Chapter 362
Although at first glance, the newcomer's cold and intimidating aura did resemble Gin's, Ireland quickly realized that the other person was not Gin.
The most obvious difference is that he is shorter than Gin... It is easier to disguise oneself as someone taller than oneself, but it is too difficult to disguise oneself as someone shorter for a long time. Gin will not suffer this injustice.
Most people would hardly notice this height issue because the other person's imposing presence makes them subconsciously perceive the threatening figure as taller than it actually is.
But Ireland is different. He himself is tall, and the person he is impersonating, Matsumoto Kiyotaka, is 1.85 meters tall, while Gin is 1.9 meters tall. If the person he is impersonating is shorter than him, it will be very obvious to him.
Even if the other person wasn't Gin, his demeanor was still completely out of place in the Metropolitan Police Department, as if someone might fall to the ground splattered with blood at any moment as he entered.
Ireland, who diligently disguised himself as the head of the First Investigative Division, can confidently say that he looked more like a policeman than the guy who just walked in.
But then, Ireland stared incredulously at the man he found suspicious, who simply walked into the meeting room as if nothing had happened, while a group of policemen casually surrounded him to greet him...
Holy crap.
Ireland wondered, were these policemen blind? Or was he being overly sensitive?
Could it be that he was thinking about Gin all day and dreaming about it at night, constantly thinking about killing Gin to avenge Pisco, so when he saw this person who reminded him of Gin at first glance, he subconsciously identified with Gin and felt that these police officers should be on high alert?
Perhaps to others who don't know Gin, this person is just a little cold-hearted?
Ireland, who was thinking this, was just wondering if he was overthinking things and was about to observe the reactions of the other police officers who hadn't greeted the newcomer when he suddenly met the man's gaze.
The dark red eyes were like congealed blood, as if some terrifying and bizarre monster resided within them; even a simple glance was enough to send chills down one's spine.
Ireland's back was stiff, and he could even feel sweat slowly trickling down his back.
—No! No! It's not his imagination! This person is very dangerous!
Furthermore, he felt that even if this person wasn't Gin, he must be someone from the organization. Otherwise, why would they be watching him so intently?! They must know that the current Matsumoto Kiyonaga is in disguise, so they've been targeting him ever since!
Not only did they have their eyes on him, they even started walking towards him!
Ireland was sweating profusely amidst the mind-blowing effects of the "halo effect of the black curtain".
Who is this? Why didn't the organization tell him that they sent other people? Is there some kind of conspiracy? Is it a trap set for him?
He knew all too well that Gin loved to settle personal scores under the guise of official business!
During a mission, concealing even a little crucial information can lead to someone's death, and the report won't show any flaws. Not only will the person who died die in vain, but they will also be blamed for being incompetent!
There were people Gin disliked before who died in explosions after missing the evacuation during a mission. He absolutely cannot fall into this trap!
At that moment, Inspector Megure suddenly remarked, "Kanakawa wasn't late after all."
Oh, so that person was Han Chuan.
……etc.
That's Han Chuan?! An unimportant advisor?!
Is it because the organization is preparing to send someone in disguise, who will be considered one of their own, so they're too lazy to write up the information?
We can't just keep it all from him!
Ireland was fuming, trying to figure out who was collecting information for him. But the fact that they were being so perfunctory must mean it was Gin's order. Maybe they were trying to set him up. Gin shouldn't try to shift the blame!
Hanchuan Fukami quickly arrived in front of Ireland.
As he drew closer, Ireland's mind became increasingly active—looking at the other man now, he felt that it might be a trap set by Gin, and it was hard not to have wild thoughts.
Gin must know about the relationship between him and Pisco. Since Gin chose to kill Pisco, he has definitely offended him. To be on the safe side, Gin will definitely try to get rid of him. In any case, if it were him, he would do so.
This person might find an opportunity to stab him in the back, so he needs to be careful.
Ireland didn't know how Matsumoto Kiyonaga and Kazukawa Shinryu usually communicated, but since the other side was one of their own, as long as things looked good on the surface, it should be fine. After all, the other side was also in disguise, and they needed to cover for each other. Their internal strife couldn't happen in front of everyone...
Hanchuan Shenliu extended his hand to him, and Ireland obediently followed suit, assuming that the other wanted to shake hands.
The next second, the tall Irishman was twisted by the wrist and forced to the ground by Han Chuan Shenliu.
Ireland:"……?!?!?!"
He didn't realize what had happened until his head had hit the ground.
Why isn't this going according to plan?! Now they're fighting amongst themselves, aren't they afraid of exposing themselves too?!
Could this person be a die-hard Gin fan, willing to risk their life to help Gin eliminate the enemy?! How foolish!!!
"What's going on...?"
Inspector Megure, standing to the side, was dumbfounded: "Kanakawa, you—"
Perhaps the people in Tokyo were too familiar with and trusted by Sugikawa Shinryu. Even though Sugikawa Shinryu attacked their superior in front of them, they still did not react immediately. They habitually wanted to wait and see, hoping for an explanation later.
But the Tokyo police didn't react. Instead, police from other areas seemed to have finally realized that this was the right thing to do, and they rushed over to help with the incident of this dangerous and suspicious man attacking the supervising officer of the First Investigation Division.
After all, the out-of-town police officers had been suspicious ever since Han Chuan entered the conference hall, and now that their suspicions had finally come true, they were all very excited.
"Manager Matsumoto! Are you alright?"
A group of people rushed over, some trying to stop the cold river's flow, others trying to rescue the administrator.
Strangely enough, Shinryu Hanakawa, who had just seemed intent on killing the supervisor, released his grip without much resistance. Kenji Hagiwara quickly squeezed into the crowd and shouted, "Wait! These are people from our Metropolitan Police Department! There might be a misunderstanding!"
