MTL - How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police-Chapter 7 TV interview
Did it roll over?
Overturned again?
No, just try it out! However, if everyone is really from the winery, this answer is really super standard!
Hey Bourbon, you look familiar.
Haha, you look familiar too.
It's all a field outfit.
Xin Haikong's brain is running wildly: he knows, he knows, he knows...
But the expression on his face was still normal.
"Wow, did Mr. Amuro and Mr. Shinkai know each other before, maybe they met but don't remember."
Conan unwittingly cleared the siege on the side.
"Hahaha it's possible, we really have fate." Xin Haikong smiled.
"Yeah, it's really fate." Toru Amuro also smiled. But his smile always had a deep meaning.
Xin Haikong pretended to eat the cake calmly, but poked the system crazily inside:
[Does Amuro know the identity of my winery? Then how can I play, won't I be exposed soon? If you want me to pretend to be a red party, at least raise my confidentiality level a little higher! The difficulty of the start is about setting up a bomb. I haven't told you yet. Now I have to confront the police. How many lives will I have! 】
[Um—Originally, the system was not allowed to reveal things other than program-related issues, but for humanitarian reasons, it is recommended that the host ask someone who can be asked, and don’t make judgments too easily. 】
【Are you implying? Implying that Amuro doesn't know my identity? 】
[It is recommended that the host ask someone who can be asked, and do not judge too easily. 】
It's a show, it's a show! Who else could he ask? Organized, knew him, just met him yesterday? Isn't that looking for death! It is better to continue to test each other with Amuro here, anyway, the public security will not kill.
But Toru Amuro's expression just now really gave him too much impact, and for a while he forgot to recall the unreasonable things.
First of all, people in the organization rarely contact in private. If Amuro really knew himself, then he should not interpret the previous task of planting bombs as a terrorist attack.
If he knew himself and knew his code name, he would be able to figure out that a member who went on an undercover mission would not and would not be able to carry out a terrorist attack on a train. It's too ostentatious and too much of a loss.
There is only one reason for this understanding, and that is that he has no idea who and how many people are sent on the mission.
But he can accurately get the Shinkansen, the bomb, and the specific time. He has got so much information, but the simplest information is that he doesn't know who the organization is sending, which is impossible.
The only possibility is that he knows the time, place, execution method and executor, but he can't match the code name and specific members, and he doesn't know what the members of this code name have done before.
Therefore, he mistakenly thought that it would be a big terrorist attack, so he would not hesitate to risk being discovered to pass the news.
As soon as Amuro Toru entered the cafe, the first person who reacted was Matsuda rather than his new sea and sky, indicating that Amuro had a deeper impression of Matsuda than himself, and only later did he slowly focus on himself.
Matsuda and him were classmates from the police academy and had been separated for a long time. If he had known him in the organization, he would have met him later than Matsuda. The organization is such a sensitive matter, and relatively speaking, the impression should be more profound. But he didn't. He first noticed that it was Matsuda Jinhei.
Amuro didn't know himself, at least he didn't know himself during the organization period.
In other words, Amuro will know him only before entering the organization. He did not know the identity of Xin Haikong Zhenjiu. To be honest, the system really made it clear.
Xin Haikong's mind turned a corner. It seems that the system can say and know a lot.
As for why Amuro said that, either he had seen Amuro in the earlier timeline before that, but Amuro had no memory of it, and he had not had time to experience it.
Either—and this was what he felt more likely—was an undercover self-cultivation.
After all, a man who works five jobs can't justify it if he doesn't have any real skills.
The chatting that followed became calm, and after confirming that Toru Amuro didn't know the organization himself, Xin Haikong also continued to eat his small cakes.
Children's interest always becomes very fast, and after a while, the children of the young detective team start to make a fuss about watching TV again. There is indeed a small TV installed on the wall of the cafe. Now that there are no other customers in the store, it is turned on according to the wishes of the children.
Xin Haikong always felt an ominous premonition. Sure enough, when the TV is turned on, the default channel is TV TOKYO.
His own figure appeared on TV.
Damn, it was broadcast just after the recording, it seems that the Metropolitan Police Department is really in a hurry.
The children who were going to watch the cartoon stopped, looked at the TV stupidly, then at Xin Haikong, and at the TV again. It swayed from side to side like a sunflower hanging from the front of the car.
"Big brother, it's exactly the same as in the TV."
what! Social death scene! Help!
Even Conan and Toru Amuro, who had already been distracted by their own affairs, glanced at Xin Haikong in shock. Not to mention Matsuda Jinping, who had been laughing for almost an afternoon because of this incident, and his facial features were deformed even more.
Calm down, Matsuda is just a little bit of a bad character. He is still very reliable. When it's time to save him, he still needs to save him, but now he really wants to beat him!
On TV, reporters are still reading as introductions and actually bragging about him.
"Regarding the bomb found on the Shinkansen three days ago and the subsequent murder case, the latest police handling has been notified, please don't believe the reports in the unscrupulous media, and don't believe in rumors and spread rumors. … In particular, I invited the manager of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Search Section 1, Xin Haikong. Mr. Xin Hai graduated from the Faculty of Law of the University of Tokyo. During his tenure, he solved many major cases one after another. The murder case that was successfully solved caught the cunning prisoner, and the unexploded bomb was discovered in time and presided over the follow-up crowd evacuation and bomb demolition work.... Please believe that the Japanese police have been, are, and will be in the future. We have been working hard to keep people safe.”
