MTL - How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police-Chapter 14 Visit 1

"Officer Xinhai, you went too far today! You didn't even report to the police station and acted alone. If the police on the line hadn't reported it to the Mumu police department, we wouldn't have known that you received a call from a criminal." Sitting in the driver's seat Shiratori on the board started the car and rebuked angrily.

Of course, he had to act alone. If he really reported it, how could the police station let him run to the tower alone.

"At that time, there was a young woman on the other side of the phone. It seemed that a bomb had been planted on her body. The prisoner threatened me that I had to go alone and that I could not share this information with others. Special circumstances, special response, for the safety of the hostages, I can only do this. ."

-of course not. The prisoner never said such a thing at all. The prisoner wished that all the police would be helpless under the Tokyo Tower. But he and the prisoner were the only ones who knew the content of the call, so it wasn't just him.

"Speaking of which, shouldn't it be a woman who was originally bound? Why did you become Conan-kun?"

Xin Haikong changed the subject and looked at Conan with a half-smile.

"Ah! Ha! This ah", Conan touched his head with a guilty conscience. At that time, the hostage was obviously going to be unable to hold it, and he would defuse the bomb again, so he volunteered to replace the hostage, but how to say it.

"That eldest sister, that uncle originally grabbed the eldest sister, but the eldest sister couldn't stand, and the uncle was very angry. I accidentally tripped and fell in front of the uncle, and the uncle caught me." I don't know that Explanation is possible.

Conan turned his head to look at Xin Haikong, the young man's amber eyes stared at him motionlessly, and under the gaze of those deep eyes, he always felt that everything was invisible.

Full of loopholes. And don't you think it's too late to start pretending to be a primary school student?

"It turns out that Conan-kun is very brave, and you can keep calm under such circumstances." Xin Haikong showed a smile mixed with praise, comfort and joy, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his amber eyes shimmered. .

"Speaking of which, thanks to Conan-kun today, we were able to defuse that bomb so smoothly."

Conan recalled the smooth operation when he was defusing the bomb, and his back was cold.

"Ah, it's actually because the Shinichi brother gave me a little experience on how to defuse bombs before."

"Shinichi? Kudo Shinichi? The savior of the Japanese police world, Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era?"

For each title Shinkai said, Conan's sense of social death increased by one point. No way, in order to deceive the Xinhai police officer, I can only use his large size.

"I really didn't expect Conan-kun to know Kudo Shinichi." After enjoying the embarrassed look of the little detective, Xin Haikong thoughtfully changed the topic and reached out and licked the top of Conan's hair. "In any case, thanks to Conan-kun, I did a great job this time. When Conan-kun grows up, he will probably be a good detective."

Appropriately question the identity of the little detective, and let the other party panic, and then you can pick yourself out cleanly.

So how did you end up in the hospital? Simple.

When the two contemporary inheritors of exaggerated comedy Xin Haikong and Conan were playing against each other, Shiratori silently drove the car to the Tokyo Police Hospital. After the car stopped, Xin Haikong discovered this fact.

"Actually, Shiratori, I wasn't hurt..."

"Well, I wasn't injured either... Officer Xinhai was holding me all the time."

"Stop talking nonsense, Officer Xinhai, Officer Matsuda is really angry, if he doesn't see you in the hospital in the end..."

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Inside a ward on the seventh floor of the Tokyo Police Hospital.

Xin Haikong was lying as always, a little worried about Matsuda who was coming soon.

Matsuda is still tracking the prisoner. Although Matsuda Jinhei, who rationally told him that he lacked key information, only relied on the identification of witnesses at the scene, it was difficult to find the disguised prisoner in the vast crowd.

But everything is in case, once the prisoner is caught, it will be difficult to push the bomb from the Tokyo Tower on him. By then, he, who appeared at the explosion site twice, would probably be noticed by some keen people.

Even if he has made second-hand preparations, but who will be one step faster.

"Boom, boom, boom"

There was a knock at the door.

Is it coming so soon? Xin Haikong's heart lifted.

"Please come in."

After the door opened, unexpectedly, a young man with short blond hair and a dark complexion walked in. He was dressed in casual clothes, with a warm smile on his face and a large bouquet of flowers in his arms, obviously - he came prepared.

Amuro Toru.

How could it be him? Xin Haikong knew for a long time that someone would definitely come to visit the doctor, but he didn't expect that the first to come was not Conan's sister Xiaolan, not a colleague of the Metropolitan Police Department, not the already angry Matsuda Jinping, but Amuro Toru?

What is he here for? To visit Conan?

"Mr. Amuro?" Xin Haikong's voice contained a question that was not deliberate, "How did you know we were here?"

How could a waiter in a coffee shop find the hospital the police went to so easily? Obviously, the media, which are as pervasive as flies, haven't had time to find it.

