Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

"The Date Kou you mentioned is also in the Metropolitan Police Department's Investigation Division. He was my senior, but... Date-senpai passed away in a car accident a year ago..."

He opened his police laptop, entered the rest of the information, and then sighed.

"As for Zhufu Jingguang, his electronic file shows that he has been deregistered. In this case, it is likely that he was killed in a mission, but we don't know what mission it was."

"And Furuya Rei—Furuya Rei's file isn't in the archives system. As expected, he's an active member of the National Police Agency. Therefore, the Metropolitan Police Department's archives system doesn't have the authority to inquire about Furuya Rei's current situation..."

"Furiya Rei? Is this the person?"

Hattori Heiji suddenly interrupted, then took out his cell phone and pulled up a photo.

The photo has very low pixels and has a specific time distribution recorded in the style of a surveillance camera. It shows a blond man in a baseball cap leading some police officers into the backstage of the Tokyo National Stadium.

Only part of the other person's face was revealed, but it was enough for Erenika to recognize who it was.

"Yes, this person is Furuya Rei..."

"His alias is Toru Amuro, and his specific position is unknown, but he was severely injured in the Tokyo National Stadium bombing and has been secretly transferred to an unknown hospital for treatment."

Hattori Heiji finally realized the difficulty of the situation and muttered.

"Unless Rei Furuya can escape from the intensive care unit right now, there's no way we'll find him."

"What's going on? Four police officers killed, three seriously injured, and one? Is the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department cursed or something?"

Chapter 108 Pramya’s True Identity (5/5)

The good news is that there are police officers within the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department who can stop the Pramya bombing operation.

Bad news, three of the four police officers died in the line of duty, and the remaining one is still in the intensive care unit.

I originally thought that by finding a civil group [Nada Unichi Tokit] that specifically deals with Pramya, I would be able to find a way to deal with Pramya, but I didn't expect that this group was also led by others.

Just when the scope of cooperation was about to reach a deadlock.

Haibara Ai suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Takagi, I'd like to see the spectator list for the Emperor's Cup football tournament final."

————What is the spectator list for the Emperor’s Cup football match final?

Takagi Wataru subconsciously looked at Conan, then realized that the voice was a little wrong, so he shifted his attention to another elementary school student sitting next to Conan - he had an impression of this child.

This kid was present when the famous counterfeit money thief [Silver Fox] was caught.

"Of course you can, but, little sister, what do you want to see this for?"

Officer Takagi asked in a low voice, but Haibara Ai was completely unaffected and just spoke again in a calm voice.

"I thought I saw Pramya."

When these words were spoken, Erenica, Takagi Shigeru, and Sato Miwako stood in awe.

Erenica finally understood why Hattori Heiji brought two elementary school students here for a talk. It turned out that each of these two elementary school students had unique skills, and each one was more ruthless than the other!

"You can't joke about this kind of thing, little sister. Are you sure?"

Takagi Wataru's expression turned serious, and his fingers tapped on the laptop keyboard.

It seems that he is still confirming the matter, but in fact he has already started to retrieve relevant police archives to let others know that he must write a self-criticism. However, some things just need to be done, so what's the point of writing one or two self-criticisms?

Without waiting for Haibara Ai to reply, he turned the laptop in his hand and pointed it at Haibara Ai.

Ai Haibara stood on tiptoe, hooked the center cursor position of the police laptop, and slid it down little by little. Finally, her eyes fell on the identity information of "Christina Lisa".

Then, she double-clicked the information to save it, and immediately, Christina Lisael's information was retrieved.

Takagi Shigeru and Erenikka walked behind Haibara Ai and looked at Christina Lisaer's information together. They saw that the only information Haibara Ai retrieved was the driver's license information obtained in Tokyo, Japan.

And the face in the driver's license photo is undoubtedly the face that Haibara Ai saw at the Tokyo National Stadium!

"She is Pramya."

Haibara Ai said calmly.

"What? Miss Christina is Pramya?"

Takagi Wataru exclaimed, and he spoke quickly.

"Ms. Christina is the fiancée of retired Nakamura-san. They're already planning their wedding. I saw them when I was helping with the rescue at the crime scene!"

"Could there be some mistake?"

But as Erenika looked at the photo, the emotions in her eyes grew heavier.

She immediately refuted Takagi Wataru loudly.

"Pramya is a dangerous lunatic. She has no feelings at all!"

"Rather than saying she's truly in love with your retired senior, it's more like she's just using your senior to steal information from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department! We must find Pramya immediately!"

The female captain of Nadaunichitokitti was a little uneasy.

"Before every operation, she would kill her relatives or loved ones who were disguised as her, and then fake her own death to escape. If we had been late, another innocent police officer would have died at Pramya's hands!"

