"This world is really amazing."
A somewhat emotional Kuroba Kaito raised his arms and put them on the sideboard, looking at the policeman standing not far in front of him with interest.
The two identities that were supposed to be on opposite sides are now on the same front because of a mysterious criminal organization.
"I can help you, but I need to have room for my own performance."
"How to say?"
"Do you know how long Kaito Kid has been in this world, Officer Uehara?"
"Are you referring to you? Or?"
Katsuki Uehara, who roughly guessed what was going on, raised his eyebrows, turned around and grinned at Kuroba Kaito, who was facing him: "At the beginning, many people tried to use the name of Kaitou Kidd to seek personal gain for themselves. But slowly, , there is only one Kaitou Kidd left on this planet who is recognized by police around the world.
"Do you know why?"
"Okay, then I can only give you one piece of advice." Uehara Katsumi smiled nonchalantly: "Those guys will not shoot you like the second class."
Kuroba Kaito did not respond, or in other words, his figure turning around and walking towards the door was already a response.
When Miyano Akemi hurriedly ran down the stairs on the second floor carrying a bag filled with some clothes, the sight of Katsuki Uehara was the only one left in the living room.
"The protection mission is completed and he has returned to the team."
The man who was leaning against the wall with his hands folded across his chest seemed to see the confusion in her eyes and shrugged: "Unfortunately, my original plan didn't work. I have to ask you to come with me again, Miss Miyano." .”
"Just call me Akemi, Officer Uehara."
After taking a deep breath, Miyano Akemi managed to suppress the anxiety in her heart and tried her best to smile: "Still, thank you."
Apart from this thank you, she could not think of any other way to express her gratitude to Uehara Katsumi. After all, this man seemed to her to be lacking in everything.
In other words, she thought about everything and found that she didn't have any chips to use as a thank you.
"In fact, your cooperation is the best thank you to the police. There is no need to doubt it."
Uehara Katsuki, who saw the woman's thoughts, tapped his toes, raised his eyes with a smile and said: "Not every witness who participates in the witness protection program can unconditionally trust and cooperate with the police like you, especially when so many things happened along the way. This saved us a lot of trouble during the twists and turns.”
Miyano Akemi pursed her lips, but when she was about to speak, she was interrupted by the man raising his hand: "Stop saying thank you. I can already hear my ears pricking with this stuff. Let's go, I'll take you to another place first -"
Ring ring ring!
Before he finished speaking, Katsuki Uehara's cell phone started ringing in his pocket.
"Sato? What's wrong?"
"Uehara, where are you now?"
"What happened when I was about to send Miyano Akemi back?"
"That's right. Kenzo Masayama is probably dead. The president of the Japan Automobile Association, the rich man that Chris Binyard used as an excuse."
Fanshan Villa, basement.
Wearing gloves, Sato Miwako put one hand on her hip, raised her eyes and stared at the blazing fire in the fireplace, with a solemn expression on her face.
"Dead? How did you die?"
"I don't know, but judging from the physical evidence we found at the scene, he should have been shot to death and then thrown into the fireplace and burned."
The flickering firelight illuminated Sato's face who was close to Chi Chi. Shiratori Rensaburo, who was signaling the police to deal with the situation quickly, opened the notebook in his hand, pressed the tip of the pen and continued to write and draw on it.
"...I know, I'll be there soon."
Katsuki Uehara hung up the phone, turned to look at Miyano Akemi who was confused next to him, took a deep breath and said, "If you don't mind, can you stay in my car for a little longer."
"Eucalyptus is important, I can do it."
Miyano Akemi was very cooperative.
Nearly thirty minutes later, the magenta Evo stopped in front of the villa with many police cars at the gate.
Wearing a signature light green suit and a ponytail, Katsuki Uehara got out of the car and reached out to pick up the white and blue cordon. He stooped slightly and walked into the blocked villa without looking back.
"Sato, Shiratori, what's going on at the scene?"
"Our people discovered something wrong during today's surveillance. When they found the basement, they only saw a victim who had been burned in the fireplace, a gun, and several bullets. bullet."
When Miwako Sato saw the person coming, she habitually threw the gloves she had prepared to him, ran her tongue across her slightly dry red lips, and briefly introduced the situation.
"What did the forensics class say?"
Katsuki Uehara, who was walking towards the fireplace while putting on his gloves, looked around. There were two wine glasses standing opposite each other on the coffee table not far away.
"Because there was a fire in the fireplace, no fingerprints were found on the gun. We cannot determine the specific time of death. Also, of all the objects at the discovery site, the forensics department was only able to extract the items that belonged to Kenzo Masayama. fingerprint……"
Appearing in front of Uehara Katsuki with a small book filled with various field records, Shiratori Rensaburo elaborated word by word: "As for the corpse, strictly speaking, he is not even a corpse, because it is just There are only bones left, and we can’t even determine his identity, but judging from the situation at the scene, this bone is most likely that of Kenzo Masayama..."
Listening to Shiratori's statement, Uehara Katsumi walked to the body bag and squatted down, slowly opening the zipper with his gloved hands——
The burned bones were neatly stacked among them, and there were obvious bullet marks on the skull.
"We have contacted the people from the scientific research team to come and do the bone work——"
"No, it's better to wait for them to come up with the results than to do it myself. I happen to have to go to Mihua Central Hospital later, and Cheng Shi is an orthopedic surgeon.
"Oh, by the way, was this fireplace very hot when you came in?" Katsumi Uehara zipped up, stood up and walked to the fireplace, reaching in.
Even though the flames have been extinguished, the temperature still lingering in the air is staggering.
"Yes."
"The surveillance found nothing?"
"No, we don't even know how the murderer got out. There is no other way out of the basement except the door, but we secretly set up surveillance outside the door, and we didn't find anything at all."
"Either the killer entered and exited the basement through this fireplace passage, or our surveillance has been altered."
Miwako Sato looked at her partner who was poking his head into the fireplace and took over the conversation: "There is a police officer climbing up inside now."
"Where's the surveillance?" Katsuki Uehara turned around and asked.
"The Section Chief, Administrator Matsumoto and Megure Police Department are taking turns taking care of it." Shiratori Rensaburo, who turned a page of a small book, gave the answer.
