The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

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"The police are coming!" The worried and surprised members of the program made way for the police brigade.

At the end, several familiar figures from behind made the corners of Shan Xia's eyes twitch, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

I knew it was this Grim Reaper again!

"Hey! Police Department!" The familiar opening words, once Megushisan's old subordinate, and now the sleeping detective Mori Kogoro greeted Megussan.

"Brother Maori, why is it you again?"

Mu Mu Shisan's tone was also somewhat helpless.

Is my old subordinate poisonous?Why was he present in nine out of ten murders recently?

"Kudo washing machine! Why is it you again! Can't you be more peaceful?!"

Compared with the helpless and peaceful exchange between Mori Kogoro and Mekushisan, the confrontation between Yamashita Atsuto and Edogawa Conan is obviously intertwined with the smell of gunpowder.

"My name is Kudo Shinichi, not Kudo Washing Machine. Also, what's your tone?" Conan's mouth twitched, expressing dissatisfaction with the man in front of him who once called himself the God of Plague.

[Sure enough, I shouldn't have the so-called sympathy for this guy's past that day, it's not worth it with this bad personality. 】

"What tone? Taste it yourself, savor it carefully."

Deliberately finding faults to satisfy the bad taste after working overtime, Atsuto Yamashita began to survey the terrain around the site.

The room where the crime was committed was not big, and the deceased was sitting slumped in front of the window facing the door, with blood splattered on the glass behind his head.

"Police department, the deceased is named Suwa Michihiko, 37 years old this year, a program planner for Nikmai TV."

"Initial judgment, the murderer should have shot the deceased with the pistol left in this room and fled the scene." The police officer in charge of basic evidence collection and investigation informed Mu Mushisan of the information he had found.

At the same time, Miwako Sato, who was wearing gloves, found several bullet holes in the wall next to the deceased.

"It seems that the murderer is someone who is not very familiar with firearms?"

Atsuto Yamashita, who was pretending to be waiting for Conan to anesthetize Kogoro and then call it a day, came over and reached out to caress the holes in the wall under Miwako Sato's surprised gaze.

"Yamashita-kun, what are you doing?"

"No, nothing."

Atsuto Yamashita, who found nothing unusual on the bullet holes, turned around and was about to find a place to smoke a cigarette, but unexpectedly saw someone in the crowd performing face-changing in Sichuan opera.

【That rascal…………】

【murderer…………? 】

If it wasn't the murderer, Atsuto Yamashita couldn't think of anyone else who would show that kind of expression after the police arrived under such circumstances——

【Wait a moment! 】

[Is this a murderer who played his cards out at the beginning? ! 】

The memory valve that triggered the special keyword was opened, and Atsuto Yamashita, who was surprised, tried hard to recall which murderers in the previous cases of Conan were played by the obvious cards.

Compared with those cases in the middle and later stages that have no impression at all, Atsuto Yamashita still has a deeper impression of the early stage plot.

Nichimai TV...

Yoko Okino is not here, and neither is the characteristic undercover agent of the black organization...

Excluding the mid-to-late period...

It seems that there is such a nonsense case...?

"Hey, Conan, come here."

"Huh? What?"

In the corner of the room, Edogawa Conan, who was still thinking about how the murderer killed him, hadn't had time to react when he was mentioned like a kitten who couldn't resist.

"The murderer, it's that guy, right?"

Atsuto Yamashita held Conan, and quietly pointed with his left hand at a man in the crowd who was being questioned by the Megure Police Department.

? ? ? ?

Conan Edogawa's expression of seeing a ghost made Atsuto Yamashita smile happily.

"How did you know?"

If he remembered correctly, only five or six minutes had passed since the police arrived.

In five or six minutes, this guy deduced the murderer? !

"Innate talent, you can't learn it."

Atsuto Yamashita, who put Tool Man Conan down, stretched his muscles.

【Gifted? 】The corner of Conan's mouth twitched, why did he feel like the words came from Uncle Maori's mouth.

But when he saw the man at the foot of the mountain walking in the direction of Mu Mu Shisan, his expression changed immediately.

【That rascal……】