Sure enough, nothing good happened. This article was produced by Matsuda. The first release, Matsuda, had a correct premonition. He was pulled to the Metropolitan Police Department early in the morning. Matsuda sat obediently and quietly at his desk, neither naughty nor causing trouble.

Unfortunately, the weak concession did not bring the peace it deserved. Matsuda did not go to the meeting room of the first lesson that Memu called to. In addition to the four leaders of the third violent crime department, there was also the eldest scar-faced Matsumoto Kiyonaga, who was the first lesson.

Go! There is indeed nothing good. The management officers of Matsumoto were dispatched. With their cautious expressions, do you need to say anything else?

"Matsuda, we call you here first to confirm that this time may have something to do with that matter." Matsumoto said cautiously.

What happened? Matsuda took the piece of paper handed over by Matsumoto without hesitation.

I am an anti-spi Japanese ts, and something will happen at the victory parade.

There is only such a simple sentence. Matsuda shook it twice without knowing it, looked at the front and then the blank back: "That's it?" Isn't this fax paper? What's the matter?

"Don't you think this is very similar to the incident three years ago?" Megu said carefully, as if he was afraid of a certain line of defense.

"Three years ago?" Matsuda was still confused.

"It's the explosion that you have been following. Didn't you fall into the search class for this?" Still Sato couldn't stand it anymore and answered Matsuda's confusion.

"That?" Matsuda's face changed immediately: "Yes, it's also a fax provoking the entire police station. We must catch him this time!"

"Okay, then let's discuss the specific plan now." Megu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his beloved general was full of fighting spirit, neither excited nor depressed.

"First of all, we have to send a large number of police forces to deploy along the route to look for suspicious people." Matsumoto immediately got to the topic: "On the way of the parade, I will leave you with the third violent crime system. Meguri, you must keep an eye on me, and no problems will arise. If you find that you can, don't act without permission. If you have something to do, contact me immediately. The mobile team is downstairs and ready to pull it out at any time."

"Yes! Matsumoto Management Officer, there will be no problem with us, I promise." Megu agreed and started the internal deployment meeting of the Third Department of Violent Crime.

"I personally led the team to the scene. Shirato and Sato took a group to disguise themselves as passers-by to investigate closely." Meguri skillfully arranged: "Remember what the Matsumoto management officer said, don't act alone, because the prisoner may be carrying explosives. He is talking about you, Matsuda!"

"Hey? Why is there something wrong with me?" Matsuda felt very innocent.

"Don't do it randomly." Meguru looked at his watch: "Has the parade begun? Everyone, do not waste time."

"What about the little student?" Yueshui was unwilling to be the background: "Are you still following Officer Sato?"

"It's good." Shirato made the decision: "Yueshui has a strong observation ability and may find something. Let Matsuda and me team up, and we will take action separately at that time."

Is it too unmanned? Matsuda cursed in his heart. In front of Matsumoto Megumi, in such an emergency, he still had rationality and did not really talk to Shiratsuki about this subordinate issue.

After leaving the conference room, Yuesui slowed down and walked with Matsuda at the end and asked, "Senior Matsuda, I have also heard of that incident. Could it be that the same prisoner?"

"Imitation crime." Matsuda answered directly.

"Ah? Then you, senior?" Yueshui was confused by Matsuda's honesty. Although she keenly realized something was wrong, she was blinded by Matsuda's straightforward answer just now. After all, Matsuda had absolute authority in that incident.

"If you don't make things bigger, why do you make everyone move? Don't let them rest and just watch our lively." Matsuda curled his lips: "This guy who imitates crime is also stupid. With such straightforward words, that prisoner likes guessing games the most. And imitates who is not good, imitate him. The Police Department has no clue about him now. It is not clear whether it is a man or a woman or a young man. This time, the guy appears, he will be ready to accept the concentrated firepower of the Police Department. He will definitely use the purpose of capturing the bomber three years ago to search for him."

"Senior is such an amazing person. He taught many young students." I don't know what Yue Shui's mind was thinking: "Senior deliberately did not say it because he was afraid that the prisoners would really have explosives this time, so he made Matsumoto police even more and invested more police force, right? After all, the crowds at the parade were dense, and the consequences of the explosion were unimaginable."

"Oh!?" Matsuda looked at Yueshui strangely: "I didn't expect that you knew me so much, and you saw through everything."

"It's true." Yue Shui smiled happily, smiling brightly.

"Matsuda, this time you are in my operation team. Everything must be followed by my command. Search on the other side of the street and do not approach Sato's team. We must now disperse and not let the police overlap and waste." Shirago said seriously: "The situation is very serious now."

"Now I know why you can become a police station at such a young age." Matsuda looked at Shirato so carefully for the first time.

"Do you think I will give you the chance to get close to Sato?" Shiratsuki smiled confidently.

"Really? Why don't you tell Sato that she won't need to take her to pick me up to work every morning?" Matsuda's eyes lit up and she said with a little excitement.

With such a longing and showing off, Shiraki directly pushed the internal injuries and looked at Matsuda depressedly: "Get out of the car!"

