Daily life in the world of famous detectives

But it is clear that the organization of this group of gangsters has broken the law...

At this moment, the gate of the prison opened...

"Come out! Line up one by one! Don't mess up!" the prison guard shouted.

Those members looked at each other, not knowing what happened...

"Hurry up! What are you still doing?" The prison guard became impatient.

"Hi, hi..."

"We'll be out right away..."

"Hurry up! Don't keep the officer waiting!"

One of the snoring members was kicked awake...

After waking up, my face was full of bewilderment...

"Are you still in a daze? Get up quickly! The officer has an order!" The partner next to him kicked again, and then trotted forward.

After about a quarter of an hour, members of those violent organizations gathered in one place...

In the end, they were divided into five rows, with about ten people in each row...

At this moment, in the team, someone's eyes flickered a few times...

That man wearing sunglasses with a smile on the corner of his mouth, could it be...

"Matsuda Police Department, I'll leave it to you..." The prison guard saluted.

Matsuda smiled and nodded, then gestured to Tomi beside him...

Deng Mi understood, took a few steps forward, and said loudly to the team: "Start from the front in a while, and leave fingerprints one by one, don't press too much, don't press too little, understand!"

"Understood!!!" Although everyone was a little puzzled, they still responded loudly.

Next, everything is going in order...

As for Matsuda, he leaned lazily on the chair...

Tch, if it wasn't for someone, he would come to this place when he was idle and bored...

Seeing this scene, the corners of the police officers standing on both sides couldn't help but twitch...

It turned out that their previous guess was correct...

At this moment, a man with a tattoo on his arm and a bare head suddenly left the team and ran towards Matsuda...

The police officers on both sides of Matsuda were stunned for a moment, then immediately took out their pistols...

"Don't, don't, I just want to tell Officer Matsuda something..." The bald man raised his hand, and sweat gradually flowed from his head.

Up to now, only Daizuo has done meritorious service...

"Oh? What do you want from me?" Matsuda waved his hand back and asked with great interest.

The two police officers looked at each other and retracted their pistols...

Even so, their bodies were still tense, and they did not relax their vigilance...

"If I tell everything I know, can my sentence be reduced?" the bald man said bluntly.

"That's natural..." Matsuda nodded.

The bald man frowned, and finally let go of the hanging heart...

"Baldhead, haven't you always been stubborn before?" The prison guard clapped the baton in his hand and asked in surprise.

"Among the police, I only believe Officer Matsuda's words..." the bald man said flatly.

Matsuda frowned, but didn't speak...

The prison guard looked at the bald man, then at Matsuda, and couldn't help sighing...

In fact, the so-called gangsters, the water inside is very deep...

Behind some illegal transactions such as gambling and prostitution, there are people from the police circle as a cover...

Now that you have accepted the bribe, you can turn a blind eye to some things...

And once this famous police department is also involved, then some people should weigh it...

Seeing the bald man who was taken down, and the remaining members of the organization, I felt a pang of regret...

If I had known that the person in front of me was the legendary Matsuda police officer...

So what are they waiting for?

I must have said what was in my heart long ago...

After returning to the Metropolitan Police Department, the results of the investigation slowly came out...

By comparison, none of the fingerprints match...

Matsuda looked at the report in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, ready to start planning...

"Moshi, Moshi, senior Maori?"

"Moshi Moshi, Teraoka-senpai?"

After hanging up the phone, Matsuda looked at his watch...

Well, give that kid plenty of time...

just go later...

===Chapter 124 Adding one class to knowing the law and breaking the law===

Teraoka

"Maori, I didn't expect Matsuda to call you here too, come here, please sit down..."

"Excuse me, senior. To be honest, I don't know what kind of medicine Matsuda sells in his gourd..." Mao Li sat on the sofa with some embarrassment.

"Nah~ Obasan, there is a TV I want to watch right now..." Conan stretched out his small hand and tugged at the skirt of the woman.

"Go to the guest room on the second floor, there happens to be a TV there..." the woman laughed.

"Good!" Conan's face was full of joy, this trick is still good, it has been tried repeatedly.

In the living room on the second floor

"Masque kick!"

Looking at the picture on the screen, Conan raised his right fist and kept cheering...

