Chaoguang

Chapter 137 Detective
Keigo Atobe sensed the sight of his surroundings, "Mom, what do you see me doing?"

"Jingwu, mom has been watching you for 5 minutes, what's the matter with you?"

Atobe Keigo pinched the bridge of his nose, "It's okay, I was distracted."

Mrs. Atobe thought to herself, you don't seem to be distracted, and besides, it's not like she hasn't come from your stage.

"Then, your Uncle Sakurasaki's daughter wants to invite you to go shopping in the street. It must be very lively outside today. It seems that you are not busy now. Do you want to go?"

Atobe Keigo directly refused, "No, you just push it, I'm not free."

"The company still has materials that I haven't read. I'm going to work. You sit down first."

Mrs. Atobe looked at the back of her son walking upstairs, said oh, and touched the corner of her eyes with her fingertips, which is a bit interesting.

In such a lively festival, instead of going out to play with friends, I just stay in the study and read materials, which is not the case in previous years.

Atobe Keigo closed the study door and sat alone at the desk. He didn't rush to read the documents on the desk, but took out his mobile phone and waited for a while.

After a long time, he spit out two words, "Liar."

Christmas is still a very grand festival in foreign countries, which is deeply loved by young people.

Although Sanada Ling is not very interested in these holidays, especially the atmosphere and the strong colors of that day will make her feel uncomfortable, but it will not be too disappointing.

Even if such a lively festival is not playing with friends on the street, it is good to watch TV and eat with family at home.

She never expected that she would spend her first Christmas in the detention center after her return, locked up with men, women, young and old who committed crimes in this room, and even presented a pair of 24K silver-plated bracelets , what a surprise.

Sanada Ling's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip, and her voice was filled with endless chill.

"Whether you lose face, if you lose face, I will ask you if you lose face?"

Kudo Shinichi stepped back unconsciously, leaned against the wall, and laughed dryly, "Haha--this is not what I want to see either."

"Oh," Sanada Ling sneered, "You said you went back to look at it because you felt something was missing. Now, did you find anything missing?"

Kudo Shinichi couldn't even laugh at this time, he stumbled and said, "Isn't it too late?"

"Let me tell you something is missing," Sanada Ling shook her wrist, and the handcuffs were shining brightly under the light, "Is there missing evidence to send us in directly, ah, you even took the initiative to send us in It was served."

The corner of Kudo Shinichi's mouth twitched stiffly, "Who knew they would be guarding there."

Sanada Ling glared at him, "I don't care about these things, you have to find a way for me."

"If I'm discovered by my family, or in this kind of place, heh, I will burn paper for you on this day next year."

Kudo Shinichi: "."

You don't have to.

Kudo Shinichi squatted down with a headache, covered his head, "Let me think about it first."

The two of them were talking, and they were always in the corner, and the volume was lowered so that only the two of them could hear each other, which caused dissatisfaction among the other people who were arrested in the same room.

"Hey, newcomer, what are you muttering over there, speak out louder for everyone to hear."

"Yo, my little sister is special enough. She came in with handcuffs. The crime is not small. What did she do to get in?"

"Little sister looks good, don't be scared, come over and call brother, brother will definitely get you out if you have something to do with it."

Sanada Ling looked indifferently at the group of people in front of her, "Get lost!"

The expression of the man she called brother changed, he was annoyed by her ignorance and flattery, and felt that this man's rebuttal had made him lose face in front of his brothers, and he couldn't hold back.

Those who can be arrested today, or who have been locked up for several days and have not been released on bail, are not good people.

"Damn girl, your tone is not small, I think you owe a beating."

In places like prisons, the big bullies the small, whoever has the hardest fist has the final say, and new offenders always have to be beaten before they can continue.

Like Sanada Ling, who looks like a good girl at first glance, who is white and beautiful, here, she is a little lamb who takes the initiative to deliver to the door.

Wash your neck and wait for others to chew on it. The rest of the people are either indifferent or gloating, and some want to grab a hand.

Kudo Shinichi turned his body silently, facing the wall, the scene that follows is too bloody, it's not good, it's not suitable for children to watch, it's better to avoid it.

