Conan's Exorcist Detective

Chapter 130 Sneaking into the Suzuki Building
James Blake said this to Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga glanced at the faces of the police officers attending the meeting. Most of them looked confused or exhausted from working overtime.

Only Nose Eiji, who was sitting next to him, looked a little uneasy. Matsumoto Seinaga frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Officer Nose knew he couldn't get away with it, so he had to bite the bullet and report, "A witness just came in and drew a portrait of the suspect, but they forgot to take it away when they were cleaning up."

"Here? The clue you found?" Matsumoto Kiyonaga seemed a little surprised. He subconsciously thought that this witness was found by Nose, so he did not follow the formal procedure of drawing a portrait, but brought him to the conference room.

Nose's words were stuck in his throat, feeling as uncomfortable as if a fish bone was stuck.

If I hadn't let that kid leave just now, could I now say with a clear conscience: Yes, I found another important clue.

Then, amid the admiring gazes and praises of the crowd, he said lightly: These are just the skills that a criminal police should have, and they are not worth showing off.

Damn it, just thinking about that scene makes the hairs on Nose's body stand up with excitement.

But since I had just driven that brat out because of my frustration, there was no way I could take the credit for it.

If it were exposed, it would become a laughing stock.

Nose Eiji had no choice but to tell the truth and explain to Inspector Matsumoto exactly what happened with the portrait in the conference room.

Because he wanted to know the ins and outs of this clue, Matsumoto Kiyonaga immediately sent people to find Sugiura Keisuke.

It didn't take long.

Knock, knock, knock—as the knock on the door sounded, Sugiura Keisuke pushed the door open and came in, followed by Sato Miwako who was wearing a business suit.

Sugiura had obviously never seen such a big scene before, and he lowered his head with some fear.

Miwako Sato swept the scene with her patrolling eyes, finally landing on Officer Nose. Her beautiful big eyes were now filled with anger.

It was obvious that Sato Miwako already knew that Haruhiko had been kicked out.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga called the two of them over.

On the other side of the conference room, Agent James sat upright, waiting for the Metropolitan Police Department to come up with a conclusion.

Although nominally assisting the police in solving cases, the BIF and the Metropolitan Police Department are two completely different systems, and even serve different countries. Naturally, they cannot cooperate closely, and intelligence can only be shared after ensuring that there are no problems.

Even the information that can be provided to the Neon police this time was decided after careful consideration and review by FBI senior management.

"What's going on? Where did this clue come from?" Inspector Matsumoto asked in a low voice. The scar on his face gave people an invisible sense of oppression. Keisuke Sugiura felt his legs go weak just by seeing it.

Miwako volunteered, "It was Haru...Kousaka Haruhiko and I who met him during the Shinkansen bombing. Kousaka-kun happened to see the content and appearance of his manga manuscript, so I asked him to help draw a portrait of the suspect."

Matsumoto Seinaga nodded: "Kousaka Haruhiko? Is that Kousaka Haruhiko?"

Miwako gave a wry smile and said, "I don't know who the Kosaka Haruhiko you're talking about is, but I think it's him."

"I see. I didn't expect this guy to have already booked tickets to watch the bombing before it happened. I really don't know whether to say he's lucky or unlucky." Matsumoto Kiyonaga smiled, a rare moment. "Where's he? Call him over too."

Sato Miwako glanced at Officer Nose and said, "He has been driven away by Officer Nose."

Matsumoto Kiyonaga looked at Nose Eiji with displeasure.

Nose Eiji hurriedly explained, "I don't know who he is. It's hard to believe a kid saying he saw the face of a criminal, right?"

"But in this situation, shouldn't every person who comes to provide clues be taken seriously?" Miwako retorted.

"Are you a little girl living in an ivory tower? How can you say such childish words?" Noshi was contradicted by his juniors in front of so many people, and anger rose in his heart.

The two people's voices gradually became louder.

Matsumoto Seinaga's face darkened as he stopped the two from arguing: "Enough! Are you going to make a fool of yourself in front of others? Tell me what you know first."

"Yes." They said in unison.

Then Sato Miwako took out the organized information from the bag she carried with her.

That was the result of her work over the past few days.

After looking at it, Matsumoto Seinaga felt that there was nothing wrong with it and handed it to Agent James who had been waiting for a long time.

