Comprehensive comic: It starts with getting little Doraemon by punching in

Looking at Miwako Sato who was in a good mood, Kazushi Chiba touched his head.

It seems that Officer Sato usually has a lot of resentment towards Kitahara.

Sorry, I'm late.

As soon as Sato Miwako left, Kitahara Hajime yawned and walked into the office.

Good morning, Chiba.

Looking at Chiba Kazunobu standing at the door, Kitahara Hao greeted him, and then asked with some confusion: Are you late again?

If you are late again, your perfect attendance this month will really be lost.

Kitahara Hajime reminded.

Hearing these words, Qianye Heshen couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

You're the only one who's late today, and I've already lost Quanqin.

026: Sorry, I remember the plot!

Inside the Metropolitan Police Department.

If it weren't for the horse charm, I would have been exhausted last night.

Kitahara sat down in his seat and sent Soharu's manuscript that he had been working on for an hour in the canning studio yesterday to Machida Enko. Then he slowly closed his eyes and sighed softly.

You know, an hour outside is equal to a day inside the canning studio.

In other words, he has been writing the novel manuscript all day long since last night.

Every time you feel sleepy, use the Horse Talisman to restore your mental state.

In just one hour in the outside world, he used the horse charm almost seven times.

It's just torture.

Just when Kitahara Hao was leaning on the chair, about to start fishing with a computer pen, a reply from Machida Enko came on the phone.

Machida Enko: As expected of you, these manuscripts can be saved for almost half a month. Remember to write the next volume as soon as possible!

This woman is really greedy...

When he saw the message sent, Kitahara's eyes twitched and he crossed out her dialog box.

Out of sight out of mind.

Throwing the phone into his pocket, Kitahara also picked up the computer pen placed next to the table and started today's daily work.

Looking at his left hand that had started to automatically process the report, he nodded with satisfaction.

You still have to rely on this thing to catch fish.

After thinking about it, Kitahara took out a thick book from his fourth-dimensional pocket and placed it on the table.

Postpartum Care with Gardevoir.

This book was the reward he got by checking in at his house last night.

It just happens to be used to kill boring time at work.

And you might be able to draw a Gardevoir in the future, so just think of it as a study in advance.

With some curiosity, Kitahara Hao opened the book about postpartum care in front of her.

It feels like the rewards given recently are becoming less and less right...

The work of the Metropolitan Police Department is generally very leisurely if there are no cases, that is, small things such as writing reports every day.

In one morning, he had finished all the work that needed to be done today.

The rest of the time is just about drinking tea and taking a look at the postpartum care of Gardevoir.

Add some strange knowledge to your head.

Five p.m.

There's still one hour left.

Kitahara Hao took a sip of the tea on the table, then slowly closed the book in his hand, glanced at the current time, and whispered to himself.

I have finished reading the book I picked up, so what should I do next to pass the time?

Kitahara Hao's fingertips gently tapped on the folder on the desktop, and his brown eyes turned to look at the scenery outside the window.

The location of their search section is on the third floor, so the scenery below is unobstructed.

When I first joined the company, I chose a location near a corner and next to a window, which was a smart move.

It is the least likely to be noticed when touching a fish in a corner, not to mention that there is a broad Chiba Watsunobu in front of him blocking his view.

What?!

Just when Kitabahara took a sip of the fragrant black tea, Megure Shisan's shocked voice suddenly spread from the police office to the entire investigation department.

Another case?

Kitahara Hao's hand holding the cup paused slightly, and then his eyes became speechless.

Ever since Kudo Shinichi became Conan, he knew that the Metropolitan Police Department might encounter murder cases every day.

However, you can’t just come every day when I get off work!

You have one hour left to get off work, and you come up with a murder case, which is a complete delay.

At this moment, Megure Thirteen opened the door of his office and walked out with a solemn expression. His eyes first fixed on Kitahara Hajime in the corner, and then looked at the other people present.

There is a murder case in the Medieval Art Museum. Now Brother Kitahara and Brother Chiba, you two come with me.

Since Sato Miwako was out on patrol and Takagi Wataru was out handling cases, neither of them was in the office.

So Megure Thirteen directly found another substitute - Chiba Kazunobu.

Yes, Megure Police Department!

Chiba and Nobu quickly stood up and replied.

Behind him, Kitahara Hao also stood up lazily, with a glimmer of light in his brown eyes.

Medieval Museum?

If my memory is correct, there is a high probability that the police will get off work early this time.

