"Isn't that a bit of a? The future heir of a top consortium with his own mobile phone number to buy a bomb? ”

"Who knows, all we can do as police officers is follow the trail that exists. Moreover, if Toshihiko Takasugi is really the murderer or accomplice who bought the bomb, how do you know if he is using his mobile phone number to play with the light? ”

The dense traffic of the elevated, riotous pink EVO stands out, and has successfully won the attention of many drivers along the way. In the driver's seat, Katsumi Uehara, who was driving to the Takasugi Foundation headquarters building, obviously still didn't understand Takasugi Toshihiko found out by his colleagues.

The heir of Japan's top consortium and his fiancée seem to be the daughter of Kiyocho Matsumoto, the management officer of the first division of the search. With this background, this force, even if it really wants to kill people, it will not make such a big move.

In Katsumi Uehara's view, pouring people into cement pillars or putting a sack and sinking a corpse in Tokyo Bay is the correct way for this kind of top boy brother to kill people. You still don't have to do it yourself, and it's all carried out by your subordinates, so that even if you are checked, you can't find your own head.

But now this unfolding is true, which makes him a little confused.

Framed?

Or is it really just playing with the lights and going dark?

With floating doubts, Pink EVO was stopped by the security guards outside the Takasugi Group headquarters building-

"Hello sir, please show—"

The polite security guard knocked on the car door, and before he could finish his sentence, he saw the man in the driver's seat slowly roll down the window, and show his ID in one hand that would have scared him.

"Police, investigate, can you let us in?"

Katsumi Uehara smiled politely, and the security guard bowed even more politely: "Excuse me, please come in, please come in." ”

"Am I in a horrible tone?"

Katsumi Uehara, who drove slowly into the parking lot and closed the door after getting out of the car, was puzzled.

He is obviously synonymous with a gentle and warm man, why is the security guard like a plague god.

"Who knows, maybe your hairstyle reminds him of the school bully hooligan when he was a student?" Glancing at the ponytail swaying in the wind behind the man's head, Miwako Sato raised an eyebrow, and then strode forward in the white eyes of the former and walked into the main entrance of the Takasugi Foundation headquarters building.

"Hello, may I ask where is Mr. Toshihiko Takasugi?"

"Madam and Sir, do you have an appointment? If we don't have an appointment, we're—"

Miwako Sato silently showed her ID, and the young lady at the front desk at the reception desk hurriedly changed her words: "23rd floor, general manager's office, police officer." ”

"Thank you."

Miwako Sato, who put away her documents, turned around and left, without any delay.

"Looks like you're scaring people out of the way."

Approaching the elevator, Katsuna Uehara didn't forget to find the field, which made Miwako Sato roll her eyes, but the corners of her mouth rose obscurely.

After enjoying a crowded elevator ride, Miwako Sato, who arrived on the 23rd floor, stepped out of the elevator with Katsumi Uehara. The lady, who is the assistant to the general manager's office, was checking the documents in her hand, and when she saw someone walking out of the elevator and heading straight here, she couldn't help but put down the A4 paper in her hand.

"Please wait a minute, do you have an appointment?"

"Police, we have something to ask Mr. Takasugi Toshihiko, can you please inform him?" Miwako Sato once again showed off her almanent police officer pass.

"Police...... The police? Oh oh, okay, please wait a minute, our general manager is talking to someone right now, I'll go over and say it. ”

The assistant, who was obviously stunned for a moment, nodded after coming back to his senses.

It was only three minutes at most, and the assistant who appeared in front of the two again immediately brought Miwako Sato and Katsumi Uehara into the general manager's office.

"Tuk-tuk."

"Please come in."

The young voice had a little calmness that did not fit his age, and after pushing the door in, a tall young man in a purple suit immediately met Katsumi Uehara-

Visually about 1.8 meters, tall and thin, the complexion is relatively tanned. The face is handsome, but the hairstyle is a bit like a piece of seaweed protruding, and the coral head of Ren Saburo Shiratori is half a pound and eight taels.

The aesthetic taste of these top rich second generations is somewhat shocking,

However, in addition to Takasugi Toshihiko himself, there are several figures that Katsumi Uehara is more familiar with.

"Uehara Criminal?"

"Officer Sato?"

In the huge office, the three figures sitting on the sofa surprised Katsumi Uehara and Miwako Sato-

Kogoro Mori, Mori Ran, and the child who lives in their house, Conan Edogawa.

