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Chapter 202: Detective Conan, Attack

The sound of breaking glass was accompanied by the sound of gunshots, piercing into everyone's heart harshly——

In shock, Miwako Sato covered her eyes with both hands. Using the cover of her palms, she quietly opened a gap with her index finger. Only then could she barely see a figure jumping down from the edge of the open window under the influence of a flash bomb.

!

"Uehara! She jumped off the building!"

"Notify the colleagues downstairs! Hurry!!!" Uehara Katsumi, who was almost in the center of the flash bomb, still couldn't open his eyes. After hearing this, he immediately ordered sharply.

"Damn it! What's going on! Didn't her clothes have been taken off? Why is there still a flash bomb!" Also nearly blind was Wada Saburo, the head of the first class who was on the verge of retirement.

It was a bit too much for him to experience the intensity of front-line combat again for an old man, and he almost went blind.

"Her underwear."

The light gradually dissipated. Katsuki Uehara, who had empty his bullets in one round, rushed to the window edge with a few strides, stuck his head out and looked down. Belmod, who was falling rapidly from the sky, seemed not to worry about falling to his death at all.

, and even had the leisure to blow a kiss at him——

A rapidly formed air cushion perfectly explains why Belmode dared to jump like this.

"I'm Memu! I'm Memu! Notify all the police officers on the first floor to dispatch. Some of them will catch the person who used the air mattress, and some of them will catch Chris Binyard who fell from the sky! Hurry!!!"

The calm Metropolitan Police Department suddenly became agitated because of Belmode's shocking leap.

After coming back to her senses, Sato Miwako bent down and picked up the rose-red underwear that still had residual body heat. The remaining glitter beads in the inner fabric layer made her expression change with uncertainty.

"It's too late, someone is picking her up. Police department, please inform the people in the traffic department to pay attention to the surveillance cameras at major intersections."

Seeing the impact on the air mattress, Belmode quickly stood up and rushed to a motorcycle as if nothing happened. Katsuki Uehara turned his head and looked at his superior, Megure Thirteen: "Block the road as early as possible."

After saying this, his eyes fell on the section chief Wada Saburo who was still rubbing his eyes.

"This woman...even her underwear is her arsenal."

Megure Thirteen, who sent a message to the traffic department, also saw the object in Miwako's hand, and his expression was extremely gloomy: "All her emotions after being arrested were just fake."

"The Oscar-winning actress deserves her reputation."

After tugging on his tie, Katsuki Uehara took out his cell phone, randomly pulled out a number and sent an email.

Fortunately, he knew this woman well enough.

"Didi."

Mori Detective Agency, second floor.

Conan, who was at home on sick leave, was still fiddling with his homework out of boredom. Kogoro Mouri, who had been drunk until he was unconscious during the day, was still fast asleep at his desk, snoring loudly——

Suddenly, Conan's cell phone rang.

The email from Uehara Katsumi made Conan's eyes light up, and he immediately reached out and pressed the button on his glasses——

A map was immediately displayed on the transparent lens, and a fast-moving red dot was clearly visible on the map.

"caught you."

The moment he saw the red dot, the corner of Conan's mouth raised, he stood up, picked up the solar skateboard, ran downstairs, and rode away!

…………………………………………………………………

"Gin, the response was successful, Belmode has successfully escaped from the Metropolitan Police Department."

At the corner of the first floor of the Metropolitan Police Department, Reina Mizuna, who had dressed up in disguise, watched the figure driving a motorcycle out of the Metropolitan Police Department disappearing from his sight. She then took out her mobile phone and dialed Gin's number.

"Gin, what happened? Wasn't I here to respond? I entered the Metropolitan Police Department as planned, but Belmode escaped? Someone arranged an air mattress and a motorcycle for her in advance?"

"What did you say?"

On the other end of the phone, Gin's voice obviously had a little more fluctuation: "Really, it looks like he took action. Come back. Since it was him who took action, there is no need for you to continue to be in the Metropolitan Police Department."

Stay here."

"……I see."

Shui Wulian, whose face turned green and white, hung up the phone.

Is it really someone who even Gin didn't expect to take action?

What a fool.

