Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 120 Surfaced
"To sum up, it is almost certain that this group of people are the remnants of the transnational criminal organization Atomic Cat." Officer Nose put down the projector controller in his hand.

There was silence in the conference room.

"Of course, all this is thanks to the anchor pattern that Officer Ito recorded before his death, which allowed us to lock onto the enemy so quickly." Nose added, gaining the favor of many people present.

Sure enough, a moment later, applause broke out in the conference room.

Officer Nose walked off the stage with a serious expression and returned to his seat.

When passing by Megure Juzo, Nose secretly gave him an ambiguous smile.

Then, seeing the deflated expression on Megure's face, Nose's mouth curled up even higher.

Although he is almost 50 years old, Nose Eiji is still the same as when he was young, liking to be in the spotlight and never giving in.

Later, Superintendent Matsumoto took over his position.

Continue to arrange the next combat content.

But everyone knows that the focus of today's event is destined to be Nose Eiji.

Who was it that the investigation team he led made a major breakthrough?

Since the bombing, the police have been working overtime to search and investigate, but the criminals must have planned it in advance and are well aware of the police's investigation methods.

The search continued day and night for several days.

Couldn't find any useful information.

It wasn't until this afternoon that the investigation team led by Officer Nose found out information about this group of people.

The name Atomic Cat sounds a bit like a group in a girls' comic.

But in fact it is the name of a long-established transnational criminal group.

This group was once very powerful, with members spread across every corner of the world.

The main means of making profits are planning large-scale terrorist activities, holding wealthy consortiums hostage, and threatening state institutions with bombs.

The mark of the organization's members is the anchor symbol tattooed on their bodies, and this exclusive symbol is even engraved on bombs and weapons.

It is said that the leader of this organization was once a pirate, so he loved this pattern.

However, there is no way to verify whether this is true or not.

This is because the Atomic Cat was destroyed five years ago by a joint siege by various countries.

The leader of the Atomic Cats was also blocked on the sea by warships, and finally blew up his own escaping ship.

Died at sea.

But Atomic Cat is an organization that dares to challenge state institutions. Such a large organization is bound to have some flaws.

Although underground intelligence organizations in various countries have been searching for and investigating these remnants, they have also arrested many members who committed crimes again in the past five years.

However, the threat posed by Atomic Cat to large forces has been eliminated, and the investigation requires continued additional large amounts of investigation funds.

Therefore, this kind of follow-up investigation is more perfunctory in nature.

It's like a blind cat catching a dead mouse. If it catches you, it will catch you and claim credit for it. If it doesn't catch you, it will just pretend nothing happened.

But unexpectedly, 5 years passed.

This group of people unexpectedly reappeared before the world with large-scale intimidation actions.

Inspector Matsumoto has already contacted the FBI and the CIA, but the incident happened in Japan after all, so the main investigation still depends on them.

After the meeting.

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts and continued to plunge into the boring investigation and visit.

After all, people like Kousaka Haruhiko who are prone to events are still a minority.

Finding useful clues from a large amount of boring and repetitive information is the normal work of criminal police.

Megure Juzo came out of the meeting room dejectedly.

Standing by the corridor window smoking.

From here you can see the cherry blossom trees on both sides of the road, and the beautiful sight of the cherry blossoms being blown by the wind and floating in the air is right before your eyes.

But Megure Jusan was not in the mood to appreciate it.

At the meeting just now, the investigation team he led failed to obtain any useful intelligence and received a lot of cold stares.

In addition, he was caught by the Nose and made some sarcastic remarks, so he couldn't help but feel bad.

The guy actually acted surprised and said, "Why did you come to the meeting? Why didn't you go to see your high school friends?" Such hateful words really made me angry.

But this guy was able to find the key clues to advance the case.

Even though Megure was angry, he could only endure it for the time being.

Just when Inspector Megure was feeling depressed alone.

An acquaintance came towards me.

The other person was a coral head with a bandage on his head. He came out of Inspector Matsumoto's office with a stack of documents in his hand.

"Yokomizo, you're back to work so soon?" Megure asked in surprise.

Yokoguro Chanwu gave a bitter smile and said, "I can't help it. I can't sleep when I think of those men who were killed in the explosion."

Megure sighed and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, we will definitely catch those people and avenge our brothers."

Yokoguro Chanwu: "I really want to go with you to catch those guys."

The higher-ups were afraid that Yokomizo Sango would handle the case with emotion, so they did not let him join the investigation team on the bomb case.