It's really blowing too much. The bomb was discovered by Conan, and he could only say a few words to appease the emotions of the crowd when evacuating the crowd. The subsequent evacuation was carried out by the station management staff in cooperation with the police. Not to mention the bomb disposal, it has nothing to do with him at all. And he is still in the foreign affairs class today, and he will be transferred to the search class tomorrow.
But the manager, there seems to be no precedent for the occupation group to be the manager in the search division in the past. Must be called the privileged class again.
As the reporter's words burst out, Xin Haikong's smiling face on the TV became stiffer and more reluctant.
In reality, Xin Haikong looked at his stupid appearance and sighed even more. He wanted to explain to Conan about the discovery of the bomb, but saw Conan nodded knowingly, he looked at Toru Amuro, but met the other party's gratifying gaze.
In the end, he could only stare at Matsuda Jinhei, who wanted to laugh and held back desperately.
"Ah Shinkai-chan, I knew it was going to be exciting, I shouldn't have asked for leave at the time, I should have gone on patrol, maybe I could catch up with the scene hahaha" If that's the case, if I was there at the time, it would be great.
"Song, Tian, Array, Ping!"
No matter how gentle people are, there will be times when they can't bear it anymore. Xin Haikong fired at Matsuda Jinping for a long time, but after calming down, he found that he had come out of that embarrassing state of mind at some point.
Probably distracted by anger.
Matsuda Jinpei looked at Xin Kaikong, who gradually calmed down, lowered his head and began to eat cake, and glanced at the old friend who had not seen him for many years and was walking alone in the dark. He was still smiling, with a bitterness that Shinkai didn't find in his smile. No one knew that when he saw on the TV news that Shinkai police officers found a bomb on the Shinkansen, the despair from seven years ago enveloped him again.
Unstoppable bombs and lonely friends.
How familiar and how ironic. Whether it was that day seven years ago, or that day three years ago, there was only one week left. He should have known it long ago and should have been prepared.
Even if they had broken that spell three years ago, even if he had taught Shinkai how to defuse a bomb, even though he knew that the countdown to the bomb was still long and the police from the demolition team were already waiting at Tokyo Station, but when he saw Shinkai and At the sight of the bombs standing together, an unstoppable sense of fate still struck him.
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Conan glanced at Xin Haikong with some sympathy. He could completely guess what the Metropolitan Police Department was thinking, and how the upright Xinhai police officer reluctantly agreed to the interview that sold his color and resume. It is not easy for the Xinhai police officer to solve the case while doing his best for the publicity of the Metropolitan Police Department. But the resume of the Xinhai police officer is really amazing!
Toru Amuro, who was still sweeping the floor, also stopped and stared at the TV. The young juniors on the TV are shining with light, and the faces that were green in the past are now firm and powerful. He did not expect that the young student back then would really follow his footsteps into the police academy and the Metropolitan Police Department and become a respected police officer.
Although he also thought about such a future, he chose to sink into the darkness in the end.
Three days ago, he heard a message from Rum's complaints. The boss gave a member codenamed M a task and asked him to help with the finishing touches. He needs to get on the train at Tokyo Station, sit in the fifth carriage, and wait for the next order. He didn't intend to pass the news back to the public security. There were always casualties during the undercover process. He also participated in this mission. I'm afraid that what he really did would not be worth the loss.
And the code name M appeared in his sight for the first time. He didn't even know the full name of the other party's code name, so he easily leaked information. This was not his style.
But that changed when he noticed that Rum was helping the member, code-named M, to contact the light bomb specialist.
That expert is the bomb expert used by the organization, and is best at making bombs that are small in size, easy to install and powerful. Although the power of a bomb may not be large enough, it is small in size, and the number of bombs that one person can carry without attracting attention is enough to blow up the entire train. Whether the train was running at the time or stopped at the platform, the casualties were bound to be innumerable.
Moreover, letting him get in the car and waiting for the order is very likely to want him to detonate the bomb. The message must go back, even at the risk of being discovered.
But what he didn't expect was that the final solution came so easily.
When he was already ready to sacrifice himself and lingered at Tokyo Station awaiting the final judgment, it was not the bell that rang, but the announcement of the evacuation of the crowd.
New sea and air found a bomb. This young, inexperienced, upright young police officer, his former junior, found a bomb in the toilet in order to find the murder weapon while investigating a murder case on the train.
The obvious reason for the discovery of the bomb was purely accidental, not some bomb disposal police who had been informed in advance.
He is safe.
He doesn't have to get in the car and risk exposure.
The police patrols have been carried out secretly, and the lower-level police officers just thought they had just stepped up their guard recently, and no one knew that they were searching for bombs.
No one will find out that the news has ever leaked.
Amuro Toru looked at Xin Haikong, who was eating a black forest cake happily under the sun. He seemed to be no longer as shy as before. He was bathed in the setting sun, and just looking at it made people feel the heat.
Someone has to be in the dark.
All that is known and that that is not known is quietly disappearing in the dark.
