"Originally I wanted to take a risk to get some information, but I didn't expect it to have other uses." Conan sighed, fiddled with his glasses, and secretly muttered in his heart, "Let me see where he is now..."
Soon, the direction was displayed on the lens: the signal point was 16 kilometers northwest, and it was heading north along the Shengmao Street on the banks of the Diwujin River.
"This kind of movement speed is indeed in a car. This is actually easier to handle..."
Conan glanced at Maya Hashimoto fearfully, then opened the mailbox and quietly sent a message to Jiang Xia.
Feeling the vibration in his pocket, Jiang Xia took out his phone. He looked at the screen and then at Conan, who was playing with his phone casually next to him: "..."
After a moment of silence, the high school detective put away his cell phone to show dignity to his classmates, and turned to Officer Sato: "I just received a message from the enthusiastic people - Mr. James is now moving on Ikimo Street in the direction of the Saitama Line.
If we set up a card there, we might be able to intercept him."
Setting up checkpoints requires a lot of procedures. Officer Sato was stunned: "Who is that enthusiastic person? If he witnessed the kidnapping scene and is willing to call the police, we should be able to intercept him."
Conan: "..." I sent the message to Jiang Xia just because I couldn't come forward!
Jiang Xia also looked embarrassed: "The other party used a virtual address. He didn't seem to want to reveal his identity."
Maya Hashimoto: "...?" An enthusiastic informant who didn't want to reveal his identity? James had just been kidnapped, and the news about that person was sent to Jiang Xia. This was too timely. Coupled with this sneaky behavior... Could it be
Are there other Juan King colleagues hiding in some corner that I don’t know about?
One of Uzuo's subordinates took a breath silently, only to feel that the pressure around him had increased again.
Next to him, Officer Sato quietly had other ideas.
Sato Miwako: "..." The timing is too coincidental. Could it be an FBI member who sent the message?...What tricks are those guys who illegally hold guns every day doing? Could they be trying to do something shady with the help of the police?
It's something.
Obviously, the FBI officers, who looked like outlaws, failed to leave much of a good impression on Officer Sato.
But no matter what, the kidnapped person is still a life.
After thinking about it, Officer Sato said: "Although it is not easy to set up the card directly, Yumei just sent a message complaining about a traffic accident and she had to rush to deal with it - the location happened to be on the road you mentioned. Why don't I let her go?"
She helped check to see if there were any suspicious vehicles there."
As a busy police officer, Officer Sato's mobility was undoubtedly very high. She quickly dialed her colleague's phone number, recalled the appearance of "Mr. James", and told Yumi Miyamoto, who was in charge of the Traffic Division, about his characteristics.
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"If you find a similar vehicle, find an excuse to detain it." After Officer Sato finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something. She took a few steps to the side and lowered her voice, "The people in the car may be carrying guns, so be careful.
Don't make them suspicious."
——Last time, James was called to their police station for illegally possessing a gun. This time, the guy might not change his ways and continue to hold a gun.
And being able to kidnap an FBI with a gun means that the other party may also have weapons...
Realizing this, Miwako Sato became more and more uneasy as she thought about it.
She hung up the phone and said to Officer Takagi, "Let's go over and take a look."
Officer Takagi: "Ah? Ah, okay!"
Officer Sato turned to several high school students: "This matter may be dangerous. You should wait here for news."
After saying that, she took Officer Takagi and trotted to a nearby car and drove to the place provided by the "enthusiastic informant" who sent the message to Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia nodded and watched her leave with persuasion.
As soon as the police car left, he turned to Maya Hashimoto and said, "Let's go take a look too. Did you drive here?"
Maya Hashimoto: "..."
I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go at all.
But……
He took a deep breath and put on an anxious look to help someone in distress: "I'll go get the car over."
He trotted towards the parking lot, when another car happened to drive by on the street.
Maya Hashimoto was terrified, and instinctively wanted to look over, but he quickly restrained this thought, pretended that he was just an ordinary passerby, and continued to drive as Jiang Xia said.
Others didn't think so much. When they saw a car passing by, Suzuki Sonoko glanced inside casually.
Then he froze in place.
"???" Suzuki Sonoko rubbed her eyes and poked Jiang Xia, "Did I see it wrong? Why did Mr. Hashimoto drive past us?"
Jiang Xia also looked directly at the car: "It must be an illusion, maybe it's just another person who likes to wear knitted hats."
"Knitted hat?" Conan was startled by this keyword, and a figure suddenly popped up in his mind: It was the guy who was hit by a car and was unhurt!
"Why did you happen to pass by here?" Conan felt that the chaotic thread in his mind seemed to have a certain direction, but he couldn't resolve it for a while. "Is he also related to today's events?"
…
On the other side, Shengmao Street.
A truck overturned on the side of the road, and there was a long traffic jam behind it.
Beside the street that was forced to stand still, a female traffic policeman with long, silky hair yawned, narrowed her round almond eyes, and looked listlessly at the long list of cars in front of her.
"It's a kidnapping, and it's a gunman... it sounds too fantasy." Yumi Miyamoto muttered in her heart, somewhat doubting what her colleague said.
But thinking that Officer Sato was generally reliable, she patted herself on the face again to cheer up, and looked for them one after another: "Foreigners, foreigners, elderly foreigners..."
Unfortunately, every car was filled with impatient East Asian faces.
At this time, a police car in front opened its window, and a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses stuck his head out of the car and waved to her.
"Huh?" Miyamoto Yumi looked at this strange colleague curiously and walked closer, "What's the matter?"
The middle-aged man sighed and pointed to the man whose head was covered by clothes in the back seat: "Can you let us go first? We have to take this guy to complete the on-site evidence collection before getting off work."
"You are escorting the suspect." Miyamoto Yumi looked at the busy scene and expressed deep sympathy. She straightened up and got out of the way, "Go over there and I'll tell the colleague in front of you."
Several people in the car smiled and nodded to her, stepped on the accelerator, and the vehicle quickly drove away.
Miyamoto Yumi stretched and continued to check other vehicles behind: "Foreigners, foreigners..."
…
"Haha, this girl is so easy to fool."
After successfully passing the level, the fake policeman in the fake police car put away the pistol that was pressed against James' body and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
