"I figured out the list of people who had a meeting with the police that day.
"The Police Director, the Deputy Police Director, the Director of the Criminal Department, and the Counselor of the Criminal Department. Only these four people participated in the secret meeting with the police and read the road map."
Mihua Town, a certain intersection.
Katsuki Uehara, who was waiting for the green light to pass, put his elbow on the window sill, raised his palm and put the mobile phone to his ear, and informed the detective on the other end of the phone: "How are you doing? Do you have any ideas?"
"..."
Hearing this, the corner of Conan's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times: "What can I have in mind? These four people are beyond my reach, right?"
Among these four people, even the lowest-ranking Counselor of the Criminal Department is older than the Chief of the First Investigation Section, not to mention there are two immortals——
Inspector General of Police and Deputy Inspector General of Police.
These two are the No. 1 and No. 2 positions that all police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department must look up to.
"Are these four the only ones involved in secret meetings?"
Unwilling to give up, Conan asked: "Is it possible that there are others?"
"No, I personally asked about this, and the Minister of Criminal Affairs, Toshiro Odagiri, responded to me personally."
Seeing that the green light turned on, Uehara Katsuki immediately stepped on the accelerator: "According to the answer he gave, there is absolutely no way that a fifth person participated in this meeting with the public security.
"In addition, he personally checked the conference room and found that there were no bugs or other equipment."
"...I understand, thank you, Uehara Police Department."
After a long moment of silence, Conan politely thanked him and then hung up the phone.
Judging from the previous situation, Toshiro Odagiri, as the head of the Criminal Division of the Metropolitan Police Department, was the mastermind behind the ruthless carrots who used thunderous methods. In other words, he is the only one of the four people who is trustworthy.
If things are really as he and Uehara speculated yesterday, it means that the insider who spread the news in the Metropolitan Police Department is most likely among the remaining three people——
There is the first-in-command of the Metropolitan Police Department, the second-in-command of the Metropolitan Police Department, and the second-in-command of the Criminal Division.
Choose one of three...
Feeling troubled, Conan bit his lip and almost scratched his head and ears in worry.
Could the top and second-in-commands of the Metropolitan Police be the moles of that organization?
This should be...impossible.
Especially the police chief.
Judging from the police rank alone, the Police Chief is not only the boss of the Tokyo police, but also the boss of the entire Japanese police force——
Even the boss of a powerful local police station such as Osaka has to be a head lower in rank.
For example, Hattori Heizo, the boss of the Osaka Police Department, has a police rank of police inspector, which is just below the rank of commander.
When he thought of this, Conan instinctively turned his attention to the counselor of the Criminal Department who had the lowest official position among the three and seemed to be the most suspicious——
"Uno Tadayoshi."
Whispering the counselor's name, Uehara Katsumi arrived at his destination and got out of the car carrying black coffee. Next to his parking space, a bright red Mazda had already arrived before him.
"Okay, okay, I know you are curious about the fire incident that happened yesterday, but the rules are the rules. I hope you won't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. This case has been fully handed over to the police, do you understand? "
Biting the straw and taking several sips, enjoying the bitter taste on the tip of his tongue, Katsumi Uehara walked into the office area of the third department and bumped into Megure Thirteen who was warning the police of the third department——
"Brother Uehara, you worked hard yesterday."
It was also the first time he noticed his beloved general, Mumu Shisan, who nodded towards him. Then continue to assign tasks to the group of policemen under the opponent.
"What are you doing at the Megure Police Department? Is there a new mission?" Uehara Katsuki, who had not thought of any new ideas, was stationed in front of Sato's work station. He saw a box of cookies on her table and gestured to reach for it. Put a piece into your mouth.
"It's not like yesterday's firefight. We still have to come to the end. Those policemen will just slap their butts and leave after doing the damage." Miwako Sato, one of the witnesses, obviously also inherited the police system's attitude towards the police. The system has always complained, chewing chocolate chip cookies, and said with great dissatisfaction.
"That can't be helped. Who is the police? The traffic department doesn't know how many times they have to wipe the police's butts every year." Katsumi Uehara, who felt the taste was pretty good, took a few more pieces at once and couldn't help but feel confused. Talking.
Not to mention, after Bourbon officially appeared in Miwa Town as Toru Amuro, the series of racing maneuvers in which the traffic department watched his blood pressure soar was enough to explain everything.
"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Where did you go yesterday? I asked the Meguro Police Department and he said you were going to check some clues?"
Shaking her head, remembering Katsumi Uehara's behavior yesterday of leaving the scene after the firefight, Miwako Sato was a little curious: "Is it from that organization? Have you found out?"
“There are gains, but not much, and it’s still very tricky.”
The biscuits were crunchy. Katsumi Uehara, who had only half-full breakfast, reached into his partner's biscuit box: "These chocolate chip cookies taste good. Where did you buy them? I'll buy a box later."
"You can't buy it, my mother made it."
"Tsk, tsk, my aunt is so good at her craftsmanship, why do you have to stretch your crotch here?"
Smashing it in the mouth a few times, Uehara Katsumi felt that he had endless aftertaste, which immediately attracted Miwako Sato's glare: "What do you mean?"
"It's just a matter of emotion. If my aunt can't open classes to accept students, I will be the first to sign up."
"Give up. The steps are very complicated. It took me several years to learn just enough to barely reach the threshold."
"You can't generalize between people. I'm a cooking genius who can make my own steamed buns."
"The frozen product I bought obviously was packaged and packed in your refrigerator last time." Miwako Sato curled her lips in disdain and exposed the man's background without hesitation.
"What, what do you mean, let's compare?"
Katsuki Uehara glanced at her sideways: "When will the aunt be the referee?"
"you sure?"
Hearing this, Miwako Sato looked at him funny: "You will lose miserably, I'm not kidding."
"What a coincidence, I don't like to joke either."
Katsuki Uehara, who was leaning against his partner's desk and felt like he was being provoked, suggested with a smile: "Since it's a bet, there has to be some stakes, otherwise it won't be decent, right?"
Miwako Sato tilted her head, sitting on the chair and staring at the man's smile like a weasel successfully stealing a chicken: "Okay, the loser has to promise the other party one thing, and no refusal is allowed, how about it? "
"Is there such a good thing?"
Katsuki Uehara's eyes suddenly lit up, but he quickly became alert again: "Anything? No restrictions?"
"Anything, no limits."
A smug smile appeared on Miwako Sato's lips and she agreed without hesitation. Perhaps because he was afraid that the man would regret it, he did not forget to provoke him: "What, are you afraid?"
"I should be the one to say this to you."
Although he had sensed something was wrong, Uehara Katsumi was still confident.
The referee is his mahjong friend, so I have the advantage this time.
"Police Department! Oops! Miyano Akemi died in the hospital!"
The next second, Shiratori Rensaburo pushed in the door with a loud voice, leaning on the glass door with one hand, and told the sudden bad news without even having time to take a breath.
Megure Thirteen's eyes suddenly widened, and the tone of voice was so high that Katsumi Uehara subconsciously blocked his ears——
"What did you say?!"
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