"Conan, this is juice." The woman put the cup full of drink on the tatami.

"Thank you, auntie!" Conan picked up the cup and took a sip.

"You're welcome, if there is a chance, I hope you and Xiaolan can come and stay for a few days!" The woman said with a smile on her face.

"Hmm!" Conan nodded his head.

After the woman left, Conan withdrew his smile...

He quietly came to Mr. Teraoka's room and started the investigation...

After all, no one would suspect that a child...

Not long after, a Lamborghini parked outside the door...

Conan heard the voice, stood on tiptoe, and slowly came to the window...

When he saw the man, he made an "OK" gesture with his right hand...

Matsuda nodded, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth...

Sure enough, it's good to be cute and pass the test...

In the living room, everyone sat down, and Matsuda simply cut to the chase...

"Senior Teraoka, in fact, you were the one who killed Matsuyama..."

"Nani?!" Everyone was shocked.

Teraoka's expression changed, but he didn't speak...

"Kid Matsuda, what are you talking about? Senior, how could it be possible..." To say the one who didn't believe it the most, it must be Kogoro Mori, after all, he has always been the senior he respects the most.

Just when the uncle was about to say something, Conan's eyelids dropped, and his backhand was a needle...

Well, it's still faster this way...

Matsuda twitched the corner of his mouth, another needle...

"Actually, Senior Teraoka knocked Matsuyama out after meeting him..."

"...then put his hand on the gun, aimed it at the heart, and finally pulled the trigger..."

"...this creates the illusion of a shot being fired..."

Matsuda coughed lightly, and continued to reason...

"Matsuda, is there any evidence for what you said?" Teraoka asked with a strong smile.

At this time, the sleeping Kogoro spoke...

"Although I also believe in seniors, facts speak louder than words. I will just talk about a few suspicious places..."

"First of all, you have been paying attention to the time from time to time, why? That's because you know that a call will come in a while..."

"Secondly, when you were talking on the phone, your voice suddenly became louder. Why? That's because you want to attract my attention..."

"Furthermore, you were obviously in a hurry to go there at that time, but when I wanted to go with you, you stopped on purpose to stop me, and even told the contents of the phone call..."

"Why? That's because you had contact with Matsuyama as early as the day before yesterday..."

"During the day, even though I went with Senior, you were the only one who saw Songshan..."

"This is what you have always insisted on, because two people together will destroy your plan. I just need to prove it to you outside, right, senior?"

Teraoka was left speechless by the question, and sweat gradually flowed from his head...

"Proof?" Xiaolan asked in confusion.

"That's the most important point. In fact, he went there with a pistol at that time. As for where to hide it, it should be at the ankle..." Matsuda curled his lips. As a senior, it is shameful to use a junior!

"These are just your guesses. Is there any evidence?" Teraoka quibbled.

"Actually, three fingerprints were detected on that gun..." Matsuda said the result of the test.

"Three?!" Teraoka's eyes widened, and he couldn't hide the panic on his face.

"Two of them belonged to Teraoka-senpai and Matsuyama. As for the third one, I checked with members of those violent organizations one by one, but none of them fit..."

"Then whose fingerprint is this third?"

Speaking of which, Matsuda's eyes suddenly turned to Mrs. Teraoka, the meaning of which is self-evident...

"Could it be?!" Teraoka looked at his wife in disbelief.

"That's right, during the day, the reason why Madam kept looking at the window on the second floor was because she was worried that you would bring that gun, and she already knew about it..." Mao Li continued.

"Hehe, so that's how it is..." Teraoka smiled wryly and lowered his head.

"Senior, can you tell me your motivation?" Maori asked.

"I received money, so I had to disclose the police's internal information to them. At the beginning, they didn't give a lot of money, and I only revealed some innocuous things..."

"...But later on, I gradually became paralyzed, and by the time I realized it, it was too late..."

"The day before yesterday, Songshan called me and asked me to prepare money for him, otherwise, I would expose everything, so I made up my mind..."

Teraoka told everything.

"Husband..." Madam couldn't help crying bitterly, covering her face.

Seeing this scene, Xiaolan felt a little uncomfortable...

Conan put away the bowknot voice changer and couldn't help but sigh...

At this moment, Uncle Mao Li woke up and looked around blankly...