The police car was parked next to the highway on the river bank. Megu took Matsuda and Kogoro down the slope and saw the robber's car.

"Isn't this Matsuda?" Deng Mei, who was in the forensic class, just finished watching the co-pilot and looked up and saw them coming down.

"Yo, Denmi, I haven't seen you for a while." Matsuda continued without hesitation: "I really don't want to see you. Every time I see you, it's a big event, an expert."

"Ahem, did Dengmi find anything?" Megu, who was ignored, immediately stood up and emphasized that he was the leader.

"There is no fingerprint in the car, including the Dura aluminum box," said Denmi. "If you find out, then it is the gloves and mask left by the prisoner. There is no way to check the fingerprints for such things."

While they were talking, Matsuda circled around the car himself. The driver's seat was relatively large, so the driver should be a man, not Masami Hirota, the only robber who Matsuda remembered.

"What is the pink thing in the mask?" Matsuda closed the car door and lay on the car and pointed at the mask: "That location should be near the lips."

"Oh?" Megu looked down and saw that something similar to a lip print was indeed printed inside the mask: "My brother Matsuda has such a good look."

"Hey, before committing the crime, wiped the car completely, and then put on the gloves and masks that could not leave traces. As a result, because I was too hasty when I escaped, did I leave the mask in the car?" Matsuda took off the white gloves from his hand and walked up the hill and walked to the side of the road: "I'm really underestimated. Denmi helped check if there was any hair left in the mask, although this is not very capable."

"Oh? Oh." After Matsuda said something, Denmei replied dizzily.

"Hey, little kid, come home quickly, it has nothing to do with you now." Matsuda, who was about to get into the police car, suddenly remembered something and said.

Little ghost? Megu followed Matsuda's gaze and looked at Conan, whose presence was suppressed to the lowest point.

"Damn it!" Kogoro, who was no longer in sight, immediately found the punching bag and knocked the little ghost fiercely: "Who told you to come here!"

Hirota Masami, a woman who was killed when she wanted to leave the black organization. Matsuda was sitting in the car and was thinking about what to do and how to deal with the current crisis.

The terrible thing about the Black-clothed organization is its concealment. Without any precautions, even the search officer who searched for the first class and the criminal investigation experience of Matsumoto Kiyonaga were knocked down by one of the second-rate guys, so this time the Police Department was not enough to become a force worthy of reliance.

After all, there are only two people, Qin and Vodka, and there will be only two endings when using too big battles. The Black-clothed organization is exposed and then a head-on encounter will occur; or Qin and Vodka are abandoned, and the Black-clothed organization dives, waiting for the next more violent outbreak.

Although they are not afraid of the Black Organization, searching for a lesson is not their opponent. Then they hide in the darkness and use dark means to understand. Just two people still take the initiative, and they have to find a way to mobilize their sat, so they will be laughed to death.

The key question now is, where can I find them? Matsuda rubs his temples. Is the only way to do now that is to keep an eye on Hirota Masami?

"I really have no clue at all." Meguru sat in the passenger seat and looked at Kogoro through the rearview mirror and showed a hint of expectation: "Did Brother Maori think of anything?"

"Well, is this?" Kogoro pondered: "Police Department, I feel this should be a simple robbery."

"Ah," Conan looked around and looked: "Where has Officer Matsuda been?"

The call from Dou~Du~Du~ was sounded. Matsuda knew it was called by Megu, but he didn't want to pay attention to it. He must have come to ask where he was.

Looking up at the apartment opposite the road, Hirota Masami got off work and didn't go home. As soon as she arrived at the bank, Hirota Masami disappeared. After asking her colleagues, she came here, but unfortunately no one answered when knocking on the door. Tsk, is it a step late again?

However, a piece of dry bread was stuffed into his mouth, and Matsuda stomped his feet on the sidewalk. Damn it, it would be great if Sato's car was not pulled for repair, so he wouldn't have to suffer a life here.

The beep~beep~beep~beep~beep ringtone was remembered again. Matsuda took out his cell phone to drive away the cold and boredom and prepared to have a heart-to-heart talk with the Meguro Police Department.

"Police Department, is there anything wrong?" Although he was squatting until he was hungry and cold, Matsuda still faced Memu's anger in a light tone.

"Matsuda, you bastard, no matter where you are, you will feel Mikajichou now, now! Immediately! Immediately!" Meguchi's roaring tone came from the phone.

Something really happened!? Matsuda was stunned for a moment. Megu's usual routine should be to yell first and then ask where Matsuda was and what he was doing. But now he asked him to go to a place without asking. What happened?

Of course, the thing that made Memu angry was another bad incident. Kishii died, and the only guard in the armored car who was not injured was shot dead. In a small alley, he was shot three times in the chest and had no chance of rescue.

