"Heizo, this is the investigation report on the murder cases that occurred in Toyonaka City and Makikata City..."
In the spacious and tidy office, a cigarette is quietly burning in a glass jar. Behind the slowly rising white smoke, a hand...
Received two reports.
The middle-aged man in a brown suit, with sharp eyes and short hair said:
"In these two cases, not only were there no witnesses, but the bodies were also found more than ten kilometers away. However..."
“They all have one thing in common.”
"Um..."
Sitting on the office chair, a middle-aged man in a well-fitting black suit and a mustache that stuck like two sharp arrows, picked up the cigarette on the table and took a puff, then said:
"It's the weapon that killed them..."
"good."
The man in the brown suit nodded:
"I don't know if there was any special reason, but the murderer stabbed the wallets in the jacket pockets of the two victims with a knife, which pierced their hearts and killed them."
"This matter..."
The old man's voice was a little low with narrowed eyes:
"Has it been disclosed to the media?"
"No."
After a pause, the man in the brown suit added:
“Regarding the wallet part, it has not been announced…”
"That is to say, the second murder case, which happened a week later, was not committed by an admirer who imitated the person, but..."
The blinding sunlight shone in from the open window, casting a shadow on the squinting man's back, making it difficult to see his expression.
"Serial killings."
"If we take it lightly, it will definitely cause public opinion..."
After sighing, he put out his cigarette, turned to face the window, opened his eyes, and said lightly:
"Yuanshan, you must be careful and don't act rashly."
"Yes, I know, and there is one more thing..."
The man in the brown suit handed over a fax filled with personal information:
"The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department sent a fax this morning..."
"That person is coming to Osaka."
After picking up the fax and taking a look, the squinty-eyed man called Heizo frowned:
"Is that the private investigator who repeatedly refused the police's invitations?"
"Why come to Osaka when you can't just stay in Tokyo and make a name for yourself?"
"According to the news from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department..."
The man in the brown suit said solemnly:
"He is here to track down Kiichiro Numabuchi."
"The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department asked our Osaka Police Headquarters to fully assist him..."
"hehe..."
His beard trembled, his eyes narrowed, and he laughed disdainfully:
"You want all the police officers in Osaka Prefecture to fully support a private detective who is not even a police officer?"
"Baima, he is still old and confused after all..."
"If I were him, I would have arrested this guy long ago. The fact that Kurosawa Jin has been rampant in Tokyo for so long is due to his dereliction of duty!"
The fax was thrown on the table.
He narrowed his eyes, tightened his face, and said seriously:
"Don't worry about him."
"Osaka is not Tokyo. We are not so poor that we need a private detective to help us!"
"But Heizo..."
The man in the brown suit was a little worried:
"After all, this is someone the Metropolitan Police Department has asked us to take care of..."
"If we ignore it, we will inevitably suffer in the future..."
As the saying goes, Beijing officials are three levels higher.
This sentence also applies in Japan.
The Metropolitan Police Department is the headquarters of the Tokyo Police. Although its rank is the same as that of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters, its actual power is much greater.
Besides...
As an official in the Metropolitan Police Department, you often come into contact with officials such as parliamentarians and cabinet ministers. Catching a murderer in Tokyo will also make it easier for people to remember him.
The concerns of the man in the brown suit are not unreasonable.
"Isn't Heiji going to pick up Maori Kogoro today?"
Squinting his eyes, Ping Zang thought for a moment and said:
"Just let him receive that person as well!"
"We can arrange a place for him to stay. If he wants to visit, he can visit. If he wants to investigate, he can investigate. Even if we don't help him, there's no need to make things difficult for him."
"Planning to investigate Kiichiro Numabuchi?"
"Just let him go. If Kiichiro Numabuchi was so easy to catch, how could he be so unpunished and rampant until now?"
Looking at the fax on the table, the man in the brown suit pursed his lips:
"But what if..."
"He wants to intervene in this serial murder case?"
"In what capacity?"
Ping Zang raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in the brown suit, and said in a resounding voice:
"It is our police's duty to handle cases!"
"Private detective, why do you interfere in the case?"
"This is not Tokyo. The number of murders in Osaka is not so high that there is a shortage of manpower."
"Yes, I understand."
Under the sunlight, the man in the brown suit bowed 15 degrees, turned around and walked towards the door.
"Distant mountains."
The voice behind him made him pause.
"He is Kurosawa Jin's subordinate, and cannot be judged by ordinary people..."
"I will never let anyone off easily who dares to go against us!"
Click...
The door closed.
Squinting eyes, Ping Zang opened his eyes and glanced coldly at the fax on the table. In the upper right corner...
The photo of Makoto Sakaki was clearly visible.
.......................
"Conan!"
As Sakaki Makoto and his friends walked out of the crowded Shin-Osaka Station, they heard someone calling Conan's name.
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