It only took a little more than an hour, and most of the time was wasted on the road. Shizuo Furumon and Miwako Sato took the prisoner back to the Metropolitan Police Department.
"Why are you back so soon?" Genta and others were walking out carrying Coca-Cola, and happened to bump into Shizuo Komemon and others in the corridor.
"Why are the criminals still there after being caught?" Shizuo Komemon said and asked, "Are you going back to school to continue classes?"
"No, it's actually Conan... um..." Yuantai was immediately covered by Conan who looked embarrassed and angry.
The corners of Haihara Ai's lips raised, "Edogawa-san has made a huge sacrifice for his companions this time."
Xiao Mingmei pulled her and said, "Stop being so narrow-minded, Edogawa-san is already very embarrassed."
Komemon Shizuo raised his eyebrows slightly, "Next time I come again, I'll treat you to a Coke."
Conan clenched his fists and glared angrily, "The devil wants to drink your coke again!"
"Okay, okay, definitely next time!" Yuantai agreed for him.
Instead of teasing Conan any more, Shizuo Furumimon let them go back to change their pants, and escorted the prisoners into the interrogation room with Miwako Sato.
Because he was caught on the spot while handling evidence left behind in a murder plot, Masuo Keizo didn't resist too much and honestly told the story of the murder.
The motive for the murder was that his wife was spending a lot of money, and now she was facing the risk of losing her job due to the bank robbery, so he focused on her huge insurance money.
The murder method was to use a kite string to connect the pedal axis of his wife's exercise bike to the bookshelf behind the exercise bike, and fill the top of the bookshelf with books to make the bookshelf top-heavy.
Then he inserted the dagger into the gap between the top of the bookshelf and the books, and then covered it with something above the bookshelf. As long as his wife reached the fixed fitness time, the mechanism would start on its own.
And he deliberately came to the Metropolitan Police Department at two o'clock in the afternoon just to let the police become a witness in his alibi.
"There's something wrong with their brains." Shizuo Komemon commented after hearing this. "These criminals are all crazy. They either look for detectives to be witnesses, or they look for police officers to be witnesses."
"Indeed..." Sato Miwako also felt a little strange.
Masuo Keizou opened his mouth. He now realized his stupidity and should not have underestimated the police of the Metropolitan Police Department.
But luckily it wasn't discovered...
"But Mrs. Masuo said before that she had clues about the bank robbery to tell us, and then she suddenly died. Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"
Sato Miwako looked suspicious on her face and looked at Masuo Keizou. The latter's expression suddenly changed, but then he pretended to be calm and explained:
"Because she happened to say that she wanted to come to you, and I thought this was a good opportunity, so..."
As he was talking, he couldn't continue, because Shizuo Komemon came closer, pressed his hands on the table, and stared at him again with a very oppressive gaze.
Moreover, the iron tabletop creaked under the opponent's hands, as if it was wailing and being twisted and deformed.
"Go on, I'm listening." Shizuo Komemon had a smile on his face, but he looked very scary.
Masuo Keizou shuddered. Before, he acted like a clown in front of the other party, telling lies with all his strength. It was this feeling of being completely seen through. Now he really couldn't continue to make up lies in this situation.
"I think it's better to give him a beating. Think about the previous one billion yen robbery. It was also an insider who colluded with outsiders to commit the crime. This time, it probably has something to do with him."
Shizuo Komemon tore off the deformed corner of the table, crumpled it into a ball and threw it in front of Masuo Keizou.
"Beat, beat me?" Masuo Katsura was startled, his face turned pale, his eyelids were trembling as he looked at the gap at the corner of the table, "Isn't violent interrogation against the rules?"
"Yeah, so what?" Shizuo Komemon didn't care.
"No, you just beat the criminal minister's son like that a few days ago, and you broke the limbs of the subsequent prisoners. It's very troublesome to deal with these things..."
Sato Miwako cooperated very tacitly, which seemed to be a hindrance, but in fact it was also a vague threat.
Shizuo Komemon glanced at her and was finally led astray by himself?
Masuo Keizou swallowed, the minister's son was going to be beaten? After the beating, he continued to work as a policeman here, and he was dressed like this, not even wearing a police badge, and no one cared about it?
Who is this guy?
Just as he was talking, Shizuo Komemon's phone rang, it was Wataru Takagi.
"Gumeimen Police Department! A strange photo album was found in the bedroom of the victim, Mrs. Masao. I saw that there were several photos in it with several people marked in red circles..."
"That should be the clue that Mrs. Masao wants to tell us, right? When she was taken hostage in the bank, she recognized the robber as your friend?" Sato Miwako immediately reacted.
Masuo Katsura was sweating profusely. Komemon Shizuo grabbed his hair and forced him to raise his head, "Quickly tell me, I'm on vacation tomorrow and I don't have time to waste time here with you."
"Yes...it's exactly what the female police officer said..." Masuo Keizou didn't feel that his body was harder than this table.
"Where is he now?"
"They are at their own home, and their address is..." Masuo Keizou said honestly.
"I'm going to arrest the person. I'll be back in a while. I'll leave this place to you." Shizuo Komemon let go of his hand and walked toward the interrogation room.
Miwako Sato quickly stopped him, "Call Chiba Criminal Investigation for me. It takes two people to interrogate. Also, remember not to go too far."
"I know." Shizuo Komemon waved his hand and closed the door.
The arrest went smoothly. When Shizuo Komemon arrived, the two robbers were counting money and were frightened by his kicking open the security door.
The two of them didn't react at all, and they were kicked over by one of them. Their teeth and blood were scattered on the ground, and they all fainted.
Shizuo Komemon had one hand in each hand and two large bags of money hanging on his shoulders. He stuffed them all into his car and took them back to the Metropolitan Police Department. He completed the entire operation by himself.
"I leave these to you." Shizuo Komemon returned to the interrogation room and threw the two unconscious robbers in.
"So fast!" Miwako Sato blinked, with a look of surprise on her face.
"If you don't hurry up, why don't you put off working overtime at night? I have finally found a pattern. Either I am idle all day with nothing to do, or everything happens in one day. Maybe there will be some unexpected events later."
Shizuo Komemon thought about what he had experienced recently and sighed.
"Two cases have already occurred today, and there should be no more..."
Before Miwako Sato could finish her words, she suddenly saw the figure behind Shizuo Komemon - Minister Odagiri.
Naturally, Shizuo Komemon felt it too. He turned around and asked, "Is something wrong?"
Masuo Keizou glanced curiously, is this the minister whose son was beaten?
