The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Such as Xiaolan, Dr. Ali and so on.

"Then what are you going to do next, Shinichi?" Dr. Ali buried himself in repairing the signal transmitter in the glasses, and continued to ask after hearing the words.

"There is no other way, I can only try my best to talk to Atsuto Yamashita." Sitting on the chair, Conan spread his hands and sighed.

"The information about the mutilation case three months ago was strictly blocked by the police. Judging by Yamashita's reaction, if we continue to investigate, it will easily attract the attention of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"In that case, my true identity may be exposed."

"We can't afford to be so impulsive when we're not sure if that case really has anything to do with the Black Clothes."

Conan has no idea of ​​fighting against the state apparatus, he just wants to find out the black organization hiding in the dark, and then transform back into Kudo Shinichi and return to Xiaolan.

Before that, his identity must not be revealed.

Otherwise, God knows if someone from the black organization will come to deal with him in advance.

Therefore, reaching a cordial and friendly cooperation with Atsuto Yamashita has become his best choice now.

"According to the information we have now, the secret investigation team set up by the Metropolitan Police Department should be responsible for the unsolved corpse case, but Yamashita Atsuto didn't know why he was kicked out of the secret investigation team."

"This is my chance."

"I want to gamble, Doctor."

"I bet he is not willing to let the murderer who committed this case go unpunished."

Conan, who had calmed down, had a cocoon-like clarity of thought, which made Dr. Ali, whose back was turned to him, heaved a sigh of relief.

This is the Kudo Shinichi he knew, the sensible and intelligent high school student detective.

"Are you going to find Atsuto Yamashita to cooperate in investigating that case?"

"That's right, anyway, he already knows my identity. If that's the case, why don't I take advantage of the bonus of [Kudo Shinichi]'s identity instead."

Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era;

The savior of the Japanese police.

These are all the titles that the media that want to make trouble have given him. Although he is suspected of deliberately belittling the police, it also shows how excellent Kudo Shinichi's ability to solve crimes is.

At that time, no matter whether the case has anything to do with the black organization or not, he will not lose money.

If there is a relationship, he will be able to obtain information related to the black organization in the process of solving the case;

If it doesn't matter, he can also gain the friendship of Atsuto Yamashita, and thus get information about the black organization from his mouth.

Moreover, if he cooperates with Atsuto Yamashita to investigate this case, the police will never find him, because Atsuto Yamashita is his umbrella.

This is also the reason why Conan would say that he was too impulsive and reckless after calming down now.

As soon as you hear news that there are members of the Black Organization, you immediately fight against it like a chicken blood. This state is absolutely unacceptable.

Absolutely not advisable.

Yamashita Atsuto's fright really scared him out of his mind.

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"Well, that's all right now."

"Xiao Shiyu, how are you doing?"

Atsuto Yamashita, who had been busy for a long time and finally finished the project, slumped on the sofa, pointing at the painting of "God's Punishment" hanging on the wall, triumphantly.

"It seems that your sense of position is not as bad as I thought." Kasumigaoka Shiwa, who was lying on the sofa reading a magazine, lowered the height of the magazine that blocked her sight with both hands, and glanced at the paintings on the wall that she bought. , in a good mood.

Crossing his legs and humming a song, he didn't care about the bottom of his skirt which was already gone.

As soon as he turned his head, he happened to catch a glimpse of the gentle scenery, and his temples on both sides of his forehead thumped, and his rough hands directly grasped his ankles wrapped in black velvet stockings.

The sensitive Kasumigaoka Shiyu's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyelids drooped, her cheeks blushed as she no longer cares about the magazine tightly held in her hand.

"Mr. Bento..."

"How many times have I told you that girls should pay attention to their personal image when they go out. Are you not afraid of losing your body when your legs are so high?" After pulling the left leg wrapped in black silk back on the sofa with a strong arm, Atsuto Yamashita got up, went to the kitchen and took out a can of beer from the refrigerator.

It's cold and cold, which is good.

After all, he is still a young man with a fresh blood.

Kasumigaoka Shiha, who completely covered her cheeks with a magazine, gritted her teeth angrily.

However, at the same time of being helpless, there was also a hint of joy in my heart.

This reaction of Atsuto Yamashita is definitely a good sign.

Isn't the bottom line just approaching step by step and then breaking through?

Recalling the master-like theoretical system of editor-in-chief Sonoko Machida, Kasumigaoka Shiwa frowned and hummed a little tune happily.

I don't know why, but now she seems to be enjoying the ambiguity in her heart when teasing Yamashita Atsuto.

While reminiscing, the phone screen on the coffee table lit up.

"Duke, your phone number."

"who is it?"