MTL - Officer Matsuda Wants To Save Himself-Chapter 72

"So, aren't you going to talk to Kaito? About your plans with the police?" Hagihara Kenji sat in the car and asked Jinhei Matsuda, who was sitting on the co-pilot with his arms in his arms.

In the Kuaidou family just now, Hagihara Kenji was finally reluctant to attack, but Matsuda Jinping knocked both of them on the head.

Kuroba Kaito consciously covered his head without complaining, and made a pitiful expression of grievances, but Hagihara Kenji was blank, and asked Xiaojinping why he was beaten even with him!

Matsuda Jinping said: You are an adult next to you, watching the police shoot?

Hagihara Kenji: They are on the helicopter! And I can't even get to-

Matsuda Jinping: The reason is not established.

Hagihara Kenji: ...Actually, Kojinhei, you just want to beat me up together, right?

Matsuda Jinping: Huh.

Hagihara Kenji: I knew it! !

Let’s not say much about the situation at the time. In short, with the cooperation of Kuroba Kaito and Hagihara Kenji, Matsuda Jinhei was “reluctantly” persuaded to make a final announcement.

In the end, it's just that Kuroba Kaito can't come alone like he is now.

"You know?" Hearing Kenji Hagihara mentioning the public security, Matsuda Jinhei was smoking a cigarette, but he didn't light it. He looked at the moving scenery outside the car window, his tone was lazy and a little tired.

"Obviously? After all, it was you who was contacted by Kojoya." Hagihara Kenji chuckled, "But it is also, it is better to be less blocked. You relax the restrictions like this, and if you don't mention the public security aspect, the small quick fight will start instead. Hesitate and consider yourself."

"Apart from this? Do you still hate the police that much?" At the traffic light, Hagihara Kenji slowed down and stopped.

"Ah." Matsuda Jinping nodded his head as if indifferently, resting his arms on the window of the car, and yawned: "I'll squint for a while, and call me when I get there."

“okok~”

After that night, Kaitou Kid temporarily disappeared from the news headlines, while Kudo Shinichi kept appearing on it, and it was hard not to see it.

Regarding this matter, Matsuda Jinping complained: "Is Date so useless? Let a high school student become the savior of the Japanese police?"

Hagihara Kenji was lying on the partition of the work table, his tone was relaxed and pleasant, obviously he didn't care much about this kind of evaluation. After all, he is in the explosives group, and he is not even a little bit worse than the detective next door.

"Others don't mention it, don't you know Date? He is a qualified detective." Hagihara Kenji understands the habit of these news reports: "Probably high school detectives are more bright, and it is useless to step on the police by the way. Something like that? Don't the public like this kind of news better?"

"And what to say, Ida's words are also very willing to accept other people's opinions. That child has this ability, and he will not feel offended."

After sighing this sentence, Hagihara Kenji touched his chin and said, "But that's the case, that high school student must have real materials and is quite powerful. Otherwise, Date would not have left a minor at the scene of the crime."

Probably because of their age, they all liked to play exciting games when they were young, but they didn't want to let today's children also do those dangerous things. How do you say that? People always grow into what they hate the most.

As a result, they only had time to chat for a few words, and they had a new job.

The recent cases have not only not decreased, but have intensified. The police who have been able to fish from time to time for the past seven years have to run out every day before they even get hot on their desks and chairs.

But running and running, it seems to be used to it.

After a month or two, Matsuda Jinhei suddenly heard the name of a child from Kenji Hagihara.

"Edogawa, Conan?" Matsuda Jinping's first reaction was to complain: "His parents like detective novels very much?... Then again, it sounds familiar."

"Isn't it? I thought so when I heard the name!" Hagihara Kenji echoed: "If it sounds familiar, it's because of Edogawa Ranpo and Conan Doyle?"

The name is familiar, probably because of the relationship between these two well-known writers. But Matsuda Jinhei felt that the familiarity did not come from the writer's name, but heard it somewhere else.

A few years ago, when Matsuda Jinping met Kudo Shinichi, a junior high school student, there was an inadvertent spoiler on the barrage, about Conan Xiaoxinichi's speech.

Matsuda Jinping glanced at it, but he didn't care too much. After so long, he naturally almost forgot all about it.

"So?" Matsuda Jinping asked indifferently, "What did this kid do?"

"Didn't I do a field job today?" Hagihara Kenji said with a smile.

Because Matsuda Jinping had another job, it was Hagihara Kenji who was dispatched. Matsuda Jinping recalled: "The one in the mall?"

"Yes." Hagihara Kenji explained: "There was a little accident at that time, so the child was involved and he was left with the bomb in a small space that we couldn't get in."

