The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

"No, no, it's nothing." Mao Lilan, who respects the good man Shanxia, ​​quickly waved his hand to signal him not to worry about it.

"But, Officer Yamashita, why are you still in the Metropolitan Police Department so late? Do you still work overtime? It's really strange." Conan, with a big face and a cute face, blinked his big watery eyes, his tone It is full of childlike curiosity.

A blue vein with the font size 【#】 appeared on the forehead of Akatsuki Yamashita.

However, Mouri Kogoro, who was beside him before he could make a move, had already acted preemptively——

With a sound of "boom", the bowl-sized bun rose on Conan's head at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't interrupt children when adults talk, Conan."

Mori Kogoro blew into his fist, and Mo Lilan looked sad: "Father! Conan is just...just..."

It's only been a long time, but Xiaolan still can't say the word "child" later.

Especially in front of people from the bottom of the mountain.

It's so shameful.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Mori, did you receive a call from the famous horror novelist Daisuke Torakura tonight?"

I suddenly remembered that Daisuke Torakura once said that he was on the phone with Kogoro Mori tonight, and Atsuto Yamashita asked, "If so, did you hear anything unusual at that time?"

"Daisuke Torakura?"

Mori Kogoro froze for a moment.

Atsuto Yamashita then briefly explained what happened tonight.

Conan, who heard the murder case at the first glance, suddenly regained his spirits and stopped yawning.

It's just that when he heard the end, Conan suddenly lost interest: "If all this is true, isn't Daisuke Torakura's identity as the murderer a certainty?"

"No, lawyer."

As an adult, Kogoro Mori, who has been in society for nearly 20 years, touched the two mustaches on his lips, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The rich experience told him very clearly what is so difficult about this so-called certain case.

This is also a quality that the detective boy Kudo Shinichi does not have.

"[Attempted murder], that is to say, no one died at the time. And the police officer Yamashita didn't know what happened in the bedroom before he rushed to the villa."

"In other words, this also gives the legal team room to maneuver."

Kogoro Mori, whose wife is the undefeated queen of the legal and political circles, can see Daisuke Torakura's intention of denying it at a glance: "This kind of person is not like a remorseful murderer. He will not turn himself in after being exposed. He will not repent, but will do everything possible to mitigate his crimes.

As for the letter in the villa, if you bite it to death without knowing it, the doctor will naturally cooperate with the lawyer to complete it. "

Since his daughter Mao Lilan has also gradually emerged in the Japanese detective world recently, Kogoro Mori, who really thought he was well-educated, will now teach his daughter by precept and example without letting anyone go.

The present case is a living example.

Detectives are not omnipotent, and neither are police officers.

Not every criminal is willing to pay the price for his crimes, especially a rich murderer like Daisuke Torakura who can form a powerful lawyer team in minutes.

In many cases, many cases rely on the police to provide an extremely meticulous chain of evidence and the cooperation of a strong prosecutor to truly complete the conviction.

"but--"

The pure and kind-hearted Mao Lilan thought it shouldn't be so, but her boyfriend Conan twitched the corner of her clothes, and her voice stopped abruptly.

Looking back, I saw the little boyfriend shaking his head slightly.

"That's right, so, Mr. Mori, I wonder if you can ask Ms. Fei Yingli for me to see if she has time recently?"

After seeing Kogoro, Atsuto Yamashita, who suddenly thought of Fei Yingli, an undefeated lawyer, suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and then asked.

"Is it Eri? Let me ask for you. It should be fine."

Mori Kogoro knows his wife's character well.

In Shiroyama Takahiro's case, Eri and him theoretically owed a favor to Toshito Yamashita. For this alone, Eri would not refuse Daisuke Torakura's case.

"However, are you sure the inspector will agree?"

Fei Yingli has defeated many prosecutors.

"of course."

Atsushi Yamashita is extremely confident.

Reiko Kujo, the trump card of the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office, is known as the "Madonna of the Public Prosecutor's World";

The undefeated queen of the legal world and Consort Eri who has maintained a record of victory since her debut.

With this pair of king bombs in hand, how could he lose?How could Daisuke Torakura not be hammered to death?

Although the two are at odds, Yamashita Atsuto is confident that they will cooperate.

Well, for his sake.

so…………

"I beg you, sister Jiutiao, my cowhide has been blown out, you can't just ignore it!"

In the middle of the night, in an office of the Tokyo Metropolitan Prosecutor's Office.

