Chapter 977 Monks Do Not Tell Lies (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

"Did you seize the pistol used by the prisoner?"

In the dark alley, Sakaki looked at Hattori Heiji in surprise and was even more shocked when he saw that he was intact.

Could it be

Is he also a hidden master in the pistol realm?

"Harm, the prisoner panicked and was afraid of the pursuers. I took advantage of his unpreparedness and struck his wrist with a stick, knocking off the gun. At that moment, an off-road vehicle parked next to him. I couldn't stop him. He ran away."

Hattori Heiji said lightly, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

In fact, he really wanted to say

When stopping the prisoner, if Conan could kick a football, he would definitely be able to arrest the prisoner, but it's a pity that it didn't happen.

"This gun"

When Sakaki-sei doubted Hattori's true strength, Conan, who was unaware of it, had already taken the pistol and studied it carefully.

As the pronoun of the famous agent 007, the anti-Fascist hero Adolf also used this gun to kill the infamous Hitler. Anyone who knows a little bit about firearms knows its prestigious reputation.

The size of an adult's hand, the gun body is made of all steel, with countless small scratches. Under the mottled paint, little rust spots eroded by the wind and moon are revealed, and even the rifling is smoothed.

Calculated according to human age, the PPK in Conan's hand is at least 70 or 80 years old.

"Don't touch it."

Sakaki took away the pistol and unloaded the magazine:

"The prisoner's fingerprints are still on it and will be handed over to the police as evidence later."

"It's true, Tumon Yasuhiro, just give a speech. Why are you standing so high? Don't be a living target for others!"

Conan curled his lips and said:

"Was he taken to the hospital?"

"Well, they have been taken to the Affiliated Hospital of Eastern Medical University by ambulance. Xiao Ai and the others are following, so let's go there too."

As the commander of the Self-Defense Force, the assassination of Domon Yasutei, who was running for election, is not a small matter. It may have involved an improper political fight or touched someone's cake, and is essentially the same as an ordinary murder case. There is a difference.

The Metropolitan Police did not dare to neglect. When Sakaki and the others rushed to the hospital, they saw one police car after another parked downstairs. Megure Shisan, Takagi Wataru and others were following a man with a beard. Behind the gray-haired man who was blind in one eye, he looked like a senior official.

"That seems to be Kuroda Hei."

Conan recognized the identity of the one-eyed man:

"Uncle said that after the last bank robbery, Matsumoto Kiyonaga took the blame and resigned, and a new management officer came to the search section, Kuroda Biewei who was transferred from Nagano Prefecture."

"Nagano Prefecture."

Sakaki Makoto thought of Nagano Prefecture's criminal police officer Zhu Fu. The new Kuroda Biewei should be his boss. He was aggressive and probably not a good person.

"I've heard of him too."

Hattori Heiji, who had one hand in his pocket, stared at the back in front of him and said:

"Heibei Kuroda, who used to work at the National Police Agency, was involved in an extremely serious accident 10 years ago. The right side of his face was burned by flames and he lost one eye. He was in a coma for nearly ten years. Shortly after he woke up, he was sent to Nagano Prefecture, I didn’t expect that he was transferred back to Tokyo recently, it seems”

"As Uncle Ginshiro said, the Metropolitan Police Department has been making big moves recently."

Sakaki turned his head and looked at Hattori Heiji. Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha's fathers were in high positions, so it was natural that they knew the inside information:

"What big moves has the Metropolitan Police made recently?"

"I don't know the details. It's an internal secret. My fox-eyed father won't tell me, and Uncle Ginshiro won't tell me either."

Shrugging, Hattori Heiji said that the information he knew was very limited and there was nothing he could do to help.

"No, as long as you are willing to betray your appearance, you can definitely get information out of He Ye's father!"

Conan fanned the flames and encouraged:

"He Ye has such a good relationship with you. Your parents definitely know it and won't object. You work harder. Once you capture He Ye, are you still afraid that Ginshiro Toyama won't tell you the inside story?"

".Why don't you go sell your lust?!"

"If I had your conditions, I would have gone a long time ago!"

Conan poked Hattori's waist with his elbow and said with joy:

"As for the youngest, handsome and talented detective in Japan, it has to be you Osaka Black Chicken!"

"oh?!"

Hattori Heiji shuddered and suddenly became nervous. He cleared his throat, fiddled with his jacket twice, and asked coquettishly while looking at his phone in the mirror:

"is that so?"

"That's right, monks don't lie!"

"Indeed, Kudo, you have always been foresighted. It seems that the battle between Kansai and Kanto has come to an end. As expected, I am slightly better."

Sakaki's head hurt as he listened, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

It is true that monks should not tell lies, but the key point is 'monastic', not 'not tell lies'.

Is Conan a monk?

no.

Is he lying?

Come on, I just gave Osaka Black Chicken a flattering blow, and it was lifted to the sky, and now it's still floating down!

bite!

【You have a new text message】

Sakaki took out his cell phone and saw that it was from Miss Miyano. They followed the ambulance all the way to the hospital and learned the specific location of Yasuki Domon's operating room.

"Let's go."

Picking up the phone, Sakaki said:

"Let's go to the operating room on the third floor quickly. Xiao Ai and the others are waiting, as well as Brother Hattori. I'll leave it to you to inquire about the Metropolitan Police Department's actions. You have a lot of connections, and Conan and I have to rely on you. "

The word "rely on" emphasized the tone. Hattori Heiji flew higher immediately after hearing it. His blood rushed to his head. Without saying a word, he promised:

"Leave it to me! I guarantee to complete the task!"

The two mean-spirited Makoto Sakaki and Conan smiled at the same time as if their evil plan had succeeded.

A few minutes later, the three of them came to the third floor of the hospital. The corridor was crowded with reporters and police.

Miss Miyano and Kazuha stayed in the corner, looking like they were not competing with the world.

"What's the situation now?"

Makoto Sakaki walked over and asked:

"Is Yasuteru Domon in danger of life?"

"The bullet hit the shoulder and injured the suprascapular artery. The onlookers did not evacuate in the first time, which delayed the ambulance and caused excessive blood loss."

Miss Miyano said lightly:

"It is still under rescue and should not be in danger of life."

Hearing that there was no danger of life, Conan and Hattori breathed a sigh of relief, and their hearts fell.

The rescue was still in full swing, and the first investigation team headed by Kuroda Bei was waiting outside the operating room nervously, anxiously.

"Megure, have you found out the identity of the shooter?"

Kuroda Bei, who was standing at the front of the crowd, asked in a deep voice.

"Officer Sato and others are investigating at the scene."

Megure Jusan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead:

"We found a shell at the scene, with the name of Domon Yasuki engraved on it. This is likely a revenge killing."