"Do people from your Metropolitan Police Department attack their own people?" The out-of-town police officer was very puzzled and remained on high alert.
If it weren't inconvenient to carry a gun during a meeting, someone might have already drawn their weapon.
Following behind Hanakawa Shinryu, Yamato Kansuke and Hara Yui, due to some concerns, did not participate in the chaotic battle. However, they stood on the edge, watching the chaos with awe.
"The quality of Tokyo's police is really..."
They attacked their boss in front of everyone! And no one even stepped in to stop them! It's outrageous!
But what about Suikawa Shinryu? Yamato Kansuke had always found the other party suspicious, but he felt that if Suikawa Shinryu really wanted to do something, he wouldn't use such direct methods! Why would he do it in front of everyone?
Thinking about it this way, one can't help but wonder if there's something wrong with that Matsumoto manager.
...And their Tokyo counterparts are even more outrageous! They're really not picky at all! They'll take anyone!!!
Finally, Kenji Hagiwara squeezed next to Shinryu Kazukawa, panting, and asked, "Shinryu, what happened..."
“He has a problem.” Han Chuan Shenliu, as if he didn’t see the group of out-of-town colleagues staring at him menacingly, put his hands back in his pockets and answered leisurely, “I suggest we suspend the meeting and take him out for interrogation first.”
"ha?"
Kenji Hagiwara pressed his temples, his head throbbing: "If the manager had a problem, he wouldn't have invited you in the first place! Wouldn't it be better to avoid you?"
Although he had acted swiftly just now, now Hanchuan Shenliu seemed completely indifferent to what the "Matsumoto Manager" was really like, speaking casually as if he didn't care whether people believed him or not, or what the impact of not believing him would be: "He is not a manager."
Most of the police officers present had no concept of disguise. After all, Kaito Kid was an exception. Most detectives had worked in the field for decades and never encountered a criminal in disguise. At most, they would wear a wig or dress as a woman. Therefore, many of them were not able to react when they heard what Shinryu Hanchuan said.
Conan Edogawa, who was not allowed to enter the meeting room, was able to hear the commotion inside through the listening device placed on Kogoro Mouri because of his frequent interactions with Vermouth and Kaito Kid. He immediately thought of the disguise, but he had no reason to barge in, so he could only wait anxiously outside, hoping that Shinryu Sugikawa could handle it.
—Character customization! If it's a disguise, character customization will confirm it!
Why didn't Mr. Hanchuan mention something so simple? What kind of twisted sense of humor is that?!
Conan Edogawa is confused.
Ireland is even more confused.
He still doesn't understand why a rational accomplice would do such a thing—not to mention that he wasn't an accomplice, he gave himself away without saying a word!
If she hadn't known all along, how could she have immediately recognized that he wasn't the real person? Vermouth's disguise technique couldn't possibly be wrong; so many people, even Matsumoto Kiyonaga's acquaintances, hadn't noticed!
"Grab him!" Ireland knew he couldn't stay here any longer; once things calmed down, his identity would definitely be exposed. He could only try to create more chaos to see if he could escape. "He's suspicious!"
Han Chuan Shenliu remained calm, seemingly unconcerned about Ireland's accusations, and simply said, "You're not even used to calling me by my name."
Tokyo police also joined the effort to maintain order, but they were caught between Shinryu Sakkawa and their superiors, so they could only give Kenji Hagiwara a look and tell him to ask.
Without them reminding him, Kenji Hagiwara kept asking questions whenever he had the chance, but it was too chaotic just now, and he wasn't sure if Shinryu Suikawa had heard him or if he was in the mood to explain.
Ireland was also surprised that Hanchuan Shenliu did not defend himself and let the situation tilt in his favor. So after being helped up, he quietly moved towards the window, while reaching for his lower back, intending to take out the gun he had secretly brought in and take some hostages if necessary.
Then his hand froze.
Where's his gun?
Ireland quickly reviewed what had just happened... Could it be that the guy stole it?
Just then, one of the policemen who had helped him up earlier suddenly asked, "Matsumoto, what happened to your face?"
The sound wasn't loud, but it quickly attracted the attention of those around.
More people are looking at Ireland's face.
Han Chuan Shenliu: "His disguise has been exposed."
Ireland's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he loudly questioned in an attempt to muddy the waters: "He's also in disguise!"
Then, taking advantage of the fact that many people couldn't resist looking at Hanchuan Shenliu, he turned around and jumped out of the window.
This is only the second floor; there's a buffer zone below. After Ireland landed safely, he immediately ran towards the parking lot to try and steal the car while calling Cohen, whom he believed was definitely not in cahoots with Gin.
"Ireland?" Cohen answered the phone with a puzzled look. "The meeting's over already?"
"No, I've been exposed. Come and get me! Gin did it on purpose—"
The next second, Ireland's phone was shot through.
He looked up abruptly and saw Han Chuan Shenliu standing by the window he had just jumped out of, holding the gun he had snatched from his hand, being pulled back by others.
You can vaguely hear someone screaming as if they're collapsing.
"Where did you get this gun from?!"
The meeting room was in chaos again.
After watching a group of people wrest the gun back from Hanchuan Shenliu, the two policemen from Nagano fell into a long silence.
What the hell is going on? First, a supervisor was impersonated, then an off-duty police officer opened fire without warning, and everyone else is only focusing on where the gun came from. It seems like this kind of thing happens all the time...
The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has become something they can't understand at all!
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My update schedule has been quite irregular lately; I'm so busy and tired every day...
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Ireland: How could anyone tell at a glance that I'm not the real person? They must have known all along. They must be one of our own. Gin is definitely up to something!
Gin: ...
Ireland: No matter what, it's impossible to do it in front of everyone...
Han Chuan: Hello
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