Chapter 1283: 1282 [Gin Wine: What about my subordinates? 】for the moon
Otaki Police Department: "..." Listen, is this what the police should say?
He would have wanted to rebuke like this.
But he was worried that his subordinates would ask back, "What do you think?"
So in the end, the Otaki Police Department just cleared his throat as if nothing had happened: "There is no evidence at present, so it is not easy to consolidate the case. Let's treat it as two cases and investigate independently. Regarding the deceased in the conveyor belt sushi restaurant this time, you should investigate them all. to what?"
The little police officer felt that the Otaki Police Department did not understand, so he cautiously did not ask questions.
He flipped through the notebook in his hand and reported: "In addition to the main business of the housekeeping company, my wife and husband seem to be a food writer famous for his spicy comments - the restaurants he recommends are indeed delicious, so he has a good reputation. . But correspondingly, the number of visitors to those stores that were badly reviewed by him will drop sharply, and several stores have even closed down because of this.”
Otaki Police Department sighed. It sounds like the deceased must have a lot of enemies, and it may not be difficult to screen. But: "Fortunately, the poisoning time is very clear. Let's focus on investigating these people in the store first."
After saying that, the Otaki Police Department noticed something and looked towards the door.
—This store uses a transparent glass door, which is just not far from the scenic spot. At this time, there are a lot of people watching the lively outside the door. If you look closely, there are even reporters with cameras.
Otaki Police Department frowned, and whispered to the subordinate next to him: "Draw the curtain first—it can't be ruled out that the suspect is among the guests who just left. Don't let them see the details of the case."
The little police officer nodded and hurriedly ran to cover.
However, the reporters have experienced many battles, and their hand speed when pressing the shutter is no slower than that of Mao Lilan when he presses 110.
The things that should be shared and should not be passed on were quickly written into the report and posted on the Internet quickly.
…
A few kilometers away.
Vodka is holding a telescope, carefully observing the crowds everywhere, looking for the five-person tour group that should be very prominent.
But at this moment, a prompt popped up in the corner of his computer screen, accompanied by a special prompt sound.
As the unique sound entered his ears, Vodka's hand holding the telescope froze, and he couldn't help but glance at the computer.
Gin also withdrew his gaze from the car and turned his head to look over.
Vodka knew him quite well, and so did he of course. Gin has long known what this chime means—vodka tinkered with a grabbing applet. Every time a case-solving report related to Jiangxia appears on the Internet, it will be automatically captured by the program and a corresponding prompt will be sent.
Gin: "..." That guy really couldn't be idle for a while.
Before he set off, he was still thinking that Uzo had just arrived in Osaka, and he was not familiar with the place. He wanted to plan his so-called murder stage plays. It would take a certain amount of time, maybe it would stop for a while.
However, the situation was not at all what he hoped. It seems that Uzo spent a lot of time doing his own "tour guide" before he came to Osaka to travel.
When Gin rebuked some cadres in their hearts for not doing their jobs properly.
Next to , vodka fidgets a little.
On the one hand, he was very curious about what Uzzo had done, and also wanted to know whether the crime scene was far away from him, and whether it might affect innocent colleagues like himself. …
But on the other hand, Vodka couldn’t help but worry that this was Uzo’s conspiracy—now he was working, and if he went to the computer to go to the fish, he would be considered “slack” by Brother Gin, which would be bad.
was tangled, next to him, Gin put down his telescope, took out his phone, and opened the web page.
Vodka: “…?”
Could it be that Big Brother... is also doing the same thing?
His heart moved slightly, and he wanted to glance over there to see the situation.
But at this time, a strong killing intent suddenly erupted from Gin Jiu, and the phone seemed to be squeaked and cracked.
Vodka was surprised: "Brother, what's the matter?"
Isn't it normal for Uzo to kill passersby? Big brother should be used to it. how this time...
Wait, could it be that the environment is relatively unfamiliar this time, and Wu Zuo did not plan well and exposed himself? !
...kill him! Mute him now!
The vodka was overjoyed, and there was a trace of pure expectation.
However, under his excited gaze, Jin Jiu did not draw a gun, but slowly revealed a grim sneer, gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that he has a great opinion about not getting our mission."
The vodka smile slowly disappeared: "…" Mission?
…what mission?
…
On the other side, in a sushi restaurant.
Otaki Police Department looked at the clerk and the customer, and instinctively drew a few high school detectives out of the suspect range.
But speaking of high school students…
Otaki Police Department's gaze couldn't help but fall on Jiang Xia.
He remembered that the detective solved the case very quickly. With him, the overtime hours of the detectives in Tokyo have dropped a lot.
"..." It's rare that this person came to Osaka, why don't you try it yourself?
Thinking about this, the Otaki Police Department approached and asked, "Brother Jiangxia, what do you think?"
Jiang Xia glanced at him in surprise: he suddenly heard a man from Osaka speak in the tone of the police department, and he was still so similar, he was a little confused for a while.
After a while, Jiang Xia came back to his senses and was about to say something.
But at this moment, his phone suddenly vibrated.
…Someone was looking for him. And it was the mobile phone that was used exclusively by the organization.
Jiang Xia Yuguang swept the other two detectives, and saw that Hattori Heiji and Conan were still hurrying to watch the corpse, so he casually dismissed the police department in front of him: "Sorry, my client is calling, I'll answer it first."
"Oh, okay." The spell failed, and the Otaki Police Department was a little disappointed. But he had no choice but to let Jiang Xia go to a quieter place next to him to make a phone call.
At the same time, the burly police department suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Hattori Heiji.
Otaki Goro: "..." Speaking of which, Heiji seems to have always been obsessed with the speed of solving cases.
It is rare for Jiang Xia to be held back by other things and unable to solve the case in seconds. Maybe this time, Heiji can seize the opportunity to experience the complete case-solving process and find his love for the detective career?
Thinking like this, Otaki Goro walked to the group of customers and shop assistants, intending to see what Hattori would do.
…
Hattori Heiji is really pushing the progress hard:
"I just heard that after the deceased and the store manager quarreled, many customers in the store left in disappointment. Because the sushi on the conveyor belt has never been consumed, the chef in the kitchen has not made any new sushi.
"That is to say, the guests who left in advance and the staff in the back kitchen can be excluded. The only one who has the chance to poison the sushi is the flounder sitting next to the deceased... ahem, the gentleman in the blue hat, and the The pink-clothed aunts in a few positions on the right - after the quarrel, they were still eating normally and did not leave, and they had the opportunity to smear poison on the plate."