"Although I don't know what you want Dr. Ali to help transform these props, I have to remind you that bugs and monitors installed without permission cannot be used as evidence and sent to court."
Seeing the two of them chatting happily, Haiyuan's heart moved and he tentatively reminded them.
Dr. Ali, who was still happy that his invention could be adopted by police officers, was stunned when he heard this, and then a little worry suddenly appeared on his eyebrows:
"That's right, I didn't even realize it until Xiao Ai said this. Uehara Police Department, this won't affect you."
As a police officer, Katsumi Uehara used wiretapping and surveillance equipment that he privately commissioned to modify to monitor an ordinary citizen who was not suspected of any crime, and there was no reporting.
The evidence obtained in this way was not admitted at all by the court, and could even be used to prove that Katsumi Uehara knew and broke the law. As long as the opponent is willing, he can easily use this to counterattack him.
"Isn't it okay as long as he is not discovered? With the cleverness of that boy Edogawa Conan, and under the circumstances that I have already explained in advance, if he can still be discovered by Kano Shuji, he will not call himself a detective in the future and change his name. Let’s call him idiot Kudo Shinichi.”
Uehara Katsuki himself didn't care about this. While spreading his hands, he glanced at Haibara Ai who was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a meaningful look: "Besides, I am not the kind of policeman who would object to using illegal means. "
"..."
The moment they looked at each other, Hui Yuan Ai blinked subconsciously, and then lowered his head. Instead of looking at him, his eyes fell on the fashion magazine in his hand.
"Aha, the Uehara Police Department is considering the case. Special treatment for special circumstances is understandable, understandable." Dr. Ali, who heard the profound meaning, hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over and ended the topic happily.
Although he has not become familiar with Haibara Ai yet, the brief contact in the past few days has allowed Dr. Ari to see through the softness hidden in the heart of this cold-looking girl, a softness that is currently only open to her sister Miyano Akemi.
Coupled with the background information he heard from the police, Dr. Ali, who is middle-aged and childless, feels somewhat compassionate in his heart.
After all, he is a very well-behaved and cute child.
"Then I'll take my leave first, Dr. Agasa, Miwako is still waiting for me."
Uehara Katsumi, who saw all this in his eyes, did not take Haihara Ai's tentative words to heart. After all, he had long known this woman's sensitive character. He raised the car key that had been replaced in his hand and waved goodbye with a smile.
"Okay, walk slowly to the original police station."
Dr. A Li hurriedly followed him and walked all the way to the door. He watched the magenta EVO eject and drive away.
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Mihua Town, NEO clothing brand flagship store.
A black luxury car slowly stopped in front of the huge store. The two figures who got out of the car immediately looked up at the sign hanging above the store. They looked through the glass window at the various dresses displayed inside, and raised their eyebrows. All mixed with a little happiness.
"Is this here, honey?"
The beautiful girl with dazzling blond hair was wearing a magenta dress, spoke fluent Japanese, and was talking to the burly man who came to her as if there was no one else around.
"Yes, the wedding dresses here can be said to be the best in quality and design in Japan." The burly man in a blue suit held his fiancée's hand, with a calm expression on his square cheeks, no longer the policeman he used to be. serious look.
As the two of them walked in, the discerning clerk of the NEO flagship store greeted them immediately——
"We have an appointment, Tsutomu Muranaka, this is my fiancée, Christina Lisal."
Facing the visitor, a burly man named Tsutomu Muranaka said seriously: "We are here to try on wedding dresses."
"Okay, wait a minute, you two, I'll take a look at the appointment list."
The clerk with a sweet smile confirmed the identities of the two people in front of him, then raised his eyes and looked at them: "Okay, please come with me, Mr. Murakami, Ms. Lisal. The wedding dresses you selected are on the second floor." building."
"Honey, is this store really great? No matter how I look at it, no one seems to be patronizing it." The blond woman, who spoke with a bit of an old Paris accent, was a little puzzled, and she muttered softly next to her fiancé.
The broad-faced Murakanu bared his big teeth in a cheerful manner, stroking the triangular beard on his chin with his right hand: "Of course, I have lied to you before, Chris.
