Chapter 1274 1282 [Gin: Where are my men? ]
Inspector Otaki: “…” Listen, is this what a police officer should say?
He had meant to rebuke like this.
But he was also worried that his subordinates would ask him back, “What do you think?”
So in the end, Inspector Otaki just cleared his throat nonchalantly: "At present, there is a lack of evidence, so it is difficult to merge the cases. Let's treat these as two cases and investigate them independently. What have you found out about the death in the conveyor belt sushi restaurant this time?"
The young police officer felt that Inspector Otaki didn't understand either, so he cautiously did not ask any further questions.
He flipped through the notebook in his hand and reported: "In addition to the main business of the housekeeping company, my wife seems to be a food writer famous for his sharp comments. The restaurants he recommends are indeed delicious, so he has a good reputation. But correspondingly, the number of customers of the restaurants he badly rated will drop sharply, and some restaurants have even closed down because of this."
Inspector Otaki sighed. It sounded like the deceased must have many enemies, and it would be difficult to screen them. However, "Fortunately, the time of poisoning is very clear. Let's focus on investigating these people in the store first."
After saying that, Inspector Otaki noticed something and looked towards the door.
——This store has a transparent glass door and is not far from the tourist attraction. At this moment, a large group of people gathered outside the door to watch the fun. Upon closer inspection, there were even reporters barging in with cameras.
Inspector Otaki frowned and whispered to his subordinates beside him, "Pull the door curtain first - we can't rule out the possibility that the suspect is among the guests who just left. Don't let them see the details of the case."
The young policeman nodded and hurried over to cover it.
However, the reporters are experienced and their shutter speed is no slower than Mao Lilan's 110 speed.
Things that should and should not be circulated were quickly written into the report and quickly posted on the Internet.
…
A few kilometers away.
Vodka was holding a telescope, carefully observing the people everywhere, looking for the five-person tour group that should be very conspicuous.
But at this moment, a prompt suddenly popped up in the corner of his computer screen, accompanied by a special prompt sound.
As the unique sound came into his ears, Vodka's hand holding the telescope froze, and he couldn't help but glance at the computer.
Gin also withdrew his gaze from outside the car and turned to look over.
Vodka knew him well, and so did he. Gin already knew what this prompt sound meant - Vodka had invented a small program to capture the information. Every time a report on the case related to Jiangxia appeared online, it would be automatically captured by the program and a corresponding prompt would be sent.
Gin: “…” That guy really can’t rest for a moment.
Before leaving, he was still thinking that Wu Zuo had just arrived in Osaka and was unfamiliar with the place. It would take some time for him to plan his so-called murder stage plays, so maybe he could calm down for a while.
However, the situation was not what he had hoped for. It seemed that before coming to Osaka, Uzo had spent a lot of time making his own "travel guide".
When Gin condemned some cadres in his heart for not doing their job.
Next to him, Vodka was fidgeting a little.
On the one hand, he was very curious about what Uzo had done, and he also wanted to know whether the crime scene was far away from him and whether it was possible that innocent colleagues in the organization like himself would be affected.
But on the other hand, Vodka couldn't help but worry that this was Uzo's conspiracy - he was working right now, and if he slacked off and looked at the computer, big brother Gin would think he was "slacking off", which would be bad.
Just as he was struggling with this, Gin put down his telescope, took out his cell phone and opened a web page.
Vodka: “……?”
Could it be that Big Brother... is also paying attention to the same thing?
He felt a little moved and wanted to take a look over there to see what was going on.
But at this moment, a strong murderous intent suddenly rose from Gin, and the phone seemed to be creaking as if it was about to break.
Vodka was shocked: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Isn't it normal for Wuzo to kill passers-by? Big brother should be used to it. Why this time...
Wait, could it be that the environment was unfamiliar this time, and Uzo didn’t plan well, thus exposing himself? !
...Kill him! Kill him now!
Vodka felt delighted, and a trace of pure anticipation emerged in his heart.
However, under his excited gaze, Gin did not draw his gun. Instead, he slowly revealed a sinister sneer and said through gritted teeth: "It seems that he is very dissatisfied with not getting our mission."
Vodka’s smile slowly disappeared: “…” Mission?
...What mission?
…
On the other side, in the sushi restaurant.
Inspector Otaki looked at the store clerk, then at the customers, and instinctively excluded a few high school detectives as suspects.
But speaking of high school students...
Inspector Otaki couldn't help but look at Jiang Xia.
He remembered that this detective solved cases very quickly. With him around, the overtime hours of Tokyo detectives were said to have decreased significantly.
“……”It’s a rare opportunity for this person to come to Osaka, why not try it myself?
With that in mind, Inspector Otaki walked over and asked, imitating the tone of the model inspector who was said to be very good at using detectives: "Brother Jiang Xia, what do you think?"
Jiang Xia looked at him in surprise: he was a little confused for a moment when he suddenly heard an Osaka man speaking in the tone of Inspector Megure, and he imitated it so well.
After a moment, Jiang Xia came to his senses and was about to say something.
But at this moment, his cell phone suddenly vibrated.
...Someone was looking for him. And the phone that was vibrating was the one used exclusively by the organization.
Jiang Xia glanced at the other two detectives and saw that Hattori Heiji and Conan were still wasting their time to look at the body, so he casually dismissed the inspector in front of him: "Sorry, my client called, I'll take it first."
"Oh, okay." The spell failed, and Inspector Otaki was a little disappointed. But he had no choice but to give way and let Jiang Xia go to a quieter place nearby to make a phone call.
At the same time, the burly police inspector suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Hattori Heiji.
Otaki Goro: "..." Come to think of it, it seems that Heiji has always been obsessed with the speed of solving cases.
It's rare that Jiang Xia is held up by other things and can't solve the case in seconds. Maybe this time, Heiji can seize the opportunity to experience the complete process of solving a case and find his love for detective work again?
Thinking of this, Otaki Goro walked among the group of customers and store clerks, intending to see what Hattori would do.
…
Hattori Heiji is indeed working hard to push the progress:
"I just heard that after the deceased had an argument with the store manager, many customers left the store in disappointment. Because the sushi on the conveyor belt had not been consumed, the chef in the kitchen did not make new sushi.
"That is to say, the guests who left beforehand and the staff in the kitchen can be ruled out. The only person who could have poisoned the sushi was the flounder sitting next to the deceased... well, the gentleman in the blue hat, and the lady in pink clothes a few seats to his right. After the quarrel, they continued to eat normally and did not leave, so they had the opportunity to put poison on the plate."
(End of this chapter)
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