Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

I wanted to rub my face twice.

"Okay, just hang on for a while, and I'll ask Sister Meihezi to take you back to rest later."

And buried it in Gongsheng's arms, tightly against the boy's abdomen.

It's just that this time, he didn't make any sleepy snoring sounds, and moved around a little bit, as if he was pretending to be asleep.

After hearing the boy's permission, a smile appeared on the face buried in his arms, and he stretched out his hands to fix the position of Gongsheng's waist, feeling the oppression of his own cotton candy, and colliding with 'Little Gongsheng'.

She has already evolved from an innocent girl to a steel old woman. As for her boyfriend, she is even less entangled. Yumi smells the fragrance of orchids and enjoys a sense of fulfillment.

Sitting on a chair, hugging each other like this, a boy who is 12 years younger than himself.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

The sound of footsteps was scarce at the beginning, and gradually increased, mixed with voices, coming from the corner of the corridor.

All the way to the door of the monitoring center.

"Crack----!"

The door opened, and Matsumoto Police Department walked into the monitoring center first, followed by Sato Police Department and Shiratori Police Department.

It also includes the staff of the first search section, and the staff of the Metropolitan Police Department who dared to come from other departments.

But when everyone came in, they were shocked by the scene in front of them. Yumi Miyamoto, a 30-year-old from the transportation department, hangs out in mahjong piles dominated by men every day, runs the train with his mouth full, and behaves more masculine than men. It is defined as a woman who cannot be married.

At this moment, Miyamoto was sitting on a chair, hugging the youngest legal aid staff member of the Metropolitan Police Department, from a rosy peach blossom face with a beautiful face.

Especially those hands that hugged the boy, wandering wantonly on the boy's back, enjoying the boy's explanation of the slightly raised buttocks and the strong and straight back tibia, keen on the deltoid, teres minor, teres major and other parts .

That smile is definitely a treat!

Miwako Sato was a little embarrassed at the moment, feeling inexplicably jealous of her best friend's behavior.

Thinking of the first time they met, Gong Sheng stood in the courtroom, wearing a slim and handsome suit, but at the moment of the riot, he was like a tiger, knocking people into the air with an elbow.

The movement of the elbow perfectly outlined the back muscles, which were extremely well-proportioned, strong, and firm muscles, and then disappeared after the movement was put away.

At this moment, I really can't help but kick my best friend over, and enjoy my little boy's strong muscles instead of her. It should be great.

"Inspector Matsumoto, I have found some clues about the bomber here, and I was about to ask you for advice, but I didn't expect you to arrive first. I'm sorry to trouble you."

The honorifics that should be said need to be said. No matter what the status of the public is, the gorilla in front of him is also his elder. It is really impossible to say coolly like Kudo, "I already know the truth."

At the same time, because she was afraid of the class teacher in junior high school, Sayuri Matsumoto.

In addition, there are at least No. 50 police officers behind the opponent, and now is a special period, all of them have guns.

"Skip these cumbersome questions first. Miwako said that clues about the bomber have been found here, and I want the results."

Extraordinary times, extraordinary methods.

Police Officer Matsumoto waved his right hand, and the gesture inside the Metropolitan Police Department meant to start action, signaling to the search team behind him.

In just an instant, Police Department Shiratori and Police Department Sato followed Police Officer Matsumoto, and other personnel quickly entered the monitoring command center, took out a small notepad, and prepared the case analysis records.

Everyone was in place, and Police Officer Matsumoto faced the big screen with a serious expression.

The only one in the whole scene with a different expression, ruddy and dirty, was Yumi Miyamoto.

"Let's start with the vehicle. This yellow van is their crime tool. I have verified the license plate information through the traffic department's vehicle information and identified the first suspect. I confirmed that it was the vehicle. It is that it has appeared near the seven crime scenes."

As he said that, sixteen pictures appeared on the big screen, all of which were captured by surveillance cameras. A yellow van drove by the road.

At the same time, Gongsheng took out the road map of Tokyo in front of him, which marked the road the vehicle passed by at the origin, and indicated the direction of travel with arrows.

The seven explosion points are highlighted with a five-pointed star.

"Show me the video footage."

Police Officer Matsumoto picked up the map that Kosei handed over, and filtered the sixteen pictures he had just seen in his mind. Relying on his familiarity with all the roads in Tokyo and the prompts from the map, he instantly confirmed that what Kosei said was true.

Looking up again, I saw that Gongsheng transferred the identity of the suspect in the yellow van, a middle-aged man, released from the Tokyo prison, unemployed.

"Okay, let's play the video now... In addition, I also suggest investigating the suspect's property, because through the Metropolitan Police Department system, it was discovered that his son was injured in a fight and needed medical expenses."

Gongsheng operated the computer, called up the surveillance camera, and intercepted the clips of the yellow van passing by. The time was recorded on it, and they were played one by one.

The Shiratori Police Department on the side heard the words of the public, turned around immediately, and gestured to the two officers of the first search section to conduct an investigation.

Unlike Shinichi Kudo, at least Kosei Mori is within the Metropolitan Police Department system, and "suggestions" are also mentioned in the language. Whether to do it or not depends on the attitude of the people present.

There was no outpouring of resentment.

The video on the screen continued to play, and every road where the yellow van appeared, many people from the first search team recorded according to these clues.

"Shiratori, compare the time of occurrence of all the cases, does it match the time of the driving record above?"

Police Officer Matsumoto frowned, more seriously than before.

Because it is different from the clues submitted before, the clues this time are the most intuitive and accurate. I have a hunch in my heart that I am already approaching the truth.

"The time of the first incident was four o'clock in the evening the day before yesterday in the rich district, and the travel time of the yellow van on the video screen was two o'clock; the second incident occurred at two o'clock in the morning yesterday in the rich district, and the time when the yellow van appeared was One o'clock in the morning; the third incident took place at the commercial plaza at eight o'clock yesterday morning, and the yellow van's travel time was six o'clock in the morning."

All of them arrived at the scene two hours in advance and carried out explosive crimes.

Data can bring people closer to the truth, and detailed and direct data will suppress all kinds of gorgeous and handsome reasoning, and present it to people in the most rigid way.