Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

"You can't escape! The police are watching you, stop the car right now!"

Officer Morimura lay on the ground, shouting in agony as the excruciating pain in his legs told him he was badly injured.

The black sedan, which had already driven some distance, suddenly stopped.

The driver looked at Officer Morimura lying motionless on the ground through the rearview mirror, his face full of malice.

If this policeman is allowed to live, he will definitely provide his characteristics and vehicle information, and then a nationwide manhunt will be launched, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Rather than leaving future troubles, it's better to go all the way!
The driver made a snap decision, abruptly shifted into reverse, and stepped on the gas as he reversed toward Officer Morimura.

The roar of the car engine grew closer, and its blinding taillights looked particularly menacing in the night.

"you!"

Officer Morimura's eyes widened in horror, realizing that the other party wanted to silence him.

He struggled to get up, but his legs felt like they were broken, and he couldn't muster any strength. He could only watch helplessly as the car got closer and closer.

In his despair, the lovely smiles of his fiancée and Jia suddenly appeared before his eyes, and he remembered their vow to prepare for their wedding after solving this case.

I'm sorry, Jia... I can't keep my promise.

Officer Morimura silently apologized in his heart, slowly closed his eyes, and awaited death.

However, the expected impact and pain did not come; instead, there was a deafening roar.

Officer Morimura opened his eyes in surprise and saw a police car suddenly appear from the side, crashing into the side of the black sedan and sending it flying several meters away.

The driver of the black sedan was clearly not expected that a police car would suddenly rush out, and he immediately turned pale with fright.

Without checking the car's condition, and knowing that silencing the witnesses was hopeless, he immediately shifted into drive, stepped on the gas, and sped away like a madman, nearly hitting several pedestrians crossing the road along the way.

"Megure?"

Through the half-open window of the police car, Officer Morimura saw a familiar figure in the driver's seat and, despite the pain, shouted...

"Grab him! He's the murderer! There's a katana in the passenger seat!"

The driver was Inspector Megure. When he arrived, he saw someone trying to back up and run them over, so he did it without thinking.

After rescuing the person, Inspector Megure realized that the person lying on the ground was none other than his mentor, Inspector Morimura.

This made his heart sink suddenly.

Despite being worried about his master's injuries, upon hearing Officer Morimura shout the word "culprit," Inspector Megure instinctively stepped on the gas, turned on the police lights and sirens, and chased after the black sedan in the direction it had fled.

Unfortunately, it was rush hour, and the streets were filled with more and more vehicles, creating a traffic jam that blocked the way like a wall.

The driver of the black sedan was clearly reckless, weaving through traffic and even running red lights and driving against the flow of traffic.

Police cars, however, cannot do that. If they injure innocent civilians, even if the perpetrator is caught, they will be unable to explain themselves to the public.

As the black sedan grew smaller and smaller until it disappeared into the traffic, Inspector Megure slammed his fist on the steering wheel in frustration: "Damn it! Just a hair's breadth away!"

"Alright, let's drive back and check on Officer Morimura's injuries."

Lin Xiuyi spoke calmly, her gaze sweeping over the congested traffic.
"The murderer has gone completely insane in his attempt to escape. It's too dangerous for us to continue chasing him; it could very well cause an even bigger accident."

Although Inspector Megure was unwilling, he knew that Lin Xiuyi was right. He sighed in frustration, turned the car around, and drove back to the spot where he had been.

From afar, we could see that Officer Matsumoto had already arrived and was helping Officer Morimura sit down on the steps by the roadside.

Officer Morimura had a cigarette dangling from his mouth. Although his face was pale, he seemed to be in good spirits, which finally put Officer Megure's mind at ease.

"So, has the murderer been caught yet?"

Officer Matsumoto saw the police car return and immediately went to greet it, his tone urgent.

He and Officer Morimura were longtime friends. He rushed over after hearing the crash and was nearly scared to death when he saw Officer Morimura lying on the ground.

"No... there were too many cars on the street, so he got away."

Inspector Megure lowered his head in shame, avoiding Inspector Matsumoto's eyes.
"It's all my fault, if I had been any faster..."

"you!"

Officer Matsumoto was so angry that he kicked the trash can next to him hard.

“This isn’t Inspector Megure’s fault,” Lin Xiuyi said, getting out of the car. “It’s rush hour now. The perpetrator can recklessly drive around without regard for public safety, but a police car can’t. If innocent people are injured or killed in the pursuit of the killer, it will only be a losing proposition in the end.”

"Lin Jun is right."

Officer Morimura exhaled a smoke ring.
"This isn't Megure's fault. The murderer was too cunning. Besides, I'm fine. Don't get so worked up."

"Sir, are you really alright? I think we should call an ambulance!"

Inspector Megure crouched down, looking at Inspector Morimura's legs and the bloodstains seeping through his trousers, his heart filled with self-reproach.

"No need, they're just superficial injuries. A few days of rest will do the trick."

Officer Morimura shook his head and struggled to stand up, but Officer Matsumoto held him down.

"Don't move. I'll get a doctor to check you out later. It would be troublesome if you broke a bone."

Officer Matsumoto said irritably, then turned to Hayashi Hideichi.

"Lin-kun, you've come at the right time. Morimura just had close contact with the murderer and discovered new clues. Can you help us think of something?"

Lin Xiuyi thought that Inspector Morimura had clearly seen the killer's face, but to his surprise, he shook his head regretfully.
"It was too dark, and the lights in his car weren't on. I could only make out a blurry outline, probably of medium build, and nothing else. But..."

Officer Morimura paused, trying hard to recall the details of what had just happened.
“I heard him whistling, a very sad tune, The Beatles’ ‘Let It Be’. When I handed him the photo, he was obviously flustered, and his whistling went off-key.”

"Let It Be? What's that? A love song?"

Officer Matsumoto, who was unfamiliar with music, frowned.
"Could it be a crime of passion? But there's absolutely no connection between the two victims."

Lin Xiuyi pondered: "Let It Be is a classic song by The Beatles. The lyrics are about going with the flow and accepting what cannot be changed. The fact that the murderer played this song after committing the crime may have had some special meaning."

"But this won't help solve the case, will it?" Officer Matsumoto said, clenching his fist in frustration.

“After the murderer killed the victims, he would shed tears and hum a tune, which means he definitely knew the two victims!” Lin Xiuyi pondered. “When you investigated the social relationships of the two victims, you must have missed something.”

“How about this,” Inspector Morimura suggested, “Megure will take me back, and Matsumoto, you take Hayashi to visit the two victims’ homes again; perhaps you can find something.” (End of Chapter)