1282 [Gin Wine: Where are my subordinates?] Ask for a monthly pass(?)?
Otaki Police Department: "..." Listen, is this what the police should say?
He wanted to rebuke like this.
But I was worried that my subordinates would ask, "What do you think?"
So in the end, the Otaki Police Department just cleared its throat as if nothing had happened: "There is currently no evidence, so it is difficult to combine them. Let's treat them as two cases and investigate them independently - Regarding the deceased in the conveyor belt sushi restaurant this time, you
What did you find?"
The young police officer felt that the Otaki Police Department actually didn't understand, so he cautiously did not ask further questions.
He flipped through the notebook in his hand and reported: "In addition to the main business of a housekeeping company, my wife seems to be a food writer who is famous for his spicy reviews - the restaurants he recommends are indeed delicious, so his reputation
Not bad. But correspondingly, those stores that received negative reviews from him will see a sharp drop in customers, and several stores will even close down as a result."
The Otaki Police Department sighed. It sounded like the deceased must have many enemies, so it would be difficult to screen them. However, "Fortunately, the time of poisoning is very clear. Let's focus on investigating these people in the store first."
After saying that, the Otaki Police Department noticed something and looked towards the door.
——This store uses a transparent glass door, and it happens to be not far from the scenic spot. At this time, there are a lot of people watching the excitement outside the door. If you look closely, there are actually reporters who have entered with their cameras.
The Otaki Police Department frowned and whispered to the subordinate next to him: "Close the door curtain first - we can't rule out that the suspect is among the guests who just left. Don't let them see the details of the crime."
The young police officer nodded and hurriedly ran to cover the scene.
However, reporters have experienced many battles, and their hand speed of pressing the shutter is no slower than Mao Lilan's hand speed of 110.
Things that should be reported and should not be reported were quickly written into the report and quickly posted online.
…
A few kilometers away.
Vodka was holding a telescope and carefully observing the crowds everywhere, looking for the five-person tour group that should be very conspicuous.
But at this moment, a prompt suddenly popped up in the corner of his computer screen, accompanied by a special prompt sound.
As that unique voice entered his ears, Vodka's hand holding the telescope froze and he couldn't help but glance at the computer.
Gin also looked away from the car and turned his head to look over.
Vodka knew him well, and so did he of course. Gin had long known what this beep meant—Vodka had devised a small scraping program. Every time Jiangxia-related crackdown reports appeared on the Internet, there would be
It is automatically captured by the program and corresponding prompts are sent.
Gin: "..." That guy really can't take any time off.
Before setting off, he was still thinking that Wu Zuo had just arrived in Osaka and was not familiar with the place. He wanted to plan his so-called murderous stage plays. It would take a certain amount of time, and he might be able to calm down for a while.
However, the situation was not at all what he hoped for. It seems that Wu Zuo spent a lot of effort to create his own "tour guide" before traveling to Osaka.
When Gin mentally reprimanded some cadres for not doing their job properly.
Next to him, Vodka was a little restless.
On the one hand, he was curious about what Wu Zuo had done. He also wanted to know if the crime scene was far from him and whether it might affect innocent colleagues in the organization like himself.
But on the other hand, Vodka couldn't help but worry that this was Wu Zuo's conspiracy - he was at work now, and if he went to look at the computer, Gin would think that he was "lazy", which would be bad.
While he was struggling, next to him, Gin put down his telescope, took out his mobile phone, and opened the web page.
Vodka: "...?"
Could it be that big brother... is also paying attention to the same thing?
His heart moved slightly, and he wanted to glance over there to see the situation.
But at this moment, Gin suddenly felt a strong murderous intention, and the phone seemed to be gripped and made a crunching sound on the verge of breaking.
Vodka was shocked: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Isn't it normal for Wu Zuo to kill passers-by? Brother should be used to it. Why this time...
Wait, could it be that this time the environment was unfamiliar and Wu Zuo failed to plan well and exposed himself?!
...Silence him! Silence him quickly!
Vodka felt happy, with a hint of pure expectation.
However, under his excited gaze, Gin did not draw his gun. Instead, he slowly showed a sinister sneer and gritted his teeth and said: "It seems that he has a big opinion about not getting our mission."
Vodka's smile slowly disappeared: "..." Mission?
...what task?
…
On the other side, in a sushi restaurant.
The Otaki Police Department looked at the clerk, then at the customers, and instinctively identified several high school student detectives as suspects.
However, speaking of high school students...
The eyes of the Otaki Police Department couldn't help but fall on Jiang Xia.
He remembered that this detective solved crimes quickly. With him, the overtime hours of Tokyo's criminal police officers were said to have dropped a lot.
"..." It's rare for this person to come to Osaka, why not give it a try yourself?
With this in mind, Otaki Police Department approached and imitated the tone of the model police department who was said to be very good at using detectives and asked: "Brother Jiang Xia, what do you think?"
Jiang Xia glanced at him in surprise: Suddenly he heard a man from Osaka speaking in the tone of the Mumu Police Department, and it sounded so similar to him that he was briefly confused.
Jiang Xia came back to her senses after a while and was about to say something.
But at this moment, his cell phone suddenly vibrated.
...Someone was looking for him. And what was happening was the cell phone used exclusively by the organization.
Jiang Xia glanced at the other two detectives with his peripheral vision and saw that Hattori Heiji and Conan were still taking the time to look at the body, so he casually dismissed the police department in front of him: "Sorry, my client called, I'll answer it first."
"Oh, okay." The spell failed, and the Otaki Police Department was a little disappointed. But they had no choice but to make way and let Jiang Xia go to a quieter place nearby to make calls.
At the same time, the burly police officer suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Hattori Heiji.
Otaki Goro: "..." Speaking of which, Heiji seems to have always been obsessed with the speed of breaking the eucalyptus.
It's rare that Jiang Xia is held back by other things and can't solve the case quickly. Maybe this time, Heiji can seize the opportunity to experience the complete investigation process and regain his love for the detective career?
With this in mind, Otaki Goro walked to the group of customers and clerks, intending to see what Hattori would do.
…
As expected, Hattori Heiji is working hard to push forward the progress:
"I just heard that after the quarrel between the deceased and the store manager, many customers in the store left disappointed. Because the sushi on the conveyor belt has not been consumed, and the chef in the kitchen has not made new sushi.
"That is to say, the guests who left in advance and the staff in the kitchen can all be eliminated. The only people who have the chance to poison the sushi are the flounder sitting next to the deceased... cough, the gentleman in the blue hat, and the one in the sushi. The aunts in pink clothes a few places to his right - after the quarrel, they were still eating normally and did not leave, so they had the opportunity to smear poison on their plates."
