Metropolitan Police Department, three department office areas.

Playing and playing, making trouble, and not joking about his body, Maori Kogoro really took the number that Katsumi Uehara wrote on the paper and handed over, and was going to find a time to go to Yonhua Central Hospital to find this Aji Minoru doctor to take a good film.

Conan, as the initiator, saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart. Honestly following Xiaolan's buttocks, he rarely looked like a child, and his well-behaved appearance attracted Katsumi Uehara's attention at least five times.

"Conan, let's make a note, you stay in the lounge and don't run around, wait for us to come out, you know?"

Seeing that the chatter was almost over, and that he had been to the police station so many times, Mao Lilan, who knew that it was his turn to start making notes, turned around and squatted down, put his hands on Conan's shoulders, and gently instructed.

"Okay~Sister Xiaolan~"

I don't know if it's a subconscious behavior, Conan's set of actions that raised his head and pulled up the tail note can be described as smooth and staggering.

Sometimes it's hard not to wonder if he's really a kid at all, especially when it comes to certain benefits.

"Now, Uehara Police Department, can you take me to the lounge?"

Seeing Xiaolan and Maori Kogoro go away, Conan took the initiative to jump out of the chair, paced to Katsumi Uehara, who was joking with Miwako Sato and others, reached out and pulled the corner of his clothes, and asked in an innocent voice.

“？”

chatting happily with Zuo Teng, Katsumi Uehara, who had the intention of refusing, noticed his eyes, and had to pout his lips boringly: "Okay, come with me." ”

Seeing that the two of them, one big and one young, were also gone, Ren Saburo Shiratori was a little puzzled: "That kid from the Maori detective's family seems to have a good relationship with Uehara?" ”

"That kid is so smart that he doesn't look like a person of this age at all, and Uehara probably is a little curious about him."

Miwako Sato, who has experienced it herself, can't help but recall Conan's performance, and it can be said that if it weren't for the difference in size and age, it would be difficult for her to treat this child as a primary school student.

Even she felt this way, let alone Katsumi Uehara.

"Say, what are you looking for me, I'm still working and I'll be dragged in by you."

Katsumi Uehara, who casually walked into a lounge, sat lazily on the sofa, looked at Conan who closed the door and said, "If it's a thank you, then there's no need, I haven't thought about whether to report your existence or not." ”

"I know, but I should thank you for keeping my secret for even one day."

Conan, whose tone was no longer childish, pushed his glasses with one hand and smiled: "And, to be honest, not everyone has the courage to do that.

"Although you are usually a little less serious."

"Uh-ha, don't put a high hat on me, I'm afraid you have something to ask me." Katsumi Uehara, who raised his hand to interrupt Conan's teammate's singing, broke the oranges that Sato brought from home and muttered a sentence in his mouth.

"Although it is true that something is begged of you, what I say is also true."

"Don't think about it, I haven't found anything, including the real identity of the guy you said."

Katsumi Uehara, who still doesn't know what is hidden in Conan's stomach, directly extinguishes all the illusions that still exist in his heart: "The police have checked all the channels that may have information about the deceased.

"Unfortunately, we can't find any information other than the code name [Tequila] in your confession, as if this person never existed."

"And what about gin and vodka? The Twilight Police Department should still have an impression of the two of them, the two men in black who had been left at the scene by the Twilight Police Department as suspects for a while in the amusement park.

"One is tall and blonde; One is comparatively shorter, but stronger. ”

The little hand kept gesturing to the culprit who had made him smaller, and there was still a hint of hope in Conan's voice.

"Obviously, there is not a single hair."

Katsumi Uehara spread his hands and told the results of the police's tracking.

To be honest, even he only knows a little bit about these two people, and even the name Kurosawajin is not sure if it is Gin's real name, let alone where these two live.

"Moreover, I advise you that it is better not to investigate this eucalyptus in private, otherwise once you are targeted, you and the people around you will become very dangerous.

"You're not a cop."

Katsumi Uehara, who gave Conan a meaningful warning and directly spread out the facts on the table to inform Conan, chewed an orange and said, "In addition, there should be a round of actions to catch ghosts in the Metropolitan Police Department recently." If you don't want to be targeted, it's best to hide in secrecy when you break it. ”

“…… Is it because the bar that tequila frequents was blown up? After a brief silence, Conan raised his eyes and looked at him.

"From what I've been exposed to, this should be the fuse. It's been a long time since they caught their tails, and this time it should be a lot of people at once. ”

Recalling the serious voice of Toshiro Oda Kiri, Katsumi Uehara boldly predicted.

"Then, do you know a friend from the Uehara Police Department, the kind who has studied white dry wine?"

Seeing that Katsumi Uehara was so honest, Conan no longer hid it, and said: "When you were on vacation before, a high school detective from Osaka came to Tokyo to look for me, to be precise, looking for Kudo Shinichi.

The result was that he didn't find it, so he found the Lan family. Because I was catching a cold, he poured me a glass of dry wine and said it would cure the cold, and I got bigger later. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for my body to look like this again. ”

A hint of bitterness flashed on Conan's face as he spoke of this.

From the initial ecstasy to the current loneliness, if it weren't for the fact that his psychological endurance was good enough, it would be really difficult for him to withstand the gap brought by this disappointment.

"A high school detective from Osaka? Give you a drink of white dry? ”

"Yes."

"Please tell me the name, age, I can arrest him."

"Uh-huh?"

Conan, who nodded subconsciously, came back to his senses in an instant, looked at Katsumi Uehara, who was in spirit, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "You are quite law-abiding, Uehara Police Department." ”

"It should."

"His father is the boss of the Osaka police."

"What's wrong with the boss, this is Tokyo, not Osaka."

Katsumi Uehara pursed his lips and said very hardly: "Besides, shouldn't you ask your dad about this thing for nothing?" ”

"Yes, they're investigating."

Conan sighed, "I just think it's necessary to tell you about this, after all, except for my mom and dad and Dr. Asasa now, only you know my true identity."

"Still, I didn't expect your focus to be so strange.

"Based on your previous personality, I thought you would let me drink it again on the spot and show you."

"Look at what? Do you see how big and small you are lying on the ground and wailing? ”

Katsumi Uehara shrugged: "First of all, I'm not interested in rubbing salt on human wounds. Secondly, my secrecy is required, understand? ”

Conan, who heard this, bowed his head slightly, a burst of bright light appeared on the lenses, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "Ah, I'll break the eucalyptus, you can take the bonus, right?" ”

"Yes, very good."

Katsumi Uehara is very satisfied, isn't Kudo Shinichi quite eye-catching.

"Okay, let's go, that's it, don't delay me and Zuo Teng in the future."

"Wait a minute, Uehara Police Department."

"Huh?"

"Thank you."

Katsumi Uehara, whose hand landed on the doorknob, did not pause in the slightest, did not respond, but waved his hand with his back to Conan, who was standing sideways and staring at him, and strode out of the lounge.

The busy office area is in full swing.

Katsumi Uehara, who is like a fish in water, re-mixed into it, chatting here and there, teasing Miwako Zuoto from time to time, and being beaten passively.

Conan, who was leaning against the door of the lounge, stared at his happy back, and for some reason felt a sense of peace of mind for no reason.

Maybe...... Isn't it a bad thing to be known to him?

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