The famous criminal in the world of Conan

Bai Masong was calm and composed, thinking about something in his mind; Amuro Toru still had that sunny smile on his face; Conan had a serious expression on his face, and it was obvious that he had immersed himself in the strange incident involving the cell phone.

Three phone calls with a friendly attitude and then a vicious one. There was no call record, as if he was hiding something. The inexplicable contact number seemed to be a small black dot like a secret code. In addition, according to Azusa Enomoto's description, it seemed that he wanted to hide the mobile phone, but he also wanted others to find it...

What did the original owner of this mobile phone want to do, and what does the mobile phone represent...

"Excuse me..."

A female voice came from outside the door of Poirot Cafe.

When Azusa Enomoto heard the sound, he subconsciously thought that some guests were coming to dine, so he gave Hakubamatsu and the others an apologetic look and walked over to greet them.

However, the people who came in were obviously not guests, because they were wearing standard Metropolitan Police Department uniforms and were Bai Masong's colleagues.

Bai Masong and others also looked over there.

Well, that’s great. We’re not just colleagues, but also old acquaintances.

"Hello, I'm Yumi Miyamoto from the Metropolitan Police Department's Traffic Division, and this is Miike Naeko, also from the Traffic Division. We're here to ask you something today."

Yumi Miyamoto took out her police officer ID and said to Azusa Enomoto.

Azusa Enomoto was slightly stunned. Police?

Why did the police come to my house today? Obviously, nothing happened at the Poirot Cafe.

However, even though Enomoto Azusa thought so, he immediately nodded and said,

"Okay, Officer Miyamoto, please come in and have a seat first."

"Um,"

Yumi Miyamoto nodded, then took Miike Naeko into the Polo Cafe.

As soon as they came in, she and Miike Naeko saw Bai Masong and his group sitting not far from the door of the Poirot Coffee Shop.

"what--"

Yumi Miyamoto was stunned at first, then she smiled.

"Isn't this Officer Baima? Why, you're in the mood for coffee but don't have time to sing karaoke with us?"

Sing Karaoke?

After listening to what Yumi Miyamoto said, Toru Amuro, Azusa Enomoto and Conan were all slightly stunned, but when they thought that Hakuba Matsu and Yumi Miyamoto were both police officers of the Metropolitan Police Department, it was normal for them to know each other.

It was just that Kogoro Mouri was not serious and just laughed twice.

Bai Masong glanced at them speechlessly and was about to speak.

"Eh?"

Yumi Miyamoto glanced at the people around her, a little surprised.

"Miwako didn't come?"

As she spoke, she glared at Bai Masong fiercely.

"Tell me, did you do something bad behind Miwako's back that's why you didn't take her with you!"

"You think too much,"

Bai Masong was already speechless, and after listening to what Miyamoto Yumi said, he rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Mr. Maori and his kid asked me out for morning tea today. Miwako knows about it."

After saying this, Bai Ma Song turned to Maori Kogoro and others and introduced them one by one.

"This is Yumi Miyamoto, a police officer in the traffic section and Miwako's best friend."

"This is the famous detective Mr. Maori Kogoro, this is his child Conan, and this is Amuro Toru, the waiter at Poirot Cafe."

That's it!

Conan and the others suddenly realized that Miyamoto Yumi was a good sister of Sato Miwako, so it was natural for Hakuba Matsu to be familiar with her.

Miyamoto Yumi didn't say much, but waved her hand.

"Forget it, forget it. Let's talk about the introduction next time."

"There's a lot going on today."

As she spoke, Yumi Miyamoto couldn't help but complain,

"Oh, this is so annoying. Today is Sunday, but a young girl like me has to work overtime. Ah——"

Yumi Miyamoto scratched her hair in pain and looked like she was going crazy.

When Bai Ma Song saw that Miyamoto Yumi seemed to be looking for something, and then thought of the strange mobile phone that Enomoto Azusa had just entrusted him with, his heart skipped a beat, and he frowned slightly and asked Miyamoto Yumi,

"What are you investigating today?"

"I'm just checking on someone."

When Miyamoto Yumi heard Bai Basong ask this, she started to talk nonstop.

"The day before yesterday, a man was hit and killed by a car in Haido Town, so we started investigating, but we found that we couldn't find the identity of the guy who was hit and killed, so we kept looking for him..."

"Okay, okay,"

Bai Masong felt that Miyamoto Yumi was talking endlessly, so he decided to interrupt her without delay.

"Did someone die the day before yesterday? Was it also murder? How come our three departments didn't know about it?"

"Oh, it wasn't murder,"

Miyamoto Yumi waved her hand and said,

"I've already said it all. He was hit by a truck. And the investigation is not complicated. The truck driver didn't flee after hitting him. Instead, he called for an ambulance and the police."

"It started because the guy who was hit was crossing the road in a hurry, and the truck driver didn't have time to brake and hit him."

"Although the person did not die on the spot, he could not be saved after arriving at the hospital."

"Anyway, this guy is dead, so we have to do something, like notify his family. But we found out that this guy has nothing to prove his identity, and he doesn't have a cell phone to contact us. He's a complete illegal immigrant."

"We can't do anything. Fortunately, he has a lot of bills on him. We can only look for them one by one based on the bills he left on him."

After speaking, Yumi Miyamoto shrugged with a frustrated look.

Originally, this case was not difficult to handle at all. The evidence and facts were very clear, and the driver was willing to compensate. But you can't find the identity of the victim. This is very abstract.

This matter has been going on in their traffic department for several days. Today is the day she and Miike Naoko have visited several stores, and it is almost over.

"I see,"

Bai Basong nodded and looked at Miyamoto Yumi and Miike Naeko with some sympathy.

At present, what the Metropolitan Police Department fears most is not murder schemes, but basic types of crimes. Although these cases are not brain-burning, they are really tiring and require a lot of police manpower. Of course, the clearance rate of such cases is also quite high. After all, generally speaking, you can get rewards if you put in the effort.

"In this case,"

Baiba Song looked at Enomoto Azusa,

"Ms. Azi, please go and help Yumei find out what she wants to find out. We will think about the mobile phone issue later."

"Okay, Officer Whitehorse."

Although she had only known Shiramatsu for a short time, Shiramatsu had a very strong aura and Enomoto Azusa did not dare to refuse Shiramatsu's words, so she immediately led Miyamoto Yumi and Miike Naeko to a seat nearby.