First of all, it’s not that he sees people through colored glasses;
In the past, when his father Kudo Yusaku was still active in Japan, Megure Thirteen was already the policeman who asked Kudo's brother when he was in trouble. Even the policemen under him were the same.
Conan had seen all this before he was a child.
Secondly, he really doesn’t look at people through colored glasses;
When he was still active as Kudo Shinichi, the person referred to by the title "Kudo Brother" changed from Kudo Yusaku to him. The violent crime police of the third department continued to maintain a high detection rate under the leadership of Megure.
At the same time, he also relied more and more on detectives.
Among the military medals awarded to Shinichi Kudo by media such as "The Strongest High School Detective in Kanto" and "The Savior of the Japanese Police", the one who appears most often is undoubtedly the three departments of the Violent Crime Investigation Section 1 headed by Megure Jusan.
, which can be called the greatest meritorious service.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he had known Memu Thirteen and others for many years, Conan would not have cheated on both ends at this moment. But what he didn't expect was that he seemed to have lost the game——
Megure Thirteen did not use detectives to solve the mystery this time, and Mouri Kogoro, who was involved in this case, still knew nothing about it.
Unless he uses an anesthesia needle to dump Mouri Kogoro's medicine on the ground, and then quietly hides and communicates with the police in his anesthetized state. But in that case, he who is hiding will not be able to learn about the bomb search and missing persons at the first time.
Progress has been made.
"Um, Memu Police Department, you called me——"
"Brother, is this the puzzle you solved? It's amazing. How did you know it was from Mihua Central Hospital?"
Seeing that Mouri Kogoro was getting more and more confused and confused, he was about to ask Megure Thirteen why he called him over. Conan jumped out and interrupted him, trying hard to look at Katsumi Uehara's eyes.
It's full of adoration.
As long as the police give him a little explanation first, Mouri Kogoro won't be blind and not know anything.
Katsuki Uehara, who had just introduced the surveillance status of each building and floor to Megure Thirteen, raised his eyebrows: What is Kudo Shinichi so crazy about? Is he addicted to pretending to be a child?
"Conan! How many times have I told you not to disturb the police's work!"
Mouri Kogoro, who had quick eyes and quick hands, stretched out his hand and grabbed Conan's collar like a chicken, and lifted him up to him with one hand. He said with an evil look on his face: "If you keep doing this, believe it or not, I will send him back to you."
Where are you going to Dr. A Li?"
Facing the ferocious Mouri Kogoro, Conan's nose twitched in frustration, and tears gradually appeared in the corners of his eyes, but he was still very sensible and restrained and did not cry.
"..."
"Okay, okay, brother Maori, wasn't Conan a kid who loved detective games before? It's normal to be curious about this."
After getting familiar with the operation of switching cameras, Megure Thirteen saw the embarrassment of his former subordinate, and patted Mouri Kogoro's shoulder loudly and handed him a step.
After briefly explaining Katsumi Uehara's previous reasoning to Conan in his own words, I immediately enjoyed the child's innocent and adoring eyes.
This is very useful for Mumu Shisan.
Mouri Kogoro on the side also suddenly understood after hearing this, and his surprised eyes immediately turned to the figure who was still communicating through the walkie-talkie with Sato and others who were leading the team to evacuate the people.
He, a junior in the police academy, actually has this ability. Young people today are really amazing.
"Police Department, how long is the estimated search and rescue operation?"
Because he was Miyazawa Yuka's client, Mouri Kogoro, who was somewhat involved in this case, immediately put aside his previous doubts and confusion and asked.
"It's hard to say, Mihua Central Hospital has 37 medical departments, 38 central facilities departments, and 7 clinical research departments. Just searching area by area is an extremely time-consuming project, not to mention that the police also have to take care of evacuation.
The work of pacifying the people.”
He patted Conan on the head and gave him a smiling face. Mu Shisan stood up and stared at the police figures surging on the big screen, with a serious tone: "Not only that, there are no evacuated hospital employees, patients, or those accompanying the patients.
The patient's family members, these will affect the police's bomb disposal progress."
At the moment, these people can still remain calm under the command of the police, but as time goes by, those who have not reached the area confirmed by the police as a safe zone will definitely become dissatisfied, and even those who are already in the safe zone but have not yet left the hospital.
People can also become dissatisfied.
At that time, it will be the real test for the police.
"Police Department, I have brought people to the intensive care unit. Some patients here cannot be transferred, and our people can only start from here to investigate on the spot."
"Police Department, there are many patients in the emergency center who cannot be transferred. We need the explosive ordnance disposal team to prioritize this area."
"Police Department..."
On the walkie-talkie, a series of reports composed of voices poured into Meng Mu Shisan's cochlea, but his thinking was not disordered at all. Instead, he gave corresponding commands one by one.
As time passes, the sun outside the window has gradually climbed higher. Along with the temperature rise, there are also people who have passed through the safe area in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the police, waiting for those who pass through the safe area.
The moods of several people in the conference room began to become anxious as time went by.
"Police Department, the Department of Gastroenterology has completed the confirmation. No bomb was found, and no Sayuri Matsumoto was found."
"The police department and radiology department have completed the confirmation. No bomb was found, and no Sayuri Matsumoto was found."
"Police Department..."
As departments were eliminated one after another, Katsuki Uehara and Conan's frowns deepened.
Wrong reasoning?
Not in the hospital?
Mumu Shisan, with his hands behind his back, stared at the screen expressionlessly, mentally making plans to go back and apologize and take responsibility.
after all--
"Police Department! Bomb found! Location Medical Equipment Management Department!
"
"Police department! A bomb was found! Location of the emergency center!"
"Police department! Bomb found! Location of neurology department!"
The next second, the voices of Sato Takagi and Chiba almost sounded from the front and back!
Katsuki Uehara's face darkened.
The prisoner has 12 bombs, minus 3, and there are 9 left.
And...where is Sayuri Matsumoto?
"Where are the others? Have you found anything from others?" The newly typed apology letter disappeared in an instant. Mu Mu Shisan put one hand on the conference table and asked, holding the walkie-talkie in his hand tightly.
"We are checking the police department."
"Still under investigation."
Takagi and Chiba's subsequent reports made Uehara Katsumi and Conan, who were just a little happy, fall into deep thought again.
"Continue to investigate! Pay attention to the emotions of the people, avoid conflicts as much as possible, and tell them that we will solve the bomb problem!" After the surveillance clearly showed signs that some people were losing control of their emotions, Mu Mu Shisan hurriedly shouted
reminded.
"Understood, we are providing guidance. But the police department, I only found bombs here, not the kidnapped Miss Matsumoto."
Miwako Sato, who finally squeezed out of the crowd, took a breath with one hand on her hips and asked: "Chiba, Takagi, did you two find anything over there?"