For Katsumi Uehara, although he did take the risk of skipping class and being discovered, this trip to Teidan Elementary School was undoubtedly worth it.

In the foreseeable future, he will never be able to write the closing report on his desk, and he will have to find a helper in advance for his physical and mental health.

And judging from the results, he not only gained a Conan brand codewriter, but even Gray Yuan Wai was seen by him to have the potential for this part-time job.

It's just that considering that this woman's mind is too mature in some aspects and is not as easy to handle as Conan, it is undoubtedly a problem if you want her to join the codeword army for free.

After all, the identity of Akemi Miyano is not a secret, and the reason that can make Conan obediently become the reporter of the case does not apply to her.

You can't tell her that if you don't write obediently, I'll tell you that you're Shirley, right?

When the time comes, it is said that it is a choice between the two, and I am afraid that the actual result in the end will be that the big man of Gin squeezed his hands and said that I want them all, and he drove the plane across the ocean with a gun to find him.

After glancing at the time, in line with the idea that it was better to go home and rest again, Katsumi Uehara turned the steering wheel and prepared to drive home-

In the next second, the mobile phone in the pocket of the suit suddenly vibrate, and the note was that a call from the Twilight Police Department came in.

“……”

It's really Murphy's Law, Gan!

"Brother Uehara, where are you?"

"I'm investigating a past case, what's wrong with the police department?" After chatting casually, he had no choice but to turn around Katsumi Uehara.

"Administrator Kuroda wants to see you, so come back quickly."

Inside the Metropolitan Police Department.

Hearing this excuse, Twilight Thirteen's eyes rolled wildly, but in front of his boss, he still had to say to his unconscious subordinate: "Although the prosecution period of that case is approaching, you still don't push yourself too hard."

"Sometimes it's better to loosen up that taut string."

“…… I understand. ”

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then hung up the phone after responding, and Twilight Thirteen put down the phone and looked at the new section management officer who came to the third department: "Management officer, Brother Uehara, he will be back soon." ”

"Wait for him to come back to my office."

"Yes, understood."

Twilight Thirteen nodded in agreement, respectfully watching Kuroda leave as she watched. When his figure completely disappeared outside the door of the office area, he reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.

The new manager who had parachuted in didn't seem to be very easy to get along with, and Twilight Thirteen was now beginning to miss his old superior, Matsumoto Kiyocho.

"Police Department, is there something wrong with the management officer looking for self-denial?"

After Kuroda's fierce-looking superior left, Miwako Sato, who had been secretly observing for a long time, suddenly came out and asked worriedly, "He shouldn't have made any trouble recently, right?" ”

"Don't worry, Uehara is now the popular fried chicken of the Metropolitan Police Department, and the trump card of the search class."

Twilight Thirteen happily relieved, "Although I don't know which faction this Kuroda administrator is, judging from his previous performance, Brother Uehara should still be very satisfied with him." I guess it's the same thing about the wine organization before. ”

If you care about it, it's chaotic, if it's Miwako Sato, although you'll be worried about this, you won't forget your boyfriend's status in the Metropolitan Police Department.

This is the man who broke the shadow of Kudo Shinichi.

The real savior of the Metropolitan Police Department is its own people, which is very reasonable to say and does not lose face.

As it turns out, decades of detective life have given Twilight Thirteen the right sense of smell.

When Katsumi Uehara, who returned to the Metropolitan Police Department, politely knocked and pushed open the manager's office, he was greeted by Kuroda Guard's serious, slightly warm face, and a brown paper bag.

"Administrator, what is this ......?"

Katsumi Uehara, who took the bag, was puzzled, and his hand subconsciously weighed it, and it was quite weighty.

"The public security sent it over, and the last relics of Kunihiko Kawa and Mona Minamihara."

Kuroda Guard, whose lenses were slightly reflective, said in a somewhat low tone: "The two of them are undercover agents, and they infiltrated the undercover agents of that organization. But the exposure came too suddenly, and before the police could react, the families of both of them were killed.

"Even, if you look at the time, the people of that organization wiped out their families before the time when Kunihiko Kawa and Mona Minamihara themselves died.

"Now, you have come into contact with this side, and the public security has decided to hand over the relics of these two people to you."

“……”

Katsumi Uehara, who was still weighing the brown paper bag, suddenly fell silent.

"The news from the police is that after Gin and the others leave, you'd better be careful of a man codenamed Ireland. According to intelligence, he is dangerous, and he is the one who was specially sent by the organization to take over the gin to complete the finishing work. ”

Seeing that Katsumi Uehara had been silent, Kuroda Guard, who understood his mood, took out a photo from the drawer and handed it to him-

The person in the photo is an old man, a burly man, and has short silver hair.

"Remember what he looks like, Uehara Police Department, I won't give you this picture."

“……”

Looking at Ireland, which gradually overlapped with the figure in his mind, Katsumi Uehara returned the photo to Kuroda after carefully examining it for a while: "Thank you, Administrator. ”

"The captured vodka did not confess the true identities of Gin and others......"

After listening to the results of several rounds of interrogation by the police, Katsumi Uehara, who was not surprised by this, immediately said goodbye to the management officer from the public security system and returned to his workstation with a brown paper bag.

Miwako and the others are not there, probably because they are busy and don't know that he has returned. After carrying the thermos cup and filling it with warm water, Katsumi Uehara threw the kraft paper bag directly into the drawer and decided that out of sight was clean.

Well......

Today's water is not very good, and the quality is a bit problematic......

After all, Katsumi Uehara, who still couldn't suppress the distractions in his heart, opened the drawer, decisively opened the brown paper bag, and poured out all the contents inside.

a small vanity mirror, two headbands, two wallets;

A pair of multi-purpose nail clippers, a couple of keychains, and a somewhat irregular soccer badge.

The makeup mirror and headband were Minamihara's favorite purple colors, and apart from some euros and a photo of each of them, all they had in their wallets was some invoices. There's Paris, there's London, there's Berlin.

"Hoo ......"

After taking a deep breath, Katsumi Uehara, who slowly exhaled, tossed away the nail clippers that were in the way, picked up the green-white irregular football badge with his hand, and gently rubbed his thumb against the traces of the handwriting that had been deliberately erased around the outer circle of the badge-

He also had a piece of this back then.

"Konan High School, Best Midfielder of the 5th Rice Flower Super Cup, Katsumi Uehara ......"

Set the bowl~

(End of chapter)