The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Kogoro Mori looked like a drunk, swung his arms around and smashed out the heavy beer glass in his hand!

"Snapped!"

The base of the wine glass accurately hit Belmode's left leg, and the latter staggered and failed to stabilize his figure. Immediately behind him, Mori Kogoro reached out to support Belmode's arm, and a Mori exclusive over-the-shoulder throw came!

[? ? ! ! ! !What about Mori Kogoro's over-the-shoulder throw? ! 】

Belmode's breathing became disordered for a while, and the smell of alcohol on her face made her frown.

Although she was found out on purpose, the fact that this man fell over his shoulder really surprised her, it was simply——

"It's not so easy to escape under the nose of my famous detective Mori Kogoro! I found out when you followed me on the first day.

I have observed you for several days, but today I purposely found a place far away from Mihua Town to lure you out!Didn't expect that, ah ha ha ha ha! ! ! "

After spending a few days observing the stalkers, Mori Kogoro smiled wildly, but the content that came out of his mouth made Belmode puzzled:

[This private detective was discovered when he followed Mori Kogoro on the first day?No, if that's the case, doesn't it mean that this man pretended to deceive even the person behind the private detective? ! 】

"Hello? Yamashita Police Department? It's me, Kogoro Mori.

Yes, yes, it's me. I want to send you a prisoner. I just caught a follower who was following me. "The smile is simple and honest... No, in Belmode's eyes, he smiled like a foolish Mouri Kogoro, hiccupping, and called Yamashita Atsuto.

Kidney stones, which induce inflammation.Today and tomorrow are two days off, update the day after tomorrow

Yesterday, my abdomen suddenly hurt so much that I was sweating, and I almost collapsed on the bed all day long.

I took painkillers and went to bed early, but I was woken up by the pain at [-] o'clock in the middle of the night. I was sluggish intermittently until the hospital's business hours this morning.It is said that stones cause white blood cells in the body, inflammation...

On the spot, I felt like a trough...

Now I have just returned home after lifting the water and doing the ultrasonic gravel. My mental state is not very good, and I have to go to the hospital tomorrow, so I will take a leave today and tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will be updated on the 29th.

ps1: If there is an afterlife, I would like to exchange one-fifth of my IQ for an indestructible kidney.

ps2: place the bowl~

Anti-inflammatory, take another day off, update tomorrow

The increase in white blood cells was too much, and the infusion was infused until the sky was dark.

Pain relief injections should not be administered one after another, and painkillers should only be used for a while after taking them.

It has improved a lot now, but there are still 3 bottles that have not been hung. Judging by the speed, it is estimated that it will be after [-] o'clock in the evening, and it is too late to go home and code.

Take a day off today, and update tomorrow on June [-].

Next month, there will be no menstruation at the beginning of the month, and I will make money to see a doctor.

Seeing a doctor makes me feel that I have no money, woo woo woo...

Bowl~

Chapter 440 The Second Dead

Atsuto Yamashita who received the call was actually rather surprised.

Mori Kogoro actually found out that he was being followed?

Did Belmode release the water, or did she simply not pretend to be that private detective instead?

Because he has been busy with the case at hand, Yamashita Atsuto didn't pay much attention to the situation on Mori Kogoro's side.After all, Belmode has already intervened, and with Conan and Mao Lilan present, this woman's ability and attitude are still very reassuring.

But now this phone call made him have to devote part of his attention to it.

"I see. Detective Maori, stay where you are and don't move. I'll go over right away."

After hanging up the phone, Toruto Yamashita greeted him with two eyes.

Conan, who jumped onto Hattori Heiji's shoulders with his incredible jumping ability and put his arms around his neck to fight, stopped what he was doing, with a little surprise in his eyes: "What happened to Uncle Mori?"

"That uncle was beaten because of a mistake in reasoning, right?" Hattori Heiji, whose hair had been ravaged to the point of disfigurement, nudged Conan with his elbow.

Mori Kogoro's reasoning ability is undoubtedly failing in his opinion, at least as far as what he has seen so far is indeed the case.

Usually reasoning is all about guesswork, and it's all about Conan to solve the case on the spot.

This is Hattori Heiji's inherent impression of him, and it will be difficult to change for a while.

"..." Conan's eyes suddenly turned into protractors, the corners of his mouth twitched and he didn't speak.

[However, what Hattori said is not impossible...

With uncle's character, if the reasoning is wrong and an innocent person is identified as the murderer, it's normal to hit him with a bad temper...]

Thinking of this, Conan, who suddenly felt that life was not easy, sighed secretly, let go of his hands and jumped off Hattori Heiji: "Yamashita, I will go with you."

Out of emotion and reason, he had to follow to see what was going on, who made Xiaolan his girlfriend.

"I'll go as well--"

"What are you going to do? Don't forget that Kazuha is still waiting for you, as well as the staff of the program team, the great detective." Conan, who landed, gave Hattori Heiji a sideways glance when he heard the words, and the latter's blushed suddenly.

Although I want to refute it, it is true.

