Chapter 271 Is this Katsumi Uehara you are talking about working?
Chapter 271 This Uehara Katsumi you are talking about, does he work?
Author: dreamless sleep
"Is this... the end?"
"What else? If you can find the location of either of them now, I will take the people and set off immediately."
At Dr. Agasa's house, Uehara Katsumi hung up the phone and glanced at Conan, who looked obviously a little disappointed. He walked to his girlfriend's side, casually pulled up a chair and sat down.
"If she dies..."
"Although it is cruel to say this, from the day she became an undercover agent, she had to be prepared to sacrifice. This is the fate of an undercover agent."
Taking the lemon tea from Miwako, Uehara Katsumi subconsciously bit down on the straw, and there was nothing unusual in his tone.
"..."
Conan clenched his fists subconsciously, his face looking ugly.
He knew that Katsumi Uehara's words were to comfort him, but the sense of responsibility in his heart still made him feel that he was carrying a human life, a living human life.
After all, Shui Wu Reina's true identity was indeed exposed because of him.
He had never encountered such a thing before when a life was lost due to his own negligence.
"Do you know that the police are undercover?" Seeing him like this, Katsuki Uehara, who was drinking lemon tea, didn't even bother to raise his eyelids and said.
Conan was stunned for a moment when asked, and then nodded: "I've heard of it."
"I have a friend who I played with from junior high school to adulthood. After graduating from the police academy, he went to the police to work as an undercover agent with a woman who really wanted to be my girlfriend..."
——?!
Beside the man, Miwako Sato had a visible look of astonishment on her face, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at him.
"Both of them had a perfect undercover career in the beginning, but just when they were about to successfully infiltrate this criminal organization and were about to obtain an operation code name, their identities were exposed."
Uehara Katsuki gently shook the bottom of the cup of lemon tea, and said in a neither salty nor cool tone: "Because of me. Because in order to make money before college, I went to be a model with him and left a photo."
——?!
As soon as he said this, both Conan and Haihara Ai, who was sitting on the sofa and didn't know what they were thinking, all raised their heads and cast their gazes on him.
Dr. Ali, who never expected that there was such an inside story, swallowed hard: "Then they..."
"died.
"So you will see me here today because the Megure Police Department gave me a few days off, although I don't think I need any psychological adjustment." Katsuki Uehara spread his hands and focused on being tough.
Miwako Sato, who was on the side, vaguely poked her boyfriend with her elbow and said nothing.
"In a sense, you'd better get used to someone sacrificing yourself. Whether it's intentional or not, it's not that simple to go against that organization.
"If you really feel uncomfortable, you can drink some wine and go to sleep, so that when you wake up tomorrow, the weather will be nice again. Oh, yes, if you can't drink, you can use that anesthetic needle to shoot yourself."
After saying that, Katsuki Uehara put down the lemon tea in his hand, buttoned his suit jacket, and slowly stood up from the chair: "This is the advice I give you as a person who has experienced it. Whether you listen to it or not is your own problem.
"Let's go, Miwako, I'll take you back to the Metropolitan Police Department."
The lives of Conan and his party are not in danger so far, which is enough to prove that this bug can only be manipulated by Belmode.
This woman will not take action against Conan or Xiaolan, because these two people are her final bottom line of preference. However, Mizuno has no mercy, and Uehara Katsumi feels that surviving can be considered a victory.
After all, Belmode would not let others in the organization know about Conan's existence, and he would have to do it alone. In that case, Shui Wurenai, as a CIA elite, may not have a chance to escape.
"You shouldn't say that, Kenji. After all, Conan is still just a high school student. You should comfort him and reassure him, instead of saying things like this that may aggravate his inner regret."
Miwako Sato, who followed her boyfriend into the car, closed the car door, her expression changed instantly, and she corrected herself while buckling her seat belt.
"It's useless. It's impossible for a smart person like him to think of this. Instead of lying with those empty words, it's better to state the facts directly."