What needs to be done now suddenly becomes clear.

Although Matsuda Jinpei's death directly led to a future where Pramya's liquid bomb could not be defused, if Pramya could be captured before she could detonate or install the bomb—

Hattori Heiji immediately stood up and said without hesitation.

"Hey, Takagi-san, hurry up and take us to the home of your senior in the village!"

"No matter whether this Christina is Pramya or not, let's make sure his life is safe first!"

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Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Hakuba Detective's temporary personal office.

Bai Matan, who had just returned from studying in England, stared at the photo and identity information displayed on the computer.

His fingers tapped subconsciously on the handle of the chair and he whispered.

"Christina Lisaille? French last name, is she French?"

"Metropolitan Police Department records indicate that Officer Jinpei Matsuda of the Third Division of the First Investigation Division prevented a bombing in Shibuya Ward the day before his death. The bomb was confirmed to be a liquid explosive... on November 6th, three years ago."

"And Christina Lisaier came into contact with the now-retired criminal police officer Nakamura Tsutomu on December 10th three years ago. And yesterday, she and Nakamura attended the Emperor's Cup football match final."

"I remember when the explosion happened at the Tokyo National Stadium, some spectators left the auditorium temporarily in panic, and Christina was one of those spectators who left the auditorium according to the eyewitnesses."

A hint of doubt appeared in Bai Ma Tan's eyes.

"Your departure time includes the occurrence of [Yan Shuangying was forced to blow up the outer wall of Tokyo National Stadium to leave] and [Scooping's death and motorcycle explosion]. Your return time is five minutes after Scooping's death."

"Could it be that you are remotely controlling the liquid bomb to explode?"

"Using Nakamura Tsutomu's identity, they were able to find out some of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's data, and then specifically shared a USB flash drive used by the Japanese Public Security Bureau, allowing them to read the surveillance records of the Tokyo National Stadium."

"And when the Ministry of Transportation used surveillance footage to search for the Black Organization's speeder, they saw and blew up Scorcher?"

————Can this really be done?

Or is Pramya, an internationally wanted criminal, really that dangerous?

What was her real purpose? Money? Fame? Profit?

Bai Matan's eyes narrowed slightly.

He realized something.

His reasoning assumptions were faulty.

There is no way that Pramya can stay quiet for a single day. She is a pure criminal of interest, and the time of committing the crime cannot be deduced by common sense. Although she seems to be hiding, she is actually very likely preparing for a new explosion!

Wow————

The chair slid backwards and Bai Matan stood up.

He immediately took out his cell phone and asked the Metropolitan Police Department officers to confirm Nakamura Tsutomu's situation. In addition, he called Hattori Heiji - if it was this guy, the investigation should have reached this point!

However, Hattori Heiji did not answer the phone.

An ominous premonition suddenly spread in Bai Ma Tan's heart.

Chapter 109 Will I Lose Everything? (1/5)

The crosshairs silently aimed at a person's head.

The next moment, a gunshot that was almost inaudible due to the silencer was heard, and the man immediately fell backwards and disappeared from the sniper scope, but the man must have been dead - because most of his head was already shattered.

This is the last Black Organization observer that needs to be dealt with.

Shuichi Akai did not put away his sniper rifle, but instead headed inside the Black Organization's base, ready to provide the necessary assistance to that person - however, that person did not seem to need it.

Tick, tick, tick.

The man in black stepped over the bodies of several peripheral members of the Black Organization and walked towards the stairs on this floor.

He even had time to light himself a cigarette. It didn't feel like he was sneaking into an enemy's lair, but more like taking a walk in his own home. In fact, he had achieved perfect stealth, at least, perfect stealth on this level.

Because all the peripheral members of this layer have died silently.

Tick, tick, tick.

Solitary footsteps echoed in the stairwell.

On the upper floor, three members of the outer patrol team who were patrolling the corridor heard footsteps on the stairwell. They looked at each other, wondering who would be moving up and down the stairwell at this time, and surprisingly, there was only one person's footsteps——

Gin told them that if they wanted to take action, they had to work in groups of three to prevent any accidents.

They walked into the stairwell and pointed their pistols at the corner of the stairwell from the next floor to this floor, feeling a little nervous.

Then, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

The eyes of the outer member closest to the stairs widened instantly.

He immediately opened his mouth and tried to shout out the figure's name to alert his colleagues in the building. His finger subconsciously pressed the trigger to fire a fatal bullet at the figure.

Obviously, bullets may be lethal, but guns are not.

The guns in the hands of these peripheral members are not even that—their first reaction when they see the enemy is horror and panic, rather than conditioned reflex shooting. This shows that the gun in their hands is nothing more than a harmless toy.

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