Sanada Ling raised her eyelids, swayed her wrists slightly, and slowly stood up, with a careless look, and the strength of her hands was not light at all.

Soon the sound of punching to the flesh, the sound of sprained bones, and the sound of men and women crying in pain could be heard in the room.

"Ah! Don't hit, don't hit... I know I was wrong!"

"Sorry, sorry, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again."

Even if Sanada Ling wears handcuffs to restrict some movements, it is enough to deal with this group of people.

The policeman saw the chaos here from the surveillance camera, and ran over with his baton, blowing his whistle, "What are you doing, what's wrong with you."

The baton slammed on the railing, "Let go of it, I'm dying!"

Sanada Ling tilted her head, looked at the police who suddenly barged in, and let go of her strength.

The man gasped and lay on the ground, ah, it was terrible, how could such a woman exist.

"You, it's you, get out of here in handcuffs, contact your parents immediately, and let them come over!"

Sanada Ling glanced at her, and went out without making a sound. Kudo Shinichi followed closely, holding her tightly, and the police didn't even stop a child, so just follow and solve it together.

In the interrogation room, Sanada Ling sat on a chair in handcuffs, and two police officers sat opposite her and interrogated her with serious faces. "Name, phone number, ID card, home address, who is in the family?"

Sanada Ling narrowed her eyes slightly, and glanced at the room, tsk, it's really a familiar environment.

Before Sanada Ling could answer, Kudo Shinichi ran over. He was too short to be restrained anywhere, "Uncle policeman, can I make a phone call? My sister and I were brought in because of a misunderstanding. I'll give you a call and you'll find out."

The two police officers looked at each other, "Yes, tell me what the number is."

Fifteen minutes later, the two were sent to the office of the Criminal Director of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department by the police.

Toshiro Odagiri, chief inspector of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and head of the criminal department.

The expression on the faces of the police officers downstairs when they came up after the call was connected is still fresh in my memory.

Superintendent Toshiro Odagiri sat behind his desk, clasped his hands on the table, and glanced at them sternly.

"Meet you again, little friend Conan."

Kudo Shinichi took two steps forward and sat down on the chair, "Officer Odagiri, good day, I'm sorry to trouble you today."

Sanada Ling also followed his movements and sat on another chair, looking at the man opposite.

Wearing a dark suit, tie tied on the chest meticulously, parted to the left, the hair on the left is facing back, the bangs on the right are scattered in front of the forehead, sharp eyes, serious expression, mustache, is a uniform of the Ministry of Hattori Minister Zang Moto has a similar temperament.

"I don't know if you can explain to me, what's going on with you today?"

Kudo Shinichi looked up at Sanada Rei, although everyone may know that in their hearts, but they can't make it too obvious.

Sanada Ling's eyes fell on a newspaper on the desktop, the headlines on the society page, the midnight murder case, the murderer hidden in the winter snow, these reporters can really write.

Sanada Ling asked back, "I don't know how your investigation of this case is going. Does the murderer have any clues? Has the first victim of the serial murder been found?"

It's better to ask first, in case people are almost done with the investigation, they are waiting to be arrested, and her further words will be redundant.

Toshiro Odagiri's eyes became serious, and he looked at the little girl with a little deep meaning. In fact, when they first entered the door, his eyes were on her first. Without him, he was suddenly arrested in the police station. Handcuffed, she walked in so calmly, as if she was walking in her own yard.

"what do you mean?"

Sanada Ling thought for a while and said, "I don't seem to have introduced myself yet."

"Hello Police Inspector Odagiri, I'm Alice and I'm a detective."

Detective, Toshiro Odagiri chewed on these two words, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the kid on the other side, a little interesting.

"Currently the case is deadlocked, and no information about the murderer has been found. Do you have any insights?"

Sanada Ling nodded, and said politely, "I can't talk about insights, but I did find some clues in the past two days, and you should be interested."

"My map is placed"

"Here, here, here," Kudo Shinichi took out a map folded into small squares from his pocket, and it was all on it.

Sanada Ling took it and unfolded it on the table, facing the direction of the chief inspector, explaining to him in handcuffs.

