Non-mainstream Conan viewing style

Sato Miwako sighed and said to Conan: "Really? After all, you are such a clever little ghost. You must have been eavesdropping just now, right?"

Conan nodded awkwardly, admitting his behavior. Sato Miwako shook her head helplessly, but still let Conan into the archives room. After entering the room, she put the daily newspaper aside and said, "I basically remember the week I was with him clearly, so I don't need this daily newspaper to remind me. But don't tell Takagi."

Conan asked curiously: "Officer Matsuda must be very powerful, right?"

Sato Miwako smiled slightly, but there was a hint of nostalgia and sadness in her eyes: "Yes, he has an arrogant attitude and a foul mouth, but... he is indeed a very outstanding police officer."

Seeing this, Conan took the opportunity to say, "Can you tell me about Officer Matsuda? Perhaps as you tell us, we can find some clues that we haven't noticed before."

Sato Miwako was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "That's right, let's talk about it."

She took a deep breath and began to recall, "Officer Matsuda was transferred to the First Investigation Division on November 3st three years ago. Because it was the day after Halloween, I remember it very clearly. But because his transfer was so sudden, his business card had not yet been made. He didn't get his business card until the morning of November 11th. The day before was a holiday, so I remember it very clearly."

Conan listened carefully and nodded from time to time. Sato Miwako continued: "Officer Matsuda died on November 11. Therefore, there are only four days to give people a business card."

Conan thought for a moment and said, "Number 11 is not on duty, number 6 is on escort duty, and number is investigating a serial bombing. So the only day to give someone a business card is November th."

Miwako Sato nodded, "Yes, only November 11th."

Conan then asked: "However, it is also possible that the business card was given after get off work."

Miwako Sato explained: "But he didn't return to the dormitory for a week after he came to our class and stayed in the Metropolitan Police Department. Now that I think about it, he should be investigating the serial bombings. However, I have no impression that anything special happened. We caught a robber that day, stopped a runaway bus, and saved a person who wanted to jump off a building to commit suicide. These things happened in the morning. In the afternoon, we were doing field visits for the case at hand."

Miwako Sato's thoughts drifted back to that afternoon, when the sunlight shone through the car window onto Jinpei Matsuda's focused profile.

"Why did you persuade him like that just now? Fortunately, the person was rescued in the end." Sato Miwako said with a hint of blame.

Jinpei Matsuda ignored her question, his fingers jumping quickly on the keyboard, continuing to send text messages.

"But once provoked, she may jump at any time. You really scared me, at least listen to me... Are you sending an email? You type quite fast." Sato Miwako complained helplessly.

Matsuda Jinpei smiled slightly, with a hint of pride: "My hands are more flexible than most people."

Miwako Sato leaned over curiously: "Is this for your girlfriend?"

Matsuda Jinpei's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone became a little heavy: "No, it's for a good friend. But he will never receive it."

Sato Miwako asked in surprise: "You won't accept it? Why?"

Jinpei Matsuda looked out the window, a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes: "Because he died in an explosion four years ago."

At this moment, the police radio in the car suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the car: "A murder has occurred in Beihua Sanme Town, and the criminal is escaping on a motorcycle. Please ask nearby police officers to track him immediately."

Sato Miwako quickly came to her senses and said, "Got it, we'll act immediately."

The corners of Matsuda Jinpei's mouth curled up into a faint smile: "This city is indeed not ordinary."