The Split-Actress in Conan's World

After Hattori Heiji left, the originally heated atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

"Really? They invited us to visit Osaka, and ended up leaving us in this cold police station." Uncle Maori complained while lying on the sofa with his hands behind his head.

Yuanshan Heye smiled and comforted him: "I can also be his tour guide. We can go to his house and wait for him first."

Conan was worried that he had not been able to keep up with Hattori Heiji's pace just now, and now he was regretting that he might fall behind in the progress of the case.

Lin Chiyu glanced at him scratching his head, walked a few steps to the table and started looking through the documents.

"Come to think of it, speaking of wallets, I can think of a possible commonality." He put the scene photos of the three cases together and said suddenly.

"Mr. Maori should also understand this, that is proof of identity."

"Proof of identity?" Mao Lilan looked confused.

"That's right. Japan is a country that is not particularly strict about identification. Foreign visitors can prove their identity by showing their passports, and people like you and Ye Xiaolan can carry the student ID cards of Teitan High School and Kaikata Academy with you."

"If you choose a lease contract of more than half a year, it will also have the same effect, but this situation usually occurs with housewives."

He paused and took out his wallet. "Regarding the presence of identification in the wallet, students like you and mature men like Mr. Maori may easily overlook this, but I am very sensitive to it."

"Because every time I go to a convenience store to buy cigarettes, alcohol or other prohibited items for minors, people will question my age."

"I've strayed off topic." Looking at the two underage girls' thoughtful expressions, he coughed and continued, "Anyway, when it comes to identity proof, most people choose this thing like me."

He opened his wallet and took out the key item.

"Is this... a driver's license?" Yuanshan Heye confirmed hesitantly.

"Yes, it's a driver's license."

Lin Shakuha put away his wallet and took out his phone and tapped a few times. "After confirming that their pierced wallets contained driver's licenses in addition to banknotes, I asked a senior from the Osaka branch of the Suzuki Group to help investigate the circumstances of how these people obtained their driver's licenses. The results of the investigation have just been sent to my phone."

Conan perked up immediately and climbed onto the sofa impatiently, wanting to see the messages on his phone clearly.

He even accidentally stepped on Kogoro Mori.

"I'm telling you, little brat!"

"Sorry." Conan smiled awkwardly and turned back to apologize.

Seeing how hard he was struggling, Lin Chiyu simply read out the message.

"From the results of the investigation, it seems that they obtained their driver's licenses at different times and places, but one thing is clear: they all attended a training camp at the Hyogo training ground before taking the driver's license test."

He pulled out a group photo from more than ten years ago and held it up to show the group.

The three people in the middle of the photo are the victims of these three cases!

"That's not all!" Conan jumped up and pointed at the figure next to them, "This is the woman with strange behavior we saw at the crime scene earlier."

Rinshakuha nodded and enlarged the picture: "Councilman Goji is also in this photo, and there is even a wanted fugitive, Kiichiro Numabuchi."

"Could he be the murderer?" Yuanshan Heye made a reasonable guess.

Conan immediately retorted: "It's hard to imagine a wanted criminal hiding in the city and killing three people without any hesitation, right?"

He had a solemn expression, his eyes fixed on the tall figure standing behind everyone in the photo.

"Don't you think the coach in the back looks familiar?"

"If you put it that way..." Maori Kogoro came closer to observe, "It seems to be a bit."

He exclaimed: "With such a big nose, if you shave your hair into a flat top, won't you look exactly like that little policeman?!"

Lin Chiyu curled the corners of his lips and drew out some more information: "Interestingly, this driving school instructor's last name is also Sakata."

"He and Mr. Sakata Yusuke are biological father and son."

"So when he was at the Okonomiyaki restaurant, he said he was going to run aside to answer the phone, but in fact he was calling to inform others that a body had been found on the rooftop!" Conan finally understood why this happened at that time.

If he wasn't a policeman, there's no way he wouldn't have noticed such an obvious inconvenience!

"They just said they were going to the village councilor, could that be possible?" Mao Lilan covered her mouth. She didn't expect that the murderer was the policeman who took them to visit Osaka.

