Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 168 The Suspected Rum Man
Under the night.

A black van with the words "Xingzizhong Research Institute" printed on its body was driving fast.

"Hey, don't drive too fast."

The man in glasses on the assistant's seat reminded him while admiring his hands, to pass the boring journey.

"I know."

In the driver's seat, a man in overalls answered perfunctorily.

The man with glasses turned his eyes to a small silver suitcase on the back seat, and complained, "I didn't expect to do such a thing."

"It's okay," the man comforted: "After arriving in Tokyo, there will always be a solution."

The man with glasses didn't speak, but slowly moved his gaze back to the front.

Suddenly, what he saw was a person lying on the ground.

The man stopped the car a little further away from the other party, and then the two got out of the car.

"If that's the case, you'll catch a cold, okay?"

The two of them approached slowly while calling.

"No, are you alright?"

As soon as the man with glasses finished speaking, the man on the ground quickly turned over and aimed his gun at the two of them.

A pair of black sunglasses covered most of his face, making it impossible to know his appearance at all.

The two were startled, and turned around, and found that at some point, two men in camouflage uniforms, tightly wrapped, appeared behind them.

Three guns were pointed at them, now it's impossible to escape
This was already two days ago.

The transport vehicle of Xingzizhong Research Institute was attacked by mysterious figures, and the nerve gas in transit was also taken away.

Although the stolen nerve gas was only [-] milliliters, it was said that it had the power to completely incapacitate people within a radius of two kilometers.

"Why study such a dangerous thing?"

"According to the people at the institute, they happened to be doing research on pesticides, they happened to research nerve gases, and they happened to be attacked at the end."

At the same time, the other party also sent a letter of challenge to the Metropolitan Police Department.

If you don't want them to spread nerve gas, use your strength to stop them.

"This is a challenge to the police organization. Prisoners demand that we send the best investigators as their opponents"

Ye Jiusheng listened carefully, but Takagi beside him seemed a little distracted.

Ye Jiusheng, who discovered this unusual situation, called "Senior Takagi" softly, but there was no response from the other party.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to say softly: "Senior Takagi, Administrator Kuroda is calling for you."

When Takagi heard this, he stood up immediately, and shouted "arrived" sonorously.

Everyone in the conference room turned their eyes on him.

There are regrets, and there are also schadenfreudes.

"Since someone volunteered to take on this responsibility"

Kuroda Hei looked at him seriously, "The fate of this country rests on your shoulders."

"what?"

Takagi was stunned, and looked down at Ye Jiusheng beside him.

I saw that the other party was smiling all over his face, and then shrank his neck, looking scared.

I'm afraid Takagi will make himself a claypot.

As soon as the meeting was over, before Takagi had time to ask Ye Jiusheng what happened, the enthusiasm of his colleagues seemed to overwhelm him.

"Takagi, we will try our best to support you!"

"Be careful in everything!" A senior with a plaster cast on his hand made a cheering gesture to cheer him up.

"wish you success!"

"Don't come back alive!"

don't come back?

Takagi suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and he just thought that he should go to Ye Jiusheng later to discuss how ripe the claypot rice should be.

At this time, a colleague took out a paper and a pen, smiled and said to him: "Takagi, please help me sign next to it."

This is, are you going to ask yourself for an autograph?

"Officer Tamano, I haven't become a hero yet." Takagi scratched his head, looking a little shy.

Yu Ye smiled even more.

"I just want to sort out the invoices before you die in the line of duty."

Takagi sighed, and took the pen and paper from the opponent's hand.

Just then, the landline in the office rang.

"I'm the head of the class, Kyota."

After finishing speaking, Jingtian looked at the person in front of the computer and gestured with his eyes.

After the opponent's operation was as fierce as a tiger, Jingtian pressed the speaker button, and the voice was released instantly.

A slightly dull male voice said, "Let me hear the name of the best investigator in the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Takagi Police Department."

Taking the opportunity, a colleague at the side put a tiny device on his collar to monitor his conversation with the prisoner.

"Takagi," the other party seemed to ponder for a moment, "Please go to the place I instructed next, and do one thing. If you can complete it successfully, you will be able to prevent the spread of nerve gas."

"But if any other officer shows up, we're going to spread nerve gas right away. Do you understand?"

The faces of everyone became more serious in an instant, without the ease and joy of teasing Takagi before.

"Where do you want me to go?" Takagi asked quickly.

The prisoner didn't answer him right away, but deliberately kept silent for a few seconds, making the people around him feel anxious and uneasy.

"First, reach the rooftop of Sanlitun in Liangu before one o'clock in the afternoon."

After a few seconds, the other party finally made his request.

"time is money—"

He deliberately dragged his tone long, and then hung up the phone.

In the National Treasure Exhibition of the Locke Kingdom in the Dongdu Art Museum, Qinghai Chuantang listened to the sound in the earphones, and was so shocked that the lollipop in his hand fell to the ground.

