Chapter 118 Miss Miyano, you don't want anything to happen to the professor, right?
If he had to choose one person to be his opponent among these bottles of wine, Belmod would undoubtedly be the person he least wanted to meet, bar none.
His bug-like cross-dressing ability will keep his nerves on high alert at any time and anywhere, and he can easily become physically and mentally exhausted.
After all, Belmode will not talk to you about the morals of the world. As long as Mao Lilan and Conan are not involved, he will kill them without any hesitation.
The most important reason why Ginzo Nakamori in the second class next door can still survive so well despite the torture of two generations of Kidd is that Kidd doesn't kill people. At most, his theft techniques are a bit flashy.
"Speaking of which, Uehara, how did you know that Hirota Masami is the Miyano Akemi that Kid heard about? Tadokoro and the others haven't said anything until now, right?"
Looking at the vacant workstations, Miwako Sato calmed down briefly, thinking of her partner's straight-forward performance at Mitsubishi Bank, and became a little curious.
Although Uehara Katsumi had previously said during the interrogation of Masami Hirota that Tadokoro had told the truth, Miwako Sato was a clear-minded person in her heart, and since Tadokoro had confessed everything they wanted, they would not have such a headache now.
"I just felt suspicious. After all, she was not in the bank when the robbers robbed her, so I went up to defraud her. I don't believe in a billion-dollar robbery without an insider."
Katsuki Uehara, who was spinning his ballpoint pen, spread out his hands, and the reason he gave was in line with his usual interrogation style.
Police intuition and vision are often a mysterious concept.
Some police officers can watch criminals sneak away under their noses; but some police officers can judge at a glance whether a person has actually committed a crime and start an investigation.
Katsuki Uehara undoubtedly belongs to the latter.
Although in Sato Miwako's impression, most of the people with this ability are experienced and veteran detectives.
"Do you think Masami Hirota will be persuaded?" Shiratori Rensaburo, who had never thought that there were undercover criminal organizations in the Metropolitan Police Department before today, looked a little melancholy on his eyebrows.
"Judging from the previous interrogation, Sato's expression obviously changed slightly when she mentioned her family. As long as Inspector Odagiri can convince her that the police will protect her family, there will be no big problem."
Thinking of the woman from the black organization in the future, Katsuki Uehara shrugged.
"It's difficult. We haven't found out what family members she has until now. Unlike Tasho and the others, all the interpersonal relationships are clearly presented."
Speaking of this, Shiratori Rensaburo couldn't help but sigh.
"No, not necessarily."
Feeling melancholy, Chiba, who returned to the three-series office area with the latest information, interrupted the exchange between the three: "Uehara, your guess is correct. Masami Hirota is indeed a pseudonym, and her real name is indeed
Miyano Akemi.”
Chiba Kazunobu, who took a few sips of water to relieve his thirst, made three copies of the information in his hand and distributed it to several people: "Takagi and I checked the bank's employment information along Uehara's line of thinking. Masami Hirota.
The name does exist, but strangely, there is not much information under the name.
"We matched Hirota Masami's appearance with the name Miyano Akemi and found a new clue.
"In fact, Miyano Akemi has been living in Japan for many years, and the name Hirota Masami was not chosen by herself. It was a pseudonym given to her by her professor in college, and she used it once or twice."
Hearing this, Miwako Sato frowned: "Professor in college?"
"Professor of Nanyang University, Hirota Masaki, 61 years old." Randomly flipping through the documents on hand, Uehara Katsumi saw a name.
"The same surname?" Shiratori Rensaburo asked in confusion: "This professor is also a member of a criminal organization? Where is he now?"
"It's not clear whether he is from a criminal organization, but Takagi has already taken people to Nanyang University to look for him, and he will be back soon." Chiba Kazushi glanced at the time and affirmed.
"The relationship is good enough to help me get a pseudonym. If this professor is not a member of a criminal organization, then he is probably one of the people Miyano Akemi cares about."
