I thought that the other party would come to me to complain about Kudo Yusaku's problems, but I didn't want the other party to be arrested by the Metropolitan Police Department at this moment.

"Master, what happened?"

When asked, he put on his clothes, made sure he had the car keys with him, and trotted out of the house.

"Kongsheng...come here quickly...it's so cold..."

It seemed that he had reached the limit of his endurance before he made this call. He was trembling and whimpering. There was an echo after speaking, confirming that the other party was in a closed room.

"I'll go over now. I'll be there in twenty minutes."

After saying that, without waiting for the other person to say anything else, Gongsheng turned off the phone and stepped into the elevator.

The snow was still falling, the temperature dropped below freezing late at night, and the accumulated water on the ground was not discharged because one of the explosion points in the explosion destroyed Tokyo's main drainage pipe, causing most of the streets to be flooded.

Kousei was driving a supercar, and he kept hearing the sound of crushing ice. The road was frozen, and it would slip when turning.

I barely relied on my driving skills to maintain normal driving.

…

In the detention room of the Metropolitan Police Department, the beautiful Kudo Yukiko looked like a crazy woman in front of outsiders.

All the makeup on his face was gone, and he looked like a grimace. He was huddled in the interrogation chair with his head lowered. His whole body was shaking constantly, and his legs were still wet from standing water.

Her hair was disheveled, like a stray dog ​​on the roadside, unkempt and in a state of disarray.

It was very cold, and I was only wearing a thin windproof jacket and a skirt that reached to my knees.

He did not dare to look at any of the Metropolitan Police officers present. He could only stare blankly at the cuffs, with tears rolling down his cheeks, and he could not speak.

Too hungry, too sleepy, too tired, too cold, too painful...

But faced with this situation, Yukiko couldn't think of anyone who could help her. She didn't want to contact her best friend Eri because she wanted to save face. She thought about how she would view her and whether she would think that she was her subordinate and follower.

Thinking again of Kudo Yusaku...

Her husband was enjoying the peak of his life, holding his beloved wife who was only a few years older than Kudo Shin, being praised by everyone, and stepping into the palace of world literature.

Yes, the other person is already the number one novelist in the world.

"Kongsheng...Kongsheng...come and save me quickly..."

Every time when I encounter difficulties, the only one who can think of and help me is this child.

Breathe in forcefully and suck back the mucus that reaches the nostrils.

Listening to the footsteps outside the corridor, waiting for the figure to appear, and then rescue himself.

“Dong dong dong————!”

The rush of running echoed through the corridor, and finally stopped in front of the door of the interrogation room, where a young man wearing thick clothes walked in.

Behind the young man, there is the sullen Nakamori Ginzo.

"Nakamori Police Department?"

The two investigators from the Second Investigation Section who were conducting the interrogation quickly stood up and turned to the Zhongsen Police Department.

"Let him go, the wrong arrest was made...but we have new clues."

His tone was uncertain, and his eyes showed a chilling light. He ignored the so-called Kudo Yukiko, arranged for the release, and turned around to leave the interrogation room.

There was also a grabbed fingerprint on Kousei's collar, as if someone had grabbed him before entering the door.

…

Ten minutes ago.

Kousei was sitting in the lounge of the Second Investigation Section. In front of him, Nakamori Ginzo was eating instant noodles with a group of patrol officers who had not yet gone home.

There is no grilled sausage or barbecued pork. After finishing the noodles, the soup is also wiped off in one mouthful.

"Hey, Master Suzuki, why are you visiting so late at night?"

The financial backer behind the Second Investigation Section is the Suzuki Group, and Kousei is already registered here, with the same status as the Shiratori Police Department of the First Investigation Section.

With the sponsors coming, and the recent tight budget of the Metropolitan Police Department, the police officers’ faces were all smiles.

They moved chairs, poured hot water, and some handed out instant noodles.

Being able to work overtime with the leader late at night, and not having to do interrogation or standing guard is a drudgery, and you are a talented person.

"You don't need to call me Master Suzuki, everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department is my senior, and I'm here to ask for help. My mother's best friend was arrested by you."

Low-profile in language and super serious in tone.

Looking directly at the Nakamori Police Department, Kousei's meaning was very clear, it was Kudo Yukiko who was captured by the other party.

"No, Master Suzuki..."

"As usual, just call me Kousei. Aoko-san and I grew up playing together in the Metropolitan Police Department. Does the Nakamori Police Department hope that Aoko-san and I will be taught a lesson the next time we meet?"