"Can I go down with this outfit?" Matsuda looked down and saw that he was still dressed in a black suit: "I am also a famous detective, will I be recognized?"

"Can't you change your clothes?" Shiraki didn't want to see Matsuda's face at all now.

"Do you think I am the young master of a rich family like you, changing clothes is like drinking water?" Matsuda was really not in the mood to squeeze in when he saw the dense crowd outside.

"You won't have only this set of clothes, right?" Shirago strengthened his tone.

"How is that possible? I have two sets of such clothes. One was washed last night and it was not done yet." Matsuda had no shame.

"I will not interfere in my private life. Now I will get out of my car, right away, right away!" Bai Bird raised his face.

"It's great if the car is good and the people are rich." Matsuda slammed into the car door in anger, and muttered: "If I had as rich as your family, I would have been a police officer long ago."

"If you become a police officer, that is the biggest stain in the Japanese police circle." Shiraki said, "The White Bird came down to lock the car."

"I feel a headache when I see so many people." Matsuda stroked his forehead with his fingers: "If you really have a sound in the crowd, even Matsumoto can't bear it. You will definitely lose ten pounds of fat."

"I will eat you before losing weight." The white bird walked around the car and pointed at the sidewalk: "You've watched it here."

Matsuda sat on the hood of Shirato's car in front, leaning on his chin, watching Shirato cross the road and walking towards Sato.

I'll go! What's going on! I saw a passerby paying attention to him and gave him a blank look: "No child comes to draw a flower in such a good car."

After finishing my mind, I jumped out of the car and got on the sidewalk. No matter how much I joked, I couldn't really leave it alone.

Hum? Well? Matsuda put his right hand on his forehead, looked left and right, and finally he had to admit that there were too many people. From here, I couldn’t see the situation opposite. What was that guy Shiraki doing?

The only thing that made Matsuda seek comfort was that Shiraki's luxury car was parked in the wrong place and had been flooded by the crowd. Don't think about driving it out.

This kind of searching for a needle in a haystack can't stop anything. This is the stupidest way, but it is also the only way. The police, such a ten thousand-year-old little man, can only wait for others to take the move first.

It shouldn't be so stupid, right? Just in the crowd? Matsuda recalled that he had no impression of what happened this time. Speaking of which, he had been living here for three years, and he looked so sloppy at the beginning. Unless it was something particularly exciting that made people remember it deeply, I really couldn't remember anything.

It shouldn't be true. No matter how much the detectives are for children, it is impossible to have any serious violent incidents. So, why did people imitate crimes this time? Matsuda fell into deep thought.

After pondering for about a second, Matsuda twitched his head with his hands in his arms. Damn it! Why are you guys shouting so loudly on the street? There is no way to think about it at all!

As soon as he looked up, he saw the crowd of cheers and the slowly moving parade. Matsuda could only see a few people wearing jerseys standing in the car excitedly waving.

"Boom!" Matsuda's concern explosion suddenly overshadowed the fans' shouts.

What!? It really exploded? How is it possible! Matsuda was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted, took out the headphones from his pocket, and pressed the intercom: "Everyone is ready to maintain order! Evacuate the crowd and don't have stampede incidents!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd in the cold situation became turbulent. Matsuda took out the police officer's certificate and shouted: "I am a policeman! Don't be messy! Stay calm and don't crowd! Evacuate in batches!!"

No matter how Matsuda shouted at the top of his throat, it would be useless. Even if the person next to him stopped hesitantly when he saw the police officer's certificate, he would be pushed by the people behind him.

"Don't be in trouble!" Matsuda raised the police officer's certificate and rushed up to the crowd, squeezing in the direction of the explosion.

What's going on? Where did it explode? Matsuda finally lit up before his eyes, and there was no one in front of him. He only saw a police car parked across the road. Next to the police car was Shiraki and Dr. Agasa, and of course, there were also those hateful little ghosts.

Conan, it was him! I knew it. Matsuda gritted his teeth in hatred and walked over: "What happened just now?"

"Takagi's car suddenly exploded." Shiragou glanced at Matsuda and replied.

"Takagi? How is he?" When he heard it was Takagi, Matsuda breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "No one was accidentally injured, right?"

"When Takagi was preparing to move the car, the car exploded. Generally, it would be dead if it was blown to death." Shiratsuki said: "Fortunately, there were no pedestrians passing by at his parking space."

"Officer Shirato, Officer Matsuda, you two shouldn't be so ruthless." Takagi crawled out from behind the postbox and said in fear: "I finally got saved."

"You boy's life is hard, you can't die." Matsuda looked back at the burning car: "It's so lucky that there are no casualties."

"What's wrong with you?" Shiragou began to ask Matsuda: "Now there is only one set of clothes like this."

Ah? Matsuda then lowered his head and saw that his suit had been pulled a few long holes, and his trousers were torn off one piece.

Helplessly, Matsuda looked back at the place where he came just now. There was no one left, only shoes, glasses, and wallets.

Thousands of words can only be summed up in one sentence: "Ah, I just had the Long March."
Chapter completed!