How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police Department

29 | Forum 2

12 o'clock in the afternoon.

The hungry Xin Haikong finally finished the interview. The follow-up tedious recording of confessions and reports were helped by other colleagues. He was too lazy to go back to the office and just wanted to go home quickly and lie in bed to rest.

On the way home, he was going to Poirot Cafe to buy a sandwich to cushion his stomach. By the way, he thanked Amuro for his hard work. This time, if he hadn't spread the news of the bomb in time, Xin Haikong would have been killed by an organized bomb on the 18th floor.

Unfortunately, he only saw Enomoto Azusa-san, who was busy.

There are not many people in the coffee shop at noon, but only one person is still a little too busy. The young girl turned around like a butterfly, and it took a long time to turn back to the bar.

Xin Haikong leaned against the bar to order. Taking advantage of the gap between Enomoto-san bowing her head to make a sandwich, he casually asked:

"Is Amuro-san not here?"

"Ah, Amuro-san seems to have something to do this morning. He asked for leave last evening."

"Oh, that's really unlucky." Last night? Did Amuro also participate in the organization's actions?

Yes, the scale of the industry of the Hashirama Group is huge, and it really needs a lot of people to go. But if so, won't that guy doubt it?

After returning home, Xin Haikong stuffed the small sandwich in three or two, took off the police uniform for a day and one night. Fortunately, it was in autumn. He didn't sweat. If it were in summer, it would be okay. After entering the bathroom and taking a comfortable bath, he jumped on the bed.

The soft bedding surrounded him, and the familiar smell of washing powder calmed down the whole body of Xin Haikong.

He clicked on the forum to see how the latest issue of linkage was drawn. The combination boxing he played this time claimed that there was no flaw, and Conan should not doubt it. He just don't know if Dazai Osamu saw any flaws.

The highest post in the forum is: [Linkage - Real Crisis!]

The cartoon began to draw from Edogawa Conan's perspective. Suzuki Sonoko, with an indignant face, pulled Mouri Ran. After school, he did not go home directly, but kept squatting at the gate of Teitan High School. Edogawa Conan, who passed by, met them and stayed.

They waited until after seven o'clock in the evening, a large group of strong men in black suits rushed over and smashed the stall all the way. Sonoko rushed out angrily. Mouri Ran couldn't follow. As a result, the other party took out the machine gun with his backhand, but probably for the sake of the students, he didn't really shoot, but just scared them. He took a look at them.

Conan, who completely misunderstood the Port Mafia into a black organization, thought about it all night, and went to the police station to report the case with Ran and Sonoko the next morning.

As a result, when the crime was reported, he was hitting Officer Xin hai, and the trailer letter of the Phantom Thief Kid was found. Conan felt that this matter was very problematic. After seeing Kid the thief that night on the 15th, he was not even interested in debunking him, but sneaked to the 18th floor of the group of black-dressed people. As a result, he was hitting the live version of the gangster.

The picture was cut to Xin Haikong, which was still in the surveillance room, and explained in a way of memory the plots between the Port Mafia and the Hashirama Group in the past week, as well as the police's countermeasures to this end.

The eavesdropping Conan bumped into Dazai Osamu who rushed to the scene. Dazai recalled how he received the task, rushed to Tokyo and the case that happened in the cafe.