Agent James looked at the file for a long time, then sighed, "Looks like it must be him."

Matsumoto Seinaga: "Him? Have you ever met him before?"

Agent James explained, "That's right, but at that time his name wasn't Sato Masao, but Yamahisa Tomoki. He had committed many crimes in North America. Although he looked a bit honest, he was actually a very dangerous guy with very cruel methods.

However, he has always been a mercenary-like character, and has not clearly joined any organization, nor has any connection been found between him and 'Atomic Cat'.

So I don't quite understand why he has an anchor-shaped tattoo.

In addition, our last record of him was two years ago, when he showed up at a casino and was followed by our people. He eventually killed two FBI agents and disappeared.”

Matsumoto Kiyonaga tapped his fingers lightly on the table, digesting the other party's words, and then asked, "Could it be that he joined later?"

"Are you saying the remnants of 'Atomic Kitten' have regrouped and recruited him?" Agent James thought for a moment. "I think it's quite possible. He's been gone for so long, and he's probably spent most of his money. It makes sense for him to come back and do something else."

Matsumoto Seinaga: "I guess he didn't expect to be implicated in the Shinkansen bombing, and that exposed his true identity."

Agent James: "Yes, but based on our past experience, it's not easy to find their hiding place based on just this clue."

"Don't worry, I will do my best to track down this clue. Please give me some help in terms of intelligence." Matsumoto Kiyonaga picked up the water cup and took a sip.

"No problem. Protecting the peace of this country is what we should do," Agent James said. "By the way, that boy you mentioned earlier who provided the clue, is he the high school student who broke into Baijiu Pharmaceuticals?"

The FBI's intelligence system can easily obtain the investigation report of that incident, not to mention that James and his team's main goal is to investigate the Black Organization.

Matsumoto Seinaga nodded: "Yes, it's that Kosaka Haruhiko."

James pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose and took the news to heart without making a sound.

In the next half hour, the two sides had an in-depth discussion around Sato Masao and formulated a series of operational plans in conjunction with the FBI.

After Agent James left the meeting room.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga began to arrange the next search mission.

Because important clues were obtained, the subsequent investigation direction and personnel configuration also changed accordingly.

During the meeting, Sato Miwako told Matsumoto Kiyonaga that Inspector Megure had begun investigating Sato Masao's whereabouts.

"Megure?" Matsumoto Kiyonaga looked thoughtful. "In that case, assign some of the men to Megure's side. You can lead the rest. Make sure you find them before the criminals notice."

Officer Nose was of course extremely unwilling to have some of his power taken away from him.

Although he put on a righteous expression, he was actually secretly cursing that kid named Kosaka for meddling in other people's business.

Then, Matsumoto Kiyonaga stood up.

The others also stood up, and the chair legs made a harsh sound when they scraped against the ground.

"Okay, everyone has worked hard during this period, but we can't rest until the criminals are caught. Please make sure to catch them before they commit crimes again." Matsumoto Seinaga encouraged.

"Yes."

Everyone answered in unison.

The clanging sound echoed in the conference room, followed by the clatter of materials being gathered and heels clicking on the floor.

...

Megure Juzo was squatting in the ramen shop opposite the station.

He filled his stomach with cheap ramen while looking at the map on the table to figure out where to investigate in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, he received a call from the Chief of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Ah? Have you identified the suspect?"

"What? I became the leader of the investigation team?"

"Okay, I'll go back to the bureau now. Let the brothers wait for me."

Inspector Megure hung up the phone, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

He could understand why Sato Masao was targeted as the next stage of the investigation, but why did he suddenly promote himself to the leader of the investigation team?

Could it be because that guy named Sato Masao had appeared in a case he handled?
Inspector Megure felt that things were not that simple.

He called Sato Miwako again and asked her about what had happened.

Hang up again.

Megure Juzo looked at the crowd outside the station through the glass window, feeling a mixture of emotions.

I didn't expect that it was Brother Kosaka who helped me so much this time.

He has already been marginalized in the investigation team. If this situation continues, he will probably be gossiped about behind his back, and it will be difficult to explain to the Metropolitan Police Department Commissioner.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Brother Kosaka once again demonstrated his magical event physique and helped him turn the tide.

That guy Neng Shi must be very angry now, right?

When he thought of that guy's twisted face, Megure Jusan felt secretly happy.