Instead, he is responsible for other cases in Izu.

After all, apart from the group of bomb criminals hanging over everyone's heads, there are still many things that need to be dealt with.

The murderer who attacked the brown-haired woman has never been found.

Inspector Megure glanced at the information in his hand and asked, "Such a thick document, could it be that the serial killer found it?"

Yokoguro shook his head: "Let me tell you..."

Yokomizo Sango told Megure Juzo everything about the car chase between Haruhiko and the Kondo group.

After hearing this, Megure Jusan's eyes widened: "Using sugarcane to make a gun explode? It sounds a bit magical."

"Actually, the probability is not high, and the conditions that need to be met are very harsh..." Yokomizo brought over the same rhetoric from the Identification Department.

After hearing this, Megure Jusan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "That's amazing! I just wanted to create an opportunity for him and Sato, but I didn't expect it would actually help."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that Kousaka-kun, besides his deductive ability, is also such a great fighter. He was practically born to join the Metropolitan Police Department." Yokomizo nodded in agreement. "If we can get him to help with the investigation, maybe we can find the gang."

Megure Jusan shook his head: "It's highly unlikely. There are too many people watching. It's impossible for Superintendent Matsumoto to be attacked while he's doing something."

Yokomizo also looked regretful, then changed the subject: "How's the investigation going?"

"There is new development, but it has nothing to do with me." Megure Jusan put out the cigarette and put it in his pocket.

"who is it?"

Megure Jusan raised his chin slightly, motioning him to look behind him.

Yokomizo turned around and saw Officer Nose walking towards him from a distance.

Nose paused as he passed by. "Huh? Megure, why are you still here? Didn't Commander Matsumoto ask you to go with the police officers to conduct an investigation?"

"I'm just about to go." Megure Jusan responded coldly.

Noshi smiled slightly: "If you have any difficulties, you can come to me. I am much more reliable than your high school student brother."

After saying this, Nose walked into Matsumoto Kiyonaga's office with a haughty attitude.

"This guy is really annoying." Yokomizo said, looking at Nose's back.

"I can't help it. After all, he found the clues." Megure Jusan sighed, "I have to go too. If I fall behind too much, I'll be ridiculed by this guy when I get back."

"What is the goal of the investigation?"

"It is said that someone saw the gangster who delivered the comics and said he was an office worker," said Megure.

"only these?"

"That's all." Megure Jusan shrugged.

Yokomizo: "That's really difficult."

"Yes, now whoever can find information about that office worker will immediately become a hot commodity in the investigation team." Megure Jusan said.

"Then I'll keep an eye on it for you." Yokomizo folded the documents in his arms and prepared to leave. Megure Jusan bowed slightly and said, "Thank you very much."

...

"You said you might have seen the gangster?"

Miwako Sato leaned forward, her beautiful big eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Yeah, you've seen it too." Haruhiko's eyes fell on her deformed breasts pressed against the table.

Miwako Sato noticed Haruhiko's gaze, looked down, and immediately returned to sit across the table with her arms around her chest.

Several hours had passed since Miwako had sprawled on the sofa in her swimsuit.

The two of them also returned to normal communication.

Pretend nothing happened.

Miwako changed into a loose white T-shirt that reached her thighs.

So Haruhiko wasn't quite sure whether she was wearing a swimsuit or nothing underneath her T-shirt.

However, judging from the way her two long white legs were swaying unscrupulously in front of Haruhiko, she was most likely wearing a swimsuit.

At this time, the two were sitting on the tatami in the bedroom.

In front of him was a small low table, on which were placed common ingredients for sukiyaki. The small pot in the middle was bubbling, and the aroma of food filled the bedroom.

Haruhiko didn't know what Miwako liked to eat, so he bought some sukiyaki, which was a sure-fire way to eat.

Sure enough, when Miwako saw this, she narrowed her eyes like a kitten seeing canned fish, and secretly licked the corners of her mouth several times.

Because it's getting late.

Haruhiko simply called Sonoko and told her that he would not be going back for dinner that night.

Sonoko asked him cautiously.

Later, he said that he was helping the Metropolitan Police Department police officers solve a case. Only then did Sonoko feel relieved and told him to be careful.

After hanging up the phone, Haruhiko looked at Miwako's bare legs and her white and soft bare feet.

I thought this should be considered part of the investigation, right?
The aftertaste, the aftertaste.

Meiwazi widened her eyes and pointed at the tip of her nose: "I've seen that too?"

Haruhiko: "Yes, that strange man on the Shinkansen."

