Detective Conan: Knifeman? I'm a good citizen of Beihua

"Ah, you are talking about what happened this afternoon."

In the shadows, Baichuan Qiu answered the phone, his voice still hazy as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"We handled this matter improperly. We are very sorry. Now we just want to confirm with you..."

Takagi held up his phone, which was on speakerphone, and carefully repeated what Amuro Toru had said. He then asked, "Is this true?"

Amuro Toru also went to the scene...

Suspicion flashed in Baichuanqiu's eyes, but he didn't say anything on the surface. He just replied calmly: "Yes, that was the situation at the time."

"Okay, thank you, excuse me, Mr. Shirakawa."

Takagi Wataru hung up the phone and looked at Megure Jusan, whose face was as red as a pot. He swallowed hard, not daring to breathe: "Inspector Megure, this is indeed the case..."

Sato Miwako also listened to the whole process and was furious: "Why did he do this? Who gave him the power?"

Megure Jusan narrowed his eyes and thought of something.

If he remembered correctly, Ryozo Tokita seemed to particularly dislike Shirakawa Akane. They seemed to have talked about this in the police car some time ago.

Suddenly, Megure Jusan wanted to hit his head hard a few times.

Why did they send this bastard over there? Based on a little bit of likes and dislikes, he deliberately favored the suspect, enforced the law arbitrarily, and even did nothing despite knowing about the hidden dangers...

Megure Jusan's eyes were about to spit fire. This time he did not ask anyone to call Tokita Ryozo, but took out his own cell phone and called him directly.

Because this case happened in the afternoon, Ryozo Tokita made an excuse to rest. He did not follow up on the case tonight, but rested at home.

At this time, the other party had already gone to bed, but under Megure Jusan's persistent phone calls, the other party finally answered the phone.

"Hey, Inspector Megure, is there anything urgent today?"

The voice of Ryozo Tokita came.

"How did you deal with what happened this afternoon?" Megure Jusan asked, suppressing his anger.

Ryozo Tokita was stunned for a moment, and his sleepy brain was forced to start up. He was still not fully awake and did not hear the implicit questioning tone of Megure Jusan.

"Well, I've already warned the suspect, and later both parties reached a settlement, so the matter was resolved smoothly."

"Is that so?" Megure Jusan asked back.

Ryozo Tokuda finally felt something was wrong, his mind became clearer and started to work quickly.

Could it be that Shirakawa Akane and that Amuro Toru reported what happened in the afternoon to Megure Juzo?

Ryozo Tokuda sneered in his heart.

Don't you even consider Baichuan Qiu's own reputation? How dare you complain to the police? You're just asking for trouble.

"Inspector Megure, did anyone tell you something?" Tsuneta Ryozo sighed. "The situation at the scene was actually very simple, just an ordinary dispute, which doesn't even meet the standards of a criminal offense. It's just that Amuro-kun wants to teach them a lesson, so the stalemate has persisted. I've already warned them, and any further action would be against the rules."

Megure Jusan laughed angrily. Why didn't he realize before that this Tokita Ryozo was so skilled in avoiding the important issues and playing two-faced.

"The other party is mentally ill. Do you know this?" Megure Jusan asked coldly.

Tsuneta Ryozo was a little confused about what Megure Jusan meant. "The man does have a mild mental illness, but he was able to communicate without any problems throughout the entire process. It seems that Shirakawa Qiu deliberately provoked him, causing him to do those things."

Megure Juzo was completely disappointed with this guy.

"Tsuneta Ryozo, get to the Metropolitan Police Department right now, this instant, right now." The usually gentle and chubby police officer finally revealed a cold expression. "If you don't show up tonight, you don't have to come to the Metropolitan Police Department tomorrow."

After saying this, Megure Jusan hung up the phone without caring about the other party's reaction.

At this time, Chiba Kazunobu came over and handed Megure Juzo a diagnosis report.

"Inspector Megure, this is the diagnostic report we found. The other party does have a serious mental illness and has reached the level where he can be hospitalized."

Megure Jusan took it and felt so cold that ice chips could fall off his body.

"The suspect just kept saying that he is not mentally ill, but based on his various behaviors and the report from the scene, his mental condition can basically be confirmed," said Chiba Kazunobu.

Megure Juzo looked at the report and walked up to Mitsuzuka Noburo.

Mitsuka Noburo was still mumbling to himself: "It wasn't me, it wasn't me——"

Megure Jusan sneered: "This report is yours, right?"

He held the report in front of Nobuo Mitsuka.

When Mitsuka Noburo saw the report, he was struck by lightning and shook his head frantically: "No, no... That's--"

He suddenly became quiet again and lowered his head weakly.

That report was indeed his, and he did have a mild mental illness, but it was far from this level. He just deliberately exaggerated the diagnosis, intending to use it as a golden ticket to get out of trouble and stab Shirakawa Qiu later.

Now it has become evidence of his guilt that he cannot explain!

But he didn't dare to tell those things at all. Once he did, that person would definitely kill him!

Mitsuka Noburo's eyes were filled with fear.

Why did things become like this?

He was clearly soundly asleep, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Mitsuka Mie covering her wound with a look of fear on her face, and everyone around him was accusing him of his crimes.

When he lowered his head, he saw his hands were covered in blood, and he could even hear faint screams of others.

In a trance, Nobuo Mitsuka himself was not sure whether he had done those things.

Because from other people's testimony and the few clips in the surveillance video, Nobuo Mitsuzuka could clearly see his own face.

How could there be two identical people in this world?

Nobuo Mitsuka couldn't believe it, but the facts were right in front of him, and he didn't dare to explain because he had a guilty conscience.

So faced with all this, Nobuo Mitsuka could only choose to shut up and accept it.

Perhaps it was because he wanted to get rid of Baichuan Qiu so much that his mental illness worsened and he even developed sleepwalking symptoms, doing all this in his dreams...

Mitsuka Noburo thought uncertainly.

However, Nobuo Mitsuka quickly realized that since he was mentally ill, the police could not do anything to him.

——Yes, mental illness is a get-out-of-jail-free card, he will be fine!

Mitsuka Noburo felt a little relieved, and then he began to shout loudly and confidently: "I have a serious mental illness, I want to apply for special treatment! You can't arrest me!"

Megure Jusan sneered: "You're not trying to use illness to escape all this, are you? I've seen a lot of people like you."

He waved his hand and asked Takagi Shigeru and Chiba Kazunobu to escort the man to the police car together.

Mitsuka Noburo struggled frantically and began to act crazy: "Ah, don't provoke me, don't provoke me - the police are deliberately provoking the mentally ill! Come and see -"

"You think you're crazy, I don't dare to hit you——"

A voice more ferocious than that of Nobuo Mitsuka was heard, and a short man took advantage of Shiratori Renzaburo's inattention, broke through the police cordon, pounced on Nobuo Mitsuka and started beating him.

Gao Mushi hurried to hug him: "Sir, please calm down first, our police will definitely-"

Before he could finish his words, the gangsters who had been calmed down by Shiratori Renzaburo suddenly became excited and swarmed over to beat him up:

"That's right, you stabbed our boss and you want to pretend to be sick and get away with it? I'll make sure you pay! You little bastard—"

In the eyes of this group of thugs who don't trust the police, this kid is most likely pretending to be sick to escape punishment.

But how can this be done?

Where will their gang’s reputation be?

Suddenly the scene became chaotic again.