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Not to mention how the curator Ochiai, a laborer, was able to touch the important documents of the boss's house. The fact that the handwriting and other documents were all polluted is already suspicious enough, and the police independently solved the case... ...surely a fake!

Mu Yuan helped curator Ochiai to forge it?

Why did he do this?

Is it the organization...

"By the way, Conan, you can also sign."

While Conan was thinking hard, Mao Lilan suddenly took out a publicity board.

Conan subconsciously took the bulletin board and read the words on it.

"A letter of support for the continued operation of the Rice Flower Art Museum...The Rice Flower Art Museum is one of the rare cultural facilities in Rice Flower Town, and it already exists...The proponent, Fujiwara Chika?"

"Oh, by the way, Conan, you haven't met Miss Qianhua. Miss Qianhua is a friend of Mr. Mu Yuan, and seems to be the sole heir of a political family."

"Political family?" Conan was taken aback for a moment, looked at the letter of support in his hand again, and frowned, "How could someone sign such a thing...huh?"

Conan, who took the pen and was about to sign it, was taken aback for a moment, recalling what Mao Lilan said about the case again in his mind.

"An unscrupulous businessman who treacherously treats the museum as his own child, the poor curator who even kills people to protect the museum, and the heir of a political family... can't it!?"

"Sister Xiaolan!" Conan looked at Xiaolan again, and said anxiously, "Did this Qianhua sister go to the scene of the crime just now? Besides the police, did anyone else show up?"

"Miss Qianhua is still studying at Xiuzhiyuan. It was Muyuan who wrote down her dictated proposal. As for whether there are other people at the scene of the crime..." Mao Lilan reached out and touched her cheek, and said cutely, "Nichimai TV station Ms. Reina Mizumu came here before, I remember she even interviewed Director Ochiai in particular." Mao Lilan reached out her hand to touch her cheek and said cutely.

"It's enough to spark a hot topic, the headlines will be published soon, and the joint proposal that was prepared first... So that's what they came up with!" Conan stared at the signature board in his hand angrily, gritted his teeth and muttered Dao said, "What kind of good initiative is this to jointly protect Mihua Town? It is simply the first political capital for new politicians!"

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The next day, the publications of various newspapers in Tokyo spread rapidly.

After buying a new warehouse, he wiped his sweat with vodka filled with five barrels of cement overnight, took a look at the newspaper beside him, and then took a deep breath.

"Hiss—brother, that guy in Zhenzhong is really dead, and...he died so badly!"

Looking at the pictures in the newspaper, even Vodka couldn't help but smack his lips.

"Oh?" Gin with a tired face opened his eyes, took the newspaper in Vodka's hand and looked at it for a moment, a sneer gradually emerged from the corner of his mouth, "The management of the art museum is entrusted to Erquan Temple... Mu Shisan is really good."

"Hehehe, big brother, if we can let him share more tasks, maybe we will be able to take over all the business in Tokyo soon..."

"No, there's no need for that, let's wait until his position moves up a bit."

"yes, Sir!"

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At the same time, in a kendo gym in Osaka, Kansai, a dark-skinned teenager also picked up a rice flower weekly magazine that smelled of ink, frowned and said:

"It's Meguro Shisan again? Why does that guy Kudo seem to have disappeared... No, there must be something wrong!"

Chapter 218 The Ending of "The Knight of Heaven's Punishment"

In the Metropolitan Police Department, in the detention room, Director Ochiai sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, his long gray beard hanging down his legs.

The sunlight outside the window shone on his side face, adding warmth to that kind face.

If it weren't for the silver handcuffs on his hands, and the few little bastards with dyed yellow hair who were still sobbing in the corner on the other side of the room...it could really be a warm painting hanging in the pastoral exhibition hall of the art museum. exhibits.

Click!

At this time, the metal door on the other side of the room suddenly opened.

Director Ochiai slowly opened his eyes.

The few punks in the corner immediately held their breath, and moved cautiously towards the door.

Sharing the same room with Director Ochiai, the police they feared most in the past have now become their only source of security.

"Director Ochiai..." Mu Mushisan walked into the detention room in person, first frowned and looked at the trembling punks at his feet, and then said solemnly, "You can leave now."

"Great!" The three punks cheered in unison with surprise on their faces.

But before they got up to celebrate, they received another indifferent glance from Director Ochiai, and they squatted back on the ground in an instant.

