"I have no idea."
Kano Shuji's expression remained as usual, facing Katsuki Uehara's question, he reached out and picked up the photo with the words "KAN O" written on it. After looking at it carefully for a while, he shook his head and pushed the photo back in front of him.
"real?"
"If you, Officer Uehara, are asking me if I recognize these four letters, then I definitely do. However, looking at the spacing between the four letters in this photo, they seem to be pointing to something, so I can't tell. "
After hearing this, Katsuki Uehara smiled and stopped asking. Instead, he snapped his fingers and called to the waiter for a piece of pasta.
"Uh, Officer Uehara, we don't have pasta in the store. We are a Japanese restaurant." The waiter who came over had a strange expression on his face and glanced at the boss who was sitting motionless. Seeing that he didn't speak, he had no choice but to remind him.
“Let’s go get Officer Uehara a serving of the store’s signature udon.”
Seeing that Uehara Katsumi still seemed unmoved, the silent Shikano Shuji spoke.
After receiving the order, the waiter subconsciously turned his attention to the smiling Uehara Katsumi, who did not explicitly refuse, and then nodded in agreement.
When the waiter walked away, Katsuki Uehara raised his glass to express his gratitude to the man in front of him: "Thank you, Mr. Shikano, for helping me out. Otherwise, I would have been so embarrassed that I didn't know what to do."
"Officer Uehara was joking."
Shikano Shuji, whose heart was beating like a drum, didn't know what the man in front of him was up to, so he could only continue following his words: "If I remember correctly, the prosecution period for this case of justice seems to have passed a long time ago. Come on.
"Officer Uehara suddenly came to me to ask about this case. Could it be that you have found clues about the murderer?"
"It's a bit of a breakthrough. I think the key to solving this case lies in these four letters. As long as we figure out what it means, the real culprit will definitely surface."
Katsuki Uehara, who had taken back the photo, folded it in half and was about to stuff it back into his pocket. He looked up and saw Shuji Kano still staring at him, and then gave him a smile that could be called harmless: "I even think it might be possible." It represents the murderer.”
——? !
The biggest secret buried deep in his heart was exposed by a detective. Luye Shuji's heart beat rapidly, and he even felt that his breathing became a little difficult for a time.
"Yes, yes. As expected of a super policeman from the Metropolitan Police Department, he found the clue so quickly."
"Don't stop, what super police, that's the name of the media who watched the excitement, gave me the name of me. I am just a common police officer."
"Haha, Officer Uehara is so humble in his words. He is indeed a well-known detective."
Even though the air conditioning is on all day long in the restaurant, Shikano Shuji still feels a little hot at this moment, a feeling of heat coming from the bottom of his heart.
There were even a few drops of sweat on his forehead.
Uehara Katsumi's reputation and identity put him under great psychological pressure. After all, this man was not like those detectives who did not have any power, but a real policeman.
The most important thing is that although Uehara Katsumi changed the topic before, he still clearly remembered that this man raised a question about his three years in Italy.
He asked, but Katsumi Uehara did not answer directly. Instead, he asked for a pasta from his Japanese restaurant.
What was he thinking about?
Are you scamming me?
Watching the waiter serve udon noodles, watching Uehara Katsumi flicking his chopsticks and eating with his own eyes, at this moment, the idea of killing Uehara Katsumi even flashed in Shikano Shuji's mind.
"What's wrong, Mr. Shikano? Is there something on my face?"
After noticing the expressionless gaze of Shikano Shuji, Katsuki Uehara paused in his chewing action after taking a bite of noodles, and raised his eyes to look at him. After coming back to his senses, a polite smile appeared on the latter's face: "No, it's nothing.
"Then, Officer Uehara, please take it easy. If you need anything, just ask the waiter. I won't disturb you."
With that said, he stood up and left his seat.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Shikano."
He had just taken two steps when the words from behind made his body suddenly freeze——
The next second, a hand was placed on his shoulder.
"My personal judgment is that the murderer who killed Miwako's father should be someone familiar with him. The so-called [Shou Silang] is most likely a misinformation, because the pronunciation of this word is very similar to [go to surrender].
"I think this may be the reason why the police have not yet produced any results in their investigation, because they have always been investigating [Chou Silang].
"But if you substitute [surrender], then KAN O is most likely referring to the murderer."
Shikano Shuji, who had his back turned to Uehara Katsumi, suddenly widened his eyes and his breathing suddenly became heavier.
"So, here's my business card. If you remember anything about this photo, please give me a call."
Uehara Katsumi's voice was extremely sincere as he handed his business card to Shikano Shuji.
After quickly suppressing the panic in his heart, Luye Shuer turned around and accepted: "... Of course, I will leave first."
"Walk slowly, Mr. Luye. Oh, by the way, in order to ensure your innocence, it is best for you not to leave Miwa Town during this time."
"..."
Uehara Katsuki, who returned to his seat and continued to eat noodles, looked down at the bowl and did not leave in a hurry, but continued to enjoy it slowly.
Regardless of other factors, the udon noodles in this shop taste really good.
Shikano Shuuji, who had avoided the waiter, quietly hid in the back kitchen area, quietly watching Uehara Katsumi finish eating, checking out, and paying as if nothing happened, his expression extremely gloomy.
