I'm in Conan, I'm not a gangster

Chapter 287 Target: Senator Tunkou (Part 2)
On the streets of Tokyo, the aroma of grilled skewers and sake fills the air in the izakayas.

Toru Amuro and Yuya Kazami, who had just finished their shift, sat near the window. There were a few side dishes and two glasses of beer on the table.

Yuya Kazami picked up a piece of grilled chicken skewer and reported the recent progress of the investigation in a low voice:

"We already know the appearance of the two criminals from the surveillance footage, and we have launched a nationwide wanted notice!"

He said, with a hint of fatigue in his tone: "The vehicle they drove was stolen, and no useful fingerprints were found on the vehicle... Now we can only start asking from the arms side."

As Toru Amuro listened to Yuya Kazami's report, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

But he is an undercover agent after all, and years of training have made him unusually calm.

He took a sip of sake and said calmly, "The injured are from the FBI, not from our public security department. There's no need to work so hard and take it seriously."

"We already have clues. We can just hand them over to the FBI to investigate. Whether they can find the answer is up to them!"

"Do our own work first!"

"That's true." Yuya Kazami nodded. He knew that Toru Amuro had never had a good impression of the FBI, so he didn't say anything more.

The two continued to eat their midnight snack, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing.

Just then, Yuya Kazami's cell phone suddenly rang.

He put down his chopsticks, took out his cell phone, took a look at it, and then answered the call.

The news from the other end of the phone made his face change instantly, and the hand holding the phone began to tremble.

Yuya Kazami hung up the phone in a hurry, looked at Toru Amuro with horror, and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Furuya, something big has happened! Several police vehicles that were responsible for surveillance outside the hospital were blown up! The people responsible for monitoring are probably also..."

Having said this, he couldn't go on.

"What?!" After hearing the news, Toru Amuro stood up suddenly and almost dropped the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

He didn't have time to eat supper. He hurriedly took out a few bills from his pocket and threw them on the table. Then he quickly walked out of the izakaya. Yuya Kazami also hurriedly followed him, and the two figures quickly disappeared into the night.

Ten minutes later, Toru Amuro and Yuya Kazami arrived at the hospital entrance.

The scene has been cordoned off by the police. The dazzling police lights are flashing in the night sky, and the air is filled with a strong smell of burning and gunpowder.

Toru Amuro pushed aside the onlookers, squeezed into the cordon, took out his ID and entered the cordoned area.

The scene before him made his pupils shrink and his face darken - several police vehicles had been blown beyond recognition, with charred bodies and wreckage scattered all over the ground, with stains of wet blood still on the ground.

Feng Jianyuya looked at this scene, his face pale, his eyes full of pain and disbelief, he muttered to himself: "This, this..."

They were clearly still chatting and laughing when they just changed shifts.

In the blink of an eye, they were gone!

Those colleagues who were killed in the explosion were all his partners who had been with him for many years. They had carried out missions together and had experienced life and death together. Although he knew that the public security profession was extremely risky, he still found it difficult to accept the tragic situation of his companions.

Toru Amuro was also in pain, but he had experienced all of this early on!
He forced himself to calm down, knowing that now was not the time to get emotional.
He turned around and said to Kazami Yuya, "Get your temper right and deal with the scene first. Go and pull up the surveillance!"

"Okay... I understand." Yuya Kazami clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and nodded while suppressing his grief.

He acted quickly and began contacting the technical department to retrieve nearby surveillance videos.

Toru Amuro inspected the scene with an expressionless face. As he looked at the tragic death, his eyes glanced around grimly, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

"No matter who did it, I will make you pay the price!" he swore secretly in his heart.

The night breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness.

The aftermath of the explosion seemed to still be echoing in the air, and everyone at the scene felt the heavy sense of oppression.

Toru Amuro gradually calmed down, and a question lingered in his mind - who would attack the public security for no reason?

Ordinary criminals would not even have time to run away when they see the police, so why would they take the initiative to provoke them?

