The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Until the arrival of Akatsuki Yamashita, everything changed completely.

The inner ghost was caught out, and the former head of the First Investigation Section who was about to retire was thrown into jail.Matsumoto Kiyosaga not only took over the position ahead of schedule, but also assigned the position of administrator to his confidant Mu Mushisan, completely preventing the police from reaching out;

The fact that the FBI was secretly acting on Japanese territory gave the Metropolitan Police Department a certain amount of confidence when talking with the FBI.

It's even more remarkable now that even the financial information of the black organization has been found out.

Although according to him, there are still many broiler accounts in the account on the USB flash drive to hide people's eyes and ears, but this is not a problem for the Metropolitan Police Department with sufficient manpower.

This is also the direct reason why the White Horse Police Chief would personally call in private to praise Atsuto Yamashita positively.

With this list, the Metropolitan Police Department can grasp more clues, evidence, and even criminal information, and can conduct a deeper investigation into the black organization and the umbrella behind it.

【Mumu told me everything, you give me a good recovery in the hospital and don't run around. 】

Joy belongs to joy, the batch still needs to be approved.

Fearing that his adopted son would suffer from the same injury as himself, Kiyonaga Matsumoto wrote and deleted on the keyboard with his thumbs, and the long text finally turned into a short warning.

"Tsk, this old man doesn't even say a word of praise, it's useless."

After receiving the email, Atsuto Yamashita glanced at it with great interest, his face drooped immediately, and he curled his lips rather bored.

"Who?"

Ma Chengshi, who was waiting for the traffic lights, asked curiously after hearing the words.

"Old man Matsumoto, who else could it be? I compared the list given by Belmode with the ones I found and put them all into a USB flash drive and gave them to him. In the end, the old man was still reluctant to say a good word." Atsuto Yamashita, who was sitting on the passenger seat and twisted his waist, spoke in a helpless tone.

"I think the two of you are more tsundere than the other, and you are more grown-ups. You are too, you will die if you lower your head first?" Seeing that the green light is about to arrive, Ma Cheng, who put into gear and started, couldn't help but say something.

"Why? Both shoulders and the head are carrying one head. Besides, I'm not wrong." Shan Xia Turen leaned his elbows on the window sill, and looked at the street scene outside the window with his face resting on his side.

"Well, sorry to interrupt."

Belmode, who was sitting in the back seat, was still stained with realistic "blood". He pointed to the figure curled up on either side of her with his left and right hands respectively: "Can you speed up? I think Shinichi Kudo is about to change back." , with a painful expression."

"Don't worry, there is still half an hour before the minimum effective time of the temporary antidote, which is enough." As one of the developers of the temporary antidote, Ma Cheng really has a good control over the effective time of the drug.

"Kudou is in so much pain, probably because he is sitting next to you, a woman." Miyano Shiho, who was leaning against the car window, grabbed his collar, panted heavily, and couldn't help laughing at the words.

Belmode narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dangerous breath came out spontaneously: "I haven't seen you for so long, and you are still so unlovable, Shirley."

"Fight! Fight!"

Atsuto Yamashita's eyes were shining brightly, and his clapping posture became more and more similar to Kogoro Mori.

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"What's the matter? Is it wrong for me to like to watch the excitement?" Atsuto Yamashita, who was glared at by the two, not only didn't feel wronged, but also very proud, and asked back very confidently.

He would love to see these two women fighting, it must be a good scene.

It's not his wife anyway, so it's not a big deal to watch the excitement.

"Ahem...Compared with this, I still want to know why you, Belmode, chose to betray the organization." Kudo Shinichi will always be Kudo Shinichi, full of vigilance towards exposed winery members.

If Hui Yuan Ai hadn't taken the medicine to make her smaller like him, he wouldn't have trusted her so quickly.

"Because she loves you, she wants old cows to eat young grass, wants to take love away, wants to take you away from Xiaolan—uh, talk to Belmode if you have something to say, don't draw your gun at every turn.

Now is a civilized society, be careful I will arrest you for assaulting the police. "

Seeing that Belmode directly drew his gun, the good-hearted Atsuto Yamashita suddenly became quiet: "Of course, it may be that she wants to take Xiaolan away from you, so she first planned to save your life to win Xiaolan's favor." After all, social fetishism is now free—"

Click!

The sound of the bullet being pulled and loaded was particularly crisp in the closed compartment. Atsuto Yamashita shut up completely, made an OK gesture, and made a gesture of sewing his own mouth until the car arrived at the empty Kudo's house.

"Chengshi, you can help Miyano Shiho go up to the second floor and find a room to lie down, this bag contains her clothes from Haibara's time.

Kudo, this is yours. "

After getting off the car, he took out two paper bags from the trunk and handed them to Toshi Aso and Shinichi Kudo respectively, taking a last look at the Irish corpse in the sack, and closed the trunk.

"What are you going to do with Ireland's body?"

Walking into the living room on the first floor of my best friend's house, and watching my best friend's son and his two other companions go upstairs, Belmode asked, "Are you really planning to take it back to the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"What are you doing with it? Are you making trouble for yourself?"

Atsuto Yamashita sneered, and nestled comfortably in the high-end sofa of Kudo's house: "Tokyo Bay is his best home."