Rin Shakuha shook his head, "Don't underestimate the energy a councillor can mobilize when his life is threatened. He won't find a chance to attack Goji."

After being upset, Conan calmed down and used his excellent brain, hoping to save the situation and avoid it from getting to the worst point.

"The reason why he exposed the township councillor was to divert attention and make the police station transfer most of the police force there so that he could take action against other people!"

"The one who is really in danger is that woman!"

Rinshakuha agreed, "I thought so too. Hattori wanted to rely on the police station before, but I considered that the official procedures were complicated and the efficiency would not be very high, so I asked someone to check the license plate number in advance. The address and phone number were just sent to my phone, so it should be in time for me to rush over now."

Conan couldn't help but cheer in his heart and applauded Rinshakuha.

It’s easy to get things done with someone in Osaka, and it’s great to have reliable teammates!

......

"Why did you change the car?" Hattori Heiji asked Sakata Yusuke while looking at the low-key sedan downstairs of the police station.

"I guessed that you would want to go, so I rented a car in advance. Driving a police car at this time may easily alert the enemy." Sakata sat in the driver's seat, adjusted the angle of the rearview mirror, and explained with a smile.

Hattori Heiji thought this made sense: "We really can't drive that police car at this time."

He opened the map and roughly planned the route. Sakata Yusuke drove out of the police station and slowly followed the main road.

"That congressman's office is through Midosuji."

"Really?" Sakata Yusuke drove seriously, staring intently ahead. "By the way, I've already found out the address and phone number of that suspicious woman you mentioned through the license plate number."

"Her name is Okazaki Sumie, she's 39 years old, divorced last year, and currently seems to be living alone in the nearby Saito Apartment."

He took out some information from his bag while there was a traffic jam and asked Hattori: "How about it, do you want to go take a look first?"

"Okay, maybe she knows something." Hattori Heiji leaned against the window, looking at the long traffic jam in front of him, and answered casually.

Sakata Yusuke took out his cell phone and started making a call: "Then I'll call to confirm if she's at home."

Traffic began to flow slowly.

"Hello, is this Ms. Okazaki's house?"

"I'm Sakata from the Higashijiri Branch of the Osaka Police Department."

Suddenly there was a hysterical scream coming from the other end of the phone. Hattori Heiji could hear it clearly even from such a distance.

"Mr. Policeman, please come and protect me! If this continues... I will definitely be killed!"

Seeing her emotional, Sakata Yusuke quickly comforted her: "Please calm down, we will be there soon."

"I'll tell you everything that happened in the past! Come quickly!" Okazaki Sumie's voice was a little hoarse, and there was an unconcealable tremor in the depths of his throat.

Sakata Yusuke's face turned serious and his speech became much faster, "Let's go over there now, lock the door and don't let anyone in!"

Hattori Heiji looked through the rearview mirror and saw that while he was making the call, the Saito Apartment had been left far behind.

"Oops!"

"We've passed Xidu Apartments!"

Sakata Yusuke heard this and looked over, and it was indeed true.

"What should we do? There's a lot of traffic on Midosuji, and it will take a lot of time to go around to Yotsubashi." Sakata held the phone away, his tone anxious.

"Pull over now!" After Hattori Heiji ordered him to stop the car, he opened the door and ran back along the flower bed beside him.

Sakata looked at his back, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he got out of the car without hesitation, climbed over a wall to the other side of the road, got into the car that had been parked on the side of the road, and stepped on the accelerator.

He pinched his throat and spoke in a righteous tone to the terrified Okazaki Sumie on the other end of the phone: "Ms. Okazaki, we now suspect that the murderer has the ability to pick locks. Your home is no longer safe. Please move to the warehouse under the apartment building. The criminal will definitely not think you are hiding there."

"I, I get it!" Okazaki seemed to have found the last straw and was very obedient.

After hanging up the phone, Yusuke Sakata drove to Saito Apartment.

Since he came by car, of course he had to arrive before Hattori Heiji who relied on his legs.

Taking out the rope and knife prepared in advance from the grass, he pondered for a while, took off the cherry blossom badge on the armband, dug a hole in the ground with a knife, and placed it in it carefully.

