The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"Yeah, I really want to try it. I think it is to accumulate materials for writing novels. But Duren, why are you so excited?"

It was the first time seeing her man so excited in front of her, Kasumigaoka Shiyu was puzzled.

[Nonsense, can I not get excited, what if there is a butterfly effect, wouldn't it be too late for me to cry? 】

Atsuto Yamashita felt that it was impossible.

He remembered the Koshimizu Nanatsuki case.

This was also the last case he could remember about Conan's original work.

A woman with a sense of justice and cruelty, a woman who is both a detective and a criminal—— Nanatsuki Koshimizu.

"I just thought it was a coincidence that I was going to be the keynote speaker on this show just now."

Seeing the doubtful eyes getting closer and closer to him, the man thought of a reason.

Chapter 390 Good brother, do me a favor

Nanatsuki Koshimi, appeared in the famous detective Conan's "Detective's Koshien".

An extremely contradictory and complex character;

A woman who is obviously 20 years old, but pretends to be tender and says she is 18 years old.

It was also once very popular, and it is a pity because of its own criminal attributes.

She is kind and has a sense of justice, but she also has a creepy cruelty.

In the original book, after the plan was exposed, the cruel act of wanting to bury all the sins and innocent people on the small island with him impressed Atsuto Yamashita.

The most important thing is that this time Atsuto Yamashita doesn't think he can use his status as a policeman to stop her in advance, because now in this woman's heart the police cannot be trusted at all.

A year ago, Yueshui Nanatsuki had a good friend who was involved in a wealthy family's daughter's suicide.

At that time, the police in charge of the case mistakenly believed the reasoning of a high school student detective, identified her as the murderer and questioned her.

As a result, Koshimizu Nanatsuki's friend was under too much psychological pressure because of being slandered, and finally chose to commit suicide and ended his own life.

However, after Koshimizu Nanatsuki learned about this incident, the headline he saw on the news was: [The murderer committed suicide in fear of crime before being arrested. 】

That police badge, which represented law and justice, lost its due credibility in front of Koshimizu Nanatsuki from that moment on.

"It's a little troublesome..."

Sitting in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard from time to time, Toruto Yamashita, who used words to sort out his thoughts, had a lollipop in his mouth, raised his legs and couldn't stop scratching his head.

"What's the matter, Duren?" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, who came with a fruit plate, fed him a grape, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

She felt that her fears might have been fulfilled.

"It's a bit troublesome to encounter a case that has already been closed." Atsuto Yamashita didn't hide it, anyway, he was telling the truth.

Now Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was stunned: "The case has been closed?"

How come the case that has already been closed is turned over again?

Could it be—? !

"Did you arrest the wrong person?" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu blinked and asked tentatively.

After thinking about it for a while, she still only thought of this possibility.

The criminal police of the first investigation section have a heavy workload every day, and it is not impossible to catch the wrong person and close the case.

However, based on what she knew about Atsuto Yamashita, he probably wouldn't do this.

"How could I catch the wrong person, it's a colleague of mine."

Atsuto Yamashita put his arms around his girlfriend's waist, and the latter sat on his lap, wrapping his arms around the man's neck.

The slender legs wrapped in black silk dangled wantonly, very seductive.

"colleague?"

"Ah, I don't know who he is now. But obviously, if I really want to take care of this matter, I guess there will be a little more people in the Metropolitan Police Department who don't like me."

Atsuto Yamashita smiled self-deprecatingly, but there was no hesitation in his tone.

Taking the initiative to overturn the case and offend others at the critical moment when the protection task failed, this is undoubtedly setting himself on fire.

The Metropolitan Police Department had such a bad reputation before, is it really just a lack of ability?

There are so many cases in Tokyo every year, how many police officers just fill in the case and close the case?

There are so many cremation forms in the funeral home, and the cause of death is all suicide. Is it really suicide?

The people at the bottom of the mountain knew it, and they didn't know it.

Even this has gradually become an unwritten unspoken rule.

"It's not pleasing to the eye if you don't like it, and we won't lose a piece of meat." Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who has successfully transformed from a light novel writer to a mystery novel writer, and has been among the top bestsellers with the "Spiritual Detective" series, is no longer there. It was the little girl who was ignorant of the unspoken rules of society.

