If given a chance to do it again, Katsumi Uehara could swear to God that he would never do such stupid things again. Once an accident occurs, you don't even have the chance to refuse. You are caught red-handed by your immediate boss, and you can't refuse.
"Uehara-kun, the situation is urgent, drive and follow."
Meng Mu Shisan, who walked out of the elevator at the lead, straightened the hat he normally wore on his head, and his low tone brought the man who was following him back to his senses.
"I understand, police department."
Katsuki Uehara, who finally understood the fact of working overtime, nodded, and soon appeared in front of his boss in his pink Mitsubishi EVO.
No matter how many times I have seen it, I still feel speechless. The advanced car paint glows with extremely eye-catching colors under the moonlit night. Megu Shisan, who is not good at criticizing his subordinates' personal preferences, can only give him a gesture. Signing to follow, he slowly rolled up the window.
"We were notified that the fugitives of the criminal gang that robbed the Bank of Italy a year ago appeared in Mihua Town, with 15,000 maple leaf gold coins they robbed from the bank. It is initially estimated that the total value is about 600 million JPY."
The EVO ejected and started to slowly drive behind the police car towards the intersection not far away. While waiting for the traffic lights, the in-car communication channel heard the introduction of the case by Memu Shisan, and the huge numerical command came out of his mouth. Katsuki Uehara, who controlled the steering wheel with one hand, raised his eyebrows in surprise: "More than 10,000 gold coins? Six hundred million yen? Who is the reporter?"
Six hundred million yen in this era is not a small amount of money.
"The people from the police station below said they were a few children."
"..."
child?
Instinctively, Uehara Katsumi thought of the Shinigami elementary school student whom he had never met but whose name he had admired for a long time.
He did remember that there seemed to be a lot of treasure hunting in Conan's early plots, and the one he remembered most was the old lady in disguise who was too obsessed with it in the castle.
"Do I need to call an ambulance?"
"No need, it is said that the three fugitive robbers were knocked unconscious by four large bags full of gold coins." Mu Mu Thirteen said with a strange expression on his face.
A criminal who was able to evade arrest by the Italian authorities and arrive in Japan safely was actually beaten unconscious by several children with bags filled with gold coins. Mu Mu Shisan has never heard of such a thing in his decades of working in the industry. .
It's really strange.
After arriving at the scene, Mu Mu Shisan, who was still doubtful at first, completely believed it.
The criminals who were knocked unconscious were still lying under the dazzling gold coins. He couldn't help but not believe it.
"Uehara-kun, take the three of them away, and take these gold coins back with you."
"I understand, Megure Police Department."
Uehara Katsumi, who waved to several policemen to follow him, handcuffed them and exploded the gold coins, glanced at the children who were being praised and praised by Megure Thirteen, and the distinctive features matched up with the images in his mind one by one.
Genta Kojima, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, Ayumi Yoshida, and an Edogawa Conan wearing a classic suit skin.
Um?
Edogawa Conan, who had always been extremely sensitive to other people's gazes, was still immersed in the joy of being relieved from the crisis. When he noticed that someone was paying attention to him, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced. A man wearing an elegant bamboo green suit immediately came into view. eyes——
It's him?
The obviously long hair is tied into a ponytail on the back of the head, and there are two strands of naturally curly bangs spread out in front of the forehead to decorate it. With his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, it is difficult for people to believe that he is a policeman at first glance.
At least in Conan's memory, he has only seen a policeman with this hairstyle so far. What is his name, Katsumi Uehara?
Before he was beaten and drugged by members of the black organization, when he was still a high school student detective Kudo Shinichi, he had met this man. But not many times, because this person seems to rarely come out to the crime scene with Mumu Shisan.
"The police department, people and gold coins have all been brought into the car."
"I already understand the situation pretty much. Uehara-kun, please send these children home one by one." Seeing that the criminals have been taken into the car, Megure Shisan, as a good boss, naturally takes the lead. He threw himself into the work, so after briefly explaining the situation, he handed over the responsibility of several children around him to Uehara Katsumi.
It was late at night, especially after they had just experienced such a dangerous thing, sending the police to take them home was undoubtedly the best choice.
"Okay, police department."
It is undoubtedly the best for Uehara Katsumi to not be tortured by the case closing report. He is also very satisfied with the state of working overtime and calling it a day tonight.
It's like driving out for a walk.
"Come on, tell me where your homes are, and I'll plan the route."
In a good mood, Uehara Katsumi came to the children and knelt down with a smile on his face, and took down a lot of self-introductions.
It sounds like everyone living there is from a well-off family.
"What about you, little classmate?"
Katsuki Uehara smiled and stretched out his hand, rubbing the head of Edogawa Conan in front of him with a kind tone.
Not to mention, it feels really good and the hair is very soft.
"Hmm, huh? My name is Edogawa Conan, and I live in the Mori Detective Agency at No. 39, 5-chome, Yoneka Town." Conan, who was obviously feeling a little uncomfortable but still pretended to be a good boy, was obviously not ready to play the role in the future. The child comes alive, and the acting skills have not yet gradually improved over time.
"The Mori Detective Agency, it's quite far away, so I'm afraid I'll be the last one to go home, Edogawa Dou——"
Uehara Katsumi, who had brought several people to his car, hadn't finished speaking yet. The fat boy Moto Kojima, who was shocked by his car, directly asked in confusion: "Brother, you actually drive a pink car?"
"So beautiful." Yoshida Ayumi, who has a special liking for pink, has eyes twinkling.
Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, who is slightly rational, did not behave like his friends. Instead, he searched through the knowledge stored in his mind and commented, "It's rare." In the end, he didn't forget to catch up with the last of their young detective team. One member: "Conan, you're right."
"Yeah, it's really rare."
Conan, whose mouth twitched vaguely, nodded in agreement, and his eyes swept over Katsuki Uehara without leaving any trace: Pink car, this guy's taste is really naughty, such a traditional person like Officer Megure actually has special skills under his command. Independent subordinates.
"Brother, you are more handsome than the celebrities I saw on TV." Ayumi Yoshida, whose social skills are on the social side, started chatting after getting in the car. Perhaps she thought that Katsumi Uehara's pink car The car was in line with her aesthetics, and she seemed a little excited.
"You are also smarter than all the children I have seen before. You can break codes and subdue criminals."
The children who received the praise immediately began to brag about the great achievements of the Young Detective Team. Of course, while bragging, they did not forget to include their good brother Conan who took them on the flight.
More than twenty minutes later, Katsuki Uehara, who had arrived at the last stop, sent Conan to the second floor of the Mori Detective Agency.
"Huh? You were the one who talked about me at the sushi restaurant that day?"
While his daughter was busy with housework, Mouri Kogoro, who was drunk, opened the door and recognized Uehara Katsumi reflected in his pupils at a glance.
