Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 3796 3810 [New Gun Acquired]

Unlike Inspector Shiratori, Conan believes he knows more of the truth: for example, the kidnapper on the ground is definitely not Jiang Xia's friend—he is clearly a real kidnapper!

“I remember Jiang Xia wanted to use him to lure out the other accomplices, but a murder occurred along the way, disrupting the plan. Unexpectedly, by sheer chance, this suspicious guy ended up in the hands of the police again.”

"If this is someone from the Black Organization... then the police can follow the trail and arrest some of his colleagues. If some of those colleagues happen to be high-ranking members, they can then extend the investigation outwards from those high-ranking members until they take down the entire organization!"

A fake elementary school student, who had been knocked unconscious and poisoned by the Black Organization, stroked his chin and couldn't help but reveal an extremely sinister smile.

Hashimoto Maya, hiding in the distance: "..." How could an elementary school student show such a terrifying expression? Although she had known for a long time that this kid was cunning, she still couldn't help but be shocked every time she saw it with her own eyes.

Next to Conan, Officer Shiratori didn't notice the enthusiastic elementary school student's expression—given his height, it was indeed a bit difficult for him to see the face of a child who wasn't even as tall as his legs in the dim light of the night.

Therefore, upon hearing Conan's suggestion, Inspector Shiratori thought for a moment and finally nodded: "The situation by the lake is strange; we should indeed ask him about it. Also..."

He glanced at the unconscious informant with a hostile expression: even if this guy was joking with Jiang Xia and wasn't a real kidnapper, he had still caused trouble for the great operation of the "Sato Miwako Defense Line". If Jiang Xia hadn't noticed the situation in time and sent a message to inform them, the Sato Miwako Defense Line might have collapsed during the day.

Looking at it this way, this kid is absolutely wicked! He deserves to be sent to the Metropolitan Police Department to learn a lesson.

"Take him away!" Officer Shiratori waved his hand, and his men put the informant into the car.

Seeing this, Hashimoto Maya silently held her breath, trying her best to pretend that she was an inconspicuous blade of grass in the bushes, afraid that she would be caught up in the fight between the gods in front of her.

After asking about what happened during the day, Sato Miwako belatedly realized with a sigh: while she, Matsu, and Mr. Kurosawa were enjoying themselves, so many things actually happened at the amusement park. It's really...

"Ok?"

and many more.

Sato Miwako belatedly realized something, looked left and right, and blurted out, "Where's Matsuda!"

"Matsuda?" The officers from the First Investigation Division turned around with her, looking here and there, and then said in unison, "We didn't see him. He must have left."

This is a lie.

It's true that the kid left, but it's false that they didn't see him.

Actually, when Officer Sato was drawn to the commotion by the lake, they saw the curly-haired man look down at his phone, then leave as if something was wrong.

Watching this scene unfold...

The officers all pretended not to see anything, and no one suggested taking the curly-haired man back to the Metropolitan Police Department for questioning.

The reason they tried so hard to get rid of the person when the incident happened at the confectionery museum during the day was because Officer Sato was on a date with that curly-haired guy—only by bringing the curly-haired guy back to the Metropolitan Police Department could they break this awful meeting.

Now, it's getting late, and the amusement park is about to close. If they take Curly back to the Metropolitan Police Department for questioning, and after the questioning, Officer Sato offers to drive him home, and on the way they talk about the romantic moments of the evening, they end up going to the same house together…

This is terrifying!! This would be a devastating blow to Sato Miwako's defenses, no less than a nuclear attack. We absolutely cannot allow this to happen!
Therefore, when they saw the nuclear bomber leaving, no one stopped him. Instead, they watched him leave with great anticipation, and even felt a faint sense of gratitude.

……

In the distance, behind a building.

Matsuda Jinpei hadn't actually gone far. Once he was out of the police's sight, he stopped as instructed by his spiritual medium master.

Not long after, with a series of furtive commotions, Hashimoto Maya appeared out of nowhere. He jogged up to the man in black and respectfully handed him a pistol.

“This is what that drug dealer dropped in the stands just now,” Hashimoto Maya explained humbly. “I’ve been looking for the right moment for this gun to appear, but I’m sorry, I’m too slow and haven’t been able to find the perfect opportunity, so…”

So, what do you think we should do with this pistol? Or could you give us some instructions?
Although suddenly saying such things to her boss might sound like an admission of incompetence, Hashimoto Maya squatted in the woods for a long time, weighing her options, and ultimately decided that it was better to honestly admit her failure than to pretend to know everything and recklessly charge in with a gun.

As his words fell silent, a profound silence descended from the shadows.

"..." Hashimoto Maya lowered her head and dared not utter a sound, wishing she could hide in the soil like the mushroom under the tree roots next to her.

He couldn't help but imagine all sorts of little scenarios playing out in his mind, like Lord Uzo suddenly chuckling, taking the gun and pointing it at his head, saying something like, "Since you can't find the right moment to appear, then you might as well leave the stage like this..."

Click.

The sound of a gun being cocked.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a chill between my eyebrows.

...The pistol was really pointed at me!

Hashimoto Maya's hair stood on end. Countless thoughts raced through his mind, but his body remained stiff and unable to move. After an unknown amount of time, when he was breaking out in a cold sweat, Uzo chuckled softly, put away his pistol, and turned to leave.

"..."

As his figure disappeared into the shadows, Hashimoto Maya's legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to her knees like the prisoners.

Fortunately, he quickly realized that the action was unlucky, so he straightened up again.

"Lord Uzo is indeed very dissatisfied with my actions today..." Hashimoto Maya pondered anxiously, "However, it seems that he is not so dissatisfied as to shoot me dead yet."

This initially relieved him, but then he felt something was amiss: upon closer reflection, Lord Uzo had never liked killing people with his own hands. So, was his action just now a joke played on his subordinate, or a death omen tinged with discontent?
Or perhaps Uzo guessed what he was thinking and simply played along with his act with interest?
In just a few short seconds, Hashimoto Maya's mind was practically exploding with thoughts.

……

In the distance, Matsuda Jinpei, who had completely disappeared into the shadows, glanced back at him, then looked down and touched the pistol in his pocket.

Just as the psychic master had said, this way of recovering the pistol was much more classy—for example, right now, Hashimoto Maya was so preoccupied with other things that she had completely forgotten about where the gun was.