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At this time, Echizen walked over slowly like the frightened prime minister.

Takumi patted Echizen on the shoulder.

"The rest is up to you."

"Thank you, if it weren't for you, I would really be finished."

Echizen was still in shock.

"You're welcome, aren't we friends?"

Takumi smiled, moved away, and asked Echizen to communicate with the Prime Minister.

For credit or something, just give it to Echizen, especially when the other party is mentally retarded and easy to fool, give him the credit and let him stand firm in the police headquarters, it will be more convenient for you, isn't it? Of course, rewards or something, you I still have to take it, after all, I have to pay off the debt.

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35. Waiting for you to come back for dinner

"Is this the killer of the Mafia?"

"It looks like a street gangster."

"It really looks like a gangster on the street. No wonder the people in the Fujiwara group want him to join the gang. After all, it's no problem to recruit some gangsters into the gang."

Looking at Shun Cen lying unconscious on the ground with his hands and feet tied, the elite of the elite, the killer of the killers, the ace of the trump cards, Takumi and Conan commented.

"But although we know that he is a mafia, there is no evidence to prove it. Now we can only prove that he is a killer who wants to kidnap the prime minister. If he is misunderstood as a killer of our country, it will be a bit troublesome. Even if Even if the prime minister is rescued, there will still be problems."

"That's really a problem."

"And it's not a small problem."

The killer was caught, but there was no way to prove his identity, because apart from the fact that he had kidnapped the Prime Minister, there was no proof of his identity, that is to say, he did not know what he was people.

All the proofs of the mafia were put on the fake killer who was caught.

So now it can only be said that this person is a kidnapper.

But kidnapping the Prime Minister of Italy is enough for him to drink a pot.

"The misunderstanding must be cleared up. We have to find a way to prove that he is not a local, but a foreigner."

"I'm afraid I can't help you with this matter. The police should take care of this. I'm just a driver."

The rest is the matter of the trial, Takumi doesn't plan to take care of it, just let the police take care of it.

If this kind of person is sent to his hands, no matter how mentally retarded Echizen is, he probably won't let him run away.

"Well... just to be sure, I'll follow along."

Takumi can let go, but Conan can't let go. It seems that in his eyes, the police are really unreliable.

"You're really worried."

"I can't help it. I have had too much contact with the police. They have misunderstood the skills of the killer. I have seen too much."

When Conan spoke, he seemed very weak. It seemed that he had experienced many things.

"Especially this kind of international killer will definitely hide his identity for his own purpose. He will never admit that he is an Italian mafia."

"Then leave it to you."

Takumi agreed with Conan's idea.

As long as Conan proves that the other party is not a local, the kidnapping has nothing to do with the Japanese government, and it will be over perfectly.

In order to prove that this person is the killer, Conan chose to stay there to accompany Echizen in the trial of the person. Should he really be called a detective?

Although it didn't help much in the arrest before, it should be of great help in determining the identity of the other party.

There is no need to confirm that the killer is a mafia, as long as it is determined that the killer is not a local. If he is a foreigner, he will not plunge the two countries into a diplomatic crisis.

Takumi drove the 86 back to Chiba to find Takei.

This was the only thing that made Takumi feel a little regretful in this incident. 86 had just left the repair shop for a few days, and was about to go in again.

The impact on the rear wheel did not cause much damage, but after that, because the car in front had to go all the way forward, and it was still stepping on the accelerator, the front bumper of the car was broken again, not only the bumper, but also the fog lights. Then it crashed and broke. Fortunately, the jumping lights are stored inside during the day, so there is no problem.

So I'm going to find Uncle Takei again, and have a new bumper and fog lights customized.

Fortunately, this time I won't stop halfway through the drive, and I don't need to be in a hurry.

"What did you do again?"

At the repair shop in Chiba City, Takei was speechless when he saw 86 parked in front of his door with his jaw dropped.

"You cornered at a speed of 240 kilometers again?"

"No, not this time, this time the speed didn't reach 200."

Takumi answered seriously.

"And the cornering has nothing to do with the bumper."

"Before you reached 200, you removed the bumper and smashed the fog lights."