MTL - Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman-v3 Chapter 27 It's time to be superstitious (Part 2)

"I'll say it one last time, I'm going to check your belongings." Kesuke Qianshou repeated it again.

Gan Heng stretched out his hand tremblingly and began to take something out of his pocket.

Car keys, house keys, wallets, tickets, etc... The table was quickly filled with odds and ends.

The police quickly surrounded and began to inspect the items.

And Keisuke Qianshou just glanced at these things, neither getting started nor stopping his colleagues.

"Anything else?" Keisuke Chishou asked.

"Only these things are gone. I won't take too many things when I go out." Gun Heng said with a stubborn neck.

Kisuke Chisuke sneered.

"why are you laughing?"

"I already asked the clerk. After the accident, you ordered a salt-flavored ramen, and then accidentally spilled the soup. You asked for a disposable cleaning wipe, right?"

"I think about it, yes, that's what happened." The sweat on Gan Heng's head dripped like a waterfall. It seems that his ramen is really "spicy".

"Then where are the wet wipes now?" Keisuke Qianshou thought to himself that this person is so boring, and he's still dragging on like squeezing toothpaste at this point. What miracle is he expecting.

Gan Heng pouted: "You know, I just threw it on the ground after wiping the noodle soup, maybe it was swept away by the clerk?"

"It's really bad for what you said. After the incident, the store clerks were all gathered together. Who would be distracted?"

Keisuke Qianshou couldn't hold back any longer, and extended his hand to Ganheng.

"You gave it to me."

Kam Heng was caught off guard by a huge force and was pushed down on the table, pulling a used wet wipe from his shoulder.

"The hidden pocket is just a decoration. Even pickpockets and thieves can easily see through it. Do you still want to deceive the police?" Keisuke Qianshou held the wet wipes between two fingers: "You still want to deny this If the origin of the wet wipes is concerned, I will put this wet wipes in your mouth first and let you taste it before talking!"

Shanxian Gongwang finally couldn't help but ask: "Kingsuke, what's going on?" A wet wipe made the two people tug at it for a long time, and finally Qingsuke Qianshou couldn't help but do it.

Now there are so many people watching! Even if it was finally confirmed that Gan Heng was the murderer, the matter that the police of the Metropolitan Police Forced the criminal still exists.

Keisuke Qianshou didn't answer Shanxian Gongwang's question, but raised his hand with the wet towel at Gan Heng, as if he was accumulating strength and preparing to stuff it into the opponent's mouth.

"I admit it! I admit it! I did it! It was me!" After all, Kam Heng's courage was not strong enough, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

It is impossible for the police to deliberately kill him, the truth is this, but when you really stand in front of that person, who knows if the other person will kill him with a single stroke?

"Cuff it." Keisuke Qianshou lightly placed the wet wipes on the table, and finally began to explain: "The deceased died after being stuffed with poisonous sugar balls. Of course, the murderer directly smeared the entire body with poison for the convenience of committing the crime. The sugar **** were held in their hands and stuffed into the mouths of the deceased."

"So there will be poison on your hands!" Shanxian Gongwang responded.

"That's right!" Keisuke Chishou laughed, "So he ordered a ramen with soup that was quick to make, and immediately spread the soup and asked for a wet towel to wipe his hands."

"It's better to just wash your hands, why is it so troublesome?" Shanxian Gongwang asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, maybe he's stupid." Keisuke Qianshou spread out his hands as if it didn't matter to me, squinting his eyes to look at the handcuffed Gan Heng: "For example, after walking out of the toilet, I remembered that I had toxins on my hands. , but it's a little strange to go back?" He only came to these guesses after he asked the clerk about the details of the wipes he asked for, and he didn't think about why he didn't wash his hands.

The foolish Gan Heng gave Keisuke Qianshou a dissatisfied look and wanted to explain something, but it was pointless to think about it, and he was afraid that the other party might put the poisonous wet wipes in his mouth. Close your mouth.

"Isn't it obvious? When he was about to wash his hands, Mr. Carmel heard the voice of the deceased and came out to check the situation, so he didn't even have time to wash his hands, and hurried out and returned to his place. Come on, I ordered a bowl of ramen." Uncle Maori, who has been watching all this, brushed a wave of presence.

