Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Long Kneel on a Rainy Night
The thought was fleeting in his mind, and Katsumi Uehara, who had suppressed the thoughts in his heart, blew bubbles in his mouth, took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his suit, turned out the number with the note "Reiko Kujou", and pressed the dial-through button.
It's not the first time that his closing report has been beaten back by the ace of the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office, and Reiko Kujo's severity with the closing report is well-known even within the Metropolitan Police Department.
Of course, such a strict work attitude has earned her an extremely strong performance in court - according to rumors, many lawyers are afraid to accept the commission when they hear that their opponent is Reiko Kujo.
This is undoubtedly a great honor for a prosecutor, and it is also a source of motivation for her to work harder.
After all, there is also a big mountain on the head of Reiko Kujou - the undefeated queen Princess Eiri, who has never lost a lawsuit since her debut.
"Uehara Criminal, I'm busy now, I'll talk about the case on Moon Shadow Island later, I'll call you."
"Huh? I-"
After the phone was connected, Katsumi Uehara didn't even have time to say a complete sentence, and he had already pressed the hang up button in a hurry, leaving him holding the phone with a puzzled expression.
Why are you in such a hurry?
Could it be that he got involved with Fei Yingli again?
"Daddy! What are you doing! Come on! We've got to catch a car to Kyoto! If it's too late, you won't be able to attend the wedding! ”
"I understand the reasoning, but can you tell me why you didn't let the police send all these children back? I can get all the room and board money back! ”
"Oops, don't say that, Dad, they've made a promise that they won't run around on the Shinkansen anymore."
"Really, a bunch of troublesome imps."
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The father and daughter duo of Mori Ran and Mori Kogoro had a heated debate about the whereabouts of the members of the Junior Detective Corps, and Conan, who followed behind Mori Ran's ass, was speechless with his eyes drooping.
If it was usual, he would definitely be on the side of his childhood sweetheart, but this time, he felt that the uncle was right, the three of them were too good at making trouble.
Several times before on the Shinkansen, he almost made him-
Well?
Conan, who had his hands behind his head, felt as if someone was looking at him behind him, so he stopped and turned his head to look in the direction, but he happened to see Katsumi Uehara's expression of doubt between his eyebrows that had not dissipated.
——?!
Worst!
Bug!
Suddenly remembering the bugging device that he hadn't had time to recover, Conan, as if someone had immobilized him, stood motionless, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart beat faster.
At that time, because of the suddenness of the incident, he hurriedly thought of the method of wrapping the bugging device in chewing gum, but forgot to hide his fingerprints.
If ...... by the police
No, it's not. Theoretically, if the bugging device had also been discovered by the police, it would have made no sense that he would not be able to hear now.
"Conan, what are you doing? Why don't you go? Hurry up, or we're going to miss out on the wedding time. ”
"Oh, okay, come to Sister Xiaolan right away."
Conan, who was called back by Xiaolan's call, was busy responding, with an innocent smile on his face, but his mood became more and more heavy.
He now only wants the police to see the gum as garbage when they clean up the scene, otherwise ......
It's too impulsive......
Conan, who reviewed his behavior, sighed silently in his heart: Fortunately, the glasses made by the doctor have not received the signal of the bugging device until now, and it should be-
"Bad luck, bad luck, I'm going to work overtime again tonight......"
After a chaotic sound of electricity, Conan's ears rang with Katsumi Uehara's lazy grumbling.
“……”
"Look at the weather outside, it's going to rain, work overtime on a rainy day, tsk."
Katsumi Uehara, who had returned to his seat and was waiting for Reiko Kujou's call, turned his head to look at the dense dark clouds outside the window, his legs swaying lightly on his desk, and his leather shoes colliding with the evidence box placed next to the table from time to time, and he lazily stretched his back.
"Remember to bring an umbrella when you go to the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office, otherwise I'm afraid that you will have to ask for leave tomorrow under the pretext that you have a fever and a cold in the rain."
Miwako Sato, who took a glass of water and passed by Katsumi Uehara's station, couldn't help but take a few steps back, stopped and turned her head to instruct: "Remind you in advance, lest you forget." ”
"You can insult my aesthetics, but you can't belittle my personality." Katsumi Uehara, who had taken a newspaper and spread it out, retorted without raising his head.
Miwako Sato, who was holding the white porcelain cup in one hand, raised her eyebrows undeniably: "Is this demeaning?" ”
Katsumi Uehara, who was about to say something, suddenly felt the vibration of his mobile phone, and when he took it out, he saw that the caller ID was Reiko Kujo who had just hung up his phone.
"It looks like I have to make an appointment with my aunt for a game of mahjong."
Glancing at Miwako Sato, who seemed to be explaining a fact, Katsumi Uehara pressed the answer button while not forgetting to give her a "you know" look at the end, and the latter's face suddenly changed.
"Hello? I'm Uehara. ”
Katsumi Uehara, who didn't give Miwako Sato a chance to ask, pointed to his mobile phone, and a smile fell silently on his eyebrows.
"I'm sorry Uehara Criminal, I was really busy just now. Regarding the Moonshadow Island, do you have time tonight? On the other end of the phone, it was obvious that the female voice had just finished her work with a little tiredness.
"Understood, I'll go now." Katsumi Uehara, who understood the sound outside the strings, did not refuse, and hung up the phone after explaining to Reiko Kujou on the phone.
Seeing her partner get up from the chair and understand that he was going to the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office, Miwako Sato couldn't help but mention: "Be careful when driving on the road on rainy days, Uehara." ”
Katsumi Uehara, who did not respond, raised his right hand and made an "ok" gesture in the air.
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The Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office, whose full name is the Tokyo District Prosecutor's Office, is where Reiko Kujo, known as the "Madonna of the prosecutor's world", works here and handles cases and prisoners transferred by the Metropolitan Police Department.
It's not the first time Katsumi Uehara has been to this place.
One is born, and the second is ripe.
Only this time, Katsumi Uehara, who came out of the parking lot with an umbrella, saw a rare scenery under the building where Reiko Kujo's office was located-
A woman, a woman in a long black trench coat, knelt on the steps of the building. The pouring rain took her makeup and fell down her waist-length silk.
The yellow mud on the thin heel of the black boots blurred a small yellow pond at his feet, and his not too amazing facial features showed a little weakness under the night sky of lightning and thunder.
Katsumi Uehara frowned and looked up at the only office in the building that was still lit.
The sound of the heel hitting the ground tapping –
After a while, the slightly messy footsteps were already close to Katsumi Uehara's ears, and a slightly panting long-haired woman appeared at the corner of the stairs on the first floor with a stiletto heel.
"Miss Miyazawa, if you kneel like this again, they will really forbid you to come to the inspection hall."
In Katsumi Uehara's surprised gaze, the tone of the ace prosecutor Reiko Kujo, who has always been known for being stern, was rarely full of helplessness.