Chapter 111
This sudden shout instantly drew the attention of everyone in the store.
The shop was rather old-fashioned and not very big. There was only a row of seats around the kitchen counter. Before the mobile search team entered, there were only three people inside at most.
A middle-aged man, a girl in her early twenties, and a street hustler dressed like a low-budget version of Usaku Saiki.
It has to be said that, with similar color schemes, even if Saiki Usaba wore it, Vodka could only admit that although he himself couldn't quite accept it, there must be some people who thought it was fashionable.
But if you ask anyone about this person's outfit, they will all tell you unequivocally: It's an eyesore!!!
This proves that the difference between temperament and appearance still greatly affects how others perceive you.
In short, if the person sitting here now is the real Usakata Saiki, the other two wouldn't be sitting so far away from him.
Because the store could only seat six people at the moment, and they were sitting so far apart, the three members of the mobile search team who came together were forced to separate. So when Usakabe Saiki walked toward the street thug, the street thug thought that he just wanted him to change seats, and even stood up to offer him his seat.
There's no way around it. People like him, dressed so flashy, with tattoos on their arms that you can see even in short sleeves in the summer, are just small fry who rely on external equipment to intimidate others.
This man, dressed in simple black and white, whose mere glance could send shivers down his spine, who could walk into such a dilapidated shop and instantly fill it with the decadent atmosphere of Las Vegas, is clearly a big shot!
The other two also looked like thugs; one looked fierce, the other had a cold expression—in any case, they were people he couldn't afford to mess with.
So this street urchin didn't even dare to make eye contact with people, and he didn't even want the noodles he hadn't finished eating; he just wanted to pay and leave.
Don't say this is a great opportunity to meet a big shot... Who knows if this person is one of our own or from an enemy organization? Besides, with such a big shot sitting next to him, he can't even eat. He'd better leave quickly!
However, just as he stood up, trying to make way for the big shot, the big shot suddenly grabbed his arm.
This person was already very nervous, and when this action, which was clearly inappropriate between two strangers, occurred, his mind instantly conjured up a series of thoughts: his recent activities had been discovered, and the big boss was after him.
Panic instantly overwhelmed his reason, and almost reflexively he shouted in a broken voice, "What are you going to do?!"
The shop owner looked in the direction of the sound and immediately looked troubled—was this some kind of infighting within a yakuza organization? Could they please not choose his shop...?
Although Officer Shima was also startled, he still felt that Kanakawa Shinryu must have a reason. However, he felt that Kanakawa Shinryu's habit of resorting to violence at the slightest disagreement was really bad. Therefore, he shouted disapprovingly, "Kanakawa!"
He was clearly trying to stop him, but the boss ignored him under the shop owner's expectant gaze. He even twisted his wrist and pinned the street thug to the ground. The angle at which the thug's shoulder was twisted was painful to watch.
"ah--!!!"
The victim screamed, the sound carrying so powerfully it even reached outside the store, startling a passing girl. She glanced into the door, which hadn't been closed yet, and her pace quickened instantly.
Within seconds, Ibuki Ran, whose hearing was better, heard a voice on a phone call fading into the distance amidst the intermittent screams: "Hello? Is this the police? I want to call the police..."
Ibuki Ran immediately remembered how her group had been ridiculed by other groups for a month, and rushed outside: "Wait, don't call the police! I am a police officer!"
However, the girl didn't expect him to actually chase after her. Seeing Ibuki Ran's serious and somewhat fierce expression, and knowing that the Mobile Investigation Team members were all in plainclothes, she didn't believe Ibuki Ran at all. In fact, she became even more frightened and quickened her pace, saying as she ran, "Excuse me, can you come quickly? Someone is impersonating a police officer and is chasing me..."
"Wait, don't run away! You've misunderstood!" Ibuki Ran hurriedly caught up.
Everyone else in the store was dumbfounded.
The girl even moved a little scared and huddled closer to the middle-aged man: "Dad..."
The middle-aged man nervously shielded his daughter, hesitating whether to leave—a sense of justice prevented him from pretending not to see, but his daughter was beside him, and he was afraid that his momentary impulse might hurt her…
"...Don't be afraid, go hide in the bathroom for a bit," the middle-aged man instructed. "Lock it securely!"
After pushing his daughter into the bathroom and confirming that the door was locked, the middle-aged man turned around, intending to say something to the person who had committed the crime in broad daylight.
In just a short while, the street thug was handcuffed, and the young man in the black military-style trench coat, under his gaze, swiftly kicked the man over, then bent down and pulled a gun from the man's pocket.
