Chapter 2918 2930 [Evil Gun Thief]
In the mountains near Osaka.
Chizo Ogura stumbled forward, stepping on dead branches and rotten leaves. Panting, he took out his cell phone, tried to steady the shaking screen, and dialed a number.
"I'm at Takehara Cafe right now, and the Osaka police are targeting me for some reason!"
He couldn't find anyone who could help him, so he suddenly had an idea and called a few colleagues who had crossed paths with him before: "I remember you are also stationed in Osaka - help me, help me think of a solution, I can't get caught!"
The person on the other end was stunned. They didn't expect to receive such an explosive phone call in broad daylight.
Listening to Chizo Ogura's anxious tone and the vague voices of the police shouting in the background, he instinctively wanted to distance himself from the matter: "No matter how close we are, we can't be closer than the police chasing you. Why don't you think of a way yourself?"
Ogura Chizo said angrily: "It doesn't matter if I'm caught by the police, but you probably don't want me to give you away."
The person on the other side clicked his tongue, as if lost in thought.
After a moment, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "It is definitely too late to save you now. You will definitely be caught by them."
Ogura Chizo was anxious: "You! You don't think I don't have evidence of your drug trafficking!"
"Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't finished what I'm saying yet." The other person said, "If you're caught, then you're caught. Can't I just find a way to get you away from the police? - Fortunately, you are from Tokyo. Even if you are caught by the Osaka police, you must be escorted back to Tokyo for trial. This is our only chance. Listen carefully to what I'm going to say next..."
"good."
"good."
"Then I'll leave it to you!"
After Chizo Ogura hung up the phone, there was light in his desperate eyes again.
He looked at the river not far away, and took advantage of the bushes between him and the police to throw his phone into the river. Then he lowered his head and ran away from the river.
After crawling and rolling for another hundred meters or so, Chizo Ogura was finally exhausted. His legs went weak and he was held down by the police behind him, his face showing a peaceful expression.
The policeman who was handcuffing him looked at his expression and said, “……?”
Isn't this guy's reaction wrong? He's been arrested, but why is he still so arrogant?
"Behave yourself!" He held the man vigilantly without getting up, waiting for his colleagues behind him to arrive, then he carefully picked up the dangerous man from the ground.
…
"Not bad, not bad. We solved a murder case and caught a fugitive. It's a great harvest today."
Back at the police headquarters, Inspector Otaki patted Jiang Xia's shoulder happily, and patted Hattori Heiji and Conan equally: "Thank you very much, otherwise things wouldn't have gone so smoothly - but next time don't rummage through the suspect's bag, if you meet someone who cares, you might be in trouble."
"Okay!" Conan responded obediently, his smooth answer revealing a kind of skill that never changes.
Hattori Heiji didn't take these seriously. Compared to this detail, he was more concerned about another thing. He asked quietly: "Who is the trading partner of Chizo Ogura, and what about the sniper rifle?"
Inspector Otaki waved his hand and said, "He has no one to trade with. He is seeking refuge here and hopes that all his colleagues will treat him as nothing. As for the gun..."
Inspector Otaki sighed, "Chizo Ogura knew nothing about it. When he heard there was a gun, he looked a little scared. He was probably worried that someone wanted to silence him."
“I asked the forensic police to send the gun for inspection, and they said that the sniper rifle this time was the same as the guns found in the previous times, and did not leave any usable fingerprints.
"But this time, there are some other marks on the gun body - there are impact damage on the gun body, it looks like it was hit by a bullet, and it was the bullet fired by the same hunting rifle used in the murder case. In addition, there are some dragging marks on the gun body, it should have been dragged away and hung on the tree."
Hattori Heiji frowned, feeling his brain heating up: "Could it be that the gun also used fishing line and steel wire, and was part of the murder case? It doesn't feel right, who would use such a good gun to make a mechanism, and..."
He swallowed the second half of the sentence: And this kind of thing doesn't seem to be in line with the style of the Black Organization.
Hattori Heiji thought with a little pain, trying to combine the various anomalies and clues to reconstruct the events that happened in the mountains today.
However, a detective is like a manufacturing machine. If you don't put in the raw materials and just let it run idle, you will never get the desired finished product.
Although this time it cannot be considered an idle run, it is obvious that the raw materials invested in him are not enough for him to complete the current reasoning.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Jiang Xia: If Jiang Xia knew Vodka's true identity, then he would definitely be able to combine what happened today...
Halfway through his thought, Hattori Heiji suddenly became alert. He pinched his thigh hard and forced himself to look away.
Hattori Heiji: "..." What's going on! I finally came across an unsolved puzzle, but my first reaction was to go see Jiang Xia? ——What's the difference between this and the poor student who immediately looked up the answer after seeing the question number!
Besides, can we just talk about the Black Organization? If we are not careful, it will be a coupon for silencing us.
"Hattori Heiji, you've fallen. Flipping the answer is not the way an Osaka detective should think." The famous detective from Kansai warned himself secretly, curbing the shameful idea of taking shortcuts, and turned to Inspector Otaki without looking away:
"Uncle Otaki, when you take the statement, please ask the murderer and her two shop assistants more questions, and of course Chizo Ogura - I always feel that there is another hidden story behind this matter."
Inspector Otaki sighed inwardly: They have already confiscated four guns of unknown origin, how could there be no hidden secrets? But they just can't find out what's going on... Never mind, just agree to it and pretend that the police are doing their best, otherwise if Heiji goes to investigate and gets shot in the back by some gun-wielding lunatic, things will be troublesome.
Thinking of this, he nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, leave it to us."
…
While the police are working diligently to wrap up the cases.
On the other side, Vodka and Calvados quickly ran out of the police's search range.
The surroundings were safe, and Calvados finally came back to his senses. He recovered from the pain of the collision and took two breaths, and suddenly realized something: "Where is my gun?"
Vodka: "..." Your gun? Oh, now it's Uzo's gun. I saw it being dragged away by the cat.
(End of this chapter)
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