Ghost Detectives in the Detective World

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Megure asked curiously, "What evidence do you have?"

"Of course there is evidence,"

Matsuda handed over the 7.6mm bullet that had been dug up.

"This was fired from a Russian Tokarev pistol; the bullet was found on the edge of the field."

"Matsuda?"

Megure frowned and said, "What are you doing here? Didn't you go out on a field mission with Sato this morning?"

“I heard there’s a competition here today, and there are a lot of people. I was worried there might be a problem, so I came to check it out,” Matsuda Yoshimasa replied earnestly.

The real reason was that this was Haibara's first time going out to play with her classmates, and as her older cousin, he had to look after her.

Even Sato, unusually, turned a blind eye and drove Matsuda here.

"Alright, Inspector, let's not dwell on this," Matsuda said with a shameless smile. "By showing up here early, I saved you the trouble of calling me later."

"Alright,"

Megure nodded, then turned to look at Mr. Kaneko, the person in charge beside him.

"Let's stop the game now. We have enough manpower to manage the flow of people and help them evacuate as quickly as possible."

"No, the man on the phone said that if he sees any strange actions such as stopping the match or the audience leaving, he will indiscriminately shoot them in the arena."

The person in charge timidly rejected Megure's proposal.

"Wait a minute, does he have any other requests?"

Matsuda stopped Takagi and the others from taking any action and continued to press them for answers.

"Prepare 50 million before the halftime break. We'll contact you about the location later," the person in charge replied.

So, are they really trying to extort money from Japan by selling the TV station?

So, this doesn't mean it wasn't an incident threatening athletes?

Matsuda rubbed his forehead in frustration.

This is troublesome; there are so many people in the stadium.

Even if the prisoner doesn't shoot and kill anyone, as long as he causes a disturbance,

The sheer number of injuries and fatalities could result from pushing and trampling.

Are you sure? Are you threatening Nichiri TV?

“Yes, his call was specifically directed to me, the TV station editor,” Mr. Kaneko, the person in charge, replied with a bitter face.

Is it a grudge against Nissai or just ordinary extortion?

With too little information, it's impossible to discern the truth in a short time.

Matsuda continued, "So, do you remember that person's voice?"

"It was a muffled sound, I'm not quite sure either," the person in charge replied.

Have you ever disguised yourself?

It seems highly likely that I know this person in charge.

However, we cannot rule out the possibility that it was a form of self-protection by the prisoner.

Matsuda walked up to Megure and asked in a low voice, "Inspector, do you have enough manpower right now?"

"It's alright. No one in the division is on vacation right now. Everyone except those with missions is on standby in the division. We can pull people out anytime we need." Inspector Megure looked at Matsuda with a puzzled expression. "What are you going to do?"

“It’s not me, it’s you,” Matsuda corrected Megure’s mistake. “We need a lot of plainclothes officers to go into the arena now. When the prisoner calls in again, everyone in the arena who uses the phone will be monitored.”

"Surveillance? Just arrest them all. Whoever is carrying a gun will definitely be the criminal." Inspector Megure frowned.

"Inspector, are you too naive, or are the criminals too naive?"

Matsuda patted his forehead and said helplessly.

"The chances of someone committing extortion or coercion using violence are extremely slim. And shouldn't we be more careful with armed criminals? There are 60,000 spectators in this stadium."

"Do you think he has accomplices?" Inspector Megure asked hastily.

“I think even if he has no accomplices, we should wait until he leaves the arena before we arrest him.”

Matsuda suggested, "So now we need a lot of plainclothes officers to find those who use cell phones, keep an eye on them, and control them. It would be best if they worked in groups of three to cooperate with each other, so that any emergencies could be stopped in time."

Chapter 250 Xiao Ai, who is influenced by her surroundings.

After a moment's thought, Megure nodded: "Okay, we'll do it your way."

Soon, a large number of plainclothes detectives from the First Division were summoned to the stadium.

And the person leading the team was none other than Inspector Miwako Sato of the First Investigation Division.

She had just driven Matsuda to the stadium before returning to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Unexpectedly, I was called over again shortly after I sat down.

"We'll split into groups of three, and we're still one person short,"

Sato glanced at Matsuda, then called out to Takagi, who was standing nearby.

"Takagi, come here too."

Me? Me?

Takagi was just feeling fortunate to have been personally chosen by Sato.

Then I saw Matsuda standing next to Sato.

Song, Officer Matsuda?

Takagi was instantly jolted awake, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

So, it turns out, I actually liked Officer Sato from the bottom of my heart.

But, but...

Watching Matsuda and Sato walk together from behind, the harmonious feeling they evoked made him feel utterly powerless.

What can I do?

He didn't have Officer Shiratori's privileged background, nor did he possess Officer Matsuda's exceptional skills.

I'm not particularly good-looking either, so how could I possibly catch Officer Sato's attention?

When Takagi saw her admired senior walking together, her young heart was clearly deeply hurt.

......

"Where are Genta and the others? They've all disappeared!" Conan looked around.

They were now in the arena's parking lot, in a secluded corner where nobody would come.

"They wouldn't be thinking of finding the culprit on their own, would they?"

"Who told you to tell them your reasoning?"

Haibara said with great interest,

"Have you always been so eager to show off? Even with only a few children in the audience, you can't help but show off your reasoning."

"Hey, what kind of tone is that? Aren't you a child anymore?"

Conan rolled his eyes. This girl was indeed strange.

"Hey, why did you call me here?" Conan urged. "If there's nothing else, I need to go back and investigate the case."

"Tsk tsk, you really like detective games," Haibara chuckled. "You just happily stay at school every day, having fun with Yoshida Ayumi and the others."

"Hey, can you get to the point? What do you want from me?"

Conan glanced around the arena. What's going on inside?

Have you found any trace of the criminal?

"That's the key point," Haibara said directly, cutting to the chase.

Are you satisfied with this kind of life, Shinichi Kudo?

what?

She...she knows my true identity!

Why would that bastard Matsuda tell her something like that?!

Caught completely off guard, Conan was stunned for a long while before stammering, "You, how did you know?"

"How would I know?"

Haibara's lips curled up. Ever since that night when she first met Matsuda and he played an extremely nasty joke on her,

She's influenced by her surroundings and has started to enjoy playing like this too.

"Can't you even guess that? Matsuda Jinpei told me."

"That's exactly what I'm asking!" Conan shouted. "Why would he tell you?"

“Because we’re the same kind of people.” Haibara finally got to the point. “Speaking of which, I should thank you. If I hadn’t been able to observe your innocent act every day, I wouldn’t have been able to stay in that school for even a day.”

"You mean...?" Conan asked, stunned, "you're also a victim of that organization?"

"Yes, but unlike you, I am a member of what you call the Black Organization."

Haibara did not hide her identity.

"To be precise, I used to be a member of that organization. Now I'm on their blacklist."

"Are you part of that organization?"

After his initial shock, Conan quickly regained his composure.

"The fact that Officer Matsuda took you in and told you about me shows that you are a trustworthy person."

"Can you tell me why? Why is that organization hunting you down?"

"That's because of APTX-4869, the poison that you and I swallowed."