The unscrupulous detective in Conan

Chapter 1467 Action Director: Leo

Upon hearing Sato Miwako's question, Fujino blurted out the capture plan he had already devised: "It's not really a plan, it's just a change in the strategy of the operation."

"Everyone was divided into four teams: one team was responsible for arresting the suspect, one team was responsible for arresting the target the suspect came into contact with, one team was responsible for sealing off the scene to prevent the suspect from escaping, and one team was responsible for maintaining order at the scene to prevent the suspect from harming the surrounding crowd."

"When arresting a suspect, try to pin him down before he can react, since no one knows if he has any weapons on him."

"In situations like this, one should act swiftly, accurately, and ruthlessly."

"At the same time, the suspect's girlfriend also needs to be watched closely. No one knows if she is carrying any weapons, and it cannot be ruled out that she might do something extreme to save her boyfriend."

"Huh? How could that woman be in any danger?" Yamamura Misao asked, somewhat puzzled.

Fujino turned to look at him upon hearing this, his eyebrows twitching slightly: "Yoshii Risa, 21 years old, the suspect's girlfriend. She met the suspect in society after graduating from high school and currently works in a bar. You should have seen this information before."

Fujino took a breath, his expression helpless: "She's good-looking, probably around twenty years old, and she's already hanging out with these kinds of idle people. I guess she's known them since high school, and she's still working at a bar now, doing what's basically a hostess job."

"I see. But how is being a hostess dangerous? She looks like an ordinary girl, not like anyone dangerous..."

Yamamura Misao scratched the back of his head, his mind automatically recalling a photo of a woman with large, fluffy waves who looked extremely mature and charming, and said this truthfully.

Fujino fell silent upon hearing this, inwardly thinking, "As expected of my brother Cao, his questions are certainly tricky!"

"You ask me what's there to be wary of about hostesses?"

"Isn't this question the same as asking: 'A delinquent during his student days, who grew up with blond hair and spends his days riding illegally modified electric motorcycles and hanging out with a bunch of shady friends, is he a law-abiding citizen?'"

Those standing nearby were naturally speechless at Yamamura Misao's actions.

He wondered how this guy had managed to get to the position of police inspector.

Yui Uehara, a police inspector, spoke up at this moment, saying, "This kind of profession is at the bottom of society. Although we can't guarantee that the other party has no criminal record, it's always good to be on guard. After all, when people like this start a fight, they don't care whether the other party is a police officer or not."

"Our colleagues in the Fourth Investigation Division often suffer heavy losses when dealing with these bad guys, and some even lose their lives as a result."

"Is that so?"

Yamamura Misao suddenly crossed his arms and shook his head, as if he understood.

In reality, he still didn't understand what it meant.

Fujino, of course, caught that look in his eyes. All he could think was, "As expected of my brother Cao, he's so innocent. He's not corrupted by society at all, just like a pure college student."

Fujino did not discriminate against women who worked as hostesses; he simply had reasonable suspicions about the entire group. In his view, these women were not much different from the pretty girls in nightclubs.

He also understood that they were all oppressed groups.

In Japan, he knew very well that many hostesses were forced into their jobs because of the brutal and vicious bullying perpetrated by women in the past.

As a result, women in Japan do not have a high social status, and ordinary people have to pay a much higher price than others to become legitimate workers.

The most common example is housewives who have been out of the workforce for a long time and suddenly become widows.

The widow, facing financial pressure, wants to make ends meet through regular employment...

It’s difficult, it’s really too difficult.

Ultimately, the only path to making big money is working as a hostess.

However, this does not mean that this group is kind. On the contrary, you should be more vigilant when dealing with such people, otherwise you will be the one who gets hurt.

In his memory, the plan had failed. After it was exposed, the hostess ran away with her boyfriend, who was a criminal. Just as the police were subduing her boyfriend, she picked up a knife and stabbed a group of police officers who were arresting him.

Megure was stabbed through the stomach while protecting Uehara Yui, who was from out of town.

To put it bluntly, people from the lower rungs of society who live in the gray area and have little moral restraint, and who have been oppressed by more powerful people for a long time, really don't consider the consequences when they take action.

Thinking this, he glanced around at the people present: "Did any of you bring guns?"

The people present shook their heads slightly in response to Fujino's question.

The locals were just lying in wait to catch a criminal who had caused serious injury, so naturally they wouldn't be carrying guns.

