The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

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"Who is secretly scolding me behind my back?"

Atsuto Yamashita, who came out of the administrator's office, couldn't help but sneezed.

"Probably your busy colleagues?"

The familiar voice that followed made him blink his eyes in surprise, and double-checked who it was that was sitting in his seat.

"Chengshi? Why are you here? You haven't slept yet at this point? Don't you always call yourself a health expert?"

Looking at the clock hanging high on the wall, the hour hand was almost midnight, making Yamashita Atsuto think he was hallucinating.

He has been staying in Matsumoto since he came back from Judy in the afternoon, painstakingly "analyzing" the black organization information provided by the FBI, and made further speculations logically.

Even for dinner, I just casually dealt with two bites of pork chop rice, and I have been busy until this point.

In the end, I actually saw Ma Sheng here?

"What? Reported by neighbors?"

Atsuto Yamashita winked at him cheerfully: "I told you a long time ago, although that guy is theoretically an adult, she still looks—"

"roll."

Asahi rolled his eyes, and threw a document at his friend.

Is he such a tasteless person?

"I just helped your Police Department solve the case, and you treat me like this? Believe it or not, I just let your medical report disappear?"

"Solve the case? Just you?"

Atsuto Yamashita looked up and down suspiciously at his friend, automatically ignoring the threat in the second half.

What a joke.

He still doesn't know how much Ma Sheng really weighs?

"Then, brother Takagi, you should send these children back first."

In doubt, Mu Mu Shisan's familiar "brother's tactics" played again in Shan Xia's ears.

Looking back, the leader is Edogawa Conan, a Shinigami elementary school student.

"Ah Lele?"

"Officer Yamashita?"

Conan, who also saw a certain unscrupulous policeman, suddenly tilted his big head, and put on a big face in front of Mumu Shisan to show his cuteness: "Mumu Police Department, since Officer Yamashita is here, then Huiyuan and I will sit by him." Let's go back to the car, okay?"

"This will save Officer Takagi from taking a detour to send me and Huiyuan off."

"It's okay." Memu Shisan was obviously also surprised to see Atsuto Yamashita.

At this point, shouldn't his subordinate get off work early?

Or, did you run into some difficult case again?

"Brother at the foot of the mountain, since you are on the way, I will trouble you to take a ride."

"Police, is this another murder incident?"

Seeing the cute Conan, Toshito Yamashita curled his lips, and started to have a vague yin and yang aura again.

"Yes, but thanks to Dr. Aso."

Mu Mu Shisan sighed with emotion, but there was a bit of bitterness that was elusive for ordinary people in his eyes.

These days, even a doctor in a small clinic is better at solving cases than him.

What is going on in this world...

Is it because the times are advancing too fast and young people grow up too fast?

Considering that several of the new generations under his command also have a certain ability to solve cases, even looking at the relatively dull Takagi who solved the [Sorrowful Silang] incident alone two days ago, Mu Mushisan felt that maybe he was really old .

"Huh? I went to Dongdu Imagery Institute and there was a death there?"

After leaving the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department, Atsuto Yamashita who consciously carried Conan to his car had ridicule in his eyes: "What else do you have to argue with, Conan Edogawa?"

"roll."

Conan rested his chin on one hand, bent his eyes into the shape of a protractor, and didn't bother to pay attention to this unscrupulous policeman who gloated at his misfortune: "The people who followed me and Huiyuan, how did you investigate?"

"I checked, it's the FBI."

"FBI?" Conan was stunned when he heard this.

Almost immediately, he thought of his father who was far away in the United States - Yusaku Kudo.

Reminiscent of the few days when his mother Yukiko Kudo returned to China for a short stay this time...

"Ah, FBI, it's the team led by the new teacher Judy in your school."

——? !

Conan was unsteady, and almost knocked his forehead on the central control panel: "Mr. Judy?!"

"She's the FBI?!"

"Why, from your tone, you seem to suspect that she is from the winery?" Atsuto Yamashita drove into the curve with his turn signal on.

"Indeed, but Hattori doesn't think so, although he also suspects that something is wrong with Teacher Judy." Conan said with a sullen face, and he and Hattori Heiji's guess about Judy's identity.

"It's easy for two high school students with hairless hair to discover the anomaly. This teacher Judy's camouflage skills are really not in place."

This is the FBI elite?

"Are you sure, Yamashita?"

"Don't worry, I've already checked it myself. You can choose to believe that woman for the time being, but it's only limited to her."

Atsuto Yamashita vaguely remembered that in the previous life, there was still no conclusion about whether Judy's boss, James, was black or red.

It is doubtful to say that he is red.

It is not entirely convincing to say that he is black.

"The old thief Qingshan dug the hole, damn!"

Atsuto Yamashita was very melancholy, but unfortunately he couldn't see the ending, so he could only try it out by himself.

It feels so uncomfortable not to be able to open your eyes and push flatly.

Atsuto Yamashita, who was used to hanging out, just felt weak all over.

"Who is the old thief in Qingshan?"

Suddenly hearing a strange name, Conan turned his head and asked suspiciously.

But he didn't expect that what greeted him was Atsuto Yamashita's... radiant, radiant eyes?

"You, what do you want to do?"

"I'm warning you, don't act recklessly. The Maori Detective Agency is just ahead. Be careful and I'll ask Lan to come down."

Thinking of the four-handed bombing that Yamashita killed Hattori on Mermaid Island again, Conan, who was concerned, hurriedly sounded a warning.

"It's nothing. It's just... how about calling me old thief Qingshan two more times?"

Atsuto Yamashita asked tentatively, and Conan became more cautious.

This unscrupulous policeman has bad intentions at first glance.

Definitely not to be fooled.

"Don't mind me, call me two more times?"

"Go away!"

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"pat..."

"Susu..."

"Get a good night's sleep when you get back, and forget about it. You can go to and from school with that boy Kudo tomorrow, understand?"

An apartment in Tokyo.

In a room with no lights on, a woman in a bathrobe with her chest exposed is wearing earphones, her right index finger is tapping the table regularly, and she is humming the movie theme song sung by her friend Yukiko Kudo with her red lips sipping wine.

A decorator's outfit was piled in the trash can by the bed.

"You shouldn't be here today."

"Sorry, I'm older than you, so what you say doesn't count."

"...The amount of reading has tripled!"

"You are insane! Is that something people can read?!"

"When I was studying in the United States, I read more than ten times as much as you do every day."

"........."

In the earphones, the noise between the teacher and the students continued.

Bellmode played with the lighter in his left hand, lit the cigarette and picked up the photo on the table at the same time.

"Found you, Shirley."

The whisper of the witch rises in the lonely and quiet room, and the swaying flame gradually burns along the corner of the photo.

The blinding flames illuminated Belmode's ever-glamorous face.