Conan: I am definitely not a kid

Metropolitan Police Department, in a secret office.

The assassination target of last night's invasion of the Metropolitan Police Department, a senior cadre of the Yayoshikai, Ashida Mugo, who survived the catastrophe, was sitting in a chair, with a gloomy expression on his face that was trying to be calm.

Across from him, a uniformed police officer pushed several photos in front of him.

"Can you recognize who it is?"

Ashida glanced at the photo and said nothing.

The photo was taken from a surveillance video at an intersection. The figure was very blurry, and the person was wearing a black hat, making it almost impossible to identify the facial features with the naked eye.

The police officer looked at him intently for a while, reached out and turned off the recorder on the table, and whispered: "Theoretically, every interrogation of yours should be recorded and videotaped, but this room is not an interrogation room. It is for protection." Your security is temporarily arranged and there is no monitoring equipment, so I will only ask you this time."

The police officer leaned forward and asked word by word: "Is the person who wants to kill you a member of the Yoshikai?"

Ashida's eyebrows were gloomy, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

The police officer reached out and flicked the photos on the table aside: "You don't need to look at these. Local organizations with names will not directly confront the authorities. Those who dare to invade the Metropolitan Police Department must be those who are on the run to commit crimes." Criminals.”

However, the roving criminals have no motive to enmity with the local police. After ruling out the problem, the most likely possibility is to pay for the murder. It is difficult for the authorities to detect the flow of funds in the underworld. If no one is left at the scene, it may be difficult to trace any evidence in the future.

Therefore, as to the question of who bought the murder, we can only freely prove it.

Although Ashida refused to say a word to the police, he already had his own judgment in his mind. After all, one thing is indeed true: not many organizations dare to do such a big thing in the Metropolitan Police Department.

The police officer said: "I know you are worried that if you say something to us, the Metropolitan Police will use it as evidence to crack down on Yaji, and Yaji will retaliate against you afterwards. But if it is not the Metropolitan Police who does it, and you are detained by us, Here, Wuji will not doubt you."

"You should know that Wu Jihui has done a lot of mutually beneficial things with us." He hinted, "You are not the only gangster like you."

Being detained by the Metropolitan Police Department will be the best proof that Ashida was not involved.

Ashida was silent for a long time, then finally raised his head and looked at the plain-looking police officer: "What are you going to do?"

The police officer's tense face finally relaxed a little: "Do you have anyone who can cooperate with you outside?"

-

Matsuda Jinpei returned to the explosive ordnance disposal class full of anxiety and doubts.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he was caught off guard and saw Mori Yura, who was bringing fruit snacks to thank Hagiwara Kenji——

Matsuda Jinpei:? !

His dear little boy Ran was not on the same channel as him this time. He was happily chatting with Yuro Mori, surrounded by a group of colleagues who were watching the fun. After all, the Security Department rarely directly interacts with the people who report the crime. Compared with the Search Department, it is less common to encounter this kind of door-to-door thank you, which everyone finds very novel.

Matsuda Jinpei watched Hagiwara Kenji taste the snacks with a smile, and he felt so bad that he wanted to rush up and pluck the piece of cake out of his little mouth.

Eat whatever you want! Dare to eat anything of unknown origin! The person in front of you might have something to do with the death of the stalker!

The Metropolitan Police Department knew nothing about the social connections of the Black Hood, and Mori Yuro was the only known entry point. It was difficult for Matsuda Jinpei not to look at Mori Yuro as a suspect.

His gaze was so powerful that Hagiwara Kenji quickly noticed Matsuda Jinpei standing at the door staring at him: "Jinpei-chan? What's wrong?"

Mori Yura turned around with Hagiwara Kenji, still holding a box of cakes in his hand: "I want to thank Officer Matsuda this time. This is a snack I made myself. I want to express my gratitude. If you don't mind, please taste it."

Of course they are fake, these cakes are all finished products bought in the store. After all, Japanese women use this routine to express their affection, and Yuro Mori copied it directly.

Matsuda Jinpei watched Mori Yura pretending, and returned to his timid and introverted demeanor, not daring to raise his head and speak. His mind instantly recalled the way Mori Yura boldly teased him that night, and he felt awkward and uncomfortable. I don't want to talk to her anymore.

He turned towards Hagiwara Kenji and gestured to the door: "If I have something to ask you, let's go out and talk."

Mori Yura was directly ignored by Matsuda Jinpei, but Hagiwara Kenji was obviously quite used to dealing with this kind of scene. He eased the atmosphere with a few words before going out with Matsuda Jinpei.

Worried that Mori Yuro would be upset by Matsuda Jinpei's attitude, the colleagues around him also helped explain: "Although Captain Matsuda seems to have a bad temper, he is really reliable!"

"Yes, yes, the captain is just not very good at talking."

"I know, Officer Matsuda helped me a lot this time." Mori Yuro knew very well why Matsuda Jinpei had such an attitude. She stood looking at their backs and asked curiously: "Officer Matsuda often goes to search a place. Class?"

Colleagues looked at each other: "No."

"I heard that he seems to have a classmate at the same time."

"I don't know. Captain Matsuda rarely talks about his personal matters when he's at work."

At this time, a colleague suddenly said: "Speaking of which, is it that time of year again?"

Mori Yura caught the key word and secretly focused his attention on the person who said this.

She was not the only one who was curious. The newcomer next to her who had only been employed for two years obviously did not know this story and curiously asked her old colleagues.

Although the colleague felt that it was not good to say this in front of Mori Yuro, after all, this case had been in the news that year and was not a secret. Mori Yuro looked like he wanted to know, and finally spoke: " Almost four years ago at this time, we encountered an EOD mission. At that time, the two captains went to two different sites, but the apartment building where Captain Hagiwara was supposed to go suddenly exploded prematurely."

The newcomer curiously asked: "Ahead of time? Is it a time bomb?"

"Although it is a time bomb, the First Investigation Section reached an agreement with the prisoners at that time and suspended the bomb timer before letting us pass. Who knew..." The colleague glanced at Mori Yuro, but still hid in front of outsiders and did not appear in the news. According to the details reported above, "In short, the bomb suddenly exploded just as Captain Hagiwara had put on his explosion-proof suit and was about to go upstairs."

"Oh my god! It's so dangerous!" the newcomer sighed, "Fortunately nothing happened to the captain."

The colleague sighed: "Although we haven't gone up yet, several colleagues from the search department who went up first to check for bombs have died."

The newcomer's happy expression froze on his face, and the atmosphere was very gloomy for a while.

Mori Yura whispered: "Then Officer Matsuda goes to search the first class at this time every year..."

The colleague had a sense of confidentiality after all, so he said vaguely: "Maybe there are some doubts about the case back then. Captain Matsuda pays special attention to the activities of the first class at this time of year."

What he said was unclear, but Mori Yuro already understood.

Even if Kenji Hagihara was not killed in the explosion, Matsuda Jinpei's extraordinary acuity still made him notice the countdown that the bomber sent to the Metropolitan Police every year.

Matsuda Jinpei is still paying attention to this case, and even pays attention to it to the extent that he goes to the search class every year.

No wonder the relief system is still counting down the time for him according to the original plot. If she doesn't intervene, the direction of things may not change the same as in the comics.

Being too observant can sometimes be annoying. Mori Yuro pursed his lips.