Curator Ochiai withdrew his gaze, and said calmly: "I promise I won't do anything to them again, so there's no need to change rooms or anything like that?"

Hearing this, the three punks looked bitter, and their faces were filled with frustration again.

The old man on the opposite side seemed easy to bully, but he was actually terribly strong. If the police hadn't arrived in time just now, they might really have been beaten to death!

Especially when he hit them with his hands, the terrifying aura exuded from the old man... Now, just thinking about the old man's appearance when he started his hands, their hearts tremble a little!

"Mu, Mu Mu police officer! I want to surrender!"

Seeing that Mumu Shisan frowned, as if he was about to give up changing rooms for Director Ochiai, the leader of the gangsters hurriedly said:

"In addition to robbing a shopping street, I once beat a homeless man!"

The other two punks were taken aback for a moment, but they quickly came to their senses, scrambling to say:

"Yes, yes, I want to surrender too! Officer Meguro, I stole the panties that were lost in the five-chome women's bathhouse!"

"There's me, there's me! There's a fat guy named Yuantai in Didan Elementary School. I get angry when I see him. I was the one who kicked him secretly on the tram that day!"

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"Hmph! There is no cure!"

Just when the enthusiasm of the three punks was getting higher and higher, Director Ochiai suddenly let out a cold snort, and the detention room immediately fell silent.

The three gangsters who didn't dare to speak any more could only look at Mu Mu Shisan with pleading eyes, which obviously meant: Sir, quickly take us away for interrogation!

Mu Mu Shisan shook his head helplessly, and could only shout to the back, "Takagi, take the three of them to do the transcript."

"Yes!" Gao Mushe saluted and said seriously, "You three, come with me."

"Okay, okay!" The three gangsters rushed up and said again and again: "Thank you, police officer, you really deserve to be the patron saints of the masses, thank you, police officer, thank you..."

"Huh!" Director Ochiai looked at the three scum who fled in a hurry, shook his head with disdain, and closed his eyes again.

But just when he thought the farce was over, instead of closing the iron door and leaving, Mu Mu Shisan walked up to him and took out the key of the handcuffs.

Curator Ochiai, whose perception is far beyond ordinary people, immediately noticed Megure Shisan's movement of uncuffing the handcuffs, and then asked in surprise, "Megure Police Department, what do you mean?"

The three gangsters who hadn't gone far also slowed down and looked over curiously.

Mu Mushisan put the handcuffs in his pocket, raised the brim of his hat, looked at Director Ochiai with a complicated expression, and said, "I just said it, Director Ochiai, you can leave now."

"You mean..."

Curator Ochiai was stunned, and finally understood the meaning of Megushisan's words, but more doubts and incomprehensions followed.

"Why?" Director Ochiai asked.

"You..." Mu Mu Shisan pursed his lips, and avoided answering, "Your lawyer is already waiting for you outside, you should ask your lawyer for any unnecessary matters, you have already been released on bail. "

"Nani!?" The three gangsters all stared wide-eyed and exclaimed, "Isn't he a murderer!?"

Mu Mu Shisan turned his head, frowned at Gao Mushe, and said in a deep voice, "Gao Mu?"

"Ah, yes!" Gao Mushe immediately straightened his face, "You guys, hurry up!"

"Police, sir, can we not turn ourselves in? Just now...we were joking, yes, joking!"

"Hehe, I'm not kidding, it doesn't count if you say it. There are surveillance cameras here, and what you just said has been recorded. As for your surrender just now... we will know what happened after we investigate! Hurry up !"

"..."

The faces of the three punks were full of sorrow.

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"Hello Director Ochiai, I'm the lawyer in charge of your bail application, Hideri."

In the lobby of the Metropolitan Police Department, Fei Yingli wore a small dark purple suit, smiled and extended her right hand.

Curator Ochiai glanced back in a daze, and found that Megushisan and the others had indeed left, then gently shook Concubine Eri's hand, hesitatingly said: "Hello, Concubine, I can understand, Why...how did I...Can I really leave?"

"Of course." Fei Yingli smiled and took out a document, "This is your bail agreement, and this is the stamp of the Kotian police station."

Curator Ochiai took the document, read it several times, and couldn't help asking, "But... I killed someone."