"Look at the vast area of this store. If it wasn't supported by enough profits and reputation, how could it have been open for so many years, let alone these decorations that are worth a lot of money at first glance.
"The founder of the NEO brand, Mr. Shinnosuke Furuta, is one of the most famous fashion designers in Japan. The dresses and wedding dresses he designed are world-famous."
As a police officer who retired due to injury, although Tsutomu Muraka couldn't afford this brand's top-notch custom-made clothes, he still had no problem paying for a mass-produced wedding dress series.
"Is that so? I've heard the name Furuta Shinnosuke before when I was in Paris."
The blonde girl named Christina was obviously a little surprised. She was really not lying. After all, Paris is also a fashion capital, and she had heard of some top fashion designers.
"Ms. Lisal, the wedding dress has been fetched for you. The fitting room is over there. Please follow me."
While the two were chatting, the clerk who returned from picking up the wedding dress interrupted their whispers and politely led the beautiful blonde into the fitting room on the second floor.
At the same time, a magenta EVO parked at the entrance of the NEO brand flagship store.
Uehara Katsumi, who got off the car, casually glanced at the black limousine parked in the parking space next to him, and inevitably muttered a few more words in his heart, such as "That old man Furuta made money again."
"Welcome—Mr. Uehara?"
"Ah, don't worry about me. I'll wait for my girlfriend to come here. I'll go to the second floor to choose two sets of evening dresses. As per the old rules, I'll charge it to your store manager's account."
"Okay, I understand, Mr. Uehara."
The clerks who were accustomed to Uehara Katsumi's bookkeeping behavior did not stop him at all. Instead, they gathered around and discussed him with smiles.
This is a celebrity, alive!
It's a pity, why do you have a girlfriend? Didn't you have one last time?
Uehara Katsumi, who was humming the tune of Okino Yoko's new song, stepped on the stairs and was about to go to the evening dress area. On the bench next to the fitting room, a burly man suddenly stood up and looked at he--
"Uehara... Katsumi?"
The sudden call made Uehara Katsumi stop immediately and turned around to follow the sound: a tall middle-aged man wearing a sky blue suit with a conspicuous triangular stubble on his chin came into view.
"Excuse me, who are you?"
Katsuki Uehara frowned.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that the person in front of him looked familiar.
"First time we meet, my name is Tsutomu Muranaka."
A burly man named Tsutomu Muranaka smiled and extended his hand to him: "Megure mentioned your name to me many times when we were together in the same class."
Upon hearing this, Katsuki Uehara was stunned: "Me-Megure Police Department?"
"That's right, Megure and I are in the same class, so we can be considered your seniors. It's just that the injuries caused by handling the case were too severe. After recovering, I had no choice but to quit the police force due to injuries."
Facing the rising star of the Metropolitan Police Department who unexpectedly appeared here, Muranaka Tsutomu's eyes were somewhat filled with emotion.
It's great to be young.
"Ah, it's our first time meeting you, Mr. Muraka." This name brought back some memories, and Katsumi Uehara suddenly understood. Before he could finish shaking hands, a soft call made both of them turn their heads - —
"My dear, what do you think of the effect of this wedding dress?"
The bride-to-be, wearing a holy wedding dress, walked out of the fitting room gracefully, her slender neck adorned with a pearl necklace as gentle as jade. Her blond hair is tied up under a white veil, and her beautiful, exotic face is particularly recognizable.
——? !
It's him? !
The moment she walked out of the fitting room, Christina Lisar, who was wearing a wedding dress, shrank her pupils slightly, and her heart was shocked: Why did Katsumi Uehara appear here?
Katsuki Uehara, who also noticed the blonde, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then returned to normal in an instant.
This woman... looks a bit familiar...
is her?
A ruthless man who can have a 50-50 split with Tohru Amuro even if he loses one hand, Pramya the Bomb Maniac?
Recalling the movie "Halloween Bride" that he had watched before time travel in his previous life, he remembered it somewhat because of the crazy nature of the villain.
Earthly world!
Set the bowl~
