Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

A total of seven places were exploded, indicating that the other party has shown signs of serial crimes. As long as serial crimes are involved, there will be repetitions of crime scenes and crime tools.

Therefore, it is commonly known as finding similarities.

"Miss Yumi, can these cameras be turned on directly?"

The super-large screen on one wall divides the monitoring perspective in the form of square grids, and the surveillance videos of all roads in Tokyo are here.

Gongsheng asked Yumi Miyamoto behind her.

"Enen, they are all here. If you want to directly enter the surveillance in that area, you can watch them later. You can also adjust the time period and video speed at the side."

Sitting on the table with her plump buttocks, holding the boy in her arms, Miyamoto Yumi felt a little tired from work, and leaned her head completely on the other's shoulder.

On the contrary, it was like being carried by a boy and fell asleep.

There is no one else in the traffic department of the Metropolitan Police Department. After the work pressure has increased sharply, a group of students from the Metropolitan Police Department's school are also arranged for internship on the street.

Most people go home when they should go home, and play mahjong when they should play mahjong. If it weren't for the backs of a group of girls around, Miyamoto Yumi wouldn't need to stand guard at all.

"Okay, thank you... If Miss Yumi wants to rest, you can rest on my back for a while."

Just find someone, it won't take too long.

As soon as Gongsheng finished speaking, he heard a snoring sound, and the sound was not low at all, without any image of a lady.

Beside him, several traffic inspectors who had been discussing in a low voice stepped forward.

"I'm sorry, senior Yumi has been taking care of me because he was worried that I would go on patrol alone, otherwise he would have been able to go back to get off work normally like other seniors."

A girl with two ponytails and cat-eye pupils came before her.

Full of energy, yet showing shyness and timidity, it seems that Miyamoto Yumi, who is behind Kosei, wanted to come forward and say a few words.

It also seems to really regard Gongsheng as Yumi Miyamoto's boyfriend or younger brother.

No way to know, Kosei didn't know how Miyamoto Yumi explained to Miike Naeko in front of him, but he didn't want to explain too much.

If you really talk about your boyfriend, you won't be at a disadvantage, and if you really talk about your brother, you won't be unlucky either.

Let it go.

"Well, let her rest for a while. If there is no important matter, you can go back first. I guess many people will come here later."

Gongsheng just glanced at the twin ponytails next to him, and turned his gaze to the screen again. The number in the lower left corner was constantly changing, from one to two, then from two to four, then from four to eight, from eight becomes sixteen.

Sixteen to 32, 32 to 64.

64 is the limit.

It's not the limit of Gongsheng, but the limit of the computer, because the normal state of Gongsheng's magic perspective is 120 quadruple speed.

"Well, okay, Senior Yumi is sorry for your inconvenience."

Making a bowing motion, Miike Naeko turned around and trotted away, flustered, and bumped into a chair beside her, yelling softly "Ouch".

I guess I don't have to go to work tomorrow, so I have to lie at home all day.

Limping and limping, she dragged several female inspectors from the transportation department to leave together.

The room fell into silence again, only Gongsheng was still typing on the keyboard, staring at the 64x speed video screen.

……

"Da da da... da da da..."

"Crack----!"

The gauguin shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the floor tiles, and hurriedly walked to the door of the traffic department. With the sound of the door being pushed open, a tall, short-haired beauty walked into the monitoring center of the traffic department.

This is the hub of transportation in Tokyo, with monitoring of all major highways and streets, all expressways and elevated roads, as well as monitoring platforms that can be connected to some areas, and call the road monitoring of all police stations in Tokyo 24 hours a day.

But no one is on duty today.

They were all sent out to work in the street, and no one was allowed in the office, but they had been in the Metropolitan Police Department for a few years, and the people who stood on the street were all temporary interns arranged by the Metropolitan Police Department Academy. Went to the mahjong room for entertainment.

"Master, you said you found it..."

Before the first sentence was spoken, Miwako suddenly stopped shouting.

Seeing Miyamoto Yumi lying behind Kosei, making a snoring sound that can only be heard when sleeping, it is extremely clear and harsh in the quiet room.

The boy's expression was very flat, and he wasn't tired of this kind of snoring, nor was he tired of Miyamoto Yumi who was leaning against and hugging him all the time.

"I have found the location of these people's strongholds, their identities, their next targets, and their crime tools."

Gongsheng didn't look back at Miwako, he was still playing with the computer.

On the big screen in front of him, all the information has been arranged. A large yellow van appeared on the video, and there were many people's faces and identity information.

And on the table next to it, there is a map of Tokyo, with various red lines drawn on it, a common location, connecting the seven explosion locations.

"But we haven't found any evidence related to the bomber in our first search?"

Miwako stepped forward quickly, looking at the van above the screen.

Suddenly I heard the keystrokes, and the screen instantly changed to sixteen images, some of which were road cameras getting off at high speed, some of which were speedometer cameras on some streets, and some of which were handed over to stare at illegal cameras.

Sixteen pictures, all of which have yellow vans.