In the Metropolitan Police Department, in the detention cell, Director Ochiai sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, his long gray-white beard hanging down to his legs.

The sunlight outside the window shone on his side face, making that kind face a little warmer.

If it weren't for the silver handcuffs in his hands, and the sobbing of a few yellow-haired thugs in the other corner of the room...... It can really be painted as a warm exhibit hanging in the pastoral exhibition hall of the art museum.

Katsa!

At this moment, the metal door on the other side of the room suddenly opened.

Director Ochiai slowly opened his eyes.

A few thugs in the corner immediately held their breath and cautiously moved to the door.

In the same room as Director Ochiai, the police they feared the most in the past have become their only source of security.

"Director Ochiai......" Twilight Thirteen walked into the detention cell herself, frowning and glancing at a few shivering thugs at her feet before she said in a deep voice, "You can leave."

"Great!" The three thugs cheered in unison with surprise on their faces.

But before they could get up to celebrate, they received another indifferent glance from Director Ochiai, and several people instantly squatted back on the ground.

Director Ochiai retracted his gaze and said calmly, "The old man promised that he wouldn't do anything to them again, so there was no need to change rooms or something, right?"

Hearing this, the three thugs turned bitter, and their faces were full of frustration again.

The old man on the other side seems to be easy to bully, but in fact he is terrifyingly strong, if the police hadn't come in time just now, they might have really been killed!

Especially the terrifying aura that the old man exuded when he hit them...... Now, just thinking about the old man's appearance when he did it, their hearts trembled a little!

"Eye, Officer Twilight! I'm going to turn myself in!"

Seeing that Twilight Thirteen frowned, as if he was about to give up changing the room for Director Ochiai, one of the thugs led by him hurriedly said:

"In addition to robbing a shopping street, I once beat up a homeless man!"

The other two thugs were slightly stunned, and quickly reacted, scrambling to say:

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm going to turn myself in! Officer Twilight, I stole those panties that were lost at the 5-chome women's bathhouse!"

"And me, and me! There was a little fat man named Yuan Tai in Didan Elementary School, and I was angry when I saw him, and I was the one who secretly kicked him on the tram that day!"

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"Humph! Hopeless!"

Just when the enthusiasm of the three thugs was getting higher and higher, Director Ochiai suddenly snorted coldly, and the detention room immediately fell silent.

The three thugs, who didn't dare to speak again, could only look at Twilight Thirteen with a pleading gaze, apparently with the following meaning: "Lord Police, take us away for interrogation!"

Twilight Thirteen shook her head helplessly, and could only shout behind her, "Takagi, take the three of them to make a record."

"Yes!" Takagi Shizu saluted and said solemnly, "You three, come with me."

"Okay, okay!" The three thugs hurriedly jumped up and said again and again: "Thank you, officer, you are really the patron saint of the masses, thank you, officer, thank you......

….

"Humph!" Director Ochiai looked at the three scum who had fled in a hurry, shook his head with disdain, and closed his eyes again.

But just when he thought the farce was over, instead of closing the iron door and leaving, Twilight Thirteen walked up to him and pulled out the keys to the handcuffs.

Director Ochiai, whose perception is far beyond ordinary people, immediately noticed Twilight Thirteen's action of unhandcuffing, and then said in surprise, "Twilight Police Department, what do you mean by this?"

The three thugs who hadn't gone far also slowed down and looked at them curiously.

Twilight Thirteen put the handcuffs in his pocket, lifted the brim of his hat, and looked at Director Ochiai with a complicated expression

"I just said that, Director Ochiai, you can leave."

"You mean ......?"

Director Ochiai was stunned for a moment, and finally understood the meaning of Twilight's thirteen words, but then more doubts and puzzles followed.

"Why?" Director Ochiai asked.

"You ......" Twilight Thirteen pursed her lips and avoided answering, "Your lawyer is already waiting for you outside, you should ask your lawyer for extra things, you've been released on bail."

"Nani!?" The three thugs' eyes widened in unison and exclaimed, "Isn't he a murderer!?"

Twilight Thirteen turned her head, frowned at Wataru Takagi, and said in a deep voice, "Takagi?"

"Ah, yes!" Wataru Takagi immediately straightened his face, "You guys, hurry up!"

"Police, officer, can we not turn ourselves in? Just...... We're joking, yes, kidding!"