"Ah—actually, I came to the hospital today to visit a sick friend. When I left, I happened to meet the police officer Shiratori who was about to leave. He told me the location of your ward."

Excellent explanation, I'm afraid this guy was standing under the tower when the Tokyo Tower exploded, and it couldn't be easier to track a police car in the area with his driving skills. Just pretend to meet Shiratori Ren Saburo at the door.

"I saw the news on the TV in the hospital hall and was taken aback. Are you all okay?"

The very familiar young man found a seat and sat down, facing Xin Haikong, his purple eyes watched Xin Haikong gently, with a clear purpose. You can even see the worry in his eyes.

Sure enough, he still has a lot to learn in terms of acting.

But why find yourself? What kind of identity do you use to find yourself, whether it is the public security Jiang Gu Ling, or the undercover Bourbon. If it's just Amuro Toru, I'm afraid there's no reason to come looking for him.

Has the Tokyo Tower thing been discovered?

"Brother Anshi, it was the Xinhai police officer who saved me."

"Speaking of which, I'm very curious. How did the Xinhai police officer rescue Conan at that time? It seems that the observation deck blew up when it was a while before twelve o'clock."

"Ah, that's because it wasn't the bomb on Conan's body that was blown up, but the bomb the prisoner had placed on the sixteenth floor. In fact, the bomb on Conan's body, Officer Matsuda has already remotely instructed me to remove it."

Xin Haikong showed an embarrassed expression, "I originally planned to raid the observation deck on the 15th floor from the 16th floor, but I accidentally found that the prisoners had placed bombs on the floors above the observation deck. I tried to Demolition of a bomb, but probably due to lack of skill, not only did it fail to defuse successfully, but it also accelerated the countdown to the bomb. That’s why it exploded when it was ten seconds to twelve.”

Xin Haikong repeated the prepared remarks again, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. Conan didn't find out because after the first two passes, he had a deep filter on him, I wonder if Amuro would suspect—

"Mr. Shinkai means that the Tokyo Tower exploded because from the observation deck, bombs were placed on every floor?"

Still in doubt?

Amuro Toru's gentle purple eyes stared at Xin Haikong, but the stubbornness in his eyes couldn't be ignored. I don't know if Amuro had found out, but he subconsciously asked in a tone of investigating the case.

"Ah, yes, dozens of bombs have been loaded up from the observation deck, and they have been exploding since 12 noon." Xin Haikong fixed his eyes on Amurotou's nose, so that neither need to use Looking directly into the eyes of the other party can give the other party the illusion that they are looking at him.

From the standpoint of a police officer, Amuro's attitude is very doubtful. Just a waiter in a coffee shop, what position does he have to question the police about the case at that time. Xin Haikong's expression became serious, "Does Mr. Amuro have any opinion on this? I am a little concerned about why you care so much about this matter."

"Ahaha, it's not just Brother Amuro who is curious, I am also a little curious."

Mr. Amuro came to ask this matter so eagerly. Could it be that this attack is also related to the organization? Is the bomber a member of the organization? Conan on the side realized that Toru Amuro's question might be related to the organization, and quickly helped to smooth things out.

Xin Haikong glanced at Conan, smiled gently, and continued to look at Toru Amuro. He frantically recalled all the details of the operation in his mind, and what made An Shi suspicious.

The prisoner who suddenly appeared was something he didn't expect, and naturally had nothing to do with him.

Tokyo Tower is a very common landmark.

Notifying the media was only a little earlier and a little more complete. Usually when there is trouble, the media is indeed the fastest.

The car, he drives his own car.

bomb! Xin Haikong opened his eyes unconsciously.

"Ah, actually, I just thought that the sound of the bomb was a little strange. It didn't seem like the bomb I usually saw when I was watching a movie." The blond young man scratched his head casually, as if he was just casually chatting while chatting. to this topic.

Indeed, the bomb he used was a light bomb prepared by the organization, which was small in size and extremely convenient to install. Although the power of one may not be large enough, the destructive power that a whole suitcase of bombs can create is amazing.

More importantly, these weapons are independent of each other and in sufficient numbers, as long as they explode one after another, enough to cover up the sound of wooden warehouses for a period of time.

But because of this, the sound they make when they explode is different from other ordinary bombs. However, when an explosion actually occurs, who will have the leisure to listen to the nuances of the sound of the explosion!

He really hadn't considered that the weapon might be a feature of the organization. He underestimated the strength of the organization, and did not expect that the organization could independently develop weapons. There must be capital for the winery to stand with so many fake wines.

Toru Amuro should have noticed this, so he concluded that the Tokyo Tower incident this time was organized by the organization. Then he must have linked this to the ambush of Matsumoto Zendo two kilometers away.

What level did he think of? Why ask him such a question. Is it stuck in the misunderstanding that the culprit who kidnapped Conan this time is also a member of the organization, or...the object of suspicion has been placed on himself.