"Clap clap..." Keisuke Qianshou applauded expressionlessly, then turned to ask Carmel: "Can this gentleman make a record with us? Of course, if there is an urgent matter, we can do it first. Another time."

Uncle Maori dripped with cold sweat, obviously the other party didn't care why the prisoner didn't wash his hands at all.

The police officers are talking again... and Conan, who listened to it specially, gets more and more uncomfortable. In the eyes of most of the police officers, the credit for solving the case is not the God-aided Keisuke Qianshou, but the fact that he was thrown out. .

That kid was thrown out again and solved the case again! These two coincidences have already controlled the consciousness of those police officers as if they had given psychological cues.

This is also related to another thing that Conan doesn't know, that is, those police officers subconsciously dislike the new recruits who are transferred, and they are still newcomers who are so active on the first day they are transferred.

But things were barely over, except that Conan was depressed from beginning to end.

"What? Brother Heiji won this case? Didn't anyone solve the truth?" Conan looked up at the three female high school students in the referee team with a bewildered expression.

"But!" Shiliang Zhenchun said, "Hatto-kun read the words of the deceased in Kansai language and got clues, but Kudo found nothing, didn't he? So, this time, in this incomplete reasoning competition, it was Hattori-kun who won. !"

"Hehe! That's why I'm the number one detective, much stronger than Kudo!" Hattori Heiji immediately became proud.

He Ye gave him an elbow without hesitation: "Don't be stupid! It's not so much that you win, it's better that you both lost to the police officer, right?"

"How can it count! It's obviously the police who won't let us intervene, otherwise I'd have dealt with them all long ago!" Hattori Heiji said stubbornly.

"That's not necessarily true." Uncle Maori poured cold water: "The police officer has always been acting independently, and he has not taken advantage of you at all. The basis for locking the prisoner is actually not related to the Kansai people. It is not that your progress is slow. It wasn't because they blocked it, but the officer completely ignored the other puzzles and only dealt with the most critical ones?"

"Other puzzles?" "The most critical puzzle?" Hattori Heiji and Conan repeated in unison.

"That's right, if I remember correctly, the police officer left the toilet while we were still discussing the issue of Kansai dialect, and we went to the clerk to ask questions. I think he had already confirmed that the deceased was a homicide. Immediately began to target the suspect and narrowed the scope. As for our discussion on the Kansai accent, since he said it later, he naturally heard it, but I think he heard it closely." Show IQ in front of him: "There is also the question of why the murderer didn't wash his hands. He never thought about it from the beginning to the end, or he didn't care at all."

"Don't care?" Hattori Heiji was a little surprised, while Conan was calmer.

"That's right, I just don't care." After all, Uncle Maori has been a criminal policeman for a long time. It is easy to understand the thinking mode of a criminal policeman: "Because he does not need to decipher the prisoner's methods and characteristics, he only needs to find Who the culprit is, where is the evidence, and the rest of the motives are not needed, because the police can ask the culprit from the culprit's mouth after catching the culprit."

"It's a blasphemy to reasoning at all..." Hattori Heiji could only make a desperate complaint.

"But people didn't want to reason at first." The uncle said: "Tsk tsk, this kind of attitude towards the target like a hound, and the same terrible method as a certain kid."

…

On the other hand, the terrifying boy described by Uncle Maori sneezed violently.

"Are you all right, officer?" Carmel, who was sitting across from him, asked worriedly.

"It's alright, maybe it's a blow." Keisuke Qianshou shook his head, because he always took the responsibility of taking notes on the principle of bullying newcomers.

Everything Carmel can say has been made clear on the spot, and the transcript is just a process, which is very fast.

After making a record, Keisuke Qianshou asked tentatively, "Mr. Carmel is FBI, er... how do you say it, do you know that there was a case before our Metropolitan Police Department?"

"I've heard something." Camille looked at Keisuke Qianshou alertly and replied.

"I'm a newly transferred police officer today. The reason for the transfer is somewhat related to the case. I heard rumors that there are some inside stories about that matter. The FBI is here to investigate the matter, so I want to... Just ask, and be a little curious."

