"I am Bishamontian, the god of the army that destroys the woodpecker......"

"Boom!"

In the afternoon, the sky was overcast again, and bursts of muffled thunder spread, and the raindrops turned into heavy rain after a while.

Mori Kogoro stood by the window of the corridor, listening to the loud thunderstorm outside, and couldn't help but worry, "Won't you be able to go back today?" Miss Yoko's TV series is about to air in the evening. ”

"Now isn't the time to watch TV dramas?"

Gao Cheng looked at the hurried police officers in the Nagano Prefectural Police Headquarters building, and everyone could see the tense situation here, and it seemed that the Nagano Prefectural Police Department was going to launch a big operation to arrest the murderer this time.

Of course, it is impossible for the Takeda group to be let go, and all intersections will be blocked.

It was a major purge within the police department, and they became bystanders.

"I've been waiting since the morning, and I haven't even eaten," Mori Kogoro said listlessly, "I think it's better to go down there and eat something first, the restaurant seems to have Shinshu soba." ”

Gao Chengcai felt hungry, and couldn't help but glance at Xiao Ai with collapsed eyelids.

Xiao Ai didn't say anything, but the face was already quite obvious.

"Okay, let's go eat first."

Although it was a critical moment when Uehara and several people were busy with their actions, it didn't seem appropriate to eat leisurely, but they were not from the police station in the first place, and the task of assisting in the investigation was also very dutiful.

"Strange," Xiaolan suddenly wondered, "Conan is gone!" ”

The uncle's face changed instantly, and he snorted: "That stinky little ghost must have gone to the scene without permission again, he doesn't have a long memory at all, wait for Xiaolan, don't protect him!" ”

"Dad......"

"Boom!"

Lu Ye's house is a small building, and the police department made up Lu Ye Jingji ran into the house against the thunder, and went straight to the study data room without even turning on the light.

He will prepare a copy of the case materials at home for all the cases he has handled, and this time the death of Team Takeda and the woodpecker mark reminded him of the case nine years ago, and he always felt that there was something in between, so he didn't care about the investigation at the scene of the murder, and hurried home.

Originally, he wanted to contact Yamato Dare to confirm some information first, but he didn't know why the phone couldn't get through.

"Where?"

Shikano Jingji wore glasses and eagerly rummaged through the archives, and after getting the file of the pistol shooting incident nine years ago, his face suddenly showed joy, and he hurriedly spread it out and carefully checked it by the light outside the window.

Eko Yakawa, 14 years old, a junior high school student, died as a result of a gunshot in the head, unrelated to the case, and happened to pass by the scene of the crime on her way to school......

"I see, that's what happened!"

Seeing the photo of the junior high school girl on the information, Shikano Jingji's eyebrows jumped, and he picked up his phone with a sneer: "You have to tell that guy about this quickly before you can ......"

"Squeak!"

The door was gently pushed open, accompanied by a flash of lightning outside the window, and a ghostly shadow was reflected behind Shikano Jingji, and the person who came raised his hands and straightened a rope, his eyes were cold.

Die!

"That's it, Akiyama." Yui Uehara walked out of the darkness, followed by Zhu Fu Gaoming, who also looked like he had expected it slowly.

Shikano Jingji, who was still about to send a text message, shuddered, turned around and saw everyone, so frightened that the archives also fell to the ground.

Under the light of thunder and lightning, Nobusuke Akiyama, who was holding a rope, stood in place with a hideous face, and when he heard the voice behind him, his face changed again and again, and when a group of riot police rushed in outside, he finally couldn't keep calm.

"Why?"

These people seemed to know his actions in advance and deliberately lay in ambush here.

"Why?!" Shinsuke Akiyama stared at Moro Fu Takamei.

A resourceful criminal police officer known as Zhuge Kongming in Nagano Prefecture, Zhufu is smart......

"Don't look at me like that," Takaaki Zhufu chuckled, "There are other people who see through your plan, and even I didn't expect that you are actually a relative of the girl who was killed nine years ago, and that you will choose to take revenge on the Takeda gumi who killed the prisoner......

If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have thought that the Takeda Group would have taken the confiscated guns for themselves and sold them in the name of the Woodpecker Society. ”

Zhufu Gaoming paused, and said face-to-face: "You left woodpecker footprints on Zhutian's forehead because the part where the murdered girl was shot was her forehead, and the gun she shot was sold by the Takeda Group, and then deliberately let the Luye Police Department pay attention to this, and when he went home to confirm, he killed people." ”

Before Shinsuke Akiyama could refute, his face changed in silence, and he watched Yamato Dare Suke walk into the room on crutches behind him.

It's all here! It's a trap!!

"Akiyama," Yamato Dasuke's expression was stern, one eye smearing, "surrender, you have no chance of winning!" ”

Today is the death day of his childhood friend.,Before this time, he would take the other party's grandmother to sweep the grave.,The cemetery is in a remote place where there is no mobile phone signal.,This is not even clear to Uehara and Zhufu.,Only Akiyama knows.。

Until now, he didn't know that Akiyama was designing him at all, and even he usually used it to do leg health at the Chikumagawa Bridge, and if this was not stopped in time, the murder of Kano Jingji might also be counted on his head.

Because on the surface, he is the only one who has a motive to kill, and there is still a problem with the alibi.

Shinsuke Akiyama didn't seem to see the many muzzles of the guns aimed at him, so he glanced around and asked unwillingly, "Whose plan is it?" ”

It was supposed to be a seamless plan, but the only surprise was that Yamato Dasuke was involved in some scythe case and didn't go to his sister's grave in the morning.

It hasn't been long since he found out that Takeda had been killed, and if it weren't for someone like Takeda Kinji, who knew about the Takeda Group, how could he be suspected of him so quickly.

Shinsuke Akiyama's hateful gaze fell on Yamato Dasuke: "Did you really know the inside story of the Takeda Group from the beginning?!" ”

"If I knew, the Takeda Group would have been finished a long time ago!" Yamato Dasuke said in a deep voice, "Since you are in the Takeda Group, you should know this very well, why did you frame me?" ”

"Haha," Shinsuke Akiyama said frantically, "It seems that you want to deal with Takeda too, but you are also guilty!" Who made you have friends like that! ”

"Stop!"

Yamato Dasuke suddenly shouted and stopped Akiyama behind Akiyama, who took out a pistol.

"Even if you kill it this time, it won't be useful, the section leader is already investigating the three branches, and the woodpecker meeting is over."

Sweating profusely, Shikano put down his pistol with a pale face, and was soon controlled by the riot police who rushed into the room along with Shinsuke Akiyama.

Why did things turn out like this...... Before today, even before I found out that Team Takeda had been killed in the morning, I hadn't thought about it at all.

Yes, what are the signs......

Shikano Jingji's pupils suddenly dilated, and when he was taken out of the door, he thought of a group of figures.

The person who planned this arrest was that person!

Detective, Kogoro Maori!

"I haven't eaten sugar in a few days." After the rain stopped, Gao Cheng followed Uncle Maori to the noodle shop on the way, and happened to pass by the dessert shop, and his mood was entangled.

"There's sugar in the pasta, too," Xiao Ai glanced at from the corner of her eye, "The detective should know, right?" ”

"I don't know."

"Huh?" Maori Kogoro, who was walking next to him, looked at Gao Cheng and the two blankly, "Is Shinshu soba sweet?" ”

“……”