"I thought there would be a massacre, but that kid could follow the phone's request to defuse the bomb." The half-long-haired police officer said, "Isn't education now too scary? Forget the high school detectives that often appear on the news. , Now a primary school student is so calm."

"And when I was talking to that kid, I didn't feel like I was talking to a primary school student at all."

"The most powerful thing is that the culprit was finally found, and it turned out to be based on the clues this child found."

Matsuda Jin listened to these words with a flat ear, and then suddenly grasped the point: "Two bombs?"

"Huh?" Hagihara Kenji looked over: "How did you know?"

"With your personality, it is impossible for children to be involved if you are present." Matsuda Jinping didn't think too much about this, but for the most important question: "Did you remember to wear explosion-proof clothing this time? "

Hagihara Kenji: "..."

Hagihara Kenji was suddenly silent for two seconds, Matsuda Jinping's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he was nailed to Hagihara Kenji's body. Just before Matsuda Jinping opened his mouth, Hagihara Kenji begged for mercy and folded his hands together: "Don't be angry, I just made fun of you, I have clothes!"

Matsuda Jinhei looked at him suspiciously.

Hagihara Kenji immediately said: "If you don't believe me, ask Kojima Nishikawa and the others! They can prove it!"

Only then did Matsuda Jinping retract his gaze and focus his attention on the parts in his hand. Hagihara Kenji breathed a sigh of relief.

Matsuda Jinping was very concerned about whether he was wearing explosion-proof clothing, and Hagihara Kenji did not dare to stimulate Matsuda Jinping in this regard.

As a result, it took a long time to mention that elementary school student in Hagihara Kenji. Even though this city is so big, Matsuda Jinhei has never seen this elementary school student.

But also, he is a three-point and one-line policeman, and his school time does not coincide with the school time of elementary school students. In addition, most of the time he was at the bomb site, it was even more impossible to see him.

"...Actually, I think it's unbelievable." Hagihara Kenji sat in front of the wine table, his tone exaggerated: "Xiaojinping, you haven't seen Conan once until now?"

Matsuda Jinhei: "Is there any problem?"

Date Hang: "...To be honest, I was surprised too."

Listening to the encrypted conversation between the two, Matsuda Jinping looked confused.

Then he heard a rant about the **** of death from the mouths of two friends at the same time: "Songtian, you should know how busy the search class has been recently, right?"

Matsuda Jinping nodded, and heard his half-drunk contemporaneous say in a very subtle tone: "I've been at work three times, and I've met that child four times."

"You're drunk, Date." Matsuda Jinping was still holding a cold beer in his hand, and his face was also a little flushed. But when it comes to numbers, he's still sharp.

Ida shook her head and said, "No, I'm not wrong."

"Three times I arrived at the scene after he called the police, and one extra time was when I ran into them on vacation, and then I started working overtime."

Matsuda Jinhei almost didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but after this kind of thing happened a lot... Sometimes I really really want my senior to go to the shrine."

"…senior?"

"Oh! Didn't I say that? Conan is a child living in Mr. Mouri's house. Mr. Mouri is the senior police officer who was often used by the instructors to educate us!"

"...I know this." Matsuda Jinping heard Date Hang's complaint, but he didn't expect his young tamer to pick up again.

"Before, Xiaojinping, you were busy, and I didn't mention it to you." Hagihara Kenji lay on the table and made an expression of crying: "I'm going to the field now, if it is confirmed that there is a bomb, there are eight out of ten. Jiu will meet that child... how should I put it, I feel nervous when I see Conan and Mr. Mori, and I can't help worrying about whether there will be any cases nearby."

... This subtle feeling, Matsuda Jinhei felt more and more familiar. He always felt as if he had heard it somewhere.

Matsuda Jinping had a certain curiosity about the elementary school student who appeared in the mouths of colleagues and friends, but this curiosity did not support him to investigate.

However, Matsuda Jinping did not expect that he did not meet this legendary kid during his work time, but met him by chance during a rest day.

While waiting for the traffic light with a supermarket bag full of things, Matsuda Jinhei noticed the noise of the children behind him, and also heard several children shouting "Conan".

However, Matsuda Jinhei didn't have time to turn his eyes away. He noticed the hooded figure standing opposite the traffic light, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

Fortunately, the sunglasses blocked all the changes in his eyes. He gave up observing the children behind him, and naturally passed by Zhu Fu Jingguang as he walked across the road. At the same time, he felt a little more weight in his pocket.

Zhufu Jingguang, who was walking in the opposite direction from Matsuda Jinping, noticed the shivering reaction of a little girl with a hat and a little boy with glasses in front of him who was pulling tightly in front of him.

But... that kid with glasses, why did he keep staring at Matsuda? Zhu Fu Jingguang flashed such doubts in his heart, but he didn't care too much and left this position naturally.