"No, I just came here for vacation. Officers, you are too worried. Our fbi doesn't know anything about that case."

"I really don't know, or I can't say it, can you tell me clearly?"

"I really don't know, I'm just here for a vacation, just a vacation!" Kamel repeated solemnly.

"I'm sorry, I made you laugh, I just wanted to inquire because I couldn't hold back my curiosity." Keisuke Qianshou explained.

"It doesn't matter, there are many people who think we want to do something here as soon as we hear that we are fbi." Kamal nodded understandingly, and then asked, "Can I leave, police officer? My business here I told my companions before that they were here to pick me up."

"Of course there is no problem, the transcript has been completed." Keisuke Qianshou said hurriedly.

Outside the Metropolitan Police Department, Carmel got into the car.

"No surprises?" Judy asked.

"No, no, just got involved in a small case and happened to meet Mr. Maori's family." Carmel said.

"Then what did those two pictures you sent me mean?" Judy asked again.

"In the process of handling the case, I met the people I saw, and I couldn't help but take a picture of it." Carmel explained. He took out his phone and drew the first photo he took. It was a high school student who was a boy no matter how he looked at it, and was looking intently at the photo in a certain direction.

"This child looks very familiar to me, have you seen it?" Carmel asked.

Judy took Carmel's mobile phone. Although Carmel sent her this photo before, Judy didn't check it carefully because she didn't know what Carmel meant.

"I haven't seen him, but I think it looks familiar." After looking at him for a while, Judy commented, and then pointed the phone to James and their boss in the driver's seat.

"No, I haven't seen this girl?" James just glanced and said.

Judy was surprised: "Girl?"

"I didn't expect it, I was surprised when I found out about it," Kamal said.

Judy has new doubts: "How do you know it's a girl."

James smiled: "Because I'm older, my observation skills have been sharpened. Didn't Carmel send two photos? What's the situation in the other one."

"Oh, this one." Carmel finally called up the second photo on the phone.

"He's a handsome guy, shouldn't you tell me this is a woman too?" Judy said with a glance. The person in the photo was wearing a uniform, and at a glance, it was known that it was the policeman that Carmel encountered.

"No, no matter how he looked at it, he thought it was a male police officer, but he was too good at solving cases, so he was a little concerned." Carmel shook his head.

"Amazing?" Judy couldn't understand what adjective that was.

"Step by step, he went directly to collect useful evidence, and then found the culprit all at once, and he never went to see Mr. Maori's reasoning." Carmel described exaggeratedly.

"Oh? Don't look at the reasoning, this is a bit strange." James commented with some concern.

"No~www.novelbuddy.com~ I don't think this is the most important..." The key point of Carmel's description is not here: "He was transferred to work on the first day today, maybe he just doesn't know much about Maori detectives. "

"So what exactly does he have to worry about?" Judy asked impatiently. What is there to be curious about when the Metropolitan Police Department transferred a police officer who handled the case very well.

"It's like this. After he made the transcript just now, he asked me about something again." Carmel said slowly.

"What are you asking about?" Judy became alert. FBI has been unstable recently. FBI ace Akai Shuichi has just been killed by Kiel, a member of the organization. Many people want to take action on this matter.

"It's that person... the case of Cobille." Carmel replied slowly.

"That's normal. That person was most likely transferred because of that incident. You disclosed the identity of the fbi, so it's not surprising to want to ask you about it. How did you answer him?" Judy relaxed. Tone, James felt that there was nothing, and started the car to leave.

"I insisted that the FBI had nothing to do with that, I didn't know anything," Kamal said.

"Well, very good." Judy was very satisfied: "By the way, where did that person get transferred." If there is a detective with a strong case, you should have heard of it.

"I think about it, it seems that someone said... That's right! It fell from the Gunma." The slow Carmel thought for a while before coming up with the answer.

"What!" Judy's voice suddenly rose an octave.

'Stab' James subconsciously slammed on the brakes.

"What happened to you?" Camille asked blankly.

"Have you forgotten, that Cobile is working in Gunma!"

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