Glancing at the others who were rushing towards the direction of the air mattress, Shuiwu Reina immediately gave up her desire to chat with him and left.

"Police Department, the surveillance footage has come out. There is indeed someone here preparing in advance. But the other party seems to be very familiar with the location of our surveillance probe and has protected his face very well. We can only build some basic profiles based on height.

"

"Confirm the profile as soon as possible, and also have someone investigate the air mattress."

"yes."

Mu Mu Shisan, who waved for people to go down, looked at every inch of land around him with a gloomy expression. He couldn't figure it out.

How on earth did Chris Binyard break free of handcuffs?

"It's the needle-like object hidden in the underwear. He probably got it out of the underwear when he asked us to put on clothes to unlock the handcuffs, and then used that staggering effort to unlock the handcuffs."

High-rise, three-series office area.

After carefully looking through the rose-red underwear, Sato Miwako looked very ugly when she noticed a trace of a needle-like object on the left chest.

In her opinion, Uehara Katsumi had been cautious enough, even leaving only a set of underwear for Chris Binyard that could only cover his shame.

"There is another possibility."

Katsumi Uehara, who took the underwear from his partner, recalled what had happened before, and the suspicion in his heart had shifted from the counselor at the beginning to the section chief, Saburo Wada.

Seeing his expression, Sato Miwako seemed to have thought of something, and frowned and said: "Are you more suspicious of the section chief now? But he doesn't seem suspicious. Even if the people from the public security department hadn't come forward, he would still have stood still.

We are here to stop the counselor from asking for people.

"Furthermore, the clues we found based on the previous clues from Kenzo Masuyama have nothing to do with the section chief - wait a minute!"

Suddenly, Sato Miwako's pupils shrank: "Counselor."

"Judging from the previous situation, the faction supporting the Counselor are probably people who are close to the police, so they are so impatient to let the Counselor come to ask for people, and the faction represented by Odagiri Toshiro is the Metropolitan Police Department

Local power.”

Uehara frowned, looked at the underwear in his hand, and kept stroking the possible threads in his mind: "The two parties were secretly instigated into discord, so that it would be easier for Gin to fish in troubled waters."

"..."

"We are being used." Miwako Sato's face darkened after she reacted.

"The details are not clear yet. Let's wait for a while. I want to wait for the result first."

"The result? What result?"

"I got some small toys from Dr. Agasa. After Vodka told us that the distillery would send someone to impersonate Miyano Shiho, I had an idea in my mind——"

He walked back to his work station, opened the drawer, and looked at the pair of tracking glasses inside. Uehara Katsumi felt much more comfortable.

"Ideas?" Miwako Sato was confused as she watched the man take out a pair of glasses.

"Why do you think I went out of my way to strip Chris Binyard down to his underwear?"

"What? Wait a minute, she didn't ask you to strip naked? Did you leave her a set of underwear on purpose?" Sato Miwako looked like she had seen a ghost.

"I guessed that someone would come to rescue her, but I didn't expect that she would leave the Metropolitan Police in this way.

"But it doesn't matter, my suit jacket is still on her body. Now unless she plans to bare her upper body on the street, she will definitely wear my suit jacket to escape the police pursuit and return to her residence or... Qin

The abode of wine.”

Uehara Katsuki pressed the button on the tracking glasses, and a flashing red dot was still moving quickly on the map: "If it was the clothes specially provided by the police, then Belmode would definitely change it as soon as possible after escaping.

.

"But my clothes were thrown to her under her provocation. With this woman's vigilance, she must have touched it once while putting on clothes to confirm that there was no signal transmitter. After all, it came from me.

The one I took off was taken off after being ridiculed by her several times. It has a psychological advantage. She enjoys this feeling very much and always feels that she is very mysterious."

Sato Miwako blinked: "Then you did it on purpose...?"

"Of course, otherwise you think I'm provoking her when I have nothing to do. She must want to get her back. Only in this way will she not be suspicious if I take off my clothes and throw them to her in a rage."

Katsuki Uehara, who clearly captured the moving path of the red dot on the map, raised his lips: "This is thanks to Dr. Agasa's props. His signal transmitter is very light and thin, and can be easily sewn into the middle of my clothes without any abnormalities.

.”


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