Interrupting the honorific title of Nakamori Police Department in front of him, Kousei took advantage of the situation and took out Nakamori Aoko as a moderator.

Very close relationship.

The concession of status gave Nakamori Ginsan face and gave him a step up.

The words that he originally continued to speak stopped. As his daughter's slave, Nakamori Ginzo's expression softened. At least he did not act with the smooth tone and rules of the workplace.

Gongsheng's words brought the relationship between the two to the level between a daughter's playmate and an uncle, and the behavior of being important has evolved into a family matter of one's own, and no longer involves work.

"Okay, Kousei, Yukiko can't be let go. Not to mention that she is Kudo Shinichi's mother and has the possibility of being involved in the case. Now she may also be related to Kaitou Kidd, or even Kaitou Kidd himself!"

The Nakamori Police Department put down instant noodles, which were not as delicious as the fish dishes made by his daughter.

I felt a little guilty, it was so cold outside, but my daughter was home alone.

Maybe I don't turn on the air conditioner because I want to save money? The kotatsu has been put away, wrapped in cotton clothes, waiting for me to go back to eat, and there are carefully prepared fish dishes on the table.

While waiting, I fell asleep lying on the cold table.

"This is the mask we found. Her fingerprints are left inside. This is the most direct evidence!"

No more beating around the bush, Kousei reminded his daughter Aoko, and Nakamori Ginzo also wanted to end the case and go home as soon as possible, so he directly handed the evidence mask to Kousei shamelessly.

It was the mask Yukiko threw away that afternoon.

Kousei didn't expect that he would be picked up by Nakamori Ginzo and use this mask to capture Yukiko.

He fiddled with it twice before handing it back to Nakamori Ginzo.

"This thing was not bought by Yukiko, but the cosmetics I bought. It can be investigated and monitored. During that time period, my car drove out of the Metropolitan Police Department. It can also be investigated about my consumption records. Is there anyone who purchased this model?

cosmetic."

As soon as he finished speaking, the police officers in front of him looked at the young man in front of him in astonishment.

In fact, everyone also searched the surveillance video and found that Kousei's Faraday drove out of the Metropolitan Police Department, and the fingerprints inside the mask also contained the fingerprints of a second person.

It was the young man in front of him who stayed behind.

However, the other party was the financial backer of the Second Investigation Section, and he did not have any motive for committing the crime. Everyone deliberately ruled out Gongsheng as a suspect.

At this moment, it was the other party who took the initiative...

"Kongsheng, don't say anything nonsense."

The Zhongsen Police Department spoke sternly and stopped the young man in front of him.

"This is a fact and can be investigated. When I tell this, I also want to prove that Yukiko Kudo is not a suspect of Kaitou Kidd. If the Metropolitan Police Department suspects that Yukiko is a suspect related to Kaitou Kidd, then she has the closest relationship

I, unintentionally, am a suspect of Kaitou Kidd."

After saying that, Kousei exposed his wrist.

This means voluntarily confessing and being able to arrest at will.

None of the police officers at the scene dared to arrest anyone, even if the other party showed his sleeves.

The trainee lawyer of the Investigation Section 1, the political background of the Teidan Department, and his close relationship with the Matsumoto Police Department are not secrets within the Metropolitan Police Department.

On the other side is the third son of the Suzuki Group, who will be the future fund transfer person between the Suzuki Group and the Second Investigation Section. No one here will smash their God of Wealth.

Very good, very satisfied.

Kousei made sure that everyone present would not arrest him and retracted his wrist. Otherwise, in the subsequent conversation, this action would be a mockery.

"Zhongmori Police Department, first of all, I can reveal a piece of news about Yukiko. Soon she will not be Kudo Shinichi's mother, I promise."

The tone is sincere and convincing.

"How to say?"

The quick arrest was largely due to Kudo Shinichi.

This time's sentencing also needs to prevent Kudo Shinichi from being rescued, or someone going to the U.S. Embassy to arrange for the U.S. Embassy to interfere with this sentencing.

The reason why Nakamori Ginzo arrested Kudo Yukiko was to prevent the mother's excessive behavior.

"Just today, Yusaku Kudo brought an American supermodel to a literary award in Switzerland, and both the American and neon media reported on it, calling the supermodel the Baroness of the Night."

Anyone can wear a title.
To be continued...