The workaholic Reiko Kujo, who was burning the lights at night, was indifferent to the wailing man on the phone: "You can really figure out how to find Fei Yingli to handle this case with me. Why, don't you trust me?"

"No, no, absolutely not. Sister Kutiao, you have to believe that my trust in you is as continuous as the waves in Tokyo Bay. This is just for insurance. After all, the lawyer team Daisuke Torakura can invite should not be underestimated."

"Don't give me such a trick, have you handed in the closing report?"

"I handed it over, I worked overtime all night before, and I got dark circles under my eyes."

Atsuto Yamashita, who was holding the phone, was outspoken and confident.

Calvin, please take a leave, update tomorrow afternoon

As the title, Calvin, suddenly do not know what to do, Chekid entered the field, please take a leave to sort out your thoughts.The Kujo prosecutor who entered the scene through Daisuke Torakura's case will also have a role in the future, and he has to think carefully.

By the way, think about the subsequent Osaka plot.

Above, salute——

Bowl~

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Chapter 290 Five Dogs Read It and Called Experts: We Yuewen Don’t Have Your Heart

"So, do you now have evidence of his crime? I mean ironclad evidence."

In the middle of the night, the Tokyo Metropolitan Prosecutor's Office.

Kujo Reiko, known as "Prosecutor World Madonna", frowned, biting her pen and thinking.

"Huashanyuan Hoshino and I are witnesses, and those letters are physical evidence. If there is enough time, after finding out who the girl who died in the hospital is, her family members should be able to become circumstantial evidence. This chain of evidence should Are you able to gain a firm foothold in court?"

"It is logically possible, but according to what you said, Daisuke Hukura bit him to death without knowing it, and someone was framing him. This means that he clearly distinguishes the pros and cons, and at most admits that he is domestic violence, Or domestic violence in the context of mental illness."

Kujo Reiko, who has long been accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, draws meaningless lines on the paper with a pen, and can see through the calculations of this horror novel writer at a glance.

Marital infidelity and domestic violence are nothing compared to murder, or more than one murder.

"Then, what am I going to do? For example, dress smarter when testifying in court? Get some personal impression points from the judge and jury?"

In the Metropolitan Police Department, searched the office of the chief of the third department. Atsuto Yamashita, who had his feet on the desk, rubbed his chin, wondering if he should groom himself properly, and dressed like a human to brush his face.

After all, he is very handsome, and now is a society that looks at faces.

"Don't abuse your personal influence, you should know it's very dangerous." Hearing this, Reiko Kujo's face suddenly became serious, and she warned sharply.

[Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Savior], this is a top hat, but also a double-edged sword.

It is easy to be targeted by those dogs who are open to money.

"I have a direction to deal with this case, just don't trouble me."

"Then I will trouble you, senior sister."

"You still know that I am your senior sister?"

"Ahem, what, I'm too busy with work, and there are too many cases, so isn't it normal for the closing report to be handed in slowly?"

Atsushi Yamashita was a little embarrassed, and hung up the phone hastily, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting in the office drinking a drink, Conan's eyes brightened as if he saw a new world: "Ah, is there any prosecutor in this world who makes Officer Yamashita so afraid?"

"........."

Boom!

"It hurts!"

Conan covered his head with his hands, tears welling up in his eyes.

Atsushi Yamashita raised his fist and blew, while Mao Lilan held his forehead helplessly, not knowing what to say.

When these two met, they were like sworn enemies of the team, and they felt uncomfortable if they didn't say a few words to each other.

On one side is a great benefactor and a good person, and on the other is her boyfriend who has just established a relationship with her, so she can only help each other and watch from the sidelines.

"It's so late, you two haven't gone back to sleep, are you going to open a room outside?"

Atsuto Yamashita squinted at Conan who was gnashing his teeth: "If you want, please tell me the room number, and I will arrange an anti-pornography and anti-illegal activity."

"What are you talking about, Officer Yamashita!"

Now it was Mao Lilan's turn to sit still, her white and tender cheeks instantly turned red like a steamed crab.His hands and feet were in a hurry, and he became angry from embarrassment.

Her new best friend Kasumigaoka Shiyu did teach the radical method of cooking raw rice, but that was too...

Conan is still just a kid after all.

Unless he gets bigger.

After becoming bigger, it is not always big, he will become smaller...

"Eh? Isn't it? I thought you asked Detective Mori to go to Lawyer Fei Yingli in person just to save him."

The unscrupulous policeman tilted his head in a suspicious manner.