After starting the EVO, Katsuki Uehara tapped the steering wheel erratically with his index finger, stepped on the accelerator, and the tires suddenly kicked up smoke and dust: "After all, there is nothing we can do in this situation. If she is really dead, I can only say
When the time comes, I can help Shui Wu Lianna build a grave in her hometown.
"There is and should be such a thing as guilt. But we have to move forward in life. This is how I comfort myself."
"...Although the truth is indeed true, why do I feel that it is so awkward to say this from your mouth?" Sato Miwako frowned, very puzzled.
"Probably, because I'm not a good policeman like you."
Opening the lid of the chewing gum box with one hand, he tilted his head slightly and poured a few pills into his mouth, chewing them. After glancing sideways at the fast-moving world in the rearview mirror, Katsuki Uehara turned around and looked straight ahead, slowly
He slowly blew a bubble and said:
"Essentially, I am very selfish and have a very serious degree of double standards."
Sato Miwako tilted her head and said unequivocally: "Everyone will be like this, unless he is a saint."
"Are you excusing me? Or are you comforting me?"
"No, I'm just reminding you that you'd better take me back to the Metropolitan Police Department as soon as possible."
Miwako Sato turned her head, her eyes suddenly turned into protractors, she raised her right hand and pointed at the watch on her wrist and warned: "I don't want to have to stay and work overtime at night."
"Are you kidding? Who dares to ask you to work overtime when I'm here?"
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"Attention everyone, we have a meeting before get off work."
Mumu Thirteen, who knocked on the glass door with a pile of documents in his arms, coughed and announced the news. The faces of the old fritters who all closed their notebooks and put away their pens suddenly froze——
Fuck!
Another meeting?!
"Hmm? Where is Sato? Why aren't Takagi and Chiba here? Is there any new case?"
Mumu Shisan, who was the first to walk towards the conference room, glanced at the seats where several close friends were sitting, but saw no one there, and couldn't help but wonder.
"Uh, I don't know. But when Uehara sent Sato back in the afternoon, he said that if there was any case, he could contact him directly by phone. But there was no homicide report this afternoon, so we didn't contact him."
"Uehara?"
Mumu Thirteen raised his eyebrows, stood in front of the conference room door, stretched out his hand and pushed——
"Yes 3."
"I can't afford it."
"I can't afford it."
"Pass."
On the main table of the huge conference room, Katsuki Uehara, who was sitting cross-legged, threw the only 4 in his hand on the table, leaning forward and backward with joy: "You can't even afford a 3, how can you eat my 4?"
?Give money, give money! It’s time to harvest the rice, it’s time to harvest the rice!”
Chiba and Takagi, who looked extremely aggrieved, looked at each other, and then, as if they had reached some consensus, they both turned their attention to Sato Miwako.
The latter, who was just about to throw the cards, looked startled, then blinked: "What's wrong?"
"Are you cheating, Sato?" Looking at the stack of cards left in the woman's hand, Chiba fell into deep suspicion.
"How is that possible? I really can't afford it."
Sato Miwako smiled happily, threw the cards in her hand into the pile and mixed them together: "If I could win, I would have beaten him long ago, okay? Look at his arrogance."
The proud Katsuki Uehara leaned back and was about to give his acceptance speech again. The moment he leaned back, he saw Megure Thirteen with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot behind the wide open door——
?!
What the fuck?!
"Sato Takagi Chiba! What are you doing!!!"
Mu Mu Shisan's vision went dark, and then anger arose in his heart, and evil grew in his guts.
The huge conference room was filled with excitement all of a sudden!
"Uehara, Katsumi!!!"
"Ahem! That Mumu Police Department has something to say, something to say, something to say!"
Toru Amuro, who had disguised himself and followed his boss into the three departments, watched the good exchange between his seniors and juniors before him. The corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch a few times: "Police officer, is this Uehara Katsumi you are talking about working?"
Kuroda Heiwei, who was standing next to Amuro Toru, crossed his arms in front of his chest and remained silent.