Conan: The Self-cultivation of Fake Wine

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Just like Megure. Have an operation, some stitches, and stay in bed for a while.

But in this case this afternoon, something is obviously wrong.

Officer Narazawa is dead. And it was a shooting.

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Lu Ren could see clearly that the police officer had been shot in the abdomen.

Lu Ren didn't know what kind of gun he was shot with, but he knew that the injury was caused by killing people.

To put it another way, even if the murderers in this world are more deranged and their cruelty is several levels higher.

Then he shouldn't have killed Narasawa first. He should have attacked Nine first, and then Eight, Seven, Six, Five...

The order is now wrong.

It can't be that if you meet by chance and it feels like a good opportunity to make a move, just jump on it...

Lu Ren felt that this possibility was not high.

He suppressed these doubts for the time being and said in a comforting voice: "Brother Maori, there may be another hidden story behind this case. It probably has nothing to do with the digital murderer. Officer Narazawa just happens to have a number in his name."

Then Lu Ren selectively selected some of the ideas just now to persuade Maoli.

"Maybe." The gloominess on Mao Li's face did not diminish even a little because of Lu Ren's persuasion. He sighed, his originally straight back now hunched over.

There was one thing that Mouri didn't say. Strictly speaking, Officer Narazawa had never worked with him.

Because this person is too serious and ruthless in his words and actions.

The incident of 'shooting the hostages' was the one that Narazawa scolded the most harshly and fiercely.

Naturally, Maori doesn't like this person very much, let alone deal with him.

But this does not affect his admiration for this person.

This veteran detective, who had been working on the front line for more than thirty years, fell on this cold rainy night.

Whether it was because of him or not, Narazawa's death made Mori feel very bad, even worse than the damn weather.

……

When the car arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department, Mumu, who got out of the car first, greeted Lu Ren and the others and led the three little ones straight up the steps and into the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Fortunately, Lu Ren and the others are also familiar with each other here. They knew where to go next without being escorted by the police.

In the interrogation room, three little ones sat side by side and very obediently provided everything they saw at that time, such as the characteristics of the murderer.

Just this confession...

"Young man holding a black umbrella."

"The beautiful big sister holding a green umbrella."

"Middle-aged uncle holding a blue umbrella"

Completely clueless.

This made people frown.

Lu Ren persuaded the three little ones to think seriously and not to deal with it in a silly way.

The result made all three of them cry. Their confessions were still inconsistent and even more confusing.

Megure rubbed his forehead and gave Sato a look.

"Mr. Lu Ren, I have something to ask you. Let's go out and talk."

"Ah."

As soon as Lu Ren went out, the three little ones gradually stopped crying, but the testimonies still didn't add up.

The case has reached a deadlock.

outside the house.

Lu Ren and Sato stood against the wall.

"What's the matter?"

"A little personal matter. My mother has been urging me to get married recently. You also know the situation of my family. My father died young and my mother raised me single-handedly. I respect and love her very much and don't want to disobey her. But now she wants to see me get married. I want to hold my grandson. Alas.”

"That's it. I don't have this problem. My parents are gone."

"..."

"I can't refuse anyway, so just go and give it a try. Maybe you can meet someone you like."

"It's impossible. I..."

"Wait a minute, I'll take a call."

Lu Ren took out his cell phone and walked aside.

Seeing how careless he was, Sato also stopped wanting to talk.

After a while, Lu Ren walked back quickly.

"The newspaper already knows about what happened in the afternoon. Put the case aside for now, and you go talk to Memu to see how to report it. Then I'll hand it over to the newspaper. Let's unify the tone, otherwise they will write nonsense. "

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 294 Thursday (Thursday)

"At around two o'clock this afternoon, at the traffic light of Mihua Park, the current police officer Narazawa was shot by an unknown person. The Metropolitan Police Department has sent additional police support and set up an investigation headquarters at Mihua Police Station."

Rainy day in Tokyo.

Pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, rushing for tomorrow.

The pressure of this city is obvious, and if you want to survive here, you have to never stop.

Just now, just this moment.

Pedestrians paused, holding umbrellas and looking up at the large display screen outside the mall.

- A policeman died. He didn't die from an accident, he died from deliberate murder.

The newscaster on the screen had no fluctuation in tone and expression, as if they were discussing what the weather was going to be like today.

These people undergo special training.

But other residents of Miwa Town did not.

They were whispering, looking incomprehensible, with fright, sorrow and amusement on their faces.

In this smelly, dirty city that breeds all kinds of evil. Crime is commonplace.

Here, people die every moment.

The difference is nothing more than that - some are discovered by detectives and made public; the rest are unknown, lying quietly under flowers, lying in the cemetery, lying in someone's memory.

People don’t say they are numb, but they are basically used to it.

However, there are some agreed-upon red lines that no one will touch.

For example - in Miwa Town, it's okay to kill people, but don't kill the police.

If someone wants to touch the taboo red line, it means that this person will be included in the must-kill list of the police in Tokyo and even Japan.

Never die.

The Mika Town police are used to seeing death and are used to it.

But precisely for this reason, they reject their own death.

Faith, blood, dedication, Bushido spirit, Showa spirit...

Members of the police cannot say that there are none, but as time wears out, there is only one thing that really keeps them here.

——Safe, absolutely safe.

Even with the tentacles of desire, the flames of sin spread throughout the city.

The police are safe.

In Mika Town, the definition of safety is not particularly high.

Police officers can be injured or injured, but they must be alive and retain their self-awareness and independent personality.

This is the conventional red line. A red line that no criminal can touch.

Once you touch...

The most violent institution in the city, and in all of Tokyo, will serve him alone until the end of his life.

At that time, any luck seemed ridiculous.

——Don’t openly contradict the police, let alone try to kill them.

This commandment was broken today by an unknown fanatic.

So pedestrians stopped, and a storm was about to come.

……

When the violent organization that had been dormant for a long time was operating at full capacity, what happened next had nothing to do with Lu Ren, a detective.

A raging wave has begun. Personal will seems so small.

The chilling atmosphere started at the Metropolitan Police Department and gradually spread throughout Tokyo.

The sins lurking in the dark side were awakened one after another.

Escape, arrest, interrogation, conflict, detention, imprisonment.

The unwritten rules of the past have all lost their effectiveness and been unilaterally torn apart by the police.

Blood flowers and rain flowers dance together in this city.

The police used guns and blood to knock on the closed doors.

Tacit understanding, fear, concern. Everything in the past was swept into the garbage dump by the police and swept into the place where they should go.

The crows flapped their wet wings and sounded the death knell of sin with their hoarse and noisy cries.

This cleansing was so powerful that it even stirred up the darkness buried deepest.

[Honey, who is that bastard? 】

[Find that idiot. 】

Two in a row.

Belmode started.

After a while, Gin, who was far away in Kyoto, also focused his attention here. And Gin's will, to a certain extent, represents that adult's will.

Lu Ren knew why they were like this.

Only calm stagnant water can breed stench.

Tokyo, where the current is surging and could be shattered if not careful, is not in the interests of the winery.

The only way is to let the police find it, or to find the murderer first.

Only then can this storm be calmed.