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

"what?!"

Kogoro Mouri came to Poirot Cafe for coffee, and ended up learning what happened in the Metropolitan Police Department at Shirakawa-no-Taki.

Megure Juzo has been a companion and good friend of Kogoro Mori for many years. Now, when he heard others spreading rumors about Megure Juzo, Kogoro Mori almost exploded with anger.

"That bastard, Tokita Ryozo, used to be a complete jerk, always doing nothing. If it weren't for Megure, wouldn't the trouble he caused be enough to get him fired?"

Obviously, Kogoro Mouri knows more about the past and does not have the seniority filter that those young police officers have.

Shirakawa Akane pushed the coffee in front of Maori Kogoro, subtly adding fuel to the fire. "And he seemed to have casually speculated about the relationship between Maori-san and Inspector Megure, and said some unpleasant things. When people heard it... Oh, forget it, I won't say it anymore, lest Maori-san get even angrier."

Maori Kogoro became even more furious and slammed the table. "Shirakawa-kun, please tell me what he said. I must know!"

He wanted to see what words would come out of that guy's mouth.

Bai Chuanqiu frowned.

"Shirakawa-kun!" Maori Kogoro looked at the white-haired young man in front of him with a serious expression and said earnestly, "That guy Megure is too soft-hearted. Please tell me about this. The next time I see him, I will definitely not let him go!"

He had met Tokita Ryozo before, but they were just acquaintances. Now—

Anger flashed in Kogoro Mouri's eyes: I'd better not let me meet him again next time!

Shirakawa Akane sighed, "He said that Inspector Megure has always relied on Detective Mori. He relied on Detective Mori to get promoted, but once Detective Mori left, his true colors were exposed. He has been just a police captain for so many years, and now, he still has to cling to Detective Mori to solve the case—"

"Boom!"

Maori Kogoro slapped the marble bar and stood up suddenly: "How unreasonable!"

As a non-professional, Megure Juzo has now reached the position of Inspector, which is already very outstanding. Although Inspector is the starting point of the professional team, in fact, Inspector is already the end point for many non-professional teams.

In the internal system, promotion is always very difficult. It is not as simple as just gaining seniority. Sometimes luck and strength are both very critical factors.

Megure Juzo’s success today is definitely not something he could have achieved simply by relying on others.

Just one sentence negated the efforts of an old detective over the past few decades... How funny.

Kogoro Mouri was once a detective and could deeply empathize with these things, so his anger was also heartfelt.

The man with a mustache closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a bit of clarity in his eyes.

"I understand this matter, thank you, Shirakawa-kun." Kogoro Mouri turned and walked out.

Baichuan Qiu raised an eyebrow and called out from behind, "Mr. Maori, you didn't take your coffee with you."

Maori Kogoro waved his hand: "No more drinking, please drink it."

The man then opened the door of the cafe and walked out.

Shirakawa Qiu watched the man leave, slowly raised the "gift" of coffee from Maori Kogoro, and took a sip.

Well, the temperature is just right, suitable for drinking.

System: "Host, what are you doing?"

Deliberately provoking Kogoro Mori doesn't seem to have any revenge effect on Ryozo Tokita, right?

Kogoro Mori is a very decent person and would definitely not try to secretly put someone in a sack. At most, he would point at Ryozo Tokuda and curse him a few times.

"Who said my target is Maori Kogoro? Only by casting a long line can you catch a big fish~"

Baichuan Qiu let out a leisurely breath and then took out his cell phone.

I made a call and the other party answered it quickly.

"Hey?"

The system was surprised: "Did you call Ryozo Tsuneta?"

Why is this? It doesn't understand.

Bai Chuanqiu didn't try to explain the problem to the system, but went straight to the point: "I am Bai Chuanqiu."

There was silence for a moment, then the other party gnashed their teeth and said, "Bai! Chuan! Qiu! How did you know my phone number? Who told you?"

Baichuan Qiu chuckled: "Officer Changtian is really forgetful. Didn't you leave us your phone number when you came to mediate?"

Tsuneta Ryozo obviously thought of the case that had started his tragedy. He was furious and gasped frantically, "It's you! It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, how could I have lost my job and fallen into this situation!"

Baichuan Qiu was very innocent: "What does it have to do with me? Mr. Officer, the person who targeted me at the beginning was you——"

The person on the other end started swearing and giving all sorts of "cordial" greetings, and then the call was hung up.

Baichuan Qiu looked at his phone and slowly dialed again.

However, the call didn't go through and the other party hung up.

So Baichuan Qiu kept dialing the number over and over again.

The fourth time, the other party finally answered the phone impatiently: "I'm already like this, what else do you want?"

It was really strange for Ryozo Tokuda. He hadn't even caused any trouble for Shirakawa Akane, but the other party kept trying to provoke him. Why?

"Who ordered you to do all this?"

The young man's clear voice was calm, but his tone was particularly firm.

This sentence immediately cleared up Ryozo Tokuda's confused mind.

What does that mean? Did he discover something?

impossible!

The man suppressed his panic and said coldly, "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand."

Then the call was hung up again.

This time, Baichuan Qiu did not continue to call the other party, but slowly put away his phone.

The system was very disappointed: "Host, if you ask him directly like this, he will definitely not tell you!"

"You should have just gone to his house and put a knife to his neck at his bedside at night, making him tremble with fear for you—"

The white-haired young man took a sip of coffee and said with a half-smile: "Let me do it? That would be so tiring."

——Let him do it himself.

System: “Huh?”

Just then, Azusa Enomoto came back after delivering the meal.

Toru Amuro took a day off today, so there was only her and the manager in the store.

But the store manager was chatting with Mr. Maori just now, but how come Mr. Maori left in the blink of an eye? He looked quite angry.

"What's wrong, Mr. Maori?"

Azusa Enomoto recognized that the coffee in Shirakawa Akane's hand originally belonged to Kogoro Mori.

"Something happened at the Metropolitan Police Department. Mr. Maori was very angry and left without even drinking his coffee." The white-haired young man supported his chin with one hand, shaking the coffee cup with the other hand, leaning forward and lazily leaning on the bar. There seemed to be some sadness in his voice.

Azusa Enomoto was a little surprised: "What happened in the Metropolitan Police Department that made Mr. Mori so angry?"

Bai Chuanqiu shrugged: "It's hard for me to say. After all, it's a police matter."

Enomoto Azusa understood and did not ask any further questions.

The cafe became quiet again. Customers drinking coffee sat in their seats, immersed in their own things. Only the melodious piano music was still ringing in the store.

Shirakawa Qiu drank the last bit of coffee, rinsed it in the sink, then put it back to its original position and sat back on the boss's exclusive recliner.

The white-haired young man was in a lazy posture, and sighed comfortably: "Life like this is still refreshing."

Isn’t it a wonderful thing to just lie back and wait for your employees to make money to support you without having to worry about life at all?

The system added quietly, "If we can get a kill, that would be even better."

Baichuan Qiu closed his eyes and pretended not to hear what the system said.