"Hehe, don't you joke about what you said, there's surveillance here, everything you just said has been recorded, as for your surrender just now...... We'll find out what's going on when we investigate! Why don't you go quickly!"

「……」

The faces of the three thugs were full of sorrow.

…

"Hello Director Ochiai, I'm the lawyer in charge of your bail application, Fei Yingli."

In the lobby of the Metropolitan Police Department, Fei Yingli wore a dark purple suit, smiled and stretched out her right hand.

Director Ochiai glanced back a little suddenly, and after finding that Twilight Thirteen and the others had indeed left, he gently shook Concubine Yingli's hand and hesitated, "Hello, Lawyer Concubine, can I find out why...... How am I ...... Can I really leave?"

"Of course." Fei Yingli smiled and took out a document, "This is your bail agreement, and this is the seal of the police inspector of Forced Field."

Director Ochiai took the document and read it several times, but he couldn't help but ask, "But...... I killed someone."

Fei Yingli nodded, "I understand your doubts, under normal circumstances, it is true that a prisoner who may be sentenced to more than ten years in prison cannot be granted bail, but your situation is somewhat special."

"My situation...... Special?"

"That's right, please take a look at this."

Fei Yingli took out a photo from her briefcase, and the background of the photo was not elsewhere, it was the place where Director Ochiai had worked all his life, the Rice Flower Art Museum.

It stands to reason that this should be the place that Director Ochiai is most familiar with, but when he saw this photo, he was directly stunned.

….

"This is ......," Director Ochiai wondered, pointing to a banner in front of the museum that almost covered the entire entrance of the museum.

Fei Yingli smiled slightly, took out another photo from her bag, pointed to the dense signatures on it, and said: "This is the signature of the residents of Rice Flower Town, they all like your art museum, they all hope that the art museum can continue to operate, and they are willing to vouch for you, I believe you will not do anything to embarrass the police during your bail."

"There are so many people ......," Director Ochiai took the photo with a little trembling, "They all like the museum...... Believe me......

"Yes, with their support, it's not entirely impossible for you to apply for bail."

"Even so, that's a murderer's bail...... Lawyer Fei, you are such an amazing lawyer."

Fei Yingli smiled, calmly accepted the praise of Director Ochiai, and took out a document again, "This is the entrustment contract between you and me, please sign it here, and then my work will be completed."

Director Ochiai nodded, signed his name without hesitation, and promised, "I will find a way to repay you for your legal fees, no matter how much it is."

"Ah, don't worry about the expenses, the Fujiwara family has already paid for all the legal support expenses after your arrest."

"The Fujiwara family? That political family? Why should they ......?"

"Sound

Helping you to protect the Rice Flower Art Museum is something that every Rice Flower resident will remember, and although it will not bring any real benefits for the time being, if the leader of this solidarity action enters politics in the future...... You get the idea, right?"

"......I see," Director Ochiai shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, but he didn't show any dissatisfaction, after all, after being released on bail, he had time to help the museum find a qualified new director, "So, is it up to you to defend the trial as well?"

"Although I would like to help you defend as well, the ...... about your trial" Fei Yingli couldn't help but show a slightly disdainful expression, "They hired Seto lawyers."

"Seto-lawyer? Is he more ...... than you?"

"My win rate is 100 percent!" Fei Yingli's eyes suddenly raised his head, and he said solemnly, "His victory rate is zero percent."

"Huh?" Director Ochiai was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Sure enough, they still think it's a little ...... to be involved with a murderer."

"No, you're mistaken." Fei Yingli sighed, "Although lawyer Seto has never won a lawsuit, he has a specialty that no other lawyer can match."

"What other lawyers don't have?"

"Yes, Seto-lawyer...... He is very good at delaying the outcome of the trial, and the lawsuit he handles will take at least two years or more to reach a result."

"......" Director Ochiai blinked, and it took a moment to react, "That means ......."

"That means that before the outcome of the trial, you can continue to serve as the director of the Rice Flower Art Museum if you are released on bail."

"This ......," Director Ochiai's eyes widened in disbelief as his mouth opened, "I'm just the director of an art museum, why would the Fujiwara family go out of their way......

….

"Oh, about this, it may be because the current head of the Fujiwara family, Miss Fujiwara Chika, is also a good friend of Makito-kun."