"Uehara Katsumi..."
He can't accept it, he can't accept it!
He stayed abroad for three years in order to put the retroactive date of Masayoshi Sato's case on the same day as his fiftieth birthday, so that he could celebrate his fiftieth birthday with the real expiration date of Masayoshi Sato's case as a gift.
But now, Uehara Katsumi's performance can almost be said to have the words "I suspect you are the real murderer" engraved on his forehead.
"Calm down, calm down, I want to calm down. He has no evidence. In the case eighteen years ago, he can't be convicted just by relying on a few letters and his speculation..."
After closing his eyes and taking several deep breaths to calm his thoughts, Shikano Shuuji forced himself to calm down and began to think about countermeasures.
Go abroad and hide for a while?
No, Japanese law stipulates that as long as the criminal goes abroad, the prosecution period will be suspended, and the calculation will not start again until the criminal returns to the country.
Katsuki Uehara's behavior has clearly set his sights on him. The most important thing he should do now is to destroy the evidence, destroy the evidence that can convict him.
He casually tore up the business card Uehara Katsumi gave him and threw it into the trash can. To be on the safe side, he changed clothes directly in his store manager's room before getting ready to go out——
No, that's not right!
He was most likely spying on me, just waiting for me to take the initiative to expose the evidence to him.
Shikano Shuji, who was anxiously preparing to go out, suddenly thought of such a possibility, and his footsteps stopped for an instant.
"Are you sure this will work?"
In a Beetle not far from the restaurant, Conan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced sideways at the man who opened the door and got in the car.
"Ask less questions and do more, I won't hurt you." Uehara Katsumi sat on the driver's seat and twisted his body comfortably after two pieces of chewing gum flew into his mouth.
"Why should I do this kind of tracking?"
"That said, don't you like Sherlock Holmes very much?"
Uehara Katsuki shrugged and pointed at himself when talking about Sherlock Holmes, and then pointed at Conan, whose eyes were full of displeasure: "Aren't you just the standard Baker Street Kid King?"
Conan had a dark look on his face: "What the Kid King, why didn't you talk about The Lion King? Have you never watched Sherlock Holmes at all?"
"do not mind the details--"
Uehara Katsumi waved his hand and before he could finish his words, the sudden ringtone of his mobile phone instantly attracted his attention: "Hello? Miwako?"
"Kenji, where are you?"
"I was investigating a case outside. Why did you miss me so quickly?"
"Don't be so talkative. I just want to ask if you have time after get off work to accompany me to Mr. Furuta's NEO store and choose a dress."
Miwako Sato on the other end of the phone stated her needs concisely and clearly: "Since I want to attend Mr. Moritani's banquet with you, I have to buy a suitable dress."
"No problem at all--"
Just as he was talking, Uehara Katsumi saw the figure who was probing around at the door of the restaurant, and couldn't help but urge Conan beside him: "Hurry up, hurry up, I'm hooked, I'm hooked."
The phone didn't hang up. Miwako Sato on the other end of the signal was surprised when she heard: "Wait a minute Katsumi, are you sure you are out investigating a case and not fishing?"
"How do you know I caught a fish?"
After hearing this, Uehara Katsumi did not deny it. Instead, he said with a smile: "As a friendly reminder, this is a fish weighing more than 130 kilograms."
Sato Miwako: "???"
Ps: Recommend a good book~
Book title: "My spiritual root is the graphics card"
Introduction: Traveling through the world of high martial arts, Yan Lixing felt that he might have some luck.
When he first traveled through time, he was reduced to a baby and was robbed by bandits as soon as he landed. He was almost made into clay pot rice for people to satisfy their greed;
When he was three years old, there was a flood in his hometown. After the dam collapsed, the entire village was directly submerged by the flood, and the villagers were forced to leave their homes.
When he was seven years old, suddenly there was a ten-day sky hanging in the sky in the city of Muyang where he was, and suddenly the land was dry for thousands of miles;
When he finally reached the age of twelve, the goose he kept at home that was killed during the winter suddenly became a spirit on the spot. It flapped its wings and pecked him, who was holding a kitchen knife, and crawled all over the floor.
The piggy bank was stolen while saving money, my feet often fell flat while walking, and the clothes drying rod was blown away by the wind while drying clothes.
When I was sixteen, I wanted to go to a martial arts school to learn martial arts. As soon as I paid the tuition, the martial arts school was wiped out by revenge seekers.
At the age of eighteen, he was completely ruined. Every once in a while, he would go fishing by the river with his fishing rod. However, he was lucky enough to be spotted by an enlightened man, who thought he had a destiny from now on——
In the end, who would have thought that there would be a big demon crossing the tribulation in this small river, and the master was killed by the aftermath of the thunder tribulation.
Yan Lixing, who had survived the disaster, lay in bed at night, covered himself with a quilt, and closed his eyes peacefully.
He felt that it was a victory for him to survive until he was buried safely in this life.
Then, Yan Lixing's spiritual root appeared in the sea of consciousness after he closed his eyes.
only……
Why is there a graphics card with flashing RGB lighting effects plugged into this spiritual root?
Yan Lixing suddenly opened his eyes——
In the aftermath of the thunderstorm, the graphics card was powered on? !
