Chapter 467 The person who has never been handed over
When the sun rises from the sky, it is also the time when the police department’s heart sinks.
He knew that no matter what, the matter could no longer be hidden.
"Have you not found the suspicious truck yet?" Mu Mu, who was feeling a little irritable, spoke in a much harsher tone than before.
Next to him was Officer Takagi, who had just returned from jogging outside, with sweat on his forehead.
"Although the truck was not found, we got a clue."
When he heard that there was a clue, Mu Mu's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "What clue?!"
"The Maori detective asked me to focus on several places before, and sent people to ask about shift handover issues at the top of the hour. Sure enough, we caught a person who did not hand over the shift on time!"
Mumu:?
I asked you to catch the kidnapper and you to catch the evader... Takagi, you are also a talent.
Just as Mu Mu was about to say something, he reacted instantly. His eyes widened and he raised his voice and said, "Is there a large truck missing from the factory that has not handed over its shift?"
"Yes! That's it!"
"Which house are you in? Let's go quickly!" Mu Mu said vigorously.
When Memu arrived at the door of this factory that didn't even have a brand, there were already several acquaintances there.
Among them, Kogoro Mori is arguing with someone.
"What's going on?" Mumu walked in with his hat lowered and his head lowered, "What are you arguing about?"
Mao Li snorted coldly, "I'm not the boss, so I won't let us go in and search even if I say anything."
The boss watched the police surrounding us more and more, wiped his hands with cold sweat, but still said forcefully: "We are a legal factory here, you can't enter the investigation without any reason."
Mu Mu looked up and down this factory, which had no brand and was full of dust, but couldn't see anything legal or compliant.
"If you rely on this reason to delay time, I'm afraid you will make a mistake." Regardless of whether it is legal or not, Mu Mu doesn't want to waste time here. If the clues are found one minute late, the hostages will be in more danger.
"Get it! Break in!" Mumu shouted.
The police on both sides did not hesitate at all, and quickly took down the factory owner and several security personnel of the other party. Mu Mu walked into the factory under the loud threats from the other party.
Anyway... if he can't be found, he, as a police officer, has done his job well. He may even be sentenced if he doesn't find it, and he will be charged with breaking into a house.
The environment in the factory was worse than everyone imagined. Mumu covered her mouth and nose and tried to shake away the dust in front of her, but she kept getting more and more dust, and finally gave up the plan.
There were unprocessed items piled up in a mess inside the factory, and I couldn't tell what they were, so I simply turned my head to the other side.
There is a row of vehicles parked on the other side, which are gradually worn out from the outside to the inside, and the innermost one may no longer be able to drive.
"The ground here is cleaner than other places. I think there was a truck here before I came here."
Edogawa Conan slipped in at some point, squatted in the parking lot near the door, and wiped the ground with his hands.
"Where is the person who takes over?" Mumu asked.
"Bring it here." Takagi walked in, "That's him, Mr. Maejima, please tell me."
Kazuo Maeshima is just an ordinary factory employee. Although he is said to be an employee, he is not even given a formal contract here, and his salary and safety protection are also pitiful.
Last month, a worker accidentally cut off his thumb while processing, and the worker's name disappeared from the factory the next day.
Kazuo Maeshima sometimes thinks that fortunately he is just a driver and is relatively safe as he is far away from the sharp edge of the knife.
The person who drives with him...can't be said to be together. The two usually work twelve-hour shifts and have never driven together.
The man in the same position as him was named Tsuchiya Takumi. He used two sentences that the two of them could only say every time they changed shifts. He knew that the other person was a single man, living alone with no one to take care of him and no one to take care of him.
"Every morning we turn over at five o'clock, but when I came here today there was no one in the house, and the truck we used to pull goods was also missing."
"Then why couldn't it be him who got out of the car?" Mu Mu asked.
Maejima Kazuo said: "We have all scheduled our departures in advance. There was no dispatching mission at all yesterday, and..."
He glanced at the boss who was being detained outside the door, and muttered in a low voice: "With only such a small amount of money every day, who will be diligent in delivering the car at the handover point?"
Through the cooperation of Kazuo Maeshima, the police identified the license plate and model of the target vehicle and traced it back to the factory.
However, the simultaneous investigation of Tsuchiya Takumi was not very smooth.
Tsuchiya Takumi has no criminal record, no relatives or friends, and no fingerprints. Since he works the night shift, few people in the factory have seen him. The one who has seen him the most is actually Maeshima Kazuo.
The police could only give a rough portrait through Maeshima Kazuo's description, and then assigned them to the traffic police department for them to coordinate the investigation.
Yes, it’s dawn, and some things can no longer be hidden.
I don’t know which media was the first to report that the grandson of associate member Sento Junji was kidnapped at an amusement park, and then the scene in which Senzu Junji was surrounded in front of the office building without saying a word was widely reported.
Public opinion is gradually pointing the finger at the Metropolitan Police Department.
Sato, who had just woken up, almost performed a resurrection on the spot and couldn't wait to get back to work immediately.
Chiba, who stayed behind, persuaded her to stop, saying that if she did this, some police officers would be distracted to her side.
Although Sato didn't understand that there was any inevitable connection between her work and the distraction of the police, but since the phrase "resurrection with full blood" was just a thought and she couldn't really get up, she still chose to lie here and recuperate.
"Have we locked down the list of people who are currently missing?"
Chiba nodded. Within two hours after the incident, they had already locked the list.
The Suzuki Foundation was unusually quiet. In the hall, Shiro Suzuki was smoking cigarettes one after another. Tomoko Suzuki was sitting in a corner with her head lowered and silent, expressionless.
This is what Suzuki Ayako saw when she walked in. To be honest, she hadn't seen such an expression on her parents' faces for a long time. The whole atmosphere was so depressing that people didn't want to stay any longer.
"Is there no news about Sonoko yet?" Suzuki Ayako asked. She stood at the door, not wanting to go over and blend into that atmosphere.
"The reply from the police is that they are still looking for her." Shiro Suzuki quickly put out his cigarette when he saw his daughter coming. "They asked us to cooperate and not spread the news about Sonoko's kidnapping."
Suzuki Ayako curled up into a sneer, "Those blind politicians can only see their own hats."
"We only lost our daughter, but they lost their jobs and dignity!"
Suzuki Ayako looked at her father and said in a cold voice: "Then what are you going to do, Dad?"
"I've already found someone, and there should be news coming back now."
As soon as Suzuki Shiro finished speaking, the housekeeper walked out of the study, holding an old-fashioned landline receiver in his hand, covering his hand with one hand and whispering:
"Master, the other party wants to talk to you directly."