"What if, I mean what if, what if this news was not leaked by the police?"
Conan, who turned his head, knew the moment he saw Katsuki Uehara's expression that he must be thinking about it with him. After pushing up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, he said uncertainly: "From the series of things you said,
It seems that as the leader of the action team, Ginjiu is very thoughtful and would not let our undercover police officers be exposed so easily?"
"It's not impossible."
Katsuki Uehara, who was controlling the steering wheel, moved his body slightly, and a thought flashed through his eyes as he looked straight ahead: "The escort route was actually planned by the public security. Therefore, if we want to trace the source of the route leak, the public security must be
The first responsible person."
Conan, who was swinging his legs gently, immediately took over the words: "If it were me, when I was making this plan, I would have considered covering up the undercover agent who was delivering the news, in order to confuse the audience and delay time.
"Here, the undercover agent in the Metropolitan Police Department who is completely afraid to stand out in the impression of the higher-ups comes in handy.
"Gin can completely take advantage of this blind spot mentality. When everyone thinks that the undercover agent in the Metropolitan Police Department has been frightened and dare not move, he can use him as an information transfer station to perfectly cover up the undercover police officer.
Movement tracking.
"In this way, no matter how hard the police investigate, they will not be able to find anything unusual about the undercover agent, because he behaved normally when he was inside the police - that is, he has not downloaded any data and has not recorded any information."
The more he talked, the smoother his thoughts became. Conan tilted his head slightly, and the image of two simulated undercover black men constantly appearing in his mind was: "Leave no written information, do not use any materials, just rely on oral narration."
Leave no clue... No, that's not right.
"Uehara Police Department, I remember you said that this case was initially investigated by your Metropolitan Police Department, right? The police came later. Moreover, in order to coordinate your plan, the police should be qualified to participate in this case with the Metropolitan Police Department.
Have the people responsible for the matter held a meeting?
"What if the undercover Metropolitan Police officer you haven't caught yet is among these senior Metropolitan Police officials?"
As he spoke, the two little black men in the serious-looking Conan's mind gradually merged into one: wearing the uniform of a senior official of the Metropolitan Police Department, sitting upright in the conference room, watching the public security members who came to connect with him were giving a serious report -
—
"Using this time of handover between the Public Security Bureau and the Metropolitan Police Department, the undercover agents in the Police Department do not have to come forward. The undercover agents in the Metropolitan Police Department already know the specific plan from the people coming from the Police Department, and they also know which route is the real one.
is fake.
"In this way, the police plan was not leaked by the mole, and it is doomed that the police's attempt to find the mole will end in vain. Because the mole has never taken any action at all, and in the end it is just a bamboo basket.
It’s all in vain and time is wasted.”
When he said this, Conan's tone was obviously hesitant. Without any evidence, it was somewhat outrageous to target a senior police official based on just a speculation.
He was even prepared to be ridiculed by Uehara Katsumi, but what he didn't expect was that not only did Uehara Katsumi not do this, but he actually considered this possibility seriously.
He looked serious and didn't look like he was faking it.
"Uehara Police Department?"
"There is another possibility."
"Um?"
"Then this so-called senior official is also a target."
Katsuki Uehara, who turned the steering wheel and controlled the turn of the vehicle, narrowed his eyes slightly and told the truth about his speculation after thinking: "Gin knew that the policemen would have a meeting with senior officials in the Metropolitan Police Department who knew about it, so he deliberately chose this method.
The purpose of this method is to provide a second layer of insurance so that investigators like me will be hindered in their investigations and put in a dilemma.
"In fact, the undercover police officer took the opportunity to hand over the detainee to the Metropolitan Police Department this morning to hand over the complete plan and dictate it orally.
"The location of this dictation can be in the bathroom, in an unmanned conference room, or... in the car."
"Just like you and me now."
Conan returned his gaze and looked directly at the rapidly passing street scene in front of him. His eyes under the lenses gradually became sharper: "Uehara Police Department, have you ever considered confirming it?"
