Chapter 123: The Flame Festival That Baptizes Tokyo (6)
"Okay!" After staring at each other for only a few seconds, Director Hakuba made a decision and took out an ordinary-looking black walkie-talkie.
This is one of the reasons why Mizuma Moon does not look for other high-level officials, but directly comes to the director of Hakuba, the intercom of the police director, in case of emergency, can directly communicate with the walkie-talkie of all the police officers on duty to issue orders, so as to avoid delays in issuing orders layer by layer.
"Attention all police officers, I am the Whitehorse Governor, and I am the Whitehorse Chief. The police chief ordered through the intercom, "Now there is reliable information that the arsonist has appeared in Shinagawa Ward and the arsonist has appeared in Shinagawa Ward, and everyone immediately completed civilian clothes in the fastest way and went to Shinagawa Ward to conduct a close search." Again, the arsonist appeared in Shinagawa Ward, the arsonist appeared in Shinagawa Ward, and everyone immediately finished civilian clothes in the fastest way and went to Shinagawa Ward to search closely. After saying that, the director made a gesture of handing the walkie-talkie to Mizumatsuki, meaning to ask him if he needed to say anything more.
Mizuma shook her head and mentioned, "Let's focus on searching abandoned warehouses and wooden buildings." With a sense of relief, he turned and left.
Of course, the matter is not over yet, how can he rest assured if he doesn't personally go to Shinagawa District to confirm that the guy was arrested.
At the end of the discussion, Miwako Sato, who was about to forcibly send the children home, suddenly noticed that her radio was ringing, and Takagi and Shiratori's were also ringing.
Because now that the superiors have given orders, they have preferred to use more convenient things like mobile phones, which have not sounded for 800 years, and now, is it ...... The three of them looked at each other and guessed what the situation was......
Before a few curious imps asked, a voice that could be heard on the intercom was already audible: "...... I am the director of Hakuba, and now there is reliable information that the arsonist appeared in Shinagawa Ward, and the arsonist appeared in Shinagawa Ward, and everyone immediately finished their casual clothes in the fastest way and went to Shinagawa Ward to search closely. Again, the arsonist appeared in Shinagawa Ward, the arsonist appeared in Shinagawa Ward, and everyone immediately finished civilian clothes in the fastest way and went to Shinagawa Ward to search closely. “
The three of Sato showed great action, turned around and went to the department store next to them to buy a change of casual clothes, and the six little ghosts and one cat were forgotten on the spot.
Ten minutes later, when the three of them came out, they saw that the six imps were still there, and they remembered them, "Look at me, I'll look at you, and no one wants to send them home."
Conan saw that the three of them had the intention of going home, and hurriedly acted like a child: "We're going too!
"How can you take the little ghosts to a place where there are murderers!" Miwako Sato scolded angrily, after killing Fifty Mile Taichuan, the arsonist was actually a murderer, not to mention that he had a record of seriously injuring a person before.
"You can't leave to see us off anyway, so if you want to go over, take us with you......" Conan's grim face continued to be coquettish.
"No, no, no, no!" Miwako Sato refused with a straight face.
"But do you know what the prisoner looks like?" said Avia.
The faces of all three froze at the same time.
"That's it!" Motota and Mitsuhiko said together, "Only Ayumi has seen the appearance of an arsonist, who will point out the arsonist if you don't bring us with you!"
"That's it, you're going to watch the arsonists pass by you!" Ayumi said sternly.
The negotiation was successful, and the three of Sato had no choice but to take the imps with them.
"Conan. Ayumi suddenly grabbed Conan.
"Huh?"
"The next time you make a request, you have to use the facts to convince adults, can you not be coquettish with that disgusting voice!" Ayumi said seriously.
"Evil ...... Disgusting!" Conan froze.
"That's right, super disgusting!" Motota and Mitsuhiko reunited.
"It's because you're doing this that the adults treat us like little ghosts!" Avia said with the captain's momentum.
"It's disgusting. Gray Yuan, who has always disliked discussions, couldn't help but agree.
"Hehe...... "Conan has nothing to do except dead fish eyes?"
Shinagawa District
Bow Commander Zhengwen felt a little strange, and felt that there were more and more people here since just now.
People with weak hearts are easily sensitive to "change", and the bow chief is very weak because he wants to set fire here.
"Is there a store event?" he thought, telling himself not to think too much.
"It's okay, the more people attend, the bigger the festival becomes, isn't it?" he continued to comfort himself.
"Hmm...... There are also a lot of people in the alley, it's hard to start......" Gong Chang Zhengwen found that there were also many people coming and going where he was ready to start, and it was inconvenient to light it here.
Bow Commander Zhengwen decided to wait a while, maybe there would be fewer crowds after a while.
He sat in the corner of the alley, straight into the garbage heap, like a drunken drunkard or a tired beggar, quietly waiting for the place to become as deserted as usual.
After sitting like this for a long time, even when the sun began to darken, the number of pedestrians coming and going in the alleys to take shortcuts still did not decrease, and occasionally acquaintances would meet from both sides and chat a few words.
Bow Commander finally understood what was happening, and he prayed that he would still be in time.
Bow Commander Zhengwen stood up suddenly, intending to run out of the alley with all his might, but only intended.
In an instant, everyone changed, and the aunt who came home from grocery shopping threw down the food in her hand. The fashionable woman carrying a large bag of designer clothing dropped the paper bags and kicked off the heels on her feet by the way. The lewd man, who had been secretly following the fashionable girl, suddenly straightened up and took off his sunglasses and wig.
A leader-like man and a secretary-like man stood side by side, the leader loosened his tie, and the secretary put down the briefcase.
Seeing these scenes, Gong Changwen Zheng knew that he couldn't run, obviously all the people here were plainclothes policemen, and there were probably more people around the alley.
He guessed correctly, under the command of Shui Jianyue, half of the police force is here, most of them are standing on both sides of the alley, and the remaining half of them patrol according to the original plan, so as not to make mistakes in judgment and slip through the net.
In addition to monitoring the arsonists, the plainclothes police in the alley also have a task of making the arsonists panic, and when the arsonists try to run out, they don't need to block the road, just hand them over to the police officers outside the alley.
Mizuma Tsuki's consistent command style avoids being tough with the other party, and after disturbing the opponent's mind and making him mess up, he will use absolute advantage to kill the other party.
Gong Chang Wenzheng was quite calm, he was sure that running out now was waiting for him outside, it was better to stay here and fight with a few people, if he could take hostages, he would have a chance to survive, and if he didn't have a chance, he could kill two policemen.
Of course, the tactics of the water moon also have the response of the other party if they did not rush into the ambush circle at the first time, and the people at both ends of the alley began to enter the alley in an orderly manner, giving people a sense of suffocation and depression.
Facing more and more policemen, Gong Changwen was taking out a sharp knife from his arms and licking his lips.
In the face of the arsonist who was still fighting the beast, at least ten or more policemen took out their pistols and pointed them at him.
In less than five minutes, without firing a single shot, Gong Chang Wenzheng had already been put on the ground, the knife had fallen out of reach, his hands and feet were handcuffed, and a size 42 leather shoe stepped on his face.
"Huh?" Mizuma Moon bent down to take a closer look at his appearance, as if he had discovered a new continent. After a while, Mizuma took out Miwako Sato's "masterpiece" from her trouser pocket, laughed and said, "It turns out that the painting is quite similar, hahahahaha......"
"Hahahahaha......" The policemen laughed one by one, they naturally didn't know the story of Miwako Sato's painting, but it didn't prevent them from getting excited about catching the arsonist.