Fingertips kept gesturing on the map, telling all her analysis and profile of the murderer.

Kudo Shinichi listened and nodded, yes yes, that's it, just as I thought.

Toshiro Odagiri's eyes became more and more heavy, and he glanced at her with uncontrollable amazement in the gap between her explanations.

He is too aware of the weight of the words the little girl said today, such clear thoughts, and the grasp of the murderer's heart.

It is not an exaggeration to say that even a ten-year-old criminal policeman can't compare with this IQ.

Sure enough, the same people can play with the same people.

"To sum up, I also hope that the police inspector can use big data to investigate female bar cleaners aged 35-40 in Kabukicho, who are about 1.6 meters tall, currently living alone, and have independent means of transportation. The place of work is not fixed. Run around in various bars, have suffered domestic violence, her husband died or disappeared, I suspect that the first person she killed was her husband, the possibility of death is as high as 90%, you can use it as a condition for careful screening .”

"Oh, and this." Sanada Ling took out another piece of paper, on which was a sketch of the murderer, which she drew, "This is a simple sketch I made of the murderer, you can refer to it."

Toshiro Odagiri looked at this sketch of a character silently. To be honest, he has been in the industry for so many years and has seen all kinds of people. It is not easy to draw a portrait of a character like this.

Kudo Shinichi raised his hand to cover his face. When Sanada Ling talked about the portrait, he felt something was wrong. He was lucky enough to have seen that painting before it was completed. It was really fresh in his memory, which made people disagree.

Sanada Ling's talents and skills are all focused on the brain, the painting is not as good as the elementary school students, it is too...abstract.

As if feeling the suddenly stagnant atmosphere, Sanada Ling pursed her lips, looking down on people, how good is her painting, she has nose and eyes.

"Hey, this portrait is based on my own ideas, it may be a bit abstract, but don't worry, if the murderer stands in front of me, I will definitely recognize it."

Toshiro Odagiri looked away slightly, you are not a little abstract, but he took the mobile phone on the table and sent out a few messages.

He took out another key from the drawer and uncuffed the handcuffs on Sanada Ling's hands.

"Sorry, my people are too reckless."

"The information you said is very important to us, and I will immediately arrange for the people below to search."

"So is there anything I can do to help you? Or is there anything you want?"

Sanada Ling shook her wrist, pointed at him with an index finger, "One request."

"You said."

"Erasure me from the whole thing, and no one can find out about me. This is my only request."

Toshiro Odagiri was a little puzzled, "You are."

Sanada Rei: "Maybe I should introduce myself again."

"Kanagawa Sanada Rei, a third-year student at Lihai University, former Kanagawa police chief Sanada Panshi is my grandfather, the current Kanagawa police chief Sanada Akino is my uncle, and my father is Sanada Akitoshi, the third son of Sanada Panshi, Died in a plane crash two years ago."

"They were nice to me and worried about me, so I didn't want my family to know what I was doing outside."

"If it is discovered in the future, let's wait until then. Now I don't want my family to know."

"Also, your boss, Minister Tezuka Kuniharumoto, can't know either. If he knows, it's the same as my grandfather knowing."

Toshiro Odagiri had guessed that this little girl might have a lot of background, but he didn't expect it to be the granddaughter of Sanada Panshi, who really surprised him.

"Well, can you do it?"

Toshiro Odagiri gave her a deep look, "Yes, I promise that no one will find your information."

Sanada Ling: "Thank you very much, then I can also guarantee that within three days, no, two days, give me another two days, and I will send the murderer to you."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

"Officer Odagiri, there is one more thing," Kudo Shinichi saw that they had almost finished talking, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which was the reason why they were almost beaten up in the morning, "This is what the murderer left at the door of the bar." In the locker, spend money to commit crimes, you should also take a look."

Toshiro Odagiri took the note and frowned when he saw the writing on it clearly, "I will investigate, are you all right?"

"Fortunately, there is sister Alice, and she was not injured."

"Alice?"

Sanada Ling looked at him and said, "Isn't it more convenient? My English name and my surname are too obvious. You can call me Alice directly in the future."

Odagiri Toshiro nodded slightly, "I understand."

(End of this chapter)