"It's not easy for Bourbon." Belmode crossed his legs, took out a pack of cigarettes from his blood-stained pocket, poured one into his mouth.

"He won't know. The old man Matsumoto is in charge of this matter. The leader of the whole operation is the police boss Baiba Police Superintendent. Toru Amuro has neither the qualifications nor the need to inquire about the inside story.

Gin, Curacao, and vodka were delivered to him. If there is no time for interrogation, will he still care about the two dead people in my hand? Don't think too much. "

Belmode was noncommittal: "Do you smoke?"

"No smoking, Shiyu doesn't like the smell of cigarettes in my mouth."

"I heard that men who can quit smoking are cruel."

"Nonsense, I am the kindest group of policemen in the world. There is no more caring policeman than me." Atsuto Yamashita felt that this sentence was the biggest insult to himself.

There aren't many good cops like him willing to help gin get over his car addiction.

Didn't watch the gin this time, did you learn to behave yourself, didn't you drive that ostentatious Porsche 356A?

This is all due to his hard work.

"Can I know the reason?" Belmode laughed quietly, as if thinking of the scene when Gin was pushing the cart and stepped on the brakes quietly.

"What reason?"

"Why did you save Miyano sisters? I remember that you were strangers at the beginning. Besides, since you are so afraid of trouble, then nothing will happen if you don't save Miyano Akemi."

"In a man's life, there will always be times when he knows there is danger and wants to fight."

Atsuto Yamashita took out his ID and threw it on the coffee table with a "snap", with the corner of his mouth raised: "Besides, do you need a reason to save someone? Don't forget, I'm a policeman."

"A policeman who arrives late and leaves early to pick up female high school students?"

"This is called having rich experience in handling cases and knowing how to allocate work and rest time reasonably."

"What about black eating black?"

"I rely on my professional skills and connections to stand up and have a clear conscience."

"........."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Belmode had no words to refute for a while, and could only shake his head helplessly: "You are really unpredictable."

"It's okay, don't think about seeing through a man, Belmode."

With a toothpick in his mouth, Yamashita took out his mobile phone and started playing Snake to pass the time: "Besides, I never deny that I have many shortcomings.

But at least I'm still a cop. "

Upstairs there was a continuous wail comparable to that of a pig being slaughtered, and Yamashita Atsuto played the game with his usual face, as usual when he was fishing in the Metropolitan Police Department, feeling at ease.

【Grass!Atsuto Yamashita, where the hell did you die? !Why do you have to write a report when you are hospitalized? ! 】

In Kujodo Hospital, Kaito Kuroba gritted his teeth and started work under the witness of Reiko Kujo.

"It's strange, why are you so diligent this time, Yamashita, and you said that you want to revise the report to be revised at once? It's not the last time yet."

Kujo Reiko, who has long been used to Yamashita Atsuto turning into a dead line fighter before the deadline, was very surprised, as if seeing the sun come out from the west.

[Star, you big star! ! !Toshita Yamashita, you dogecoin is simply not a human being! ! ! 】

Young, but still too young.

Before he came here, he deliberately investigated how many reports Atsuto Yamashita had left to write, but he didn't investigate how many reports he still had to revise!

Grass!

Chapter 390 Two, Starting Today Is a Godmother

Kuroba Kaito can swear to the sky, if Atsuto Yamashita appeared in front of him now, he would definitely punch him in the face with his fist regardless of 21.

Even if his identity as a phantom thief would be exposed because of this, he would not hesitate.

I've seen shameless ones, but I've never seen such shameless ones, even a thief like him would be tricked!

He has never seen a policeman who is so considerate enough to ask a thief to help him write and modify the report.

Why don't the public security members write it for such a powerful person!

It's not that I dare not!

If you don't dare to bully the police, you know that you will bully him, a vulnerable group. It's really embarrassing!

He! tui!

"Ah!"

Mihua Town, Kudo House.

Duren Shanxia, ​​who was playing with snakes on the sofa on the first floor, sneezed suddenly: "Which bastard is criticizing Lao Tzu behind my back? Are you bored?"

The long snake on the screen of the mobile phone bit its own tail during this sneezing pause, and the game failed.

After all, the man still failed to break his record for the highest score in the game of Snake.

"Maybe it's the man you arranged to pretend that you were lying on the hospital bed." After taking a shower, Belmode, who directly changed into the normal clothes of his best friend Yukiko Kudo, wiped his wet hair, and walked between Conan, Haibara and Asagi Under the true gaze, she smiled sweetly.

"What are you doing in my mother's clothes?" Conan looked at her with dead fish eyes, and there was still a lot of vigilance in his eyes.

According to Huiyuan, Belmode is the most mysterious woman in the entire black organization, bar none.

But now, this woman lived in his house grandiosely, and even put on the clothes of his mother Yukiko Kudo.

"You were not born when your mother and I changed clothes, Kudo Shinichi." Belmode sat down calmly.

Conan fell silent.

Bei——no, it should be Sharon Wynyard, who is indeed a close friend of his mother Yukiko Kudo, and he had met this woman with Xiaolan when he was in New York.

However, it is still difficult for him to accept it clearly.

Unlike Hui Yuan Ai, Belmode, who is known as the "Thousand-faced Witch", probably couldn't remember how many lives were stained on her hands.