Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

This guy who exudes a big brother aura is actually a policeman?

Conan showed half-moon eyes, but he only complained, then squatted beside the woman and began to examine her.

It smells like bitter almonds and is potassium cyanide poisoning.

Conan was about to continue flipping through the pages when he heard a shout: "Hey, you little brat, what are you doing?!"

Then, he was picked up by Mao Lilan: "I'm sorry, I'll take him away now."

The man, Jinpei Matsuda, took off his sunglasses, revealing his green eyes. He asked the clerk, "Have you called the police?"

"Not yet..." The clerk was very nervous, "You, aren't you?"

Matsuda Jinpei was speechless: "I'm from the explosive ordnance disposal team, not a special criminal police officer. Go call the people from the first investigation section over."

He walked over to the body, put on white gloves and began to examine the body. He smelled a smell that shouldn't be so familiar. He took off the glove on one hand, took out his cell phone and started to call: "Hello? It's me, Matsuda. I bumped into you again. Um, hurry up and come over."

He stood up, took a picture of the table with his mobile phone, and then moved closer to the food and smelled it one by one.

He sniffed and didn't smell anything strange.

"Do any of you know the victim?" Matsuda Jinpei glanced at everyone with a sharp gaze, and two men and one woman admitted it shyly.

Matsuda Jinpei frowned and took out the police manual skillfully: "Tell me your name, age, occupation, relationship with the victim, and the purpose of coming to the cake shop today."

God knows why a police officer from the explosive ordnance disposal class can still skillfully use the police manual to take notes seven years after graduation...

Under the intimidation of Matsuda Jinpei, the three of them spoke one by one.

Jinpei Matsuda wrote down the last person's name, and a police car arrived.

An old acquaintance got off the car and was a little surprised to see Matsuda Jinpei: "Matsuda? You are here too."

"Yeah." Matsuda Jinpei responded, "Captain, I'm glad you're here."

He closed the notebook with a click.

"You." Ida Kou said helplessly. When he turned to the three friends of the deceased, his tone was gentle but unquestionable. "I am Ida Kou from the Violence Section 3 of the Investigation Division 1. Please cooperate with me in the questioning."

Compared to Matsuda Jinpei who looks like someone who is not easy to mess with, Date Kou, even though he has the oppressive face of an old detective, has a much gentler attitude, and the three friends couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Following Date Kou was still Takagi Wataru, who smiled friendly when he saw Matsuda Jinpei, and then began to survey the scene and calm the crowd.

Jinpei Matsuda followed Ida Kou like an invisible oppression device, emitting waves of pressure. He did not say a word but played the role of the good guy to the extreme.

After initially judging that the crime was committed by an acquaintance, Date Kou began to clear the scene. How could Conan, or Kudo Shinichi, watch the crime happen right in front of him without making any inferences?

So he insisted on staying.

It's a pity. If this happened a few months later in a certain world, he might have been arranged to stay, but unfortunately, the police officers present did not want to let ordinary people get involved, especially a child.

"Okay, okay, here's some candy." Matsuda Jinpei touched his trouser pocket and actually found a lemon candy for him. "Stop making trouble. If you really like solving cases, study hard and apply to the police academy when you grow up."

"I don't want to be a police officer, I want to be a detective!"

Matsuda Jinpei's face darkened, and he picked up Conan and carried him outside the cordon: "If you continue to make trouble, I will sue your guardian for obstruction of public service."

Conan was silent.

Matsuda Jinpei just wanted to scare him, and seeing that he had calmed down, he didn't say much and went back into the store with a sullen face.

"Okay, Conan, let's go home." Mao Lilan took Conan's hand, "There's nothing good to see. If you watch too much, you'll have nightmares at night."

She pulled Conan forcefully towards home.

As expected, Kogoro Mouri did not come back until the afternoon. Surprisingly, he was not drunk. Instead, he had a serious look and had some of the aura of a former detective.

Conan remembered something and asked, "Uncle Maori, what is a police inspector? Is it a high-ranking official?"

"Inspector? It's just a police rank. Inspector Megure is an inspector, one level lower than Inspector Megure." Maori Kogoro explained casually, "Why are you asking this?"

"I encountered a case in the cake shop today." Mao Lilan said after cleaning up the coffee table, "Oh, by the way, Conan was accidentally locked in the toilet cubicle, and the policeman who helped him was a deputy inspector, it seems to be something..."

"The Mobile Security Team?" Mao Lilan recalled, "He spoke very quickly and gave a long list. I can't remember it clearly."

"Mobile Team?" Maori Kogoro repeated. "It's rare. I rarely saw them in my previous work. But I heard that they are a group of guys who look down on others by relying on their skills."

Conan showed his half-moon eyes.

In a sense, Uncle Maori is telling the truth.

"That man looks very young, and he had a good chat with Officer Ida." Conan did not forget his purpose, "Uncle, do you recognize him?"

"You should ask Officer Megure about this?" Maori Kogoro said impatiently, "Besides, isn't it normal to have a good relationship? They are all colleagues."

That wasn't your attitude just now.

"Maybe they are from the same period. Officer Date is a deputy inspector. It's normal for them to have the same rank as the deputy inspector." Maori Kogoro thought for a moment. "If he is a deputy inspector of Officer Date's time, he should be around 30 years old... I think I met Officer Date six or seven years ago."

"Dad, you haven't said whether the police rank is high or low." Mao Lilan also became interested, "Inspector Megure is the department head, and the deputy inspector is also very impressive, right?"

"Patrolman, Chief Patrolman, Patrol Sergeant, Inspector, Superintendent, Senior Superintendent, Senior Superintendent, Superintendent General, Superintendent General." Maori Kogoro listed them all. "If it's in the non-professional group, it's considered high, but if it's in the professional and semi-professional groups, it's just a starting point."

"A thirty-year-old police inspector... I can only say he's OK." Maori Kogoro scratched his head, "I guess he'll be just as good as a superintendent."

"Come to think of it, I seem to have heard of patrols before..." Mao Lilan pointed her index finger at her temple as if thinking, "It seems to have been six or seven years ago..."

A figure flashed by, and I tried to catch it, but it disappeared in the moment I thought about it carefully.

"There are a lot of them during the patrol." Kogoro Mori responded casually.

"By the way, Dad, who did you meet today? It's rare that you didn't drink."

"My instructor in the police academy. Oh, and I also met Officer Oono who sent you back yesterday."