After COS real people crossed, they tried to cover their vests to save their lives

The sun gradually climbed directly overhead.

The scene of the case is far away from the city center, located in an empty wasteland backed by a construction site. A few years ago, the old block was demolished and reorganized and moved to other places. For some reason, this swimming pool has been preserved.

There is no vegetation around to cool down, and the wind blows over with residual sultry dryness, and you can't feel the crispness of autumn at all.

Zhenzhen noticed that the graduate student of Toto University, who is currently living in the Kudo house next to Dr. Ali's house, and the FBI, who had failed to organize undercover activities and could only hide his identity, also came.

When Okiya Subaru looked at him just now, it seemed that there was an aura collision, and he opened his eyes.

This is a strange statement, but it is true that the other party deliberately squinted his eyes.

Asking the policewoman to take away the girl who was trying to get close to her, Zhenren decisively chose to leave this place of right and wrong, and turned his head to signal the police officer Mu Mu to take the body back for an autopsy to further screen the cause of death, and investigate and verify the motive of the deceased by the way.

Watching the blue-haired policeman walk away without false words, Edogawa Conan pondered for a few seconds. The other party's name was "Hatomi Sanada", and his appearance was exactly the same as that of the eyewitness in a previous case.

Even the sound is very similar.

The eyewitness "Makoto Ito" seems to be related to the coffee shop clerk who is suspected of being a member of the organization Bourbon.

People with similar looks may always be found in the world, but they will not be completely copied except for twins.

The Metropolitan Police Department has a threshold. Makoto Ito, who has been in jail for several times on the edge of breaking the law all the year round, can't get in. Conan felt a little strange and asked Sanada Hatomi if he had an older brother or younger brother, but the Sanada detective ignored him at all.

Although Detective Sanada is indifferent, whether it is the feelings that Edogawa Conan has come into contact with occasionally during this period of time, or the evaluation of other police colleagues, he is a good person who is meticulous, dedicated, comprehensive and powerful.

Edogawa Conan had no other guesses before, but just now...

Haibara took the initiative to walk towards Hatomi Sanada, as if stepping into an abyss.

...the organization?

"Mr. Okiya, do you know Detective Sanada just now?"

They walked to the police car parked outside, and then they had to take notes. Haibara Ai was not in a good state, and Edogawa Conan asked the FBI beside him who had been in the black organization for a long time.

Okiya Subaru's highly recognizable eyes opened and then closed again.

"do not know."

Knowing what the detective wanted to ask, he lowered his voice: "He's not Bourbon...but he's definitely from there."

People who have been on the verge of death all year round can smell the smell of their own kind.

Sanada Hatomi's aura reminded Okiya Subaru of the organization's silver-haired killer, even more unpredictable than Gin.

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The real person went to the place where the deceased lived, a group rented building with a bad environment, very close to the street where he had asked someone to introduce him to join the black organization, the law and order was not good and there were hooligans everywhere, so the rent was very high. moving.

I searched the room and found many lottery tickets neatly stacked in the drawer, as well as a few IOUs with fingerprints on them.

There was blood-stained gauze in the garbage basket in the room, which was the same kind as the deceased.

Inquiring about the person who shared the rent with him, he learned that the deceased "Tai Kurokawa" had suddenly become obsessed with gambling after half a year ago, when his promising job had taken a turn for the worse. It was chopped off by debt collectors.

This stimulation seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. After shutting himself in the room for a whole day, he carried a bag and went out early this morning as if he was going to do something big.

There is a normal curse smell in the rental house, which is quite strong.

After returning to the Metropolitan Police Department, the autopsy report also came out, and it was confirmed that [the kidnapper Kurokawa Tai died of accidental drowning].

Kurokawa Tai is a door-to-door plumbing service. He once went to Dr. Ali’s house to repair the sewer pipes corroded by experimental substances. The motive for kidnapping the child was to extort money. The accident and the hostages were fine. The case can almost be closed.

"Why not just strangle him or use other methods of harm, but climb to a high place to install a bomb?"

"Regarding this, I found out that Kurokawa Tai lived in that demolished block for a while, and maybe something happened that made him want to destroy that swimming pool..."

Takagi She and Sanada Hato met halfway through the discussion of the case, Wu Zang Temple suddenly protested, he rubbed his belly and remembered that it was already afternoon.

"Sanada-kun, do you want to come together—"

"Officer Sanada!"

Someone came up behind him and said that there was another bad case of bank robbers holding hostages with guns in the jurisdiction.

The real person said helplessly to Gao Mu: "It seems that it will only be next time."

Takagi Wataru patted the shoulder of a dedicated and excellent criminal policeman with emotion.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

—

The next few cases were not difficult to deal with, just need to beat the prisoner down, simple and direct is the best protection for brain cells.

The real person returned home after a day's work, sent emails and wailed tiredly, and got a ruthless message from the system [Quick wash and sleep].

After taking a shower, he slumped on the bed wearing loose pajamas, thinking that he hadn't logged in to the game for two days. He didn't enjoy playing during the day. He touched the game console and logged in to find someone to fight.

Gojo Satoru installed 24-hour monitoring staff in the guild, so it was convenient for him not to send text messages to urge people to log in.

When it went online, it happened that the guild had an activity to crusade against the devil.

As soon as they formed a team and entered the room, they received a private chat from Gojo Satoru.