Miwako Sato put down the information and turned to look at her partner who looked calm: "If this is the case, then there is a high probability that he also needs protection."
"Do you know what I'm thinking about right now?" Katsuki Uehara raised his eyebrows to meet her gaze.
"The premise is that you have to make sure that Professor Hirota knows nothing." Miwako Sato understood instantly, but her tone was not as confident as her partner's.
"If you want to be sure, why don't you just ask?" Katsuki Uehara stood up from the chair and threw the ballpoint pen in his hand into the pen holder, smiling.
trial room.
After seeing off Toshiro Odagiri, Miyano Akemi took a short break for about ten minutes before another man pushed in the door.
"Officer Uehara."
When Miyano Akemi saw the visitor, she suppressed the tiredness rising on her brows and managed a smile.
Odagiri Toshiro's words made her psychological defense shaky. Now, she didn't really want to continue this kind of questioning.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to interrogate you."
After entering the room, Uehara Katsumi turned off the audio and video directly. A look of astonishment appeared in Miyano Akemi's eyes: "Officer Uehara, what are you doing?"
"Nanyang University, Hirota Masaki."
After doing all this, Katsuki Uehara pulled up his chair and sat down, throwing the documents in his hands on the table: "Ms. Miyano, you don't want something to happen to your respected professor, right?"
——?!
"Don't look at me like that. You didn't pop up out of thin air in Japan. You have many traces of your life. I can only say that you should like the name Hirota Masami very much."
"You can't do this! The professor doesn't know anything!" Miyano Akemi lost her composure in a rare moment.
"You shouldn't say this to the police, but to the organization behind you."
Unmoved, Katsuki Uehara took out his cochlea and raised his eyes to look at her: "From the moment you were arrested, everyone who had close contact with you should have been on the organization's blacklist. Kill them or not.
Killing is all in their thoughts."
"..."
"You're not so naive as to think that you can fight against that organization and protect everything by yourself, right?"
Picking up his nails and blowing a breath, Uehara Katsumi didn't even look at her: "I'll tell you some sad news. Our people went to Professor Hirota's home in Shizuoka and saw no one else, and his wife was not there either.
.
"If you were not so stubborn, if you confessed everything to the police from the beginning, then my colleagues would probably be able to rush to Shizuoka as soon as possible."
Hearing this, Miyano Akemi couldn't help clenching her fists, and a few tears shone in the corners of her eyes.
"Put away your innocent tears, Miss Miyano."
Seeing this, Katsuki Uehara sarcastically said: "Save it until you finally attend their funeral and cry all at once."
"No...that's not the case, I didn't..."
"Then what are you thinking about? A one-man fight against a mysterious criminal organization that can send undercover agents to the Metropolitan Police Department? Are you qualified? Or do you think you can protect your family by completing a billion-dollar mission?
"Once an organization like this decides to kill people, will one billion be enough? Do they lack the one billion?"
Katsumi Uehara, who was waiting indifferently, opened the file and placed the photo of Masaki Hirota and his wife in front of Miyano Akemi.
"Explain everything and join the police's witness protection plan. Then the police may be able to protect you, your friend, before the organization. It would be too time-consuming for us police to investigate on our own.
"As for your family, according to our investigation, your parents seem to have died long ago."
"...my sister."
"?"
"My sister, my sister is still in the organization. All I have done is to take her out of the organization..."
Miyano Akemi, who had distinct teeth marks on her lips, seemed to have been drained of all her strength: "If I participate in this witness protection program, can you-"
"If you don't commit suicide, I think you should be able to see her alive."
"..."
Half an hour later, when Miyano Akemi walked out of the interrogation room, she suddenly froze on the spot——
The teacher she respected, Professor Hirota Masaki, was drinking tea in the office area at the moment and was safe.
"Officer Uehara, you——"
"I'm not lying. There is indeed no him in Shizuoka. We recruited Professor Hirota from Nanyang University."