She can naturally imagine what this behavior of her fiancé represents.

To put it bluntly, it is not gregarious, but to put it bluntly, it is to slap those people in the face.

"Won't you stop me?"

"No, because I trust you."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu smiled sweetly, pouted and left her newly bought lipstick on the side of the man's face: "And, the big deal is not to be a policeman, I will support you."

"Then I'm afraid that the old man Matsumoto and Mumu Police will come and tear me down directly." Atsuto Yamashita turned his head and arched his head forward, signaling to do it again.

To distribute benefits, rain and dew should be applied evenly.

"Then I'll pull Aunt Lu and Sister Sayuri, and they will definitely stand by my side!" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu frowned, clenched her fists tightly, and spoke in an extraordinarily confident tone.

Mu Mulu, the wife of Mu Mu Shisan;

Matsumoto Sayuri, the daughter of Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

The daughter's family also has an alliance.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, under the command of her mother who is well versed in this way, gradually mastered the necessary social skills of wives as a wife.

"As expected of you."

Atsuto Yamashita gave her a thumbs up in admiration: "A hero among women."

"That is."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu raised his head proudly, with a rather smug expression.

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Japanese public security secret prison.

In the huge room, Gin with silver hair was sitting on the interrogation chair, with blood dripping down his fingertips to the ground, blooming into enchanting blood flowers.

"Aren't you going to speak yet, Gin?"

Turbin Amuro moved his wrist and took slightly disordered breathing, returned to his seat and sat down: "Who is behind the organization?"

Gin, whose arms were imprisoned on the armrest of the chair, sneered, staring fiercely like a hungry wolf at the fake wine in the organization in front of him, without saying a word.

If eyes could kill, then Toru Amuro would have died countless times by now.

"Although I have known for a long time that your stamina is very good, I have to say that your performance during this period has exceeded my expectations."

"Is it just so impatient to give your acceptance speech? Bourbon, you haven't won yet." Gin, who spat out a mouthful of blood, sneered, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a sarcasm.

Japanese public security, CIA...

As long as it is an undercover agent, after he goes out, no one will try to run away.

All must die!

dead!

"You'll see I win."

Although today is still a fruitless day, Toru Amuro is not impatient.

This is a protracted tug of war, a war of attrition.

He has to continue to lurk in the black organization, he has plenty of time.

[Come right back, Bourbon. 】

The reminder email from Rum made Toru Amuro's heart tighten: [I see. 】

Just as I was about to pack up and leave, I unexpectedly received an email from Atsuto Yamashita: [Do you have time to chat? 】

"How's the gin question? Good brother?"

Amuro Toru, who started the car, dialed the phone, and the address that popped out of Toshito Yamashita's mouth gave him goosebumps all over his body.

[Good brother] is generally not something that Atsuto Yamashita would take the initiative to say.

"I still haven't asked anything yet, how is your health?" Toru Amuro connected the bluetooth and drove away.

"I've been discharged from the hospital a long time ago, so it's delicious to eat now." Shan Xia Duren answered with a smile, knocking on the melon seeds.

Both of them agreed very tacitly without mentioning the so-called M78.

Gin thought it was organized by the Public Security Bureau, but Bourbon thought it was a secret arrangement by the Metropolitan Police Department.

Although Kiyonaga Matsumoto was aware of it, he didn't say a word, and directly raised the banner of being the person in charge of the special operation and stood behind his adopted son to endorse him.

As for Yamashita himself, this situation was planned by him alone.

As long as Kiyoshi Matsumoto doesn't fall, he'll be fine.

At best, go back and have a long-lost meal of fried pork with a belt.

"I heard that you are on vacation. You came to see me instead of taking a good rest during the vacation. Did you find anything new?"

"You are such a good brother. I would like to ask you to do me a favor with the authority of the police. I can't find a case from a year ago. It's not in the archives. Maybe it's because I don't have enough authority."

Atsushi Yamashita offered his own method of inviting people - "Good brother, do me a favor."

Chapter 390 Eight You Welded Conan to Death in the Clinic!