The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

Speaking of excitement,

"I know, I know, I know it all. I was confused Dad, you calm down first, you calm down first, I will have an affair and I will explain it clearly to Xumi and Yuriko when I go back. Ask for their forgiveness. Really, you trust me, trust my dad."

Harada Jun staggered to his feet, and before he had time to rub his numb legs, he hurried up to meet him.

"Tell me honestly, when did you and that Yukimura Emi start? How long have you been hiding it from us?" After sitting back on the chair with the support of his son, Harada Hongyi took a while to recover. Trembling, he raised his hand and asked, pointing to his nose.

"A year and a half ago." Harada Jun answered the time honestly: "What I told the police was true, but Dad, believe me, I really didn't kill people, and I didn't have the need to kill people.

Yes, I do have some problems with my debts recently, but these are trivial things. It is impossible for me to do such low-level things as cheating on insurance money. "

"What's the use of me trusting you? You need the police, the judge, and the jury to believe you!" Harada Hongyi closed his eyes wearily, and waved his hands: "Forget it, now go back and find Xumihe Yuriko made it clear, I'll take care of the next thing."

"Dad, Mr. Yamashita has finished his vacation, and he is still in charge of my case, we can—"

"I told you to go back now, so go back! Why, you still want to be admitted?! Do you know that doing so may ruin the future of Yamashita?!"

When the old man opened his eyes, he scolded all over his head and covered his face. Jun Harada, who scolded, ran out of the study and drove back to his home as if he was fleeing.

After standing by the window and watching his son leave, the anger burning in Harada Hongyi's chest dissipated instantly, replaced by a touch of solemnity.

【A year and a half ago, a year and a half ago...】

The time his son said was far beyond his expectations. The woman Yukimura Emi had been with his son for a year and a half...

"Ring bell bell!"

While he was meditating, the cheerful phone rang, interrupting his thoughts, and the caller showed that it was his favorite student: Atsuto Yamashita.

"Teacher, are you free for dinner?" Pressing the answer button, the student's hearty invitation floated into the ear.

"Under the mountain..."

"Don't worry, teacher, it's fine. I just want to ask you to understand the situation. You know, if I see Yuriko again, I might be a little embarrassed."

Atsuto Yamashita drove the car on the Tokyo elevated road, controlled the steering wheel with one hand to turn, and explained why he did not want to go to Harada Jun's house.

"give me the address."

"No, I'll be at your house right away, and I've brought some cooked food." The man turned his head and glanced at the dinner on the passenger seat, and said with a smile.

"That's just right, we haven't had dinner together for a long time." Harada Hongyi, who sat back on the chair, lowered his eyes, the expression in his eyes fluctuating.He felt that he had to regain his composure as soon as possible, at least calm down.

This student of his has an unusually keen sense of smell.

For the time being, he didn't want Atsuto Yamashita to know about the incident 20 years ago.

He can handle this matter by himself, but he still prefers to handle it by himself.

Chapter 430 Teacher, It's Difficult For Me To Do This (3)

"Teacher, you are smoking at home alone again. Didn't I tell you to smoke less, because smoking too much is not good for your health."

When Atsuto Yamashita walked into the teacher's house with a food box, the first thing he smelled was the lingering smell of tobacco on Hongyi Harada's body. He raised the convenience bag in his hand and did not forget to say a word of concern.

"I have already stepped into the coffin with half a foot. How can there be any saying that smoking is healthy or unhealthy. But you, you took cigarettes from my pocket a lot during the whole university. Why, now you are starting to teach me, an old man again?"

Taking the convenience bag containing cooked food from the student, the old man with a loud voice shook his head helplessly, pointed at the people down the mountain and cursed with a smile.

"It used to be before, and I've quit smoking now."

Taking out the lollipop that was always in his trouser pocket and shaking it in front of his former teacher, Yamashita Atsuto sat comfortably on the sofa and took the initiative to open the insulated box that the old man put on the coffee table.

"Because of that girl named Kasumigaoka Shiwa?"

"Preparing for pregnancy, teacher, you understand."

When talking about his own happiness, Yamashita Toruto almost narrowed his eyes with joy.

At first, Shiyu forcibly broke his cigarette just for the sake of his health, but later it turned into pregnancy preparation. I don't know if Mrs. Mumu whispered something in her ear secretly.

He doesn't know what the family members of these police officers communicated with each other on weekdays.

"Understood, why don't I understand, I hope I can still see my old bones." Thinking of the man behind the scenes who had killed Fujiwara Kihara and Yukimura Emi, Harada Hongyi sighed inwardly and said with a pun.

"Teacher, aren't you healthy? You can definitely see it."

"Okay, tell me, what do you want from me? This is bringing dinner and playing with me. Is there any clue to my naughty case?"

When talking about his son Harada Jun in front of Yamashita Atsuto, Harada Hongyi's tone sounded unceremonious.

"No, no, no, we haven't made any progress on that case yet. I'm here this time to ask you about another case."

"Another case? It's also related to my son?" Harada Hongyi frowned, and he couldn't help raising his vigilance while his heart was awe-inspiring.

He thought of the Fujiwaraki original case that happened this morning.

"No, it's about you."

Sure enough, the old man's heart shuddered at the name that came out of the mouth of the man at the foot of the mountain.

"This morning, there was a murder case in Kuboto Town. The deceased was the owner of a mountain bike shop named Fujiwara Kihara. He was found dead in his shop. The time of death is estimated to be from 21:20 to 22:10 yesterday. In between, the bullet hit the heart."

Yamashita Atsuto didn't hold back either, he came tonight to see the teacher's mental state, and secondly, he wanted to know about Fujiwara Kihara's social circle.

