Chapter 3491 3503 [Caught Akai? ]
"Actually, we've already called the police. I wonder if you've received any information." Looking at the police captain's flustered expression, the staff member raised his hand and pointed behind him, then spoke carefully, "There's a body on our boat. Do you want to..."
"Corpse?" Inspector Megure repeated the word numbly, hoping for a lucky break. "Was it sudden death, an accident, or suicide by jumping into the sea?"
Staff: “He was murdered!”
Inspector Megure's eyes went dark.
Staff: "But it has been solved by the detective, and the murderer has confessed!"
"!" Inspector Megure's eyes suddenly brightened up again. He looked towards the boat and realized belatedly that his dear brother Jiang Xia was indeed among the guests preparing to disembark.
The case that gave him a headache just thinking about it was actually solved the moment he found out about it. Looking at this reliable high school detective, Inspector Megure, who was busy as a top, almost burst into tears: "Brother Jiang Xia!"
It has to be you!
"Why are you calling Jiang Xia?" At this time, a voice came from the side. Hattori Heiji leaned on the railing and said with a smile, "This case was solved by me."
"Hmm?" Inspector Megure looked closely and saw a dark mass. Combined with the obvious Osaka accent, he immediately recognized the person. "Why are you in Tokyo again?"
He's really a plague god. There are cases wherever he goes. Fortunately, this guy is based in Osaka.
Hattori Heiji: “?” What’s that look in your eyes! You’re treating me differently! You’re treating me differently!
"Ahem!" Although his favorable impression of Tokyo people decreased by one, Hattori Heiji prided himself on being a calm adult who would not waste time on such trivial matters.
He quickly returned to the point, and in front of the police, he nonchalantly exposed the covert organization. "Although the case has been solved, the murderer denies that he orchestrated it. He claims that someone named 'Vermouth' sent him a letter instructing him to use this method to kill people."
Mumu Police Department: "..."
It sounds like a ton of trouble, and sure enough, nothing good ever happens when you meet this Osaka detective.
…
In the distance, in a black Porsche.
Vermouth suddenly turned her head away and sneezed.
She rubbed her nose, wondering suspiciously if Wuzo was talking about her, and raised her head to look at the distant coast.
——There, a spooky ghost ship quietly docked, and guests dressed as ghosts walked down the escalator in fear.
"Before, I was thinking that it would be best if Cool Guy didn't reveal his identity, but if he couldn't help but appear as 'Kudo Shinichi', I would say that I disguised someone as the dead detective to lure Usa aboard for investigation, but now..."
Now she didn't need to make up an excuse, because the "Kudo Shinichi" on the boat tore off his disguise in front of everyone, proving that he was not the "Kudo Shinichi" who was killed by Gin.
While she breathed a sigh of relief, Vermouth also felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
All the scripts she had carefully planned for today were actually all included in Uzo's script - she thought this was a confrontation between the stages, but it turned out that there was no confrontation at all. She was just an unconscious actor who put a lot of effort into performing a play within a play under the director's satisfied gaze.
"Stealing someone from Uzo's clutches is surprisingly difficult..." Vermouth leaned back wearily, feeling a mix of emotions as she silently reflected on today's failure.
"I underestimated my enemy. Although I'd had plenty of encounters with that kid before, he'd rarely focused on me. He'd just throw me in the mix while setting up his own stages.
"So even though I knew he was terrifying, I never felt it too deeply. I subconsciously thought that as long as I planned carefully, I could give him a fight. But now it seems..."
This idea is still too naive, so naive that it makes people laugh.
In addition, speaking of which, there seems to be a person who has been targeted by Uzo's full attention several times, but he survived every time.
Thinking of that blond, dark-skinned face, Vermouth gritted her teeth in annoyance: Looking back, she not only underestimated Uzo this time, but probably also underestimated Bourbon - the complete failure of her plan today was also related to Bourbon, that too self-conscious teammate.
"Although that guy was completely fooled by Uzo, from an outsider's perspective, he looked like a pitiful clown. But if you think about it calmly, Bourbon was able to withstand Uzo's attacks time and time again despite being withheld so much key information..."
In comparison, I, who subconsciously looked down on Bourbon and planned to use him as a useful tool, seemed to be the real clown tonight.
"well……"
Looking at the full moon hanging in the sky, Vermouth leaned back in her seat in a daze, as if her spine had been pulled out.
In the driver's seat, Gin glanced in the rearview mirror, then looked away with satisfaction.
Although I don’t know what this woman, Vermouth, is planning, it seems that this warning was quite successful and she should be well behaved for a while.
As for the other person who deserved a beating—the guy who tricked him into watching a boring tragedy on the tennis court, letting the blade dance repeatedly on the congressman's neck but ultimately not stabbing it...
Should we consider his merits and demerits to offset each other, or should we give him a warning to prevent him from going too far in the future?
A busy organizational cadre tapped the steering wheel, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought for a moment.
Just then, his cell phone vibrated.
Gin came back to his senses, looked down at the screen, and found that it was Vodka calling.
Remembering that Vodka was with Uzo, he answered the call thoughtfully, and then he heard Vodka's excited voice: "Brother, we caught someone!"
Gin: “……?”
…
A few minutes ago.
The cruise ship docked at the shore. While the two detectives were talking to the police, Vodka finally saw an opportunity and quietly ran away from Jiang Xia.
——Just now, he received a call from the rescue team, and they sent a feedback that the "rich second generation who ran away from home" had been rescued and was now in the duty room of the port.
Vodka was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the rescue team could actually catch Shuichi Akai.
"Could it be that he has his limits and won't attack ordinary people, so letting these uninformed people catch him is more efficient?"
After a brief thought, Vodka happily prepared to go and fetch the person, but at this moment, he stopped again.
The organization cadre, who was used to thinking twice before acting, touched his chin and muttered to himself, "That's Akai Shuichi. If I go to find him alone... will I recommend him, or will he recommend me?"
(End of this chapter)
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