Although Matsuda really wanted to leave this thing that seemed very common to others to Takagi to do, this was his usual way. He asked Takagi to deal with the subsequent troublesome things every time he took a record or something.

But now Matsuda didn't dare, he was afraid that Takagi would mess it up. He told a woman who was worried that her husband would never come back. Even if it was an irreversible fact, it was his mouth to convey bad luck. It was him telling a person that she had lost her happiness.[]

After rebirth, Matsuda, no, should be said that in the three years after the explosion of the Ferris wheel, Matsuda's courage became less. In the past, mercenaries were no longer unscrupulous people. He learned to respect and respect life.

When Matsuda carefully disguised himself calmly, told Mrs. Yutian that the news and asked her to claim the body. Looking at Mrs. Yutian's painful face, Matsuda remembered the little girl in her memory for some reason. The little girl who said in a nearly desperate tone that I was looking for my mother.

Matsuda didn't say anything comforting, he couldn't say it. He just looked at Mrs. Yutian's back silently and disappeared from his sight bit by bit. Mrs. Yutian would get better. No matter what, as long as he was alive, he would endure or forget his sorrow, and then start a new life and find new happiness. But this pain did exist, and it was also what Matsuda was obsessed with.

Three years ago, Matsuda set a goal for himself to be a policeman. He believes that the most important responsibility of the police is to stop this kind of pain. When law enforcement officers give kind-hearted people a relaxed environment and tightly restrain people who are full of bad things from making mistakes, will there be criminals in this world?

That kind of ideal society is impossible, and Matsuda also knows that he can only do his own thing and do his own things as a grassroots law. Matsuda can only control himself, although sometimes he can't control much. Whether it's poor, he is alone or hypocritical, Matsuda has always wanted to do this in his heart, not for anything else, just to be able to have a good night's sleep and have a good dream at night.

When Madam Yutian was sent away, Matsuda saw Conan with a resentful look in the corner of the corridor before he could take a breath. Matsuda was not in the mood to tease the little baby, and walked over and headed straight to the point: "Is there something wrong?"

Conan, who had felt that he had suffered a lot of grievances, has always been paying attention to Matsuda, so he naturally knew that he was in a low mood now. But Matsuda knew his most important identity, and this matter had to be resolved. He also said seriously: "When did you know that I am Shinichi Kudo?"

"How could I know that when you are in the limelight, I was still on vacation." Thinking of the fact that I had been taking a break for three years during the rest of my injury and holiday, Matsuda felt so happy at that time.

Indeed, Matsuda and Conan who live as Shinichi Kudo have no social relationship. If Matsuda can guess his identity, it would seem that Matsuda knows Conan a bit too much. Although this is the case, how could Matsuda admit it?

Conan couldn't figure out how Matsuda got his information even if he wanted to break his head. He could only assume that Matsuda was a little suspicious of himself. After all, he did not act like a primary school student at the murder scene, and he would only have an intersection with Matsuda at that time. With Matsuda's keen insight, it is normal to have some suspicion.

It was a complete coincidence that he could know his identity. At that time, he didn't even expect that he might transform into Shinichi Kudo again. Afterwards, Conan drank a whole bottle of white dried but did not change back. Who could tell such a coincidence clearly? He could only pinch his nose and accept it.

"Ahh?" Matsuda pretended to be innocent and listened to Conan's remarks about his tortuous experience, pretending to be surprised: "It turns out to be like this!? They can actually let you see it when they are conducting shady transactions with huge transaction amounts. It seems that they are not very professional."

Not very professional? Haha, are you skeptical of my detective level? Although Conan is not convinced, the end of a child like himself is completely unconvincing, so he can only think in his heart: "Anyway, don't underestimate them. This is a very large dark organization. If they discover it..."

"Children are children, such as huge organizations, are they necessary to worry so much?" Matsuda reached out and pinched Conan's face: "With your current appearance, who can guess that you are Kudo Shinichi. If you don't get close to them, find them, and defeat them, will you dare to turn back to Kudo Shinichi's appearance and live? That would be a fatal blow."

As he said that, Matsuda shook his right hand without hesitation and pinched Conan's little face: "You don't cherish such a natural and hidden disguise."

Bastard! Let me go quickly. Conan was so painful that he was pinched by Matsuda. He didn't think about what he said. He used both hands to force Matsuda's arm. When Matsuda let go, Conan said worriedly: "But, Xiaolan..."