After Matsuda arrived, he felt the source of the anger suppressed by Megu. Kishii should be a key figure in the robbery, and just passed by it. Because their investigation was not in-depth enough, to put it bluntly, because of their incompetence, they missed the opportunity to solve the case. Of course, what is more important is that they missed the opportunity to save his life. If they discovered the tricks in it in time, Kishii would not be silenced.

"Where have you been?" Megu asked Matsuda calmly, as if his anger had subsided.

Huh, Matsuda understood that Megu was just burying his anger deeper. So he was about to blow the world and exhaled the turbid air and told the truth: "I think this bank robbery should have been participated by the bank's internal personnel, but I guessed it was wrong. I thought it was Hirota Masami, but I didn't expect it to be Kishii."

"Masami Hirota? Woman?" Megu said a few words, remembering the lipstick mark on his mask: "This time the robber may not be the only one bank employee involved. Kishii is one of them, and Masami Hirota may be too, so do she, and she wants to control her."

"What if it is not?" Seeing Memu's moving expression, Matsuda had a headache: "In what name do we break into her house and take her away?"

"You are not here to worry about this, I am responsible for it." Meguru whispered to Matsuda: "Just take people to take her back to the Metropolitan Police Department. If she is not, I will apologize to her personally. If she is... then at least we can save her life."

Kind, upright, and responsible, this is the Meguro Police Department who searched the class. Although IQ is lacking, it is still good to do things under him. When Matsuda heard Meguro's words, especially the last sentence, a warm current flowed from the bottom of his heart. When Masami Hirota was suspected of committing a crime, he violated discipline only for the insignificant chance that she would be silenced.

Such people are not called good policemen in the real world, but are really stupid. So Matsuda once again is glad that he traveled to the world of famous detectives, although the crime rate here is extremely high.

"Police Department, I've been under Hirota Masami's apartment." Matsuda explained where he was: "It is because she hasn't been home that I dare not leave casually."

Oh? Hirota Masami is not at home? But Kishii is shot and killed. Could she be the murderer? Meguru was thinking, and suddenly looked up: "Have you been there since the afternoon?"

Matsuda didn't say anything but nodded.

This guy Matsuda, Megu, looked up at the stars in the sky. Has this guy not eaten yet? Such a stupid thing really seems to be something he can do.

"I will arrange for Takagi to stay, Matsuda, you can rest and nourish your spirits. You will be responsible for chasing Hirota Masami tomorrow." Megu said.

Matsuda shook his head: "No need, I can hold on. The police department is still thinking about how to apply for a search warrant. I think we need to go to her apartment to take a look." Hirota Masami is related to Koto, so how could a rookie like Takagi be an opponent?

"Okay, I'll send you a car." Although Megu didn't know what the Black-clothed organization was, Takagi was still too tender to the gun robbers who were willing to kill people: "So, don't force yourself too much."

"It's okay." Matsuda waved his hand: "I'm still young and full of energy."

The leader said, and Matsuda finally had a place to rest. This made him sigh that it would be better to be organized, and it would be impossible to go to the singles.

In fact, the car was not comfortable, and the place was small. Although I took turns to rest with Takagi, I still care about this matter and sleep lightly. Squatting in the room was a tough thing, and no matter how difficult it was for a night, it would pass quickly.

But at dawn, people walked out of their homes and walked to school and company one after another, and there was no movement on Hirota Masami.

Will she sneak in in disguise? Matsuda looked up at the fifth floor. Yes, Hirota Masami lives on the fifth floor. From here, she can't see anything. She will think she has read it wrong.

Although Matsuda, a beauty like Hirota Masami, wouldn't it be wrong to ask herself, but it's a bit difficult for Takagi?

Not knowing that Matsuda was criticizing him, Takagi got into the car with a bag of buns. "Police Matsuda, breakfast." Seeing Matsuda take it casually, she stared at the door of the apartment without stopping while eating: "Police Matsuda, leave it to me to watch for a while."

"Oh." Matsuda casually responded to the crowd and stared at the crowd in and out until Megu called.

"Matsuda, the search certificate has been approved."

"So fast?"

"Well, because we received another report. We found a man named Bezoka was shot and killed in his home, and there were sketches of the bank and schedules for the armored car in his home. In addition, in the house where he died, there was a lipstick on the floor."

"What kind of Hirota Masami?"

"right."

ps: Group number 93635245, I will go online tomorrow night, so everyone will communicate more. When it comes to Ai Yuanfang Children's Shoes, the most powerful thing about the Black Organization is their mystery. The weight loss soup children's shoes are right. Matsuda's setting was predecessored by mercenaries, and his combat power should be higher than them. And shouldn't the nuclear weapons in the world of detectives be Conan's right foot? Speaking of which, the fan of the second book of the protagonist Matsuda was pointed out, everyone applauded and welcomed. If you like it, you can go and have a look. By the way, I think that the author said that I wrote it because of the inspiration and influence of this book.
Chapter completed!