The Savior of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department

I happily discussed the new computer in the group for a long time. I just went to the offline store to order it tonight, and the goods will be delivered to my door tomorrow. I hereby ask for leave today, and the new computer will be updated tomorrow.

I am so sad!

Bowl~

Chapter 430 Judy, Good Brother

Belmode now only hopes that things are not as bad as he imagined, otherwise, Conan and Xiaolan's family will be really in danger.

She reacted quickly after getting angry with Yamashita Toshito before, and decisively changed her appearance into the appearance of the private detective who was caught, tortured, and asked the truth by herself. This is how she had the conversation with the mysterious big boss just now.

[Actively exposed in front of Mori Kogoro, why? 】

Because he didn't know how many other people's eyeliners were around, Belmode didn't show the slightest abnormality when he was thinking. He acted like an ordinary person who was about to get rich, and his Oscar-level acting skills were vividly displayed at this moment.

Ten minutes later, Belmode left the office and went downstairs to find "my" mailbox. After opening it, I was surprised to find that there was an extra envelope in it.

An envelope containing a check.

After opening the envelope and checking the check, Belmode turned his head and looked around as if "behind the clock", with a little solemnity in his brows and eyes after changing his appearance.

"[Catfish] have received the bait, Rum." At the same time, on the roof of a building far away from Belmode's location, the man in black who put down the binoculars connected the Bluetooth headset and reported the latest surveillance news. Progress: "Judging from his behavior, no abnormalities have been found yet."

"Let this catfish out, and pay attention to the reaction of the target." On the other end of the headset, Rum, who was playing with his fake teeth, lowered his eyelids and hung up the phone.

"cluster~"

The red flame rose up, lighting the cigar, and at the same time illuminating the blackboard in front of Rum.

What could be called gloomy eyes glanced over, and on the blackboard, there were photos of Mori Kogoro, Kudo Shinichi, Miyano Shiho, Japanese police, and the American FBI.Among them, a photo of M78 full of question marks but no one was seen was picked up by Rum and placed under the firelight to examine it carefully.

The room fell into dead silence for a moment, until there was a knock on the door——

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

"Come in."

"Lum, we have found some abnormal personnel transfers by the police, which may be related to Gin Jiu and others who were arrested earlier."

"How to say?" The lingering smoke gradually blurred Rum's cheeks, blocking his vision.

"This is the information that should be provided and the action map of the abnormal personnel of the public security at that time."

"........."

Rum squinted, flipping through the documents handed over by his subordinates, and remained silent.

After a while, his eyelids twitched: "Let Bourbon come and see me."

"Yes."

The man in black retreated and closed the door of the study with his hands.

"click"

The sound of locking the door was particularly clear in this lonely room. Atsuto Yamashita, followed by Miwako Sato, sat down in front of Jun Harada.

"See you again, Mr. Harada." Miwako Sato greeted him with a smile while holding several documents.

"Yamashita-kun, I need an explanation, an explanation for breaking into my house and taking me away forcibly." Ignoring the police officer of the search section [-] who was obviously a deputy, Jun Harada looked directly at Atsuto Yamashita with unkind eyes.

"To be honest, I'm very disappointed in you, Uncle Harada."

Atsuto Yamashita flipped through the documents on the table, opened them together and pushed them in front of Harada Jun: "This is the last time I will call you that, next, please explain to me what these arrears are about? "

"..." The moment Harada Jun saw the account data on the document, his heart shuddered, and he pursed his lips tightly and stopped talking.

"Don't be like this, you should know that financial crime is not under my control, and I'm not interested in it, homicide is my jurisdiction."

Seeing that Jun Harada closed his mouth, Atsuto Yamashita leaned on the backrest unhurriedly and tapped his index finger on the table: "So, what I want to know is, why do you owe such a huge sum of money with your income level?" Debt, so that you have to start embezzling the company's public funds instead of asking Mr. Hongyi for help."

"...I asked for a lawyer."

After a long silence, Jun Harada looked up at Atsuto Yamashita, and made a request that had never been raised before: "Until my lawyer arrives, I will not—"

"Think about it carefully, Harada Jun. Now if you tell the truth about everything, there may be a chance to save and even make a contribution. Otherwise, do you believe that I will directly add an obstruction of justice to your crime and let you sit in prison?"

Atsuto Yamashita had a gloomy face, he bent his right index finger and knocked loudly on the table, Miwako Sato, who was sitting beside him and was in charge of recording, paused and pretended he didn't hear it.

"I didn't kill anyone, so why do you say I obstructed justice?" Junki Harada, who had never been threatened by a policeman before, laughed back: "Yamashita-kun, don't forget who helped you simulate the law exam , I am now just exercising my rights, which I deserve as a Japanese citizen."

"What about your family?" Atsuto Yamashita asked blankly, Harada Jun's tone froze, and he fell silent for an instant.

"Now all the evidence is leading you to be the murderer, if you don't want them to be judged for the rest of their lives!

If you don't want Mr. Hiroki to humiliate you and even kneel down to beg for you at an old age, risking your bones falling apart, then explain everything honestly and don't hide anything! "

Atsuto Yamashita patted the table, saying every word to his heart: "At that time, your wife and daughter will hate you for the rest of their lives, and even Mr. Hiroki's body may be angered by you! Your home—"

"Las Vegas."