After hearing this, Katsuki Uehara put his hand on the gear lever, and while pulling the lever to shift gears, he stepped on the accelerator. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise, and there was a hidden meaning in his smile: "What, do you have an idea?"
"It's not very mature yet, but I think if we don't find this undercover agent, it may be difficult for you and me to communicate about the organization in the future.
"Besides, I can also help."
As if to prove that what he said was right, Conan raised his right hand and clicked on the tracking glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Although your plan had an accident, Mizuno Reina also had something to do with it.
The basis for regaining trust.
"If we add fuel to the fire, there shouldn't be any problem in getting her back into the organization, but it will be a little more troublesome.
"If everything goes well, we can catch the police or the undercover agent in the Metropolitan Police Department. Of course, this requires the help of Dr. Ali, who is the manufacturer of these things I told you before. He is very reliable at a critical moment.
scientists."
Perhaps because he was afraid that Uehara Katsumi had forgotten who Dr. Agasa was, Conan did not forget to grandly introduce the man who stood behind him and helped him realize his dream at the end.
Uehara Katsuki tapped the steering wheel with his left index finger. As Conan spoke, the innocent, fat and kind figure had already appeared in his mind - Dr. Agasa, whose surname was Agasa and whose name was Doctor.
The maker of incredible equipment such as tracking glasses, bow-tie voice changers, foot-strengthening shoes, and a solar skateboard that can do anything in the sky or on the earth.
Anyone who sees all the inventions installed on Conan can't help but say "esome".
After hanging out together for so many years, he has never had the opportunity to get to know this man who stands proudly at the top of the world's technology tree and overlooks all living beings.
So, he glanced at Conan in the passenger seat who was introducing the detailed functions of the foot strength-enhancing shoes in detail: "What excuse did you tell your little girlfriend when you came out?"
Conan, who was working hard, couldn't help being stunned when he heard this: "Uh, my stomach hurts. Do you need to go to the toilet?"
"Are you planning to fix your refresh point in the toilet? You'll go to the toilet every now and then."
"..."
"Forget it, where is Dr. A Li's house? Please show me the way."
Katsuki Uehara's words made Conan's face light up: "No problem."
Tokyo, Yoneka-cho, 2-chome 22nd.
When Katsuki Uehara parked his car casually on the side of the road and was about to ring the doorbell, he found that Conan actually took out a key from his pocket, opened the door and walked in.
"I have the key to the doctor's house because I often come to his place."
Stepping into the entrance of Dr. Agasa's house, Conan, like the owner of the house, skillfully took out a pair of brand-new slippers from the shoe cabinet, tore open the package and placed them in front of Katsumi Uehara.
"Doctor! Doctor, are you at home?!"
After doing this, Conan still couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Huh? Oh, it's Shinichi, who I thought it was."
Wearing goggles and holding a tool in each hand like a senior welder, the fat old man walked out of the laboratory. After opening the lenses of the goggles, he saw the man who followed Conan into his home——
A light ponytail, a light green suit, lined with a white shirt and a burgundy tie.
Familiar clothes, familiar face——
"Ah! You are?!"
Recalling that he had seen this face on many news programs a while ago, Dr. Ali opened his mouth in surprise.
"First meeting, Dr. Agasa, Katsumi Uehara."
The man took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand, and said hello with a smile: "I have been longing for your invention for a long time, but I have never had this opportunity to meet you."
"Ah haha, blah blah blah, I'm just an ordinary scientist. But you, Uehara Police Department, I have seen on the news before and heard Shinichi talk about you."
Dr. Ali, who put down his welding work and took off his goggles, was obviously a little embarrassed. He really thought that he was just an ordinary scientist.
"However, Uehara Police Department, why did you come to me today...?"
If you say you're not curious, you'd be lying.
A police officer like Uehara Katsumi, who has not broken any laws, should not be able to have anything to do with him, so he would go to the door in person.
"I asked the Uehara Police Department to come here, doctor."
Conan on the side stopped pretending to be a child here and said: "The Uehara Police Department and I encountered the black organization. Something went wrong in the plan. The next response requires your ingenuity, Doctor."