"Lord Muyuan......

…

"Great, the museum can continue to operate!"

On the way out of school, Ayumi Yoshida had a bright smile on her face and said to a few people around her, "Mitsuhiko Motota, Conan, and Ashbara-san, let's go to the art museum together!"

Conan was looking down at the newspaper in his hand.

Mitsuhiko and Motota nodded without hesitation.

Ash Yuan covered his mouth and yawned, "I'm sorry, I'm going back to cook for Dr. Asa and supervise his exercise."

"Ah, why ...... like this" Ayumi was a little disappointed, and turned to look at Conan, "Edogawa-san, you will definitely come with us, right?"

"Huh? You're going to the Rice Flower Art Museum?" Conan looked up and wondered, "Aren't you afraid? It's just ......."

"What's so scary?" Ayumi crossed her waist and said seriously, "Conan, you can't be prejudiced against Mr. Heavenly Punishment Knight, Lord Knight is trying to help everyone protect the few remaining cultural facilities in Rice Flower Town, he will only punish those bad people, and will definitely not harm us!"

"That's right! The Heavenly Punishment Knight, like Kamen Superman, is our good friend!" Mitsuhiko and Genta said in unison.

「……」

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched slightly, and he began to admire the terrifying speed at which political families spread rumors.

[It turns out that this is the purpose of organizing an action at the museum, to help the Fujiwara family...... However, can the death of the real boss really be designed and used? 】

"It would be terrible to be able to do this to this extent......

"Conan! How can you say that, Lord Punishment Knight?"

"Ugh...... Hug, sorry." Looking at the three little ones who were glaring at him, Conan sneered and scratched his head, "I, of course I also believe in God...... Punish the knight!"

"That's pretty much it, so you'll come with us, right?"

"Alright, alright......" Conan turned his head, as if he was really reluctant, and wailed at Ashbara, "That, Ash

Yuan, can you please help me call Sister Xiaolan?"

"Hehe......" Gray Yuan smiled coldly, approached Conan and whispered, "Do you think I'll be stupid enough to be your accomplice in deceiving Xiaolan?"

「……」

…

At sunset, on the mountain trail of Erquan Mountain, Dr. Asasa was completely soaked with sweat.

You can feel the heavy smell of rust with every breath, and every leg lift seems to support the weight of the world, and it is ...... Whoosh......

"Alright, Dr. Asasa, we can rest for five minutes."

Finally, the cry of Gray Plains, which was both angelic and demonic, rang out.

"Hey...... Dr. Asasa sat down on the steps anymore, "Okay, I want to eat a cheeseburger......

"All ——!" Gray Plains rolled his eyes and blew the whistle, "Doctor, stand up, don't sit down immediately!"

"But, but, little mourning...... I really can't stand up anymore." Dr. Asasa looked at him pitifully.

….

Gray Plains took a step forward angrily, and couldn't help but say, "Doctor! You forgot ...... in a few months."

"Yikes! Pander to...... Do you need help?"

Before Gray Yuan's words were finished, a female voice full of worry came from below.

The two of them looked at each other, and Gray Yuan said in surprise, "Lady Fusa-e!"

"Ms. Fusa-e?" Dr. Asa was stunned for a moment, staring at the visitor's face, and suddenly froze.

Sensing Dr. Asasa's gaze, Fusa's face turned slightly red, pressed the brim of her hat, and asked again, "You, are you all right?"

"Ah, don't worry, I'm just exercising." Sensing his impoliteness, Dr. Asa quickly withdrew his gaze and moved out of the way up the mountain, "Please."

Fusha was stunned for a moment, and her good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly—he, didn't recognize me......

"Then I'll take my leave......" Fusae pressed the brim of her hat a little lower, as if she was a little lost in her words.

Dr. Asa looked at the good-looking lady who turned away with a strange expression, and couldn't help but say, "You...... Aren't you going up the mountain?"

"I ......"

"Dr. Asasa! It's time for you to rest, it's time to keep climbing!" Gray Yuan Wai decisively cleared the watch with more than four minutes left, and said urgently, "Do you want to take your big belly on a date on November 24th?"

Fusa's heart shuddered, and she blushed again as she looked at Dr. Asasa's almost soaked tracksuit

- He came to see me......

The melon is not bowed