It is not a trivial matter for Mori Kogoro to be followed by private detectives for no reason. It is true that this may be Rum's secret tricks, but before he is 100% sure, Yamashita Atsuto is still used to doing his own investigation first.

If Mori Kogoro was followed only because he was involved in the Fujiwarakihara case, then he wouldn't need to worry much.But if not...

That was really a wake-up call.

Because this means that Rum has discovered the abnormality of Mori Kogoro, and when he knows that APTX-4869 has the effect of rejuvenating people, the exposure of Conan and Haibara will undoubtedly be a certainty.

And once the ashes are exposed, judging from the style of the winery, Ma Sheng will definitely be affected.

"Fujiwara Kihara? You mean Fujiwara? He was killed?" The old man with gray temples frowned, his doubtful expression did not seem fake.

Atsuto Yamashita didn't think much about it, after all, the person in front of him was his teacher: "It's said in the news, teacher, haven't you read the news?"

"I've been busy with that Nizi's affairs for the past two days, and I haven't even turned on the TV, and I haven't had time to read the newspaper." Harada Hongyi shook his head, with a bit of disbelief in his voice.

"That's right." Thinking about Harada Jun's matter, Yamashita Toshito couldn't say anything: "That's why I want to ask the teacher, Mr. Fujiwara, did he have any troubles with rich and powerful people during his lifetime? See the information You have a very good relationship and a strong bond."

Mori Kogoro was entrusted by someone to find him at Fujiwara's mountain bike shop, but he was involved in this murder case unexpectedly.

When he was on the scene, he was still making blind comparisons and reasoning, and directly brought Takagi into the ditch several times.If Takagi hadn't followed the police procedure firmly and listened to the detective's family, I'm afraid the police would have caught the "murderer" and closed the case now.

"A rich and powerful person? No, Fujiwara has always upheld the idea that harmony makes money when dealing with others, and we didn't hear him mention that he had offended anyone when we were chatting recently."

Harada Hongyi shook his head in denial, and gently lifted the protective cover of an insulated box.The rich meat aroma is overflowing, enough to move the index finger of a greedy person.

"So when was the last time you saw each other?"

"When my son was taken away by the police in an accident, he came to me. When we met, he comforted me and said that Run would be fine, but now..." After his son had a big incident, a friend of 20 years The news of his death made Hongyi Harada even more exhausted.

"Where did we meet?"

"It's at my house, my study room. I was so angry that I was lying in bed. He came to see me. I haven't had time to clean my study room, so I should be able to extract his fingerprints. There is also an anti-theft monitor in the living room. I can go and give it to him. you take."

The time log on the anti-theft monitor is enough to prove that he is not lying.

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, teacher. I'll go get it with you." Toshito Yamashita smiled and nodded, and the old man got up and walked to the bedroom on the second floor.

The smell of smoke that has not yet dissipated is filled with cigarette butts one after another ashtray.

The moment he opened the door, everything that greeted his eyes was enough to explain the state of Harada Hongyi's recent mental state.

After all, the pressure was still too great, after all Harada Jun was his only biological son.

"Sorry, the smell is a bit strong." Harada Hongyi apologized, and took the students to get the video he put in the bedroom.

"Pay attention to your body, teacher." Yamashita Toshito sighed inwardly, besides the perfunctory advice of chicken soup, he also felt dissatisfied with Jun Harada in his heart.

Can't control the stuff on the lower body.

【Um? 】

Because the video tape was placed under the TV cabinet, Atsuto Yamashita stood next to the TV cabinet in the bedroom.He accidentally touched the back panel of the TV when he stretched out his hand a little bit, but the faint residual warmth made his pupils shrink suddenly!

This heat can almost be said to be negligible, if he hadn't touched it.

[The TV was turned on, not long ago. 】

Although the exact time cannot be estimated because of the ventilation, Atsuto Yamashita can be sure that the TV was definitely turned on not long ago.

【I've been busy with that Nizi's affairs for the past two days, and I haven't even turned on the TV or read the newspapers】, these are the original words that the teacher just said, but now it makes Yamashita Atsuto think of it a bit inconceivable.

His teacher... lied?

It's a bit...

Atsuto Yamashita narrowed his eyes and looked at the teacher who was still looking for the video tape.

Calvin until 03:30 in the morning, please leave, update tomorrow

As the title suggests, Kavin stuck until it exploded.

The plot was written intermittently because it was stuck here. This case involved the ending of the book and the foreshadowing of the gin helicopter later, so the writing was very stuck.

At 3:[-] in the morning, I couldn't bear it any longer. I was so sleepy that I dozed off, so I had to ask for a day off. I will update tomorrow.

Sorry.

Bowl~

Chapter 430 Six I want him to take the initiative

【No, not necessarily what I thought. 】

Instinctively, Atsuto Yamashita vetoed the thought that popped out of his mind immediately.His teacher had no reason to lie to him about it, no reason at all.

Maybe it's because I didn't see the report about the death of my colleague for many years, or maybe I was so bored that I forgot to mention it casually.

After all, no matter how energetic he is in his old age, he will inevitably be unable to cope with the current situation. It is only natural for him to choose to avoid the case of his former colleague and concentrate on his son's affairs...

Atsuto Yamashita withdrew his arms calmly, his mind full of thoughts.

"Strange, where's the videotape?"

The old man with his back to the students stood up straight, put his hands on his hips to catch his breath, and muttered: "It shouldn't be, I remember putting it here, and it was still there when I watched the news."

"Watched the news before?" Atsuto Yamashita's expression changed when he heard the words.