That sad expression was as if he was attending his own funeral.

When he stood up again, he no longer hesitated, and walked towards the warehouse with a firm murderous intent.

But when he pushed open the door, the light shone into the damp and dim warehouse, but there was no one in sight.

"Hiding?" he muttered, turning around and going upstairs to look for her.

But he was blocked by a group of people at the door of the warehouse.

Kogoro Mori looked at the weapon in his hand with a complicated expression. Just now, they had been hiding behind a tree nearby and saw the whole process of him burying Sakura Zhang.

"Why would you do this, Mr. Sakata?" Ran Mouri covered her mouth in disbelief, very confused.

Yusuke Sakata was stunned, then felt relieved.

Although he didn't know how these people targeted him, he knew one thing: it was all over.

The dust has settled.

"Twenty years ago, at the celebratory drinking party at the end of the training camp, those six people got my father, who was the coach, drunk and took the opportunity to pour out all the brake fluid in his car. When he sobered up the next day and wanted to drive home, he got into a car accident and unfortunately died."

He looked at Okazaki Sumie, who was hiding behind the crowd with a frightened face, and said with hatred: "And they said that they just wanted to see if their father, who was as strict as a devil, would show a frightened expression because of this 'prank'!"

"Why don't you ask them why they do this!"

Rin Chihaba glanced at Okazaki Sumie's trembling appearance and said nothing.

"Unfortunately, my revenge was only half completed. I had planned to kill Okazaki and then Numabuchi, and finally go directly to Goji to die together."

He laughed at himself miserably, pulled out his service pistol from his waist, pulled the safety, and put it to his temple.

"I really don't know how to face my father after I go down there."

"Stop!" Hattori Heiji came over breathlessly, shouting at the top of his lungs, with beads of sweat the size of beans hanging on his forehead. He ran too fast and even his breathing was not smooth.

"By the way, Heiji, I didn't have the chance to say sorry to you for taking advantage of you." Sakata Yusuke was not surprised that Hattori Heiji came, and he looked like he was going to say all his last words.

"I told you to stop, what nonsense are you talking about!" Hattori Heiji cursed.

"What do you mean by using me? I already knew that this might be you who did it!"

"You have already..." Sakata Yusuke raised his head in surprise.

"Before we went to the police station, Brother Lin asked me for the license plate number. When we left the police station, he sent me the result. I just saw the photo and I understood everything!"

Hattori took a deep breath and spoke quickly.

"Not to mention that you look so much like your father, your driving habits alone tell the whole story. Like Ms. Okazaki, the first thing you do after getting in the car is to unconsciously adjust the rearview mirror. This is your father's habit, right? Those people who were at the training camp all learned it from him."

"But I don't believe it!"

Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth and glared at him, "Because I didn't believe you, I followed you into the car, wanting to prove your innocence, but in the end you still wanted to play tricks on me!"

He dug up the dirt and pulled out the dusty cherry blossom badge. He held it up and shouted, "Police are the only profession in Japan that can legally own guns. Why aren't you proud of it?"

"Why do you point the gun at yourself without any burden? Are you admitting that you are a coward?"

"Can't you hear me?!"

Hattori Heiji took a few steps forward aggressively, almost getting close to Sakata Yusuke's face. His hand holding the gun began to tremble unconsciously, and he wanted to take a few steps back.

"Sakura's Cry!!"

Heiji punched Sakata Yusuke hard in the face, knocking his glasses away and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Yusuke Sakata sat down on the ground, his right cheek was red and swollen, and his eyes were a little confused.

The young man who looked full of vigor and vitality couldn't help feeling a lump in his throat. He sat on the ground, clutching his chest and crying.

"I'm a coward! What can I do? It was 20 years later when I found out everything. The 15-year statute of limitations had already passed. There was no way to make them pay the price!"

"Who else can tell me what to do?"

Everyone was silent, even Hattori Heiji was silent.

After crying for a while, Sakata Yusuke sniffed, threw out a key, and said numbly with a hollow look in his eyes: "I handcuffed Numabuchi to the mountain next to the old site of the Hyogo training ground. I haven't delivered food to him for two days. If I'm lucky, he's not dead yet."