"Maori detectives? How did you end up here? ”

After glancing at each other, Katsumi Uehara, who gave Miwako Sato a look, was a little puzzled.

"That's right, the Maori detective accepted the commission from my wife, a subordinate of my group, so he came to ask about something."

Toshihiko Takasugi, who was introduced as an intermediary, never expected that today's team of police officers and a team of detectives would still know each other, and directly omitted the intermediate link.

"The wife of a subordinate? The wife of Mr. Nobu Miyazawa, the manager of the finance department? Katsumi Uehara's eyes narrowed slightly, and then quickly returned to normal.

Such a quick reply made Takasugi Toshihiko, who was making tea, stunned: "Could it be that you are also ...... two police officers?" ”

Got together with the police?

On the sofa, Conan Edogawa, who was forced to follow Maori Kogoro because he was curious about this case, blinked, looked at the Maori uncle next to him for a while, and looked at the police over there for a while.

The case......

"Also? Detective Maori: You received a commission from Mrs. Miyazawa? "As a police officer, Miwako Sato's reaction speed is no problem. Hearing Takasugi Toshihiko say this, his eyes subconsciously looked at the middle-aged uncle on the sofa.

"Yes, Mr. Miyazawa's wife, Ms. Yuka Miyazawa is my client." Mori Kogoro, who had made a bow tie, slowly stood up and briefly talked about the process of the client entrusting him to investigate the case.

Katsumi Uehara and Miwako Sato glanced at each other and looked at each other.

Sato, who doesn't know the details of Maori's group, thinks it's a coincidence, and Katsumi Uehara, who knows that this group is fine, is a little scratching his head.

How can there be a matter of Shinichi Kudo in this case?

"Mr. Takasugi, about-"

Bell bell bell!

Miwako Sato was just about to open her mouth to let Mori Kogoro and his party avoid it, but a call suddenly came from Toshihiko Takasugi's mobile phone on the desk, interrupting her.

"Excuse me, I'll answer the phone."

Although there was no note, Takasugi Toshihiko still temporarily interrupted the chat, picked up his phone and pressed the call button: "Hey? I'm Takasugi, excuse me—"

"Let the police in your office answer the phone, young master of the Takasugi family."

——？！

An electronic voice on the other end of the phone caused Takasugi's pupils to shrink suddenly: "Who are you?!" ”

The sudden accent shook the spirits of everyone in the office, and they all cast puzzled glances at it.

Seeing this, Toshihiko Takasugi decisively pressed down the speakerphone, and the neutral electronic sound in the earpiece suddenly made everyone lose color-

"You don't have to know who I am, just give the phone to the police."

Conan's face on the sofa suddenly became solemn, and under his gaze, Katsumi Uehara snatched the mobile phone from Toshihiko Takasugi's hand and said, "Who are you?" ”

"Oh? Substitution? Sounds like it's going to be the police. ”

The unhurried electronic voice could be heard by Katsumi Hara, and he couldn't help but glance at the surrounding office environment: "Did you buy the bomb?" ”

"The experimental effect is not bad, but I don't know if your police are satisfied or not."

Miwako Sato, who heard this, was about to speak, but saw Katsumi Uehara directly put his index finger to his lips and signaled her not to speak yet. Then, he immediately stretched out his hand and pointed at Mori Kogoro on the side.

"My colleagues and I won't be satisfied with the shrunken turtle."

"Pretend to be a policeman, with a voice that suppresses anger" - a remark on the screen of the mobile phone made Mori Kogoro quickly return to his former state as a criminal police officer after a brief distraction, and immediately acted vividly after glancing at Katsumi Uehara.

"Hehe, don't say that, I'm not hiding, Mr. Officer." The electronic voice that followed the conversation didn't seem to realize that Kogoro Mori wasn't a policeman, but a detective.

Katsumi Uehara and Conan Edogawa on the sofa looked at each other at the same time-

Then, almost at the same time, one big and one young ran out of the office at the same time!

However, perhaps because he wasn't used to getting used to getting smaller, Conan, who had just taken a step, collided directly with Katsumi Uehara, who also ran to the door of the office-

In other words, it was Conan, who didn't have time to brake, took the initiative to crash into Katsumi Uehara's knee socket.

"Oops!"

The screams of milk and milk suddenly rang out.