Chapter 153 The Police Department Miyano Akemi is dead!
"I figured out the list of people who had a meeting with the police that day.
"The Police Director, the Police Deputy Director, the Criminal Department Director, and the Criminal Department Counselor. Only these four people participated in the secret meeting with the police and read the road map."
Mihua Town, a certain intersection.
Uehara Katsuki, who was waiting for the green light to pass, put his elbow on the window sill, raised his palm and put the mobile phone to his ear, and informed the detective on the other end of the phone: "How are you doing? Do you have any ideas?"
"..."
Hearing this, the corner of Conan's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times: "What can I have in mind? These four people are not something I can contact, right?"
Among these four people, even the lowest-ranking Counselor of the Criminal Department is older than the Chief of the First Investigation Section, not to mention there are two gods——
The Inspector General of Police and the Deputy Inspector General of Police.
These two are the No. 1 and No. 2 positions that all police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department must look up to.
"Are these four the only people involved in the secret meeting?"
Unwilling to give up, Conan asked: "Is it possible that there are others?"
"No, I personally asked about this, and the Minister of Criminal Affairs, Toshiro Odagiri, responded to me personally."
Seeing that the green light turned on, Katsuki Uehara immediately stepped on the accelerator: "According to the answer he gave, there is absolutely no way that a fifth person participated in this meeting with the public security.
"In addition, he personally checked the conference room and found that there were no bugs or other equipment."
After a long silence, Conan politely thanked him and then hung up the phone.
Judging from the previous situation, Toshiro Odagiri, the head of the Criminal Division of the Metropolitan Police Department, was the mastermind behind the murder of those traitors with thunderous means. In other words, he is the only one among the four who is trustworthy.
If things are really as he and Uehara speculated yesterday, it means that the insider who spread the news in the Metropolitan Police Department is most likely among the remaining three people——
There is a top commander of the Metropolitan Police Department, a second boss of the Metropolitan Police Department, and a second boss of the Criminal Division.
Choose one of three...
Feeling troubled, Conan bit his lip and almost scratched his head and ears in worry.
Could the top and second-in-commands of the Metropolitan Police be the moles of that organization?
This should be...impossible.
Especially the police chief.
Judging from the police rank alone, the Police Chief is not only the boss of the Tokyo police, but also the boss of the police in Japan——
Even the boss of a powerful local police station such as Osaka has to be a head lower in rank.
For example, Hattori Heizo, the boss of the Osaka Police Department, has a police rank of police inspector, which is just below the rank of commander.
When he thought of this, Conan instinctively turned his attention to the counselor of the Criminal Department who had the lowest official position among the three and seemed to be the most suspicious——
"Uno Tadayoshi."
Whispering the counselor's name, Uehara Katsumi arrived at his destination and got out of the car with black coffee. Next to his parking space, a bright red Mazda had already arrived before him.
"Okay, okay, I know you are very curious about the fire incident that happened yesterday, but the rules are the rules. I hope you won't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. This case has been fully handed over to the police, do you understand?
"
Biting the straw and taking several sips, enjoying the bitter taste on the tip of his tongue, Katsumi Uehara walked into the office area of the third department and bumped into Megure Thirteen who was warning the police of the third department——
"Brother Uehara, you worked hard yesterday."
It was also the first time he noticed his beloved general, Mu Mu Shisan, and nodded to him. Then he continued to assign tasks to the group of police officers under him.
"What is the Megure Police Department doing? Is there a new mission?" Uehara Katsuki, who had not thought of any new ideas, was stationed in front of Sato's workstation. He saw a box of cookies on her table and gestured to reach out to take it.
He took a piece and put it into his mouth.
"It's not like yesterday's firefight. We have to come to finish it off. Those police officers will just slap their butts and leave after doing the damage." Miwako Sato, one of the witnesses, obviously also inherited the police system's attitude towards the police.
The system has always complained, chewing chocolate chip cookies, and said with great dissatisfaction.
"There's nothing I can do about it, who is the police? The traffic department doesn't know how many times they have to wipe the police's butts every year." Katsumi Uehara, who felt the taste was pretty good, took a few more pieces at once and was speechless.
Talking.
Not to mention the distance, after Bourbon officially appeared in Miwa Town as Toru Amuro, the series of racing maneuvers that the traffic department watched for a while and blood pressure soared were enough to explain everything.
"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Where did you go yesterday? I asked the Meguro Police Department and he said you were going to check some clues?"
Shaking her head, remembering Katsumi Uehara's behavior yesterday when she left the scene after the firefight, Miwako Sato was a little curious: "Is it from that organization? Have you found out?"
"There are gains, but not much, and it's still very tricky."
The biscuits were crunchy and crunchy. Katsumi Uehara, who had only half-full breakfast, reached into his partner's biscuit box again: "These chocolate chip cookies taste good. Where did you buy them? I'll buy a box later."
"You can't buy it, my mother made it."
"Tsk, tsk, my aunt is so good at her craftsmanship, why did your crotch look like this?"
After smashing it in the mouth a few times, Uehara Katsumi felt that he had endless aftertaste, which immediately attracted Miwako Sato's glare: "What do you mean?"
"It's just a matter of emotion. If my aunt can't open classes to accept students, I will be the first to sign up."
"Give up. The steps are very complicated. It took me several years to learn it before I could barely reach the threshold."
"You can't generalize between people. I'm a cooking genius who can make my own steamed buns."
"The frozen products I bought obviously were packaged and packed in your refrigerator last time." Miwako Sato curled her lips in disdain and exposed the man's background without hesitation.
"Why, what do you mean, let's compare?"
Katsuki Uehara glanced at her sideways: "Let aunty be the referee then?"
"you sure?"
Hearing this, Miwako Sato looked at him funny: "You will lose miserably, I'm not kidding."
"What a coincidence, I don't like to joke either."
Katsuki Uehara, who was leaning against his partner's desk and felt as if he was being provoked, suggested with a smile: "Since it's a bet, there has to be some stakes, otherwise it won't be decent, right?"
Miwako Sato tilted her head, sat on the chair and stared at the man's smile like a weasel successfully stealing a chicken: "Okay, the loser has to promise the other party one thing, and no rejection is allowed, how about it?
"
"Is there such a good thing?"
Katsuki Uehara's eyes suddenly lit up, but he soon became wary again: "Anything? No restrictions?"
"Anything, no limits."
A smug smile appeared on Miwako Sato's lips, and she agreed without hesitation. Perhaps she was afraid that the man would regret it, so she didn't forget to provoke him: "What, are you afraid?"
"I should be the one to say this to you."
Although he had sensed something was wrong, Katsumi Uehara was still confident.
The referee is his mahjong friend, so I have the advantage this time.
"Police Department! It's not good! Miyano Akemi died in the hospital!"
The next second, Shiratori Rensaburo pushed in the door with a loud voice, leaning on the glass door with one hand, and told the sudden bad news without even having time to take a breath.
Megure Thirteen's eyes suddenly widened, and the tone of voice was so high that Katsumi Uehara subconsciously blocked his ears——