Behave well, brother Kitahara.

Mumu Shisan came over and patted him on the shoulder, speaking earnestly.

After all, this is a police officer who finally appeared under him and was able to solve the case.

You must know that without Kitahara Hajime, the Metropolitan Police Department relied entirely on the detective named Kudo Shinichi to help solve cases.

As a result, the Metropolitan Police Department at that time was crazily belittled in newspapers, and Kudo Shinichi also won the title of the savior of the Metropolitan Police Department.

It's an honor for the detectives, but it's a shame for them, the police.

Thinking of this, Mumu Shisan sighed.

Fortunately, their investigation department now has Kitahara Hajime, so they don't have to shamelessly ask the detective for help.

I understand, Megure Police Department.

Beihara Hao looked at Megure Thirteen, who suddenly looked sad, and nodded lightly with a corner of his mouth.

To be honest, the police in Conan's world were the most useless he had ever seen.

When encountering a case, they all rely on private detectives. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is all blind at the crime scene.

…………

Medieval Gallery.

A clear whistle sounded at the entrance of the art museum, and the police who followed closely also set up security tapes at the entrance.

Kitahara Hao followed Megure Thirteen and thoughtfully walked into the art museum in front of him.

Oh, isn't this Officer Megure!

As soon as he entered the art museum, a familiar voice came from not far away. Kogoro Mori, wearing a blue suit, was walking towards here with a big smile on his face.

Why is it you again?

Megure Thirteen looked at the familiar Mouri Kogoro in front of him and asked speechlessly.

He had seen Mouri Kogoro at the crime scene three times in a row.

Kitahara Hao also glanced at Conan not far away, and then focused his attention on the old man wearing a suit and leather shoes beside him.

Hello, I am the director of this art museum, and my surname is Ochiai.

After the old man noticed the police here, he walked over calmly and said hello softly.

Director Ochiai...he is the murderer.

Kitahara Hao looked at the emaciated Director Ochiai in front of him and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Sorry, I just remember this episode.

027: Detectives are outdated, now is the age of science!

If the memory in his mind is correct, the frail old man in front of him must be the murderer of this art museum murder.

Kitahara Hao looked at the gentlemanly and polite Director Ochiai in front of him, and the vague memories in his mind gradually became clear.

The frail old man in front of him was wearing at least 40 pounds of knight armor, and he could lift a 200-pound fat man with one hand and nail it to the wall with a sword.

He is truly worthy of being a strong man from the Showa era!

This kind of strength is not something that an ordinary old man can possess.

But the murderer already knew it. What is the specific modus operandi?

Kitahara Hao gently pinched his chin and stared at the corpse in front of him that was nailed to the wall with a long sword.

Officer Megure, the identity of the deceased has been determined. A police officer from the Information Section held the information collected in his hand. He came over and said.

The deceased was the boss of the Zhenzhong Group. He had bought this medieval art museum half a month ago. The cause of death was that he was stabbed through the neck with a sharp knife. There were two wounds scratched by the sharp knife on his chest.

Did you buy this art museum half a month ago? Megure Thirteen then looked at Director Ochiai next to him and made a routine inquiry, So have you found any traces of the prisoner there?

We have asked everyone here, but no one has found the prisoner.

Director Ochiai replied.

Memu Police Department, there is an anti-theft camera in the corner. There may be clues to the prisoner on it!

Chiba Kazunobu, who was responsible for checking the surrounding environment, pointed at the hidden camera in the corner and said.

Brother Beihara, you didn't expect us to meet so soon?

How is your physical condition? Last time I saw you unconscious for so long——

Just after Kitahara Hajime finished checking the body, Conan came to him at some point and pretended to be a child, raising his head and asking.

However, the eyes hidden under the plain glasses were looking at him carefully.

Since the last time he used an anesthetic needle on Beihara, he was unconscious for half an hour.

He specially returned to Dr. Ali's house and conducted several experiments on himself.

However, the results of each experiment were that he would wake up within ten minutes, and there was no sign of exceeding this time.

In other words, it was not the problem of his anesthesia needle, but Kitahara's own problem.

It would be easier to say if it was due to the other party's physical condition, but if it was intentional - wouldn't it mean that he has been exposed!

Thinking of this possibility, Conan suddenly broke into a cold sweat when he returned to Dr. Ali's house.

And now is the time to verify his guess!

Don't talk to me in this tone!

Very disgusting.

Beitahara looked at him with disgust.