The others were all from out of town, so it was even less likely they were carrying guns.

Fujino said with a hint of regret, "If we had brought guns, it would have been safer. If they pulled out weapons to fight back, we could have shot them dead on the spot."

"Pity."

"..."

Everyone looked at Fujino, who seemed to have missed out on some treasure, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

Brother, you're just an advisor!

You're actually regretting not being able to execute the suspect...

This is an arrest of a suspected perpetrator, not a terrorist!
Why are they acting like those special assault troops?
…………

Fujino began assigning personnel, and none of the people present objected.

Compared to their plans, Fujino's were indeed more meticulous.

Of course, they weren't incapable of devising a meticulous plan; it's just that with so many vicious people around them, they naturally became complacent. Dealing with a suspect who was merely wielding a knife to injure people was a piece of cake.

Therefore, there are certainly dissenting opinions, and quite a few at that.

They just can't say it.

Fujino is an advisor to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Investigation Division, and is a key figure in the department.

What are you outsiders yelling about here?
We have authorized the enforcement of these powers; people should just bow their heads when they're under someone else's roof.

Fujino led a team to arrest the main suspect. The team consisted of Yamato Kansuke and Yokomizo Shigego from Nagano Prefecture, plus Inspector Megure. The female suspect was handled by four female police officers. Yamamura Misao, Yokomizo Shigego, and Takagi Wataru were responsible for sealing off the entrances and exits of the scene to prevent the criminal from escaping, while the others were responsible for maintaining order at several locations.

This arrangement is quite reasonable, there's nothing more to say about it.

Just as everyone was in position, Conan, carrying a skateboard, peered into the mall.

At a glance, he spotted Yamamura Misao and a few others, including Takagi.

His eyes lit up immediately, feeling that he had this round in the bag.

He had met Yamamura Misao, Takagi, and Yokomizo Shigeo.

Well, the basic assessment is that he can't keep his mouth shut and has never been reliable in his work.

So he went up to her and started frantically trying to get information out of her: "Officer Takagi, what are you doing here?"

"And there's the mountain village police officer!"

"Shh!"

Upon spotting Conan, Wataru Takagi immediately crouched down and covered his mouth, saying, "We're on an operation right now, so keep your voice down."

"Oh, oh, oh!" Conan nodded repeatedly with a bewildered expression, like a child.

Immediately, he asked in a low voice, "So what case are you working on?"

Takagi Wataru wanted to speak, but then he thought it was inappropriate to tell strangers like this, so he just stammered and explained, "Well... I can't say for now."

Conan tilted his head blankly: "What's wrong? Is it something important?"

Then, he looked at Yamamura Misao beside him: "Officer Yamamura, what's going on?"

"Ahem!"

Yamamura Misao pulled out his police ID from his breast pocket and reminded him, "What should you call me?"

"It's the police inspector!"

Conan squinted carefully before he could see what the other person was saying. It was the two big characters "Inspector" in the police rank position. He laughed.

He smiled, but inwardly he couldn't help but think: This guy has been promoted to inspector. What is Gunma Prefecture doing? If someone like this can become an inspector, the Japanese police are probably doomed sooner or later!

Coming to his senses, his smile remained, and he asked, "So, Inspector Yamamura, what exactly is going on?"

Upon hearing the words "Inspector General," Yamamura felt a surge of relief.

Everyone else who called out had a bewildered expression on their face.

Only this child truly seemed happy for himself.

Thinking this through, he answered decisively, patting his chest: "It's nothing serious, just that several counties have recently experienced murders, now classified as serial killings, and the suspects are currently being apprehended..."

Yamamura Misao was incredibly open and honest, sharing everything he knew.

For a moment, Takagi Wataru, who was standing next to him, stared in disbelief, completely bewildered: "How could this police inspector from Gunma Prefecture be like this? Is this information that can be shared with outsiders?"

"If I said that, Inspector Megure would probably kill me, right?"

"There are still plenty of people who look even less professional than me..."

"However, since Inspector Yamamura has already mentioned this matter, may I also say a few words?"

"To be honest, it's quite boring staying here."

With that in mind, he started chatting with Yamamura Misao and Conan.

They were having such a good chat that Conan even pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds to share with the two of them, saying, "Wow, that's amazing! So that's how it is!"

