stomach of the deceased."

Conan frowned and looked at the corpse on the ground, always feeling that something was not quite reasonable.

He rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

"The white skirt is a bit thin, and it doesn't seem to be in line with the current temperature."

Xin Haikong wakes up the dreamer.

Indeed, it is now nearly the end of the year and the weather is cold.

At midnight, the temperature is sometimes only a few degrees, not to mention wearing a down jacket, just wearing such a thin gauze skirt is definitely not enough.

Wearing so little, either someone changed clothes, or it was originally in a warm room.

Conan's eyes followed Xin Haikong's gloved hand, and the other party picked up the clothes at the neckline of the corpse, and there was a faint red mark on the skin underneath.

There is a red seal indicating that the clothes were worn while the deceased was alive. It seems that the deceased changed from a warm place to this cold place.

Considering the cold weather —

"The time of death may continue to be pushed forward. The cold river water will delay the change of the corpse. It may be between ten o'clock last night and two or three in the morning this morning."

"in addition-"

Xin Haikong stood up, turned his head and explained to Otaki Goro:

"Her shoes are clean, and the Taisho Bridge is not the first scene."

·

A day ago, Shinkai took the opportunity that Amuro Toru gave him, and asked himself to go to the Osaka Police Station to investigate the "serial murder case" that had been making a lot of noise recently. Masaki Murakami, who works for the agency.

Masaki Murakami was also transferred to Osaka because of the "serial murder case" before. But he came to Osaka for three days and still failed to solve the case. For this reason, the Metropolitan Police sent Shinkai and Air again.

As soon as Xin Haikong got off the train, he was taken directly by Otaki Goro, who came to pick him up, to the place where the fourth case was discovered - under the Taisho Bridge on the Kizu River in Osaka.

After checking the place of discovery, he got into the police car and returned to the Osaka Police Station with Hattori, Amuro and Conan.

Along the way, the Otaki Goro Police Department explained the previous three cases in detail to them.

"The first case occurred three weeks ago, when a young woman's body was found on the bank of the Dobori Tomogawa River. The deceased's name was Tomoko Yamato, 26 years old this year. There were no obvious wounds all over her body, and she seemed to have drowned. At the beginning, the police did not pay attention to this matter. After investigating that the deceased was getting married this year and had no reason to commit suicide, they simply closed the case by slipping into the water. But—"

"Two weeks ago, the second case happened. It was still the body of a young woman, twenty-six years old. It was found in the lower reaches of the Okawa River. She still had no wounds on her body and looked like she had drowned. The name of the deceased was Sakutsu. Kindness."

"Exactly the same way of dying, should you realize something is wrong?"

"Yes, Xiaoping happened to be at the scene at the time. He insisted that it was homicide, so we applied for an autopsy on the body. After obtaining the consent of the victim's family, we did not detect a large amount of water in the deceased's lungs. Totally incompatible with drowning. The deceased was suffocated."

"She was dead before she entered the water, which was just the way the murderer threw the corpse. Before the detailed analysis, the symptoms of drowning and suffocation were indeed somewhat similar, not to mention that the corpse itself floated ashore from the river. Yes, people will always have preconceived judgments.”

Shinkai nodded in agreement.

"The deceased in the first case has been taken back by the family, and we have no way to apply for an autopsy. Therefore, even if there are speculations and rumors of "serial killing", the masses are panicking. The police still did not combine the two cases for investigation until the third case. The case was a week ago—"

"Or the corpse of a young woman, twenty-six years old, found on the bank of a certain river, suffocated to death, with no obvious wounds on her body?" Xin Haikong had already summed up the rules just by listening, and answered directly.

Otaki Goro was stunned for a moment, then nodded stupidly. "Yes, yes, the name of the deceased was Yuna Benedict. She was found by the art students who went to sketch there on the banks of the Tosabori River."

Xin Haikong raised his eyebrows, "The direction is so obvious, have you found the identities of the three deceased? Are they connected in private?"

"The identity has been checked, but Yamato Tomoko is a native of Osaka and works as an original artist for a game company. Sakutsu Hitomi came from Kanagawa on a business trip, and her job is an art teacher in an extracurricular training class. Friends beside you. Nye used to stay in Tokyo and recently traveled to Osaka, where she is an interior designer. The three of them don’t have any overlap in their past life experiences.”

"The deceased had no connection with each other, and it looked like they were killing people immediately. The cause of death was all suffocation, the place of death was in the river, the time of death was late at night, and they were all 26-year-old young women, and one died every other week. People, so both the ordinary people in Osaka and the media are very concerned about this serial murder case?"

"All, all in." Otaki Goro opened his mouth and closed it after a while, staring blankly at Xin Haikong.

"The car has stopped, it's time to get off, Otaki Police Department."

·

"Xinhai police officer, you are here too!"

When Xin Haikong got out of the car, he saw a familiar figure running out of the police station, the little policeman who had been following him - Masaki Murakami.

The other party had a simple smile on his face, and his round eyes still looked at Xin Haikong with admiration. He flattened his mouth in remorse and said:

"Xinhai police officer, I heard my colleague in Tokyo talk about the kidnapping case. I'm really sorry. If I hadn't lost my phone carelessly, you wouldn't have been deceived by the **** kidnapper. I'm really, really sorry. !" He took a step back and officially bowed more than 90 degrees, almost touching the back of his head to Xin Haikong.

It looks a bit reckless, but because of this recklessness, it adds a bit of sincerity.

Acting is really good.

I was really blindsided by him before.

Xin Haikong pulled out a gentle smile, stretched out his hand to help him up, and walked with him to the police station, while saying softly:

"It's okay, you didn't do it on purpose. For now, the first goal is to solve the serial murder case in Osaka."

"Huh? Who are they, and are they also the helpers invited by Xinhai Police?"

Murakami forcibly stood on the spot, looking at the group of people behind Xin Haikong with puzzled eyes.

Amuro raised his eyes, and his purple-gray eyes glanced at Masaki Murakami with a half-smile.

Hattori walked to the front carelessly, holding the reluctant Conan with one hand. He turned his head and said, "Stop dawdling, and solve the case quickly."

"I invited Xiaoping and the others to help solve the case." Otaki Goro briefly explained, and he followed up with Hattori Heiji and the others, ignoring Murakami Masaki.

This policeman from Tokyo has been in Osaka for three days. He claims to be the dignified police department. After he came, he investigated the case for three full days. There was no progress in the case, and a new case happened just now.

On the contrary, it was the new sea and air police, and within an hour of arriving in Osaka, the problem had a new breakthrough. I did not expect that there is such a big gap between the police department and the police. He didn't mean to climb high branches, but people still have a bit of a strong mentality.

Masaki Murayama was left behind in a blink of an eye, and there was Xin Haikong who seemed to be waiting for him.

Murakami looked eagerly at the new sea and sky.

The young policeman's warm arms were still on his shoulders, but his amber pupils stared at him without a trace of warmth, making Masaki Murakami feel an inexplicable chill down his spine.

The other party leaned into Murakami's ear, and the warm breath hit Murakami's earlobe.

Xin Haikong said softly, "Be careful of the person I brought here, that guy wants to find out your secret."

After speaking, he straightened his body again, and smiled gently at the people who turned to greet him in front of him.

The strong arm was still wrapped around Murakami's shoulders, and he took Murakami, step by step, to the Osaka Police Station.