Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

"Who are you?" In order to let Kurokawa Yuuka have a good rest, Shiratori Jinsaburo decided to interrogate the criminal personally and threw the collected evidence in front of Amuro Toru.

Amuro Toru looked down at the photo on the table. This was... a photo of the five of them. Why...

From the angle, it can be seen that it was captured by surveillance camera.

Hasn't his identity been dealt with?

Why did these photos get into the hands of the Metropolitan Police Department?

Now that the other party already knows, prepare to make up a reason.

Then I heard Shiratori Renzaburo's angry question, "Who ordered you to have plastic surgery to look like Furuya Rei?"

Amuro Toru: ??? Did I have plastic surgery? Or did I have plastic surgery to become myself?

His CPU was about to burn out. He had never been so confused when facing the organization.

I feel like I have a point but can't explain it, just like that crazy woman who went up to beat them up, no, just like that crazy man.

"Hey, officer, what are you talking about?" Amuro Toru felt his head buzzing and he just hoped that Kazama would come and rescue him quickly.

These people in the Metropolitan Police Department are crazy.

"Are you Furuya Rei or Amuro Toru?" Officer Shiratori's question brought the entire interrogation room to a standstill.

How to answer this? There is no way to answer this.

Shiratori Renzaburo sneered and began to reason with himself, "You killed Furuya Rei and disguised yourself as him, then used this identity to start selling drugs. Not only that, five years ago you discovered that the chairman of a certain company had taken your business, so you killed him."

"Tell me, did you plant the bomb?"

Toru Amuro: ? ? ?

WTF?

I killed myself and disguised myself as myself? I am a policeman and a drug dealer?

Who is spreading rumors?!

Not long after Bourbon was sent to the Metropolitan Police Department, Rum received the news. It was even more puzzling to hear that he was sent there by a woman.

Was Bourbon sexually harassing?

Thinking that Bourbon was a rat, he shouldn't be sent to jail.

That must be a personal vendetta.

After thinking about it, Binga's figure appeared in my mind.

So, I called Gin.

Gin was very surprised to receive a call from Rum during the mission. He pressed the answer button and an angry mechanical voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Did Binga send Bourbon to the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Gin was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know what Binga had done, he was pretty sure.

Neither admitted nor denied.

"What has Bourbon done? Does he need to be executed immediately?"

Gin ignored Rum's words and only asked whether he needed to be executed. He didn't mention Binga at all.

"Gin, did Binga send Bourbon to the Metropolitan Police Department? You know the use of this chess piece."

"Ah, I don't know about that. After all, I never care about the private lives of organization members."

Vodka next to him was completely stunned. What do you mean by not caring about the private lives of organization members? Didn’t you just give Binga 200 million in pocket money?

He also doesn't allow me to find a partner for Binga because it would affect his work.

Brother, don't you feel guilty when you say this?

"Find a way to get Bourbon out. He still has value."

Rum's breathing, infused with gin, sounded mechanical.

"I'm sorry, Rum, I have work to do. Contact me when you execute Bourbon. I have another mission here."

Beep!

Gin hung up the phone directly.

I opened my phone and checked the forum, and all I saw was Bourbon and Binga arguing about each other.

Let’s take a look at Binga’s latest essay.

[Send Bourbon to jail and see who is anxious...]

Boss: ?

Binga: @Boss, that guy used the same trick as Hei Mai to scam the daughter and daughter of a colleague, and I saw it. As the light of justice, I will send him to jail. Anyway, Rum or the police will rescue him. Dear Boss, please just watch the fun.

Calvados: ? ?

Chianti: ? ?

Cohen: ? ?

Vodka: ? ?

Aniseed wine: ? ?

Moscato: That person at the bar door isn't you?!

Binga was sitting in his office, humming a little tune, and soon Megure Juzo knocked on his door.

"Kurokawa..." Megure Jusan hesitated to speak, not knowing how this old sister had offended someone. In the end, he told her what happened, "Conan, that kid, said that you knocked him out and threw him on the road, and many people saw Conan following you out, you see..."

"What?" Binga immediately showed a shocked expression, then anger, and coughed several times, "Officer Megure, how could I do such a thing!"

"Of course I believe you, but..." Megure Jusan didn't know how to explain, "You should go meet with the Mori family and explain it clearly!"

"I understand." Binga collected his thoughts, and a hint of cruelty and cunning flashed in his gray-blue eyes as he lowered his eyes.

When they arrived at the reception room, Maori Kogoro was the first to jump out and ask, "Hey, what's wrong with you, woman? Why are you hitting a child?"

As he was about to rush over, Shiratori Renzaburo, who was passing by from the interrogation room, rushed over immediately, showing the basic qualities of a police officer, and sternly rebuked: "Mr. Maori, please calm down. Assaulting a police officer will lead to legal consequences."

"As a former police officer, you probably understand the logic behind this."

Binga looked down at Conan and asked, "Conan did follow me out, didn't he?"

Conan, with a bandage on his head, nodded, "Yes, I even asked Officer Kurokawa if he used Latin American fighting techniques. After all, it was really cool when he knocked the criminal down."

"Little boy, what are you doing? Have you ever seen that kind of fighting?" Shiratori Renzaburo asked back, "Also, were you knocked unconscious by Officer Kurokawa and thrown onto the road, or were you hit by a car and you were afraid of being scolded by your parents, so you blamed Officer Kurokawa for the incident?"

"You have to think clearly. I, an adult, can't tell the fighting style based on a few moves. How do you know clearly that Officer Kurokawa uses Latin American fighting style instead of the fighting style he learned in the police academy?"

Binga was a little surprised. Wow, finally there is a police officer with a smart IQ.

Maori Kogoro was speechless for a moment, but looked at Conan angrily, "Hey, kid, was it your own car accident, or was it the police officer who beat you up? Can you explain it clearly?"

What Shiratori Jinzaburo said made sense. After all, Kurokawa subdued the kidnapper so quickly that it was difficult to tell where the moves came from.

"Little friend, even though you came out with me, I also asked you to go back as soon as possible. Didn't you go back?"

Binga leaned over, supported her hands on her knees, and smiled gently. She was not angry at all because Conan slandered her.

"I was... knocked unconscious by a punch, and I don't remember what happened afterwards." Conan stared at Kurokawa Yuka confidently, trying to find a trace of guilt on her face, but he saw nothing, only calmness, as if she really hadn't done it.

Could it be that...this police officer is schizophrenic?