Yamamura Misao put a sunflower seed into his slightly protruding mouth, which resembled Suneo's, and cracked it open like a crow, patting his chest as he said, "For a case like this, given to a police inspector like me, cracking it is as easy as drinking water..."

"Of course, it still requires the cooperation of other colleagues."

Takagi gave Yamamura Misao a resentful look, and Yamamura Misao, realizing that what he had said was indeed a bit off, added a sentence to correct himself.

"Nen!"

"Fakase is here. Everyone to your positions and get ready to move out."

At that moment, Megure's voice suddenly came through the earpiece, and Yamamura Misao and Takagi Wataru immediately looked towards the mall entrance with serious expressions.

Conan naturally knew what was going on. He turned around and saw a disheveled man carrying a bag being greeted by a woman who looked hot, mature, and wearing over-the-knee socks on her calves, standing on the top of the mall.

Upon hearing this, the man naturally raised his hand in response.

"Now's the time. Try to keep that guy away from the escalator. Get ready to move."

Fujino spoke first, whispering something into the earpiece channel, and then slowly walked towards the man.

Following behind were Inspector Megure, Yamato Kansuke, and Yokomizo Sango, who were one step behind Fujino.

In an instant, a situation of being surrounded from all four sides was formed.

Hearing this, the four women upstairs slowly approached the woman.

"Minoru Fukase!"

In an instant, Fujino quickened his pace, his entire body accelerated, and he shouted.

The man surnamed Fukase paused for a moment, then turned around and saw a man in a black suit rushing towards him.

Then a black sneaker flew towards him.

Then, as if it were a death replay, the perspective was the ceiling, and then everything went black.

Fujino Reiken started by kicking out with his right foot to the side, his left leg following behind with a slight bend. His whole body flew up and delivered a flying kick to Fukase's chest, sending him flying two or three meters away before he crashed heavily to the ground right next to Yamato Kansuke and Yokomizo Shigego.

The people around the scene were completely dumbfounded by what they saw.

What respectable person would just kick someone away with a flying kick when they're being arrested?
Aren't you afraid of getting kicked to death?
Those familiar with Fujino know that when Fujino arrests someone, it has absolutely nothing to do with actually arresting someone.

They would kick someone if they could, and they would hit them with a club if they could; they would stop at nothing.

Knowing Fujino's nature, Yokomizo Shigeo, with his bald head shining brightly in the sunlight, turned around and tackled Fukase, who was lying on the ground.

They used both hands and feet to forcefully press him to the ground, regardless of whether he was unconscious.

Yamato Kansuke lagged slightly behind, and realizing he was a step behind, he pulled out his handcuffs and caught up.

The operation here was swift and efficient, but Sato Miwako's side was not so swift.

Miwako Sato and a few other women pretended to be chatting sisters and went shopping at the mall.

Uehara Yui and Sato Miwako are combat police officers, so their skills are naturally agile. Ogino Ayami, on the other hand, is a clerical police officer, so she is naturally not as skilled as the two of them in handling such emergencies.

As they approached the woman leaning against the handrail at the edge of the building, both Uehara Yui and she were trying to figure out how to pull the woman off the handrail while preventing her from falling due to her struggle.

Sato Miwako didn't think much of it. She quickly took two steps forward and decisively grabbed the woman's waist. Then, she lowered her center of gravity slightly by lowering her knees, spread her long legs to stabilize her body, found a point of leverage, and pulled hard to the side with her waist, slamming the woman onto the floor tiles behind her with a thud.

"let me go!"

"What are you doing!"

Still reeling from the shock of her boyfriend being sent flying by a Leo kick, Yoshii snapped out of it and began to struggle.

Sato Miwako continued her movements, spreading one leg apart and pressing her hip down with her buttocks. Then, she pressed down with one arm and grabbed the back of her neck, before finally pressing her head down onto the back of the other woman's head.

Sato Miwako is clearly a professional; from this angle, neither a punch nor a backhand elbow strike could hit her head, only barely managing to grab her short hair.

However, this still has a drawback: the other person's legs are uncontrollable, and you can only let their high-heeled feet kick your back.

After being kicked twice, the others recovered and followed suit.

Vermouth, disguised as Misa Toyota, was the first to act. Seizing the opportunity, she reached out and pressed down on the two legs covered in black over-the-knee stockings. Her slender arms unleashed tremendous strength, directly pinning down the two wildly flailing legs.

(End of this chapter)