He couldn't wait to see Nose's expression, so he picked up his coat and walked out.

And just then.

Takagi Wataru pushed the door open and walked into the ramen restaurant. "Officer Megure, I've negotiated with a nearby surveillance equipment store, and they can rent the equipment to us at a low price."

Officer Megure straightened his back and said, "No need, just go to the logistics department and ask those guys for it."

Gao Mushi was puzzled: "Officer, what's wrong with you? Have you forgotten that you have applied several times and it was not approved?"

Because a large number of police forces were involved in the investigation, the corresponding investigative equipment could not be assembled in a short period of time and could only be distributed to a small number of people.

The investigation team led by Juzo Megure has not made any progress, making it difficult to apply for equipment.

"It's different now. I have become the new leader of the investigation team." Inspector Megure said with pride.

Detective Takagi looked worried: "Officer, are you too tired recently and have hallucinations?" "Damn it, what are you talking about, kid?" Megure Jusan said dissatisfiedly, "It was Brother Kosaka who helped me again."

"Haruhiko Kousaka? What did he do again?" Takagi Wataru was stunned for a moment and helped Inspector Megure open the door.

Inspector Megure walked out of the ramen shop and explained to Takagi as he walked.

...

Meanwhile, a fire broke out at a fishing tackle shop along the Izu coast.

Thick black smoke rose into the sky like a thick evil dragon.

Rescue workers in fire suits cordoned off the scene, and fire trucks sprayed high-pressure water jets. Onlookers stopped and watched from a distance.

But no one would have thought of it.

The culprit of the fire was in an inconspicuous car at the end of the street.

"Our mission has come to an end. Now we just have to wait for the official action." Ah Ren took out a can of ice-cold beer from the plastic bag on his leg and took a big gulp. The joy on his face was beyond words.

In the white plastic bag on his lap were two bottles of whiskey, a convenience store sandwich, half a tomato, and his favorite pancakes.

These were all taken from the refrigerator before lighting up the tackle shop.

Ah Tian sat in the passenger seat without saying a word. Sato Masao in the back seat asked, "Where is the new safe house?"

Aren: "I don't know yet. The boss will tell us the location later. Before that, we can buy something we like."

"Oh, I really want to get there quickly," said Sato Masao.

Aren glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said nothing.

What a strange guy, actually looking forward to going to a place like a safe house.

The thought of staying in a safe house with such a strange guy made Aren feel uncomfortable all over.

But there is nothing we can do.

In order to prevent the Metropolitan Police Department from tracking them down, subsequent actions and arrangements were taken over by another new face.

They will stay in a hidden safe house and not leave the house physically until the mission begins.

Thinking of this, Ah Ren nudged Ah Tian with his arm and said, "Hey, what do you want to buy? I guess you won't be able to go out for at least a week this time."

"Comic books." A Tian said concisely.

"What about you, Jungnam?"

Masao Sato: "A complete set of paints and paper."

Upon hearing this, Aren shook his head helplessly and checked the rearview mirror again to see that the fire showed no signs of abating.

He stepped on the accelerator.

"Okay, then let's go to the comic book store first. I think there should be some drawing supplies nearby. Actually, if it weren't in this country, I would like to find a woman to accompany me through these difficult days. What a pity..." Ah Ren kept muttering.

The car also disappeared into the traffic.

...

At the same time, Haruhiko also arrived near the Suzuki Building by car.

Haruhiko took out his cell phone, but didn't see any text messages or calls from Miwako. He guessed she was busy.

He called Yuanzi and told her that he had arrived, and Yuanzi told him to just go up.

But when Haruhiko hung up the phone and came to the door of the building, he saw that the door was crowded with reporters, each holding a camera, and the line almost stretched to the parking lot.

From a distance, I saw a group of security personnel standing at the entrance of the building with stern expressions.

Haruhiko had just taken two steps inside when he was stopped by someone: "Hey, kid, are you following the first-come, first-served rule? Go line up at the back."

Haruhiko explained, "I'm not a reporter. I'm here to look for my friend."

The man rolled his eyes. "Everyone who comes here says that. Why don't you come up with a more novel excuse?"

Many people nearby followed suit.

Haruhiko glanced at the long line and thought it wouldn't be easy to squeeze through. It would be bad if a conflict occurred, after all, it was Sonoko's family building.

