Next to him, the Megu Police Department was in shock and confusion, his eyes turning back and forth between his subordinates and vodka. After thinking about it, he asked Officer Takagi: "Are they both robbers too? What did the gentleman who marked them leave behind?
Words?"
Officer Takagi shook his head and wanted to say that he had just arrived. At this moment, Sekiguchi Yoshio rushed out excitedly.
This social beast who originally did not dare to cause trouble changed his initial cowardly appearance. He pointed at Police Officer Kamikawa and said angrily:
"Don't listen to his sophistry, this person is a robber! - I met you in the bathroom before and wanted to ask you for help, but this policeman intercepted my words first and threatened me that they had been watching me and asked me not to
Use your crooked thoughts and obediently help them kill their target.
"I never expected that there were actually people from them in the police. At that time, I just felt that I had no choice. If it hadn't been for... if this kid and the gentleman in black hadn't helped me, I would have been a murderer who had been brutally silenced by now.
!”
His daughter seemed to understand, and hugged her father's legs tightly in fear.
The Megure Police Department looked at the emotional victim and couldn't help but feel guilty: he had some impressions of his chance encounter with Mr. Sekiguchi. Thinking about it carefully, Police Officer Kamikawa at that time was indeed abnormal - usually this person just mingled with his colleagues.
Among them, he was particularly active in the bathroom just now, and his expression was very strange. Unfortunately, they didn't think much about it at the time.
With Sekiguchi Yoshio's testimony, the balance in Meguchi Police Department's mind finally shifted. He sighed sadly, looked away from his subordinate who was trying his best to quibble, and then turned to look at Vodka.
"What about Brother Yamada?" Megure Police Department asked Sekiguchi Yoshio, "Is he a robber?"
Vodka looked at Sekiguchi Yoshio warily: "!" You must answer truthfully, don't talk nonsense under the suggestion of some guys!
Sekiguchi Yoshio lowered his head and looked at him, hesitantly: "I don't know."
This should mean "no", Vodka secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But before the anger was over, Sekiguchi Yoshio frowned: "But...but he is very suspicious!"
Vodka: "?!"
Sekiguchi Yoshio: "I have seniors and juniors, and I don't want to help the robbers silence their accomplices. So before the final time limit came, I still had a glimmer of hope in my heart and kept wandering around the hospital, trying to find someone who could escape.
chance of their sight.
"But no matter where I go, I can see at least one unusual figure - including Mr. Yamada, who was acting sneaky at the time and was actually following me!"
Vodka: "..." You are slanderous! Don't be too confident, kid. You are the one I am following. You are obviously the brat with glasses!
Sekiguchi Yoshio has just experienced the ups and downs of his life, and he encountered the terrible thing that "the policeman who wanted to ask for help turned out to be the robber himself", and he was in a state of doubting everything.
Suddenly becoming safe at this time, he couldn't help but confess all the doubts in his heart: "Moreover, there were so many people around, but when the robbers took the hostages, they didn't take anyone else, but him - he was tall and heavy.
Gao, he doesn’t look like a suitable hostage. But the robbers singled him out. Don’t you think it’s strange?”
After thinking about it, Sekiguchi Yoshio added: "And that powerful gentleman specially marked him with a paint gun - you are not there, so you don't know how accurate and terrifying his shooting skills are. This is definitely not an ordinary miss, but something else.
intention!"
The police looked at each other in confusion.
Conan, who was listening in the audience, deeply believed this statement.
"Of course Mr. Kurosawa did not mark it wrong - strictly speaking, compared with those small gangsters, Vodka, a cadre of the black organization, is the one who should be marked the most."
Conan muttered in his heart: "There are no bad people who like Sherlock Holmes... Of course, this is not the point. The point is that for some reason, I always feel that Vodka is a little afraid of him, and is extremely wary when facing him.
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. But although the curly-haired gentleman is an enemy of the black organization, he is also too skillful in shooting... Who is he? Is it some country that has its eyes on the black organization?
organ?"
"Anyway, since Mr. Kurosawa has left this advantage, I must make good use of it..."
…
Everyone was considering Sekiguchi Yoshio's words, when a child's voice sounded from their feet.
"Speaking of hostages, security has been very bad recently." Conan shook his head and sighed, "When I was riding the bus a while ago, the robbers on the bus also took many hostages. This is really scary."
"!" The witty Officer Takagi suddenly had an idea, "I remember the time when the bus exploded. The robbers picked their accomplice from a bus of hostages and wanted to pretend to kidnap her, but actually escaped with her. Could it be...
…”
Vodka's eyelids were twitching wildly. He didn't expect that the hateful bus that had already turned over would turn into the trap it is now.
He gritted his teeth and wrote down an account for each of his two minions, Takagi and Conan, and then planned to refute.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Conan said: "But Uncle Yamada doesn't look like a robber."
Vodka: "?"
Conan looked sympathetic: "Brother Takagi, you'd better not doubt Uncle Yamada. He is really very pitiful - he always encountered cases at Shijikawa Hospital before. After finally being transferred here today, he happened to meet him again."
The robbers..."
"!" Sekiguchi Yoshio had a flash of inspiration, as if a bolt of lightning flashed across his mind, "Yes, this is such a coincidence! I heard the nurse say before - Mr. Yamada, who has just been transferred to the hospital, is a patient in the psychiatric department.
But he happened to live with two trauma patients.
"Mental illness is difficult to diagnose. Maybe he is actually pretending to be ill! In this way, he can stay in my father's ward and monitor my actions. If I regret at the last moment, he may immediately step forward to take a shot.
At the same time, he silenced me, and when he pretended to be trying to stop me, he accidentally killed me by accident!"
Conan smiled happily in a corner where no one noticed, and a reflection flashed through his lenses.
Vodka: "..."
Mumu Police Department: "This..." Does it really sound reasonable?
Normally, the Memu Police Department would never want to doubt its backup detective brother.
But now, even the subordinates he likes...well, he knows people but not their hearts. Putting aside preconceptions and looking at it with suspicion, Mr. Yamada's move to transfer to another hospital is indeed a coincidence that makes people suspicious.
"Why don't you follow us back to the Metropolitan Police Department first?" The Memu Police Department turned to Vodka, "When we find out the robbers' dens and search their communication tools, we can prove your innocence..." Of course
, if the result of the search is unfortunately the opposite... they will just catch the person on the spot.
