The results came out, although the other party carefully avoided more than 95% of the surveillance on the road, according to the license plate number provided by Agent Uozuka, Yumi still found the corresponding vehicle.

"Gin is the one who left the Kenzo Villa in this black Mercedes-Benz car, and then changed to this Porsche 356A in an area that cannot be reached by surveillance to avoid possible police tracking."

After a short time, Miwako Zuoto, who had returned from the traffic class in stride, put the freshly baked photos in hand on the conference table one by one, pointed to the two black luxury cars and affirmed: "The front windshield of the other party should have been specially treated, and the surveillance cannot see their faces."

"And we couldn't be sure if there was anyone in the back seat, because the windows on both sides were blackout. However, according to Agent Uozuka, there is only the weapon that Gin used to commit murder in the back seat. ”

"In other words, Agent Uozuka can be our witness?" Takagi's eyes lit up when he saw these photos, and his tone could not hide his excitement.

"No, he can only prove that the skeleton we have in the fireplace of the villa is Kenzo Kashiyama himself, and at the same time identify the murder responsibility of Gin.

"But the crux of the matter is that this prisoner, codenamed Gin, has more crimes, and he doesn't care if there is one more or less."

Renzaburo Shiratori, who was teasing his unique coral hairstyle and coming back to his senses after thinking about it, nodded his cheeks and said, "Judging from the clues we have so far, Counselor Uno is only suspicious, and we don't have any evidence.

"As I said before, it is already an unspoken rule that entrepreneurs have economic dealings with high-ranking officials in the police and political circles, not to mention that it is obvious that Counselor Uno can completely excuse himself and say that he does not know about this matter, but his wife collects it privately."

As the heir to a wealthy family, Renzaburo Shiratori, who has seen too many unspoken rules in the police and political circles, is obviously not as optimistic as Wataru Takagi. It's just a wife, and Uno Tadayoshi can completely abandon his wife.

Or rather, his wife is the pawn he pushed out just in case.

"Uehara, what do you think?" Seeing that this round of discussion seemed to have fallen into a dead end again, Chiba on the side scratched his numb scalp, and then turned his head to look at the three-series ace who had been silent, and subconsciously stroked his big belly a few times, and his gestures were quite a bit like the demeanor of his boss Twilight Thirteen.

"I don't know."

Katsumi Uehara, who was asked, faced the gaze that Qi Brush threw at him, and spread his hands undeniably: "To be honest, I'm skeptical about Counselor Uno. ”

For him, this clue is a bit too straightforward and too directive.

Of course, only for him, after all, he never believed in vodka.

"What do you mean? Are you still doubting the authenticity of this matter? ”

Miwako, who heard the over-the-top voice, thought thoughtfully: "Or are you still suspicious of Agent Uozuka?" Can you explain your reasoning? I don't understand.

"You can easily accept the fact that Mizuzuka is an undercover CIA agent, but why did Agent Uozuka risk his life several times to provide us with information but not get your trust?"

This is the point that Miwako Sato does not understand the most.

In terms of the reputation of the organization, both the FBI and the CIA are notorious, but why is Katsumi Uehara's undercover attitude towards these two organizations diametrically opposed?

It can't be because Shui Wumeri is a beautiful agent, right?

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Katsumi Uehara shook his head and denied, "How to put it, I think all this is too logical, and it makes me vaguely feel unreal." ”

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As soon as these words came out, several people's faces showed a speechless look.

After exchanging glances in turn, Miwako Sato stepped forward and walked in front of the man, reached out to straighten out the collar of his slightly messy shirt, and said, "Uehara, use Chris Binyard to find Gin's lair and catch them off guard, isn't it your own plan?"

"Why is it that now that the plan has succeeded, you have doubts about your plan?

"Your plan proved to be successful, and we succeeded. Chris Binyard is completely unaware, isn't the Baker Street boy who helped you track Chris Binyard the best proof?

"If she does find out, we won't be able to find the Gin stronghold, and we won't be able to catch them all, will we?"

“……”

"Uehara, you're smart, you're good, really. So there's really no need to put so much pressure on yourself, we've caught them now, this showdown between you is over, and they have nothing to sing. ”

Seeing that her partner was silent, Miwako Sato said softly: "And, if you still have questions, why don't you ask them in person?" ”

“……”

Katsumi Uehara turned his head, his gaze falling on the rectangular black box sent by the forensic class. When I raised my eyes again, I saw the beautiful cheeks of Miwako Sato's eyebrows and eyes.

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Metropolitan Police Department, Search Section 1, Secret Interrogation Room No. 1.

Gin, who had all the weapons confiscated from him, was handcuffed behind his back, and the whole person was firmly fixed to his seat, and his long hair was shining brightly under the sudden light-

After a long period of darkness, Gin's eyes subconsciously narrowed into a slit, and his vision gradually returned to Qingming, and a man in a green suit and a ponytail that he had memorized in his heart was coming into view with a female policeman wearing a purple blazer and a hip skirt of the same color.

"Yo, gin, how do you feel? Are you comfortable here? Katsumi Uehara casually pulled out a chair and sat down, cocking between Jiro's legs, and his unstingy tone made Gin's eyes move slightly-

"I have to say, I was a bit surprised. In my impression, if you want to interrogate a person like me, I'm afraid that you are not qualified enough to search a police department. ”

"Times have changed, just like no one ever caught you before, and I did."

Katsumi Uehara pulled out the box of gum, flew two pills into his mouth, and pointed to the black box that his partner had placed on the table: "According to the people in the explosive ordnance disposal team, this black box needs to be opened with a code." If the code is incorrect, the miniature bomb embedded in it will explode. ”

"You can go to that damn traitor." Gin was unmoved, and didn't even bother to glance at it.

"It's a pity that Detective Uozuka has just been transferred to the intensive care unit and hasn't woken up yet. I have to say that you are really ruthless, severe concussion, and the doctor said that there is a high chance that you will become a vegetative person. ”

Katsumi Uehara, who was chewing gum, sighed in his mouth, but there was no hint of ridicule in his eyes, but he firmly watched every inch of the muscles on Gin's face.

"Katsumi Uehara, you're a smart man."

Gin sneered, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneering arc: "You can't give me any promises, not even your boss Twilight Thirteen."

"Let's ask the head of the search section to come, or Toshiro Oda Kiri."

"What if I say no?" Katsumi Uehara's eyes narrowed slightly, and the shaking Jiro's legs stopped moving.

Gin looked at him indifferently, and his momentum was not weaker than the downwind: "It's still the same sentence, you are very smart, Kamihara self-denial." However, you have a fatal flaw. ”

Katsumi Uehara raised his eyebrows: "Oh? ”

"You're not cold-blooded enough."