"Katsuki Uehara, 25 years old. He grew up in an orphanage. After graduating from Jonan High School, he studied at Keio and graduated. He is now a member of the Criminal Investigation Section 1 of the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Division, Third Division Police Department——"
"Wait a minute, Grandpa Terai, what did you say? Keio?"
Tokyo, in a closed billiards bar.
Kuroba Kaito, who was playing with the club in his hand, couldn't help but stop hitting the ball when he heard this, and asked in surprise: "Where did he get his tuition? Is there anyone sponsoring it?"
"From the information that can be found so far, it can be seen that he saved his first pot of gold through part-time modeling. Then he used this first pot of gold to invest in gambling during his freshman year, and earned a considerable amount of wealth from it."
Behind Kuroba Kaito, an old man in a suit and leather shoes pushed the round frame on the bridge of his nose and said in a deep voice: "Master Kaito, this policeman is a bit evil. I asked someone to check his betting records.
Except for a few games, he is indispensable in games with high odds.
"Especially for Denmark, which won the European Cup in 1992 like a fairy tale, he bet heavily. He was obviously a winner, but he behaved like a gambler who lost his sights and tried to get his money back.
"The most important thing is that he seems to have brought a friend with him."
Kuroba Kaito, who had his club fixed, leaned against the table and narrowed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
As a close assistant of his father Kuroba Toichi, Terai Kinosuke is absolutely trustworthy as his source of information. Ever since he took over the mantle and became Kid, Terai Khonosuke has also contributed a lot.
"That's not a red eye, it's absolute confidence."
A kick caused the club to flip over, and Kuroha Kaito casually scored a black 8 with the corners of his mouth raised, and an inexplicable look shining in his eyes.
There are only three types of people who dare to bet big-dollar stud games with their friends at the gambling table - gamblers who lose, gamblers who are absolutely confident, and gamblers who cheat.
"Judging from the available information, Uehara Katsumi should also be invited to attend the Suzuki Foundation's 60th anniversary ceremony. Master Kaito, I think it's better for you to be careful."
Terai Huangnosuke was a little worried: "This person has very keen observation skills."
"Don't worry, Grandpa Terai, I don't plan to get involved with the policeman this time, I'm just a little curious."
After playing the last ball, Kuroba Kaito returned the cue to its original position, picked up the hat placed in the corner of the pool table and put it on, raised the collar of the cleaner's uniform, and smiled as confidently as ever: "I have a better one.
The goal."
Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
Now that he found out that Katsumi Uehara would also attend this grand ceremony, he naturally had to do some research in advance.
"A better goal?"
Terai Huangnosuke blinked, feeling that his thinking seemed to be unable to keep up with the young master.
"Anyway, thank you for your hard work, Grandpa Terai, I'm leaving now." Kuroba Kaito smiled and waved goodbye.
"Be careful on the road, Master Kaito."
The old man who watched Kuroba Kaito leave lowered his eyes and looked at the document in his hand.
“In the 1992 European Cup, due to the civil war in Yugoslavia, the Danish national team, which was not eligible to participate, was able to enter the European Cup as a substitute.
"After successively defeating strong teams such as France, the Netherlands, and Germany, and winning the championship with a miraculous performance, football circles called this the [Danish Miracle]."
Tokyo, one of the apartment bases.
Vodka placed the information he had obtained from the organizational intelligence department in front of the elder.
Belmod, who was lighting up his cigarette, quickly lived Katsumi Uehara's entire life up to now.
"This belongs to Miwako Sato, and this belongs to Rensaburo Shiratori..."
After the most threatening Uehara Katsumi, Vodka also took out the information of other police officers involved in the incident in the three departments.
From school to work, everything is covered.
"Okay, go back and tell Gin to keep a low profile these days and stop irritating those people from the Metropolitan Police Department. I will find out where Miyano Akemi's people are."
Belmode, who was going through the information one by one, put out his cigarette butt and waved to him.
"clear."
Vodka, who didn't want to spend any more time in front of the witch, turned around and walked away, leaving Belmod alone reading the targets' information.
Putting aside the overly large Megure Thirteen, there are currently only three people who meet her requirements for cross-dressing and have the ability to come into contact with Miyano Akemi -
Katsumi Uehara, Miwako Sato, and Rensaburo Shiratori.
If police rank is taken into consideration, Miwako Sato must be excluded.
Belmode, who drew a circle on each of the three names, picked up the wine glass and tasted it carefully, looking back and forth in the information to find a breakthrough.
Uehara Katsumi likes football; Sato Miwako likes drag racing; Shiratori Rensaburo is very knowledgeable about cooking, architecture and wine culture. He even has a warehouse specially used to store wine, which even Belmod himself was amazed by.
.
What a surprise for an heir to a top conglomerate to be such a dangerous detective.
"Then, let's start with you."
Considering that the most promising candidate among the three candidates to get close to Miyano Akemi was Uehara Katsumi, Bermod pulled out his information.
Moreover, unlike the other two, this person's experience is rich enough that she can even play many close roles.
"Except for the people in the Metropolitan Police Department, the person he has contacted the most over the years is...Oikawa Kunihiko?"
Looking at the name of the person who accompanied Katsumi Uehara in the 92 European Cup gambling game in the description, Belmod opened the information provided by the Intelligence Department——
We met in our freshman year of high school, had a falling out in our junior year, and have been... missing since our senior year?
Seeing this, Bermod narrowed his eyes, and his eyes subconsciously fell on the photo of Katsuki Uehara, his eyebrows raised with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Out of the black power's instinct, she immediately equated the disappearance with the murder.
But soon, she smiled and shook her head.
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"Uehara, are you ready with your dress? If not, do you want to rent one together?"
Metropolitan Police Department, third department office area.
As the invitation time gradually approached, the three-series police officers who had nothing to do after handing Miyano Akemi over had already begun preparations to participate in the Suzuki celebration.
It was the first time for Chiba and Nobu to attend such a high-level banquet. It was obvious that he was a little nervous and had to struggle for a long time on the choice of dress.
"Yes, Shiratori recommended a clothing store that is more suitable for us. Do you want to go and have a look after work?" Wataru Takagi, who was also an old sow who had climbed a tree for the first time, agreed.
In the entire three series, the only one who has such experience in attending top-level banquets is Shiratori Rensaburo, who came from a consortium.
"Me? I don't need it. Someone brought me a dress."
Without Conan's alarm, Katsuki Uehara, who had been peaceful for a day, was currently fighting with his Snake record at his workstation. Hearing this, he said without raising his head: "Suzuki has a high-end luxury brand and sent me several sets.
Okay, just choose whatever you want and wear it."
"..."
"..."
"You must have found the wrong person for this super policeman." Miwako Sato on the side joked: "Give me the name of the store. I will go with you after get off work. I have to rent one too."
Katsuki Uehara's ears suddenly perked up and he immediately put down his phone: "You want to try on clothes?"
Miwako Sato grinned and took out a pair of handcuffs from her hand. She raised her eyebrows provocatively at the man: "Huh? Do you want to be on the news or in an internal announcement?"