Rum has been known to like to use this proverb in his emails.

And the reason why she appeared here was to be curious about what kind of special envoy Lancelot sent by the Locke Kingdom would be like.

Although it is a very small country, it does not need any protection. But it is precisely because of this that she has an opportunity to sneak in here under the guise of security.

Just as she was thinking, a woman in black business attire walked out of the door behind her.

Rumi is born in the translation room.

"Excuse me, that"

"What's up?"

Qinghai Chuantang turned and walked over.

"Actually, I have a rather difficult matter here."

And the so-called troublesome thing is that Lancelot's parrot, Jiujiu, has disappeared.

"According to Envoy Lancelot, when he was interviewing reporters in another room, he put the tweet in this room. However, when he came back, it was gone."

Lancelot babbled a bunch of Martian languages ​​that she didn't understand, which really gave Qinghai Chuantang a headache.

"It may have been stolen."

Rumi Muruo translated what he said: "I hope you can find it as soon as possible."

In a corner of the hut, there is a delicate white cage.

But now the cage is empty.

"It means, do you want me to help find that parrot?"

"Yes."

"But my job." Qinghai Chuantang intentionally showed a look of embarrassment, "In the final analysis, it is just to protect the safety of the special envoy."

Lancelot seemed to understand her words, and immediately stood up from the sofa, pointing at himself and said a bunch of Martian-like words.

Feeling a little excited.

Finally, under the comfort of Rumi Muro, Lancelot sat back on the sofa again.

"Protecting me means ensuring the safety of my family at the same time. If you refuse, I will formally protest to the authorities through diplomatic channels."

When Qinghai Chuantang heard it, if it rose to an international diplomatic incident, would it be okay?
Hastily waved his hands, and agreed to the request to find Jiujiu.

An hour later, Takagi finally arrived at the roof of Sanlitun in Liangu before the appointed time
But Ye Jiusheng is concerned about Takagi's safety.

Because of self-blame, because they are partners, and because of the explanation of the section chief, they quietly followed Takagi along the way.

After arriving, he hid in a relatively inconspicuous location to prevent being discovered by others.

"The designated location has been reached."

Ye Jiusheng reported the current situation in a low voice through the miniature intercom.

"Understood, what about the prisoner?"

"Not yet."

The roof is very quiet.

Apart from Takagi and Ye Jiusheng, there was no third person present.

At this time, the office was already busy.

"Has the evacuation work around Sanlitun in Liangu been completed?"

"It's done. The nearby residents have been evacuated due to the gas leak accident."

"very good!"

Jing Tian turned around, and a colleague ran over with a stack of papers, and hurriedly said: "Section Chief, I have already made a list of people who hold grudges against the police."

"A lot."

After looking through it roughly, Jingtian gave the order again: "Continue to look for the suspect's characteristic appearance."

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound came from the speaker again.

"This is Yejiu, call the headquarters. There is a call to Takagi-senpai's mobile phone, it may be from the prisoner."

On the roof, Takagi looked at the anonymous call and pressed the answer button without hesitation.

"Hey, it's me."

"According to the agreement, only one person should come, right?"

"Of course only."

"Lie." Before he finished speaking, the other party interrupted him: "Then who is that man with a silly hat beside the pipe?"

Takagi turned his head slowly, looked at Ye Jiusheng who was smiling at Ye Jiusheng, deliberately pretended not to know him, and asked with an exaggerated expression: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?"

Ye Jiusheng pointed at himself and stood up, smirked a few times and said, "I don't know why I came up here."

In terms of acting skills, he is not professionally trained, and because of lack of experience, he has not been polished.

Therefore, he pretended to be a fool, trying to get away with it and paralyze the opponent.

"I'm sorry, it seems that I climbed so high because I was too stupid." Takagi understood what he meant, and said so.

However, this time, the other party did not give him any response, but hung up the phone directly.

"Senior Takagi, I can explain it"

Ye Jiusheng stretched out his hand, with the expression of Erkang trying to keep Ziwei.

At this time, Takagi's cell phone rang again, and it was another anonymous call.

"Hey?"

"I'll give you another chance, you go to see the helipad."

"Apron?"

Takagi was not familiar with the terrain here, so when the other party mentioned it, he naturally showed a puzzled look.

Fortunately, Ye Jiusheng was well prepared.

He took out a layout plan from his pocket, and after looking at it, he suddenly realized: "It's just behind the roof!"

The two came to the tarmac and found a gas device placed on it.

There is also a tray beside it, with five black brocade bags and a small electronic balance.

　Ye Jiusheng: Senior Takagi, listen to my explanation!

　　Takagi pondered: How mature should the claypot rice be...

　　(Thank you big brother for the reward, I will add more tonight)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)