The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"It's a serial murder case. A professor from Waseda University, a mountain bike shop owner, and two Japanese-Americans died."

The subordinates, who had been prepared for a long time, put the file bag containing all the documents related to the case on the desk in front of Rum, bowed respectfully and left quietly.

After pondering for a moment, Rum pressed the lamp switch, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared in the extremely dark room due to the drawn curtains——

The rough ten fingers stopped typing on the keyboard, and wiped away the shackles of the file bag, and the neat documents and photos were scattered all over the table in an instant.

Ito Hiba, a professor at Waseda University, Fujiwara Kihara, a bicycle shop owner; Emi Yukimura, a freelance designer, and her son Genichi Yukimura, a famous Asian magician.

"Huh? Mori Kogoro? It's him again?"

With just one glance, the sensitive Rum found the photo of Kogoro Mori in a lot of documents.Judging from the written statement, he was the one who found Fujiwara Kihara's body, and he was the one who finally witnessed the death of Genichi Yukimura and called the police.

Two of the four dead were linked to it.

Considering that Kudo Shinichi, who has disappeared for a long time and was suspected of colluding with M78, also appeared in this case, Rum's suspicion and doubts about Mori Kogoro inevitably increased.

Under one eye, as the second in command of the organization, he fell into deep thought.

The capture of Gin and others by the police has become the biggest mystery that plagues his heart. Today, Rum sees everyone in the organization as an undercover whistleblower.

Whether it is Bourbon or Keir, his heart is full of suspicion at the moment.

Let Bourbon do things for him, one is that he can only trust a few people such as Bourbon in the organization, and the other is to keep himself out of the matter and test whether Bourbon has two hearts.

"Drip."

Suddenly, the old pager in the man's arms rang twice.

Rum, who has always been moody and angry, had a rare fluctuation between his brows. Looking at the series of numbers he received, he clenched his fists.

[Kiel, new mission.Go to this place to investigate, the coordinates are...]

After thinking about it, Rum took out the mobile phone that he specially used for contacting his subordinates in the organization, wrote the address in the email and sent it to another suspicious person in his heart.

It wasn't just Bourbon who went out on a mission with Gin, but also Keir, who finally returned to the organization alive.

As for the serial murder case where Shinichi Kudo appeared...

The man pondered for a moment, then turned off the lamp while getting up.He took off his suit, threw it on the coat rack, and opened the dark room behind the bookshelf——

Take off the blindfold and put on black contact lenses that can cover the features of the artificial eyes;

As the door of the darkroom slowly closed, Rum tore off the last layer of camouflage on his face.

Even in his temporary residence, Rum was still extremely cautious.

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"Yamashita, how is the contact with Shinichi Kudo?"

The Metropolitan Police Department searched the office area of ​​the third department.

Shiratori Ren Sanlang, who knocked on the office door, rushed in to report the latest progress of the case, the seriousness on his brows was indescribable.

"Not yet, his phone has been disconnected, what's wrong?" In the office, Shan Xia, who was crossing his legs, paused for a moment.

It's no wonder Kudo Shinichi was able to contact him, he didn't even make a phone call, after all, the deity is sitting here.

Shiratori Ren Saburo glanced at Conan who was sitting in the office with a cute appearance, he hesitated to speak.

"It's okay, Conan-kun is also a frequent visitor of our Metropolitan Police Department. Besides, he is so smart, maybe he can provide us with new ideas." Yamashita Atsuto smiled and relieved Conan, although the latter has always been a I don't know what the embarrassment is.

"Well, I think there is something wrong with Koshimizu Nanatsuki's reasoning. Or, something is wrong with the murderer."

Now that the boss has said that, Shiratori couldn't say anything more, and instead said what he felt was wrong in his heart: "Harada Hongyi said in several confessions that he himself got the dagger from Yukimura Gen After snatching it, he unsealed it by himself, that is to say, if he hadn't lied, then it is impossible for Kudo Shinichi's fingerprints to exist on this dagger.

But now all the evidence, clues and even his own testimony are pointing the finger at him, and I feel very wrong. "

In any case, they are all members of the gold watch group, Shiratori Ren Saburo is not stupid.He didn't doubt Harada Hongyi's rhetoric at first, and even supported Koshimizu Nanatsuki's reasoning in his heart.

But now, the fingerprints left by Kudo Shinichi on the murder weapon have become an ice pick that pierces the lies.

"I think you're right Yamashita, your teacher Harada Koki is most likely atoning for the mistakes he committed 20 years ago, and he took all the blame for it—"

Speaking of excitement, Shiratori Ren Saburo raised his tone a little, but was interrupted by Yamashita Atsuto's raised left hand: "We have no evidence, Shiratori."

"Kudo Shinichi's fingerprints are the evidence. We just need to find him and ask him exactly when he touched the dagger. If it doesn't match the time in several statements by Harada Hongyi, it will be enough to overthrow him confession!"

"........."

Akatsuki Yamashita pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer for a while.

It is indeed feasible for Kudo Shinichi to come forward, but the key is that Kudo Shinichi cannot come forward at all now.

It is troublesome enough to have a fingerprint leaked out, and if he shows up accurately, he can't guarantee whether Zilang will do some tricks secretly during Kudo Shinichi's testimony.

Moreover, now he also needs a problem that needs to be solved urgently.