After being squeezed out, Haruhiko took out his cell phone and wanted to call Sonoko.

But when we were talking on the phone just now, Sonoko seemed very busy and she spoke to me in a low voice.

Will it disturb her if I call her now?

Just as Haruhiko was hesitating, someone patted his shoulder from behind and asked, "Do you want to go in?"

Haruhiko looked back.

I found a short man with orange hair standing in front of me, who looked a bit like Xiao Zuanfeng in the old version of Journey to the West.

"Do you have a solution?" Haruhiko asked curiously.

"Of course, but you have to listen to me and share the news you find with us," Xiao Zuanfeng said. He obviously mistook Haruhiko for a reporter from a weekly magazine.

Haruhiko thought about it and felt that this was a solution.

As long as he could get into the building, he could go directly to Yuanzi's floor to find her. Besides that, he could also see what channels these people had.

In case it really is a security loophole, you can also remind Sonoko.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Then let's go quickly. There's no time left. If we hadn't been hit by someone's car and couldn't come over, you wouldn't have had a chance to have such a good thing." Xiao Zuanfeng led Qingyan to the alley on the side.

There was a van parked here and several people were packing up their equipment.

When Haruhiko arrived at the place, he found out that the gang's trick was to disguise themselves as repairmen who were servicing coffee machines.

"But how did you know that the coffee machine here would break down today?" Haruhiko was a little curious. Seeing that this group of people were well prepared, it should not be a sudden decision.

Xiao Zuanfeng smiled mysteriously, "Of course it's to break the coffee machine. Our newspaper spent a lot of money to get first-hand information. You're really lucky to have picked up such a great bargain for free."

Haruhiko was speechless, thinking that this group of people would do anything to find big news.

After finishing the cleanup, Haruhiko helped carry the maintenance equipment and entered the Suzuki Building unhindered.

There were four people in the group, two of whom were real coffee machine repairmen, and the other two were newspaper reporters.

However, since they have invested so much money, of course they have to find as much news material as possible.

The group originally planned to split into three groups and go inside the building to collect materials.

The person Haruhiko replaced was tasked with taking photos inside the building.

But as soon as they came out of the coffee machine equipment, they were trapped in the corridor.

As the alarm sounded, iron fences were erected on the floor to enclose the people inside, and several spray nozzles protruded from the gaps in the wall. It felt like if they continued to resist, substances that would make them lose their fighting ability might be sprayed out.

A team of security personnel quickly appeared in front of everyone, without saying a word, just looking at them.

Xiao Zuanfeng sat on the ground in despair, muttering that he was in trouble and would be scolded to death by the editor.

Haruhiko walked over and told the security guard that he knew Suzuki Sonoko.

But the other person's face was full of an expression that said, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

At this time, Xiao Zuanfeng's companion came over and pulled Qingyan, advising him, "Don't even think about making up such a lie now. Call your editor immediately and find a way to bail you out. I think we will be sued."

Haruhiko thought it was pointless to explain at this point, so he could only call Sonoko.

He took out his cell phone and found the entry for "Super Cute Miss Sonoko" in the address book.

This note was changed by Yuanzi himself, who said that this was also part of the duties of a follower.

"It's useless even if you change the note like this." Xiao Zuanfeng's companion looked at the phone interface speechlessly.

Haruhiko didn't bother to explain and pressed the call button.

...

Let’s go back a few minutes.

23rd floor of Suzuki Building.

The scene was decorated like a banquet, and all those who could appear here were prominent figures in society.

Suzuki Jirokichi's conspicuous bald head shuttled back and forth in the crowd, and Suzuki Sonoko, dressed in a formal dress, followed behind her uncle.

At this time, a waiter ran to Suzuki Jirokichi and reported in a low voice: "Director Suzuki, the fish is hooked."

Suzuki Jirokichi smiled with satisfaction.

Then he clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention: "Everyone, in addition to the banquet today, I have also prepared a little surprise for you to see the power of this building's latest security system."

"Oh? What's the surprise?" a politician who is close to the Suzuki Group cooperated.

"Just follow me and you'll find out." Suzuki Jirokichi led everyone out of the banquet hall.

Suzuki Sonoko naturally followed.

But as she walked, she wondered why Haruhiko hadn't come up yet. Had he not found the place? Should she give him a call?
Just as Sonoko was thinking about it, Haruhiko called.

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