So Takuya stood at the door of the coffee shop and his Adam's apple moved up and down. From a scientific point of view, Conan was really not scientific at all.
This kind of person who can bring murder and misfortune to others should be directly expelled from Tokyo. Even if he is allowed to go to Osaka Prefecture to cause trouble, it is better than to make trouble in Tokyo.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm wondering if there will be another murder later..." Sotakuya really gave Conan some PTSD. He accidentally discovered it when he went to search the first class and wandered around.
Surprisingly, 70% of the current backlog of cases in the First Investigation Division are related to Kogoro Mori, and the remaining 10% are those happy elementary school students ordering food.
Another achievement is poor Ran and the "scum collector" Suzuki Sonoko who can always pinpoint every scumbag.
These people, centered on Conan, contracted 90% of the backlog of cases to be processed in the Search Division, and the remaining 10% were cases contributed by other people in Yoneka Town.
It wouldn't be a big deal if this was just the Yoneka Police Station.
The problem is that the Investigation Section 1 is responsible for criminal cases throughout Tokyo.
This means that during the period when Conan was getting younger, he single-handedly took over nearly 90% of the murders and criminal cases in Tokyo.
How efficient this is, and how damn stupid this is.
Different from Sou Takuya's panic, Qiu Ting Reiko, who didn't know the inside story, seemed a bit fearless: "Why is our police officer Zong also afraid of a murder?"
"Since Conan will bring about murder, wouldn't it be better to stop it before it happens? Preventing crime from happening is also one of the police's responsibilities."
"Can it be said that our police officer Zong is still afraid of a child~"
Zong Takuya smiled bitterly. As a human spirit, how could he not hear that Qiuting Lianzi was irritating him. I didn’t expect that if I just think about watching the excitement all day long, one day I will be treated as a spectacle by others.
This is true to the old saying, if you are watching the scenery from the attic, there will be people watching you on the bridge.
But after all this time, Zong Takuya still doesn't believe that Conan is so evil and can cause cases anytime and anywhere. What's more, Qiuting Lianzi is right.
Preventing crimes from happening is also the responsibility of the police. Preventing beforehand is always better than making up for it afterwards. No matter what, it is a living human life.
Thinking of this, Sotakuya suddenly became excited. Since he can't escape, let's see who is better among us, Conan.
Sotakuya and Reiko Akiteba walked into the coffee shop casually. The primary school students' attention was all attracted by the big star Takayama Minami. For a while, they didn't even notice the arrival of Sotakuya and Reiko Akiteba.
After finding an inconspicuous corner to sit down, Sotakuya and Reiko Qiuting ordered some food and drinks.
Japanese coffee shops usually provide some simple meals, just like the Poirot Coffee Shop downstairs of the Mori Detective Agency. Later, the sandwich made by Toru Amuro unexpectedly became popular in the legal community.
As soon as he sat down, Sotakuya began to observe the people in the coffee shop. As an authentic old rice flower man, Zong Takuya can also judge which people are more likely to be killed based on some details.
For example, those who speak harsh words, have a condescending attitude, and have feelings, debts, and hatred entanglements with others are all high-risk groups in Miwa Town.
However, after looking around a lot of coffee shops, I didn't seem to find any obvious "person seeking death".
"Thank you." When Sotakuya was observing everyone in the coffee shop, Reiko Qiuting took the free ice water from the waiter's hand and thanked him before teasing him:
"You look very motivated, Officer Zong, did you find anything?"
"Well...everything seems normal now, huh?" Sotakuya was just about to laugh at himself that he might have thought too much, but when he took the side view of the man who had been standing in front of the public phone in the store, Sotakuya let out a light ouch. .
"Why, is he someone he knows?" Following Zong Takuya's gaze, Qiuting Reiko also saw that man. The man's dress instinctively made Qiuting Reiko feel a little inconsistent.
The man standing in front of the phone is tall and wears a hat on his head. Of course, this is normal attire. But it feels strange to be wearing sunglasses and a thick mustache under my nose in a low-light environment like a coffee shop.
The beard didn't look like it grew on him, but more like a prop used in a troupe's performance.
"It can't be regarded as acquaintance, but it looks familiar." Zong Takuya stopped Qiuting Reiko from staring directly at the man. For certain people, they are still very sensitive to other people's eyes.
After glancing at the man with his peripheral vision, Sotakuya began to fiddle with his phone. After a while, Sotakuya found a photo from his phone.
Reiko Qiu Ting curiously sat down next to Sotakuya, and after getting an indication that it was okay to watch together, she looked at Sotakuya's mobile phone screen.
On the screen is a picture of a man, from front to side, close-up to long-range.
Now Sotakuya and Reiko Akito are looking at the man's face in close-up.
"Well, if you remove the eyes and mustache under the sunglasses, the man and the photo are 70% similar. Why is this man a wanted criminal?"
There are many types of girls' personalities. Some girls will unconsciously stay away from all situations that are difficult to control, while some girls like to chase limited excitement.
Meeting a wanted criminal on a date with the police was a thrill that was within a safe and controllable range for Reiko Akiba. She had seen Sotakuya's fighting prowess.
Although to other people the man in front of the phone is tall, for So Takuya who is 180+, the gap between the two is not that obvious.
What's more, Qiuting Reiko knew that Sotakuya was carrying a gun.
Sou Takuya is not the kind of policeman who simply uses guns as a deterrent force. When the situation is out of control, Sou Takuya will shoot without hesitation.
How much do bullets cost anyway?
So Takuya's ability to be sought after as one of the representatives of the police hawks as a member of the police department is inseparable from this style.
But Sotakuya's answer simply overturned Qiuting Reiko's thinking.
"This man's name is Miyahara Satoru and he is not a wanted criminal. He was just questioned by the criminal police because of a mental patient's gun attack."
"The mental patient armed with a gun attack? How come I haven't heard of it?" Akito Reiko curiously asked in a low voice, because she was afraid that Miyahara Satoru would hear her and even approached Sotakuya.
From a distance, the two looked like a young couple whispering.
Reiko Akiba was a little strange. Logically speaking, any one of the three words "attack by a mental patient with a gun" would be enough for the Tokyo media to write an article.
What's more, the three elements are in one. If they don't write a column for a week, it would be disrespectful to their status as a media.
As someone who is half in the entertainment industry, she is very aware of the piss-poor nature of the Japanese media.
"Because the location where the attack occurred was a bit remote. Have you heard of Shoyuanji?"
"It seems to be a very remote temple. I remember that the orchestra's composition teacher went there to collect wind because it was clean enough."
Qiuting Lianzi frowned and thought for a long time before remembering this inconspicuous thing.
"Yes, this attack occurred on the nearby hillside. Miyahara Satoru was also the only witness and caller of this incident."
Sotakuya smiled mockingly: "The police officer Megure who was in charge of handling the case at the time suspected that Miyahara Satoru had killed the so-called 'mentally ill', but he was eventually released due to lack of evidence."
"He disappeared after leaving the Metropolitan Police Department. I didn't expect to see him here again."
"hehe."