The middle-aged man, who was about to say something, immediately shut up.
Having a gun and simply shooting someone are completely different things. If this guy had a gun, he would have taken his daughter without saying a word!
Now he's even considering whether he should go into the bathroom to hide himself.
He began to realize that for a fleeting moment, he had almost believed the person who ran out and said "he was a policeman." He was as naive as someone who had just entered the workforce. How could he possibly act like a policeman?
The yakuza are really arrogant these days! They even dare to impersonate police officers!
There are currently three suspicious individuals: one is assaulting someone here, one is chasing after the person who called the police, and one shouted to try to stop them but failed and then ran off to do something unknown. So, when no one was paying attention to him, the shop owner also secretly hid under the counter and called the police.
"Hello, is this the police? I need to report a crime... Someone is assaulting someone in my shop... There's even a gun... The address is... Yes... Please hurry... I'm so worried someone might die..."
At this moment, Ibuki Ran returned. Seeing his depressed look, Hanakawa Shinryu knew that he hadn't explained things clearly and was afraid of scaring people further, so he didn't continue to pursue him.
As soon as Ibuki Ai entered, she paused for a moment upon seeing the gun in Kanagawa Shinryu's hand, then said nervously, "Are you going to shoot again? Shima will really be angry! He won't write your apology this time! ...Wait, where did you get this gun? Did you steal it from the Suminoe Group? Didn't you hand it in?"
The street thugs who had a gun found on them turned pale.
Because he was so nervous, he didn't really hear clearly Ibuki Ai's rapid-fire speech, but he caught the key words, such as "fire," "Suminoe Group," and "stolen."
...Wait, Suminoe Group?!
The street urchin's mind cleared for a moment, and he immediately recalled the relevant intelligence.
The Suminoe Group suffered a huge blow. It was rumored to be a special operation by the police, or that people from other groups had infiltrated to use others as pawns. The rumors were all over the place, and all the people who actually knew the truth were arrested. Nobody knew the real situation... Now, it seems like these few people are the culprits who caused the Suminoe Group to regress by ten years overnight!?
"Big brother! Big brother, although I'm a member of the Nishikawa Group, I'm just a low-level member. If I've offended you in any way, it's all because of orders from higher-ups..."
Upon hearing the use of terms like "Suminoe Gumi" and "Nishikawa Gumi," which were clearly yakuza names, the shop owner and the middle-aged man instinctively shrank further into the corner.
It really is a battle between yakuza! They're so unlucky! Why did they have to choose a ramen shop?! Couldn't they have gone somewhere a little more upscale?!
Han Chuan Shenliu examined the gun with one hand, the gun spinning nimbly on his wrist as if it were his own arm: "It's not mine, it's this guy's. He smells of gunpowder, and two bullets are missing."
Ibuki Ai's expression immediately turned serious: "I see! Does Shima know?"
"I don't know, he must have gone to wait for the radio."
Ibuki Ran panicked slightly: "Right, the radio... I'll go tell Shima!"
Shimo must have a lot of misunderstandings about Hanchuan-kun right now, he needs to go and clear things up quickly! ...Huh? But Shimo actually left Hanchuan-kun here alone and left without asking any questions, isn't that a kind of trust in him?
Ibuki Ran didn't quite understand. Anyway, after saying that, he ran out in a flash without closing the door. The cold winter wind whistled in, and the person lying on the ground felt the coldest. But he only dared to continue begging for mercy and didn't even dare to raise his voice for fear of upsetting someone.
"Brother, the police will be here soon. If they see us like this, we'll both be in trouble. Can we talk this out?"
The young man with deep hair and red eyes, who had been casually playing with the gun in his hand, suddenly twirled the gun and put it in his hand, the muzzle pointing at him as if by accident.
Those dark red eyes, like pools of blood, stared silently at the person on the ground, and asked in a cold tone as if a trigger might be pulled at any moment: "Who do you think I am?"
The street urchin, bewildered and fearful, asked cautiously, "Who...who is it? Someone from the Morishita Group? Someone from the Tatsui Group?...It can't really be the police, can it?"
The other party responded politely and respectfully.
"I'm sorry, but I really am a police officer."
All the terrified people: "...Huh???"
—From the moment you entered the store until now, aside from using polite language, in what way do you look like a police officer? Tell me!
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This shop is from the original manga/anime, "Delicious Ramen Shop".
The father and daughter are the lawyer and his daughter who work here from the original work—so they'll still have a role in the first year of Detective Conan!
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This time, Shima and Ibuki are also being labeled as yakuza members... their reputations are being unfairly damaged.
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