Judging from the remaining smell at the scene...it should be a C4 bomb.

This thing is not something that ordinary criminals can get. Also, how did the criminals know the location of the public security police's surveillance?
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After gathering a series of intelligence, Toru Amuro immediately realized that the perpetrator was definitely not an ordinary criminal! !
He slowly raised his head and looked towards the hospital, and began to suspect that it was revenge from the FBI!!

But... I disguised myself very well, how would that guy know it was me who did it?
While he was doubtful, Yuya Kazami called and said that he had found the surveillance video.

Seeing this, Toru Amuro hurried to the monitoring room to meet up with the other party, and then began to check the surveillance footage.

In the video, a man in a sweater quietly approached the police vehicle and then quickly left without showing his face from beginning to end.

"Damn it! I didn't get a good look at his face!" Yuya Kazami shouted in annoyance.

“…………”Amuro Toru remained silent, just staring at the back!

Although he didn't see the front, as soon as he saw the back, he was 100% sure that the other person was Akai Shuichi!!
"It's him..." Amuro Toru said in a low voice, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Kazami Yuya was stunned for a moment. He looked at Amuro Toru and asked, "Mr. Fūya, do you know this person?"

Amuro Toru did not answer directly, but said coldly: "Don't worry about this matter! I will handle it!"

After saying that, he ignored Yuya Kazami's call and left the monitoring room!

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Shuichi Akai drove an inconspicuous black car and slowly drove into a relatively quiet neighborhood.

The car finally stopped near an upscale club. The club's sign was flashing with gorgeous lights and shadows, and there were several uniformed security guards standing at the door, making it look particularly impressive.

Akai Shuichi turned off the engine, stared at the entrance, and introduced calmly, "When Councillor Tunkou doesn't have anything important to do, he comes here to relax after midnight. This is his other home, and he stays here for a few hours every time he comes."

"The hostess he likes is Mioko, 24 years old, a law student at Waseda University. This girl is quite utilitarian and values money. She just joined the industry to earn tuition fees, but now that she has earned enough tuition fees, she spends the money she earns on luxury goods."

"Mr. Tunkou rented her an apartment, and he himself occasionally stayed overnight there."

"........."

Shiraishi E leaned back in her chair and listened to Akai Shuichi talk about these things as if he were counting the back of his hand.

He couldn't help but sigh that professionals are different.

He had never collected such detailed intelligence before.

If you roughly know where the other party is, just rush over and be done with it.

Shiraishi looked at the club's entrance through the car window, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and asked: "How can you be sure that he will come today? What if he has something to do and can't come today?"

Akai Shuichi slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep puff, and said slowly: "If he doesn't come, then go to his house to look for him... If he's not at home yet, arrest his family first."

Bai Shihui couldn't help but applaud and praised: "As expected of an FBI agent, you have thought of such a thorough plan. It seems that you have been wanting to catch him for a long time, right?"

Akai Shuichi did not deny it, but nodded calmly: "Of course... I just wasn't sure before."

Just then, a black luxury car slowly drove into the parking area in front of the club.

Akai Shuichi's eyes instantly locked onto the car, and the license plate number came into his sight clearly. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of a smile: "I'm lucky. I don't have to go to his house again."

Shiraishi followed his gaze and saw the door of the black car open and a thin middle-aged man got out of the car.

Councillor Tunkou was wearing a well-tailored dark suit and had a tired look on his face. He looked no different from an ordinary office worker.

After the other party got out of the car, several burly and well-trained bodyguards quickly surrounded him and surrounded him in the middle.

Their eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly, with their hands on their waists, obviously ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

Councillor Tunkou seemed to be accustomed to all this. He straightened the collar of his suit and then strode towards the entrance of the club.

The receptionist at the door was obviously very familiar with Congressman Tunkou. When she saw him, she immediately bowed respectfully and opened the door for him.

Councillor Tunkou nodded slightly, then entered the club surrounded by bodyguards.

(End of this chapter)