Fei Yingli nodded, "I understand your doubts. Under normal circumstances, a prisoner who may be sentenced to a severe sentence of more than ten years is indeed unable to obtain bail, but your situation is somewhat special."

"My situation...is special?"

"Yes, please look at this."

Fei Yingli took out a photo from the briefcase. The background of the photo is not elsewhere, but the place where Ochiai curator has worked all his life, Mihua Art Museum.

Logically speaking, this should be the place Director Ochiai is most familiar with, but he was stunned when he saw this photo.

"This is..." Curator Ochiai pointed to a banner in front of the art museum that almost covered the entire entrance of the art museum, and said doubtfully.

Fei Yingli smiled slightly, took out another photo from her bag, pointed to the densely packed signatures on it and said: "This is the signature of the residents of Mihua Town, they all like your art museum, and they all hope that the art museum can continue. As long as the operation continues, they are willing to guarantee you, and I believe that you will not do anything to embarrass the police during the bail period."

"There are so many people..." Curator Ochiai took the photo tremblingly, "They all like the museum... believe me..."

"Yes, with their support, your bail application is not entirely impossible."

"Even so, that's a bail permit for a murderer... Lawyer Fei, you're such an amazing lawyer."

Fei Yingli smiled, accepted Director Ochiai's compliment frankly, and took out a document again, "This is the commission contract between you and me, please sign here, after that, my work will be considered complete."

Director Ochiai nodded, signed his name without hesitation, and promised: "No matter how much your legal fees are, I will find a way to repay you."

"Ah, please don't worry about the expenses. The Fujiwara family has already paid for all the legal support expenses after your arrest."

"The Fujiwara family? That political family? Why did they..."

"Supporting you and keeping the Mihua Art Museum is something that every Mihua resident will remember. Although it will not bring any practical benefits for the time being, if the leader of this solidarity action enters politics in the future ...do you understand?"

"So it's like this..." Director Ochiai shook his head self-deprecatingly, but he didn't show any dissatisfaction. After all, after he was released on bail, he would have time to help the museum find a qualified new director, "Then , Are you also in charge of the defense during the trial?"

"Although I really want to defend you, but regarding your trial..." Fei Yingli couldn't help showing a slightly contemptuous expression, "They hired Lawyer Seto."

"Lawyer Seto? Could it be that he is more..."

"My winning rate is [-]%!" Fei Yingli raised her head suddenly in her eyes, and said seriously, "His winning rate is [-]%."

"Ah?" Curator Ochiai was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Sure enough, they still think it would be a little bit..."

"No, you misunderstood." Fei Yingli sighed, "Although Lawyer Seto has never won a lawsuit, he has a specialty that other lawyers cannot match."

"A specialty that other lawyers don't have?"

"Yes, Lawyer Seto...he is very good at delaying the outcome of the trial. The lawsuits handled by him will take at least two years to have results."

"..." Curator Ochiai blinked his eyes, and it took him a while to realize, "That means..."

"That is to say, before the trial results come out, you who have been released on bail can continue to serve as the director of the Mihua Art Museum."

"This..." Curator Ochiai opened his mouth and widened his eyes in disbelief, "I'm just the curator of an art museum, why did the Fujiwara family spare no effort..."

"Oh, about this, it may be because the current head of the Fujiwara family, Ms. Fujiwara Chika, is also a good friend of Muyuan-kun."

"Lord Muyuan..."

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"Great, the museum can continue to operate!"

On the way home from school, Yoshida Ayumi had a bright smile on her face, and said to the people around her, "Mitsuhiko Motota, Conan, and Haibara-san, let's go to the art museum together!"

Conan was looking down at the newspaper in his hand.

Mitsuhiko and Genta nodded without hesitation.

Hui Yuanai covered his mouth and yawned, "Sorry, I have to go back to cook for Dr. Ali and supervise his exercise."

"Ah, why is this..." Ayumi pouted in disappointment, then turned to look at Conan, "Edogawa-san, you will definitely go with us, right?"

"Ah? Are you going to the Mihua Art Museum?" Conan raised his head, wondering, "Aren't you afraid? It's just now..."

"What's so scary?" Ayumi said seriously, with her hips crossed, "Conan, you can't have any prejudice against Mr. Heaven's Punishment Knight, Mr. Knight is here to help everyone protect the few remaining cultural facilities in Mihua Town , he will only punish those bad guys, and will never hurt us!"