Because Haruhiko had never read any relevant reports, he didn't know about the bombing until just now.

When Sato Miwako was on the Shinkansen, she was so focused on finding the bomb that she didn't pay any attention to the comics at all.

"Damn it! I wish I had caught him at that time." Miwako slapped the tatami on the ground with a look of regret.

Haruhiko consoled him, "It can't be helped. He was just a salaryman with a dream back then. Who could have foreseen what would happen later?"

Miwako nodded and called the Metropolitan Police Department to report this important news.

hang up the phone.

Miwako asked Haruhiko if he could remember the man's appearance because her attention was all on the bomb that day.

Not impressed with that guy.

Haruhiko recalled: "It seems to be an ordinary face, nothing special, but if I see him again, I will definitely recognize him."

"That's useless. The chances of meeting him again in such a vast sea of ​​people are too slim." Miwako thought for a moment, "If I draw a portrait, maybe I can restore his appearance to a certain extent."

As she said this, she excitedly went to find paper and pen.

Miwako's feet can now move freely, but she cannot do any strenuous exercise.

She ran across the tatami with her bare feet clattering loudly, then jumped onto the single bed and rummaged through another suitcase on the bed.

After Miwako found paper and pen, she no longer had the appetite to eat and simply spread the notebook on the tatami.

Start painting the portrait while half-kneeling.

Because she was in a half-kneeling position, the collar of her white T-shirt naturally drooped under the influence of gravity, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white and charming cleavage.

But after she started writing, Haruhiko remembered.

This guy doesn't seem to be able to draw, and he was once ridiculed by Conan and the other kids.

Sure enough, when the finished product was in front of me——

"Are you sure this isn't a villain from a cartoon?" Haruhiko sarcastically complained.

Meiwazi blushed: "I'm not a professional."

Haruhiko sighed.

Miwako said embarrassedly, "The Metropolitan Police Department has experts in this area. Why don't you go there and ask them to draw it for you?"

Haruhiko thought about it and decided that if he could help the police find the bomber, it would be okay to help draw a portrait.

But just as he was thinking.

Miwako Sato has come up.

She still had her hands on the tatami, half-kneeling, her beautiful eyelashes looking as if they were about to poke Haruhiko in the face: "Can you help me, please?"

She had just finished taking a shower, and the scent of shower gel on her body was extremely strong.

Moreover, I had just been looking for a notebook and drawing, and after a long time of hard work, there were fine beads of sweat on the surface of my small nose and the pectoral muscles under my collarbone, which looked a little astringent.

"It won't take much time. At worst, I can treat you to a meal later." Miwako continued to act half-coquettishly.

"Ok."

Haruhiko couldn't think of any reason to refuse.

"That's great. I knew you were a person with a sense of justice." Meiwazi smiled happily. "Hurry up and eat. I'm starving."

She rubbed her belly and sat back down across the table.

Because her foot injury had not healed yet, Miwako could not sit in a kneeling or cross-legged position. She could only sit sideways on the ground to avoid having her injured foot pressed.

This eating posture is actually a bit awkward, but there is no other way.

As for why not stretch your legs under the table?
Because that would touch Haruhiko's belly.

The ingredients in the pot had been bubbling for a long time, and Sato Miwako was the first to pick up a piece of meat with chopsticks and give it to Haruhiko.

Haruhiko dipped the meat in the secret sauce and put it into his mouth to chew. The rich aroma of the meat and the special sauce collided to create a wonderful taste.

Haruhiko pondered this in his mind while eating.

Sure enough, my premonition was right. There was indeed something wrong with that office worker who dreamed of becoming a cartoonist.

But no one expected that the guy who looked harmless and even a little weak could actually carry out such a terrible terrorist attack.

It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.

I don’t know if I can meet him again in Izu this time.

Haruhiko actually didn't want to run into this dangerous person, but he had an entry for "Holmes Lion of the Heisei Era".

It is estimated that the probability of encountering it will increase significantly.

So instead of being passive at that time, it is better to prepare in advance.

It would be great if we could catch that group of people through their portraits.

Because he really didn't have much confidence to fight against a bomber of this level.

After all, the cheat didn't give him skills like a bomb disposal expert.

You can't use a sword to chop a bomb, right?

That's too ridiculous.

And when Haruhiko thought about the skills, he suddenly remembered.

His gold finger has just been upgraded a lot, but he hasn't checked it yet.

Thinking of this, Haruhiko immediately focused his attention on the rice cooker's instruction manual.

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