Harada Jun rubbed his forehead irritably, lowered his head and interrupted the "blueprint" drawn by Yamashita Atsuto: "I went to the casino with Emi, and I lost a lot of money, and even lost all her savings." gone."

Miwako Sato's eyes lit up, knowing that this was a sign that the suspect's psychological defense line had been breached, and began to record without hesitation.

"When did this happen?"

"More than half a year ago, about seven months. At that time, my investment just started to lose money, so Huimei said to take me to Las Vegas to relax.

You know, for a person who loses money every day, the temptation to win money is simply irresistible. Harada Jun slumped on the chair, staring up at the ceiling with loose eyes: "Three days, it took me only three days to win everything."After that I floated, and I started losing control of myself.Emi saw that something was wrong with me, and immediately said that she would take me away. "

"You refused?" Atsuto Yamashita rubbed the edge of his lips and guided him in a timely manner.

"No, I agreed, because I love her and don't want to make her sad."

Harada Jun had a bitter face, full of remorse: "But the taste of winning money keeps me awake at night, especially when my investment losses are increasing day by day, I want to win back all the money I lost from the casino. So I borrowed I made several trips to Las Vegas under the guise of business trips, but it was clear that my luck was over.

I no longer win more and lose less, but win less and lose more.

But the more I lose, the more I win, and the more I lose, the more I lose even the investment savings that Huimei entrusted to me for safekeeping. The final result is that the deficit has become so large that I can't make up for it alone. . "

"So you remembered that Emi Yukimura still has personal accident insurance." Miwako Sato asked with a cold face.

"Don't dig a hole for me, ma'am, I'm afraid you were still in kindergarten when I was playing word games." Jun Harada, who seemed so excited that he lost his mind, glanced at Miwako Sato, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "Use your brain to do a good job." Think about it, if I really wanted to kill people and cheat insurance, why did I choose the bathroom at the airport?"

After saying that, he raised his right hand and pointed at Atsushi Yamashita: "That's why he said that I can do crime and meritorious deeds, because from the beginning to the end he didn't believe that I would be stupid enough to kill people in this kind of place."

"No, I believe it." Atsuto Yamashita smiled at Harada Jun, and stretched out his hand to press down his index finger pointing at him: "Besides, I can't decide what to do with crimes and meritorious deeds."

"?" Harada Jun's sarcasm gradually subsided: "Atsuto Yamashita?"

"Don't be like this, you should know that financial crime is not under my control, and I'm not interested in it, homicide is my jurisdiction."

Atsuto Yamashita stood up with a smile, and repeated what he had just said when he entered the interrogation room.

Want to use him to set out and fulfill the so-called police promise of committing crimes and meritorious service in order to mitigate the crime for yourself?

how is this possible.

"A man from the bottom of the mountain!"

"Uncle Harada, stay here with good food and drink." Atsuto Yamashita, who had put on his suit, turned and left. Miwako Sato, who had reacted, looked back at Jun Harada, who was clenched his fists. The latter was obviously really angry.

"At the foot of the mountain, it should be more difficult for us to check on the Las Vegas side."

"It's okay, I have friends."

Atsushi Yamashita laughed.

As Harada Jun said, from the very beginning, he never believed that someone would commit murder in the airport toilet to cheat insurance.

He has always suspected that someone else killed Yukimura Emi and blamed Harada Jun for the crime.

And Las Vegas, which was asked this time, is obviously a place that is very likely to offend people.

..................................................................

"Ring bell bell!"

"Hello? Officer Yamashita?"

Late at night, in a high-end apartment in Tokyo.

FBI agent Judy Stein, who had just finished a video call with her boss, James, received a rare call from a detective from the Metropolitan Police Department, Yamashita Atsuto: "It's so late, what can I do for you?"

"After I arrested your people before, I let them go again for your sake, right? Investigator Judy?" Atsuto Yamashita's unique ruffian tone made Judy frown.

"What does Officer Yamashita want me to do?"

"Use your network to help me find two people in Las Vegas. One Japanese name is Harada Jun and the other is Yukimura Emi. I will send their photos to your email later."

"Officer Yamashita, this has violated—"

"I thought we were already good partners who could work closely together, Investigator Judy." Disappointment was evident in Atsuto Yamashita's voice.

Judy couldn't help pinching the phone tightly, and the lens under the light reflected an inexplicable light: "Of course, we are good partners who are friendly and helpful."

"Good brother, waiting for your good news."

"…………"

Judy, who hung up the phone silently, wanted to hit someone.

Brothers?

Who do you call a good brother?

Construction floor tiles will be updated tomorrow

Because I am currently unemployed, I was dragged by my dad to help him at the construction site. I thought it would be over yesterday, but it has been until today.

Whoring me for such a long time of labor, the final reward is a bowl of fried rice noodles and a barbecue for me to work together to deal with it...

True dear father.

After tonight, Yangjian will be updated, no need to stay up late~

Chapter 430 IX There Are Ghosts, Suspend the Transaction

"What did you say? Atsushi Yamashita asked you for help?"

Late at night, in a silent apartment, the man holding the phone close to his ear frowned slightly, listening to the description coming from the other end of the receiver.