He came from Osaka just for the variety show "Detective Koshien", and the staff of the program team were still waiting anxiously for him to bring Kazuya there so that they could arrange a hotel for them.You can't make them wait for a long time, that's very impolite.

"Let's go, Yamashita—eh?!"

Conan, who was pushing his glasses with one hand in his pocket, was about to walk out of the alley, but in the next second, he felt an irresistible force from his neck lifting him up.

In an instant, his face changed suddenly! ?

"The police handle the case, what do you mean if you, a primary school student, go with you? If a passer-by sees me as a criminal policeman from the Metropolitan Police Department, don't you want to lose face?"

Atsuto Yamashita bent over to Conan's eyes, and his tone was extremely bad: "You think this is a reality show, you are the director and everyone wants to listen to you?

This is the home of my Metropolitan Police Department, yours, understand? "

"..." Conan had dead fish eyes, and an indescribable low pressure pervaded his body.

Atsuto Yamashita looked at him without fear, without flinching in the slightest.

Let Conan follow?

What a joke.

This is very likely to involve the mysterious rum and winery. He will not let Conan participate until things are clear, or until he has no specific clues.

The ghost knows if this person will come to the top.

Although he has not suffered from illness for a long time, Atsuto Yamashita, who knows the position of the second in command of the rum distillery, feels that it is better to be more cautious.

"You just go and follow Xiaolan as an assistant."

"Are you serious? I'm still a primary school student."

"You also know? Have you finished your homework? Have you finished class? If you remember correctly, you still have class today, right? Did you skip class?" Atsuto Yamashita gave Conan a sideways look, loosened his collar and let him go Come down, pace away.

"Oh? Tsk tsk, I thought you were asking for leave, so you were skipping class~" Hattori Heiji, who put his hands in his pockets and put his hat back on as he watched Atsuto Yamashita's back go away, stopped beside Conan on purpose, bending over He lowered his waist and played a long tone jokingly.

Conan, who was reflecting light on the lens, silently put his hand on the football belt, and Hattori Heiji shut up in a smirk.

"Speak? Aren't you good at talking? Why don't you continue talking?"

Under the amazed gaze of all the guests in the izakaya, even the chefs and waiters, Mori Kogoro, who used a tie as a rope to tie Belmode's hands behind his back, was very proud, and his drunken tone was full of unbearable ridicule: " You dare to follow me like you, and you don’t go outside to find out what I, Mori Kogoro, did before, hiccup..."

Mori Kogoro burped, his complacency palpable.

When it comes to tracking, he is an expert.

Before he became a famous detective, he often did this and had a lot of experience.

"........."

Belmode could swear to God, if it wasn't for not wanting to reveal the fact that she was pretending, she would really have slammed a beer bottle into Kogoro Mori's stinky mouth.

How did such an arrogant and annoying middle-aged greasy man raise an angelic daughter like Mao Lilan?

This is not scientific at all.

Among the crowd of onlookers, a man dressed as a waiter adjusted the position of the button on his sleeve, and broadcast the scene back to Rum's monitor in real time.

Rum, who was sitting in front of the screen, kept silent, carefully observing Kogoro Mori's every move.

until--

In the picture, the door of the izakaya with the closed sign was pushed open, and Atsuto Yamashita in a sea blue suit was immediately reflected in Rum's pupils.

"Yo, Yamashita Police Department, here, here, here!"

Seeing Atsushi Yamashita, Mori Kogoro stood up excitedly from his chair, waved his arms and greeted him, "I'm here!"

"Maori detective."

Atsuto Yamashita, who had also secretly observed the surroundings, immediately greeted him with a smile: "Detective Maori, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, what can I do." Mori Kogoro waved his hands complacently, pointing to the private detective who was tied up with a tie, hands and a chair: "Yamashita Police Department, he is that stalker, stalker It's been a long time since I..."

"Okay, I understand, I will leave this matter to me. I will take him back to the Metropolitan Police Department and I will check it out for you." Atsuto Yamashita nodded heavily, then took out the handcuffs and handcuffed him to death. Belmode's arms.

However, when the moment of handcuffing came, Yamashita Atsuto felt that the private detective in front of him secretly slipped a note into his palm by taking the opportunity of trembling and fear.

The movements are smooth and flowing, and the speed is extremely fast.

Because of being in a blind spot, Rum in front of the screen did not notice her behavior.

Atsuto Yamashita remained calm, and he was sure that the private detective in front of him was Belmode disguised as a man.

"Let's go, I hope you can tell the truth when you return to the Metropolitan Police Department."

Atsuto Yamashita, who was thinking silently in his heart, urged.

The drunken Kogoro Mori counted Belmode's crimes one by one, and then his voice gradually weakened, he fell to the ground and snored...

This Rum saw it clearly, but how he saw Mori Kogoro felt that humans and animals were harmless.

"what's wrong with you?"

After getting into the car and fastening the seat belt, Atsuto Yamashita asked with a frown.

"The client of this private detective asked me to take the initiative to expose myself to Mori Kogoro, and I did so in order not to arouse his suspicion. The strange thing is that the Maori detective seemed to have discovered my existence in advance."