[Ji: Why haven't you been online recently. 】

【Ji: What bad things are you doing? 】

【Ji: Cheek resting.jpg】

The real person propped up his elbows and changed to a prone position, with amazing hand speed while controlling the output of the character while typing.

[Holy Sword Judge: Go to work. 】

[Holy Sword Judge: I have never done a single bad thing from the beginning to the end, I am trying my best to shine for the society, smile.jpg]

Even if he committed murder, extortion, extortion, and arms sales, the country allowed him to do it!

The president of the guild over there also sent a message. After the real person replied, he returned to see Wutiao Wuwen asked [I'm curious what you do for work].

The real person twitched his lips and typed with a sly smile.

[Don’t be afraid to say it, I am now a national civil servant. 】

Gojo Satoru: […]

【Ji: Do you rule or disintegrate human beings from within?It is indeed a super imaginary magic spirit that has never been seen before, very smart. 】

[Holy Sword Judge: Hello!They all said that I am a good person! 】

【Ji: Where are you now? Let me tell you how you flatter those politicians? 】

[Holy Sword Judge: Did you listen to me? 】

The real person was choked by Wutiaowu's trash talk without dirty words. After collecting the blood of the demon king and sending it back to the guild station, he became popular. In reality, he just couldn't pay for being almost killed. In the game, he must be dyed. voila.

The guild resident is not a safe map in "Bravemainnd". In addition to losing experience, there is a probability of losing equipment after death.

Even bound equipment will lose durability.

The real person swiped five enlightenments ten times, and lay down three times himself, and finally burst out the clothes of the magician on the opposite side.

His proud words were still left in the input field without sending them out, when he suddenly saw someone on the guild chat interface @自己——

[Holy Sword, when will you marry someone else's girl? 】

???

female?where?

Those onlookers were chatting enthusiastically about this, and the real person turned up with a bewildered expression.

Half a minute later, seeing Gojo Satoru shamelessly post a shy expression on the guild channel, a string called reason broke in his mind.

[Holy Sword Judge: This guy and I are sworn enemies! 】

[Holy Sword Judge: You misunderstood!He is a man! 】

[Ji speaks so softly, and even makes cute expressions and acts like a baby, how could she be a boy? 】

This is the fastest time for the president who has been on the front line of gossip for a long time to type: [Besides, as soon as you enter the guild, Ji will follow in, and as soon as you log in, she will also log in immediately. From this, it can be inferred that you must know each other in private! 】

Reality: "..."

Deepened the understanding of the word nothing to say.

Unable to bear this loss, Wutiao Wu watched the excitement and wanted to add fuel to the fire, so he sent another shy emoticon pack of refusal and welcome. He couldn't bear it and cursed for the first time in his voice:

"Gojo Wu, are you fucking sick?"

Fortunately, Gojo Wu also answered and clarified his voice immediately: "You come to the high school to treat me?"

There was no follow-up to this matter.

It's nothing to type, but after a few words of scolding, I felt something was wrong, and I logged off one after another.

They are all adults who have reached the age of [-] and can drink alcohol.

Still have fun.

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Zhenren is busy with police work and has to prepare for the next police department assessment.

The daily life of the Metropolitan Police Department is much more comfortable than that of the black organization. The colleagues are very friendly and enthusiastic, but occasionally the model workers brought out by the gin have to be set back to the organization to help with a few tasks.

After the second kidnapping case, Edogawa Conan should have guessed that the real person had something to do with the organization, and when he saw him later, he became defensive and stopped talking, fearing that it would be too late for him to hide in secret.

The case came across by chance, and seeing his vigilant expression was inexplicably a good adjustment.

Just when the real person thought that there would be no follow-up to the accidental drowning case of the prisoner last time, another case of the accidental death of the prisoner occurred.

【The burglary murderer Kazuki Nakamura died in an accidental fire】

I have had conflicts with my neighbors for a long time, and after breaking into the house and killing someone, I lit a cigarette. Unfortunately, when I killed the owner who fled to the kitchen, I accidentally broke the gas pipe during the fight, which caused an explosion and fire, which almost burned the entire house. .

Because the body was in the center of the explosion, the damage was so severe that it was almost impossible to distinguish it. The extra charred body was found to be the missing Nakamura Kazuki in the next room until the next day.

The real person was not in charge of that case, but he kept an eye on it and took the time to check it out.

There was a curse aura at the scene, but it was very faint. It should be newly accumulated in the past two days.

Ask the staff of the identification department whether the fingers of the charred corpse are incomplete, and get the conclusion that both hands for lighting cigarettes are almost blown off, and it is impossible to distinguish whether the injuries were injured before death or after death.

This time the case was also closed quickly and did not attract attention.

Soon Zhenren became a public servant in the second month, and he was promoted again.

The achievement of being promoted from inspector general to police department in just two months is unprecedented. Although the Sanada family has no contact, they must have contributed behind the scenes and provided family resources to help.

For example, the week-long overseas study in Hokkaido should not have been his turn some time ago, and he has accumulated qualifications very well.

...

Kanagawa Prefecture.

Yokohama, the administrative and economic center, is somewhere else.

Genichiro Sanada finished his kendo training and went back to his room to pack his tennis bags. Next, he was going to the Rikkai University Tennis Club to participate in a friendly match with other colleges. When he passed by the veranda, he saw a tall and straight old man with his back turned to him.

Holding a piece of paper in his hand, he has read it several times.

"Grandpa, I'm going out."

He knew that his grandfather was watching the recent situation of his little uncle who had been missing for many years and finally found the news.