"Do you think that if they will let Xiaolan go when using Kudo Shinichi's identity to fight against the so-called organization?" Matsuda said helplessly: "Save it, the chance of exposing Edogawa's identity is too small. Don't take your opponent too high, they are very powerful, right, but this also means that they will not pay too much attention to you, a little devil detective. Their neglect of you is your only chance to turn your victory or defeat. If you really care about Xiaolan, then hide here and let her bathe you, the little devil for the rest of your life."

After Matsuda pointed out his weakness, Conan's face turned red suddenly, and then he shook his head desperately. No, right! He was distracted by this bastard again: "What you said makes sense, but, but..."

"No need to be but," Matsuda stood up and ended his conversation with Conan: "In the future, let me know from that organization. I will attract their attention from the front, so that you can investigate slowly in your woman's arms with peace of mind."

After walking two steps, Matsuda turned back to Conan, who looked worried, and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell the Meguro Police Department. If that organization is really as you said, we grassroots police officers will only get bad things if they rashly get involved. The fewer people know about this kind of thing, the better. It's the secret between you and me."

Seeing Matsuda disappearing, Conan was still standing there quietly. Yes, maybe I was too careful. However, you also know that the organization is not so simple to deal with. It depends on the two of us? It is not like this! Conan clenched his fists. You do this to transfer all the dangers to yourself! Damn, you are underestimated like this!!

Conan, who was wandering with Matsuda, looked dazed and excited, was not noticed. When he was so innocent and innocent child, he was almost dying of pain, and such a good policeman who was judged to be caring, took a photo with a relaxed and heart-warming expression with a profitable look. If he hadn't learned some ulterior motives, would he have done such a thing?

After entering a lesson, Matsuda's face changed to a lazy smile. Looking at the people who were busy with drug cases, he consciously got to his position: "Oh, it's really hard. There have been so many difficult events in such a festival. I'm so busy." After saying that, he picked up a piece of information on the table and covered it on his head, preparing to go to bed for a night's sleep. He completely deemed the tangled and mixed motivation for thoughts imposed on him with curse effects.

As for Matsuda's behavior of sleeping heavily during work hours, the uncles in the first class naturally would not pretend not to see it. However, no one was going to wake him up and tell him what the responsibilities of the police and what organizational discipline is. In terms of professional ethics, no one would think that he did better than Matsuda. Moreover, Matsuda's outstanding ability is the main force in dealing with those difficult events. No one would specifically point it out when he is tired of his mind and body.

However, when Matsuda's "huh" snoring filled the entire space, the upset uncles decided to teach him what professional qualities a qualified policeman should possess after he woke up.

Under his capable subordinates, Sato Police Department joined forces with the Kyujo prosecutor to eliminate the impact of the murder of diplomats. Shirato Police Department was working hard to deal with the drug case seriously. The poor Meguro Police Department is now searching the first-class management officer Matsumoto's gaze, and made a third military order in a silence of sweating. "Please rest assured, we will, we will...ah, no, we will not let this evil happen again."

"Well." Matsumoto Katsushima also knew Megumi's difficulties, and understood his guilty tone and said earnestly: "It's New Year's Day now, and everyone is busy for the new year. I know that everyone is working hard, and it's only a few days, so everyone will insist on persisting. Minister Oda Choi specifically asked me to tell me that he hopes that what is published in the newspaper now is about charity activities, rather than murders and drug incidents.

"I know, I know." Meguru wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Please tell Minister Oda Choi that we will do our best and will not let his expectations down."

The poor Meguro Police Department didn't know when he promised that his old friend, Mr. Kogoro Mori, received an invitation to attend a charity golf conference. He also got up early one morning and shouldn't have called Koran and Conan to form a team of death to go to a golf course to practice.

Megu, who had been scared and spent the day, didn't even go home after work, called Matsuda to watch out for the night in the office of the same class. It was after midnight, Megu, who was by the phone, called Matsuda, who had been lying on the table all day, went to the duty room to sleep together.

Such a stable life lasted until the next morning. Another day passed. Megu's police department felt that bad luck was about to leave, and saw the dawn of victory and the signs of happiness. However, before seven o'clock, an explosion occurred at a golf course. Although the casualties caused were unknown and the consequences were unknown, the words "explosion" made Megu's eyes turn green. The resentment from the depths of the soul, even if the light of the light swept over, Matsuda shivered and her goose bumps fell all over the ground.
Chapter completed!