If his conjectures are true, it also means that the black hand behind the scenes is Yukimura Saki who personally led all this and then killed his brother Yukimura Genichi with a knife.

"Let me try to contact Kudo Shinichi again. You go out and wait for someone. Once Yukimura Saki's transcript is finished, bring her to my office immediately."

Akatsuki Yamashita rubbed his temples, waved his hand and said.

"I understand." Shiratori nodded, turned and left.

"Yamashita, you said my identity, shouldn't it be..." After Shiratori left, Conan's face that also diverged to a certain point became ugly in an instant.

"Ah, if that's the case, I'm afraid Yukimura Saki already knows your true identity."

Atsuto Yamashita had a bit of a headache: "Yukimura Shaki wanted to kill someone, but she didn't want to bear the charges, so everything before was his brother's doing the trick.

But it was obvious that she had long wanted to kill her brother, so she arranged for Harada Hongyi to confess the crime voluntarily. "

And Yukimura Genichi's performance props are all managed by her, which means...

"Witness."

A noun popped out between Conan's teeth.

Yukimura Saki had never met Kudo Shinichi, and she knew very well that Kudo Shinichi had never been to her villa.Therefore, she only needs to carefully recall who has entered and exited the warehouse managed by her.

Even, she only needed to ask one person—the old woman dressed as a housekeeper who watched Conan hold the dagger and put it back.

"Yamashita, what should we do?" Conan was really numb now.

My biggest secret is about to be known by a murderer who planned a series of murders. Even Yukimura Saki may have thought of it now...

Chapter 470 Shinichi Conanqi Appears

"You ask me, who am I going to ask?" Atsuto Yamashita gave him a blank look, and spread his hands to express that he was helpless.

Who the hell would have thought of that.

Defense by day and night, but stumbled on a murder weapon, and was detected, absolutely.

"Reflect on yourself, and don't touch things at the scene and leave fingerprints in the future."

"........."

Conan wanted to reply, but he couldn't get it out of his mouth. He couldn't help scratching his scalp in boredom: "I'm serious."

If it was normal, then Conan might still have a stubborn mind, but now he just wants to make up for it: "Where is Belmode? Where is she? Can you ask her to come over and help?"

"No, disguise is risky after all, and I'm afraid it will be troublesome if I run into some winery radar again." Atsuto Yamashita, who took out his mobile phone and opened the address book, rejected the proposal.

Kudo Shinichi can still come around, if Belmode, who is dead on the surface, is discovered, it will be completely over.

Taking a step back, even if it is possible, but considering the race against time at this point in time, it is unrealistic for Ma Shengshi or Belmode, two disguised masters, to temporarily prepare and make disguise materials.

and so……

"In? I have something to ask—"

beep--

As soon as the call got through, Yamashita Toruto was hung up before he could finish speaking.He didn't hesitate at all, for fear that he would hear "Brother" blurt out in the next second if he hangs up too late.

"call……"

Kaito Kuroba, who had been undercover in the Suzuki engineering team for a few days, wiped the sweat from his forehead, obviously relieved.

He felt that there was a high probability that he had PTSD in the case report, and when he heard that Atsuto Yamashita wanted to ask him for help, he panicked for a while.

"Ring-ring--"

"Ring-ring--"

"Ring bell bell!"

The phone that had been hung up repeatedly rang one after another. In desperation, Kaito Kuroba could only temporarily leave the Suzuki engineering team, found a secluded place and pressed the answer button: "Hey, what do you want me to do? Let me know first, then let me Don’t blame me for falling out with you when you write the closing report.”

Considering such urgent phone calls one after another, Kuroba Kaito finally relented.

"This time you are not asked to play me, but to play another person who doesn't even need makeup."

Atsuto Yamashita's voice came from the other end of the phone, a serious and serious tone was rare, and Kaito Kuroba cheered up instantly: "Who?"

"High school student detective, Shinichi Kudo."

"...Who are you talking about?" Kaito Kuroba blinked, still a little uncertain for a moment, and asked again.

The high school detective who bumped into himself and looked like he was born with the same parents?

"To put it simply, the Kudo Shinichi you played secretly returned to Japan to investigate a case, and sneaked into the prop warehouse of the Japanese-American magician's house..."

In the office, Atsuto Yamashita, who asked Conan to lock the door, raised the request as quickly as possible, and asked Kaito Kuroba to rush over to help smooth things over.

"It's done."

After hanging up the phone again, Atsuto Yamashita heaved a sigh of relief, slumped on a chair and wiped his face.

Conan's exposure was of a chain nature, and there was no room for him to be indifferent.

"You remember to wear gloves next time you are at the scene related to the case, it is too dangerous."

The man rubbed his brows, then looked up at Conan as if he remembered something, "By the way, you can send an email to Huiyuan to explain the situation, and ask her to go back to school and wipe off the places where you two may have left fingerprints.

For example, desks, chairs, etc., find a classroom to change after wiping.There are also those gadgets made in the handicraft class to be recycled quickly, just in case. "

Atsuto Yamashita vaguely remembered that Conan had been exposed in this way in the original timeline, that is, at that time, Zhenjiu Ireland, who discovered this, had resentment towards gin in his heart, otherwise all Conan's information would have been exposed on the spot.

But right now, Ireland is on the street, Gin is in prison, and it is the mysterious second-in-command of the distillery, Rum, who takes over the job.

Akatsuki Yamashita didn't want to gamble, so it's better to remove all traces first.