How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police

Xin Haikong walked outside the office with a briefcase in one hand and a coat in the other.

After walking a few steps, a loud noise came over.

"...Hey! The president of Ninomiya is really rich, 100 million US dollars, if you say you take it, you can take it out."

"Otherwise, why is it a consortium? Hey, you say, is that gem really so mysterious?"

"It's hard to say, I feel quite unscientific, how can I have such a great ability."

"Then he spent 100 million dollars in vain and bought a broken stone?"

The last male voice was full of schadenfreude, and the owner of the voice didn't hold back, and laughed slyly.

"What stone?"

A gentle and clear male voice joined the conversation.

Several male police officers sat in a circle, and those with their backs to Xinhaikou continued to talk about mountains without turning their heads.

"That's it, the big boss of the Ninomiya Consortium. What's the name of Kenzaburo Ninomiya? Didn't he take a stone from the auction a few days ago?"

"That's right, what's it called the Stone of Life. I really know how to name it. I bought a broken stone for 100 million dollars. I really don't know what that guy has in his head."

After the two policemen finished speaking, the scene was extremely quiet.

After a while, a policeman looked up at the few people in front of him in surprise.

"Why don't you talk?"

The few police officers in front of them maintained stiff smiles and kept using their eyes to imply that the police officers looked back.

"Eyes cramp?"

One of the policemen couldn't hold back his curiosity, glanced back, and pulled the collar of the policeman beside him stiffly.

"What are you doing, your hand cramps?"

"No, look back!"

The policeman turned his head in confusion, his eyes widened the moment he saw Xin Haikong.

Xin Haikong curved the corners of his mouth, revealing a gentle smile.

"Officer Xinhai!"

"Officer, we're really not fishing!"

"Yes, Officer, Officer Yamamoto told us to sit together, saying that he had something to ask us, but he went to the toilet..."

Several policemen explained in a panic, with extremely embarrassed expressions on their faces.

"OK OK."

Xin Haikong raised his arm, revealing the black watch on his wrist.

"It's time to get off work, it doesn't matter if we get together to chat."

"Oh, yes!"

"I go first."

Xin Haikong squeezed the briefcase in his hand, turned to leave, and the voices of greetings came one after another.

·

Under the bridge, the river is rolling.

The setting sun that has not yet set will dye the entire river red, and the rippling river surface is shaking with fine sunlight.

The cold wind raged across the unobstructed bridge deck, and everyone who passed by couldn't help tightening their clothes.

Kazami pushed the glasses that were about to slide down and frowned at the blond youth in front of him.

"Mr. Fall Valley..."

Mr. Furuya suddenly asked him to meet him on the Qili Bridge in the suburbs at 5:00 p.m. this afternoon.

Kazami still temporarily shied away from work before he had time to catch up with Mr. Furuya's invitation.

As a result, after they met on the bridge, Mr. Furuya kept silent. Why?

"Mr. Fall Valley?"

He couldn't help but ask another question.

The blond young man standing opposite him looked vainly on the river running under the bridge.

The purple-gray pupils were not sure whether they reflected the afterglow of the setting sun or what, and they shone with inexplicable light.

"Mr. Fall Valley, do you have anything to say?"

"I…"

After learning that he might be exposed, Amuro Toru did contact Kazami for the first time according to the procedure.

But what are you going to do after contacting Feng Jian?

He hasn't figured it out yet.

His emotions were repeated over and over again, and there was a strangeness behind the whole thing.

If the man behind the scenes did find out who he was, why not tell Gin?

If the mastermind behind the scenes really wants to get rid of him, he can be handed over to the organization's scavenger Jinjiu to do it. Why should he go around such a big circle and let the policeman Hirohiko Fangmura, who was instigated against him, do it?

Could he speculate that the person hiding behind Fangmura Hirohiko was restricted in some way and could not directly tell Jinjiu or other people in the organization his identity.

So that person could only borrow Fangmura Hirohiko's hand to kill him and Xin Haikong in the name of helping Fangmura Hirohiko's revenge.

Then the problem comes again.

Who is this person, what is the code name in his organization, and why is he eyeing Xin Haikong?

The organization knew that Bourbon was a person from Amuro, who said that there were a lot of people, but there were definitely not many people who said too much, but it was just a few people.

The identities of those few people are well known to Anshitou, and those people will neither plan such a case nor let them go after knowing that he is an undercover agent.

Who else?

For some reason, the first candidate that popped into his mind was M.

Wait, M has long been eyeing Xin Haikong, and it is reasonable to want to kill him at this time.

And M also knew that Amuro Toru was Bourbon, he didn't change his face, and his appearance didn't change much, maybe...

Perhaps it was Yoshimura Hirohiko who first recognized that he was Rei Yugu in the kidnapping case eight years ago. Fangmura told M, and M succeeded in equating the identities of Toru Amuro and Rei Yugu.

But why didn't M tell the rest of the organization?

Gin has never done anything to him, Belmod's attitude was normal yesterday, and the rest of the organization treated him the same as usual.

M knew that he was an undercover agent, but he didn't say, why is this?

If that's the case, wouldn't it be possible for him to continue lurking?

Before finding out M's true identity, he really didn't want to quit the organization like this.

But his reason is telling him again that his identity exposure is a sure thing.

As long as his identity is exposed, there will be danger. For safety's sake, he should withdraw from that organization immediately.

To withdraw, or not to withdraw.

The inner balance swayed repeatedly, and finally fell to one side without hesitation.

"Mr. Fall Valley?"

The blond young man suddenly raised his head and looked at Feng Jian with burning eyes.

"I need you to do something for me."

·

The setting sun was half-hanging in the sky, and the clouds were dyed with different levels of red.

There was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps behind him, and in the next second, a yellow-haired man quickly ran past Xin Haikong, and the wind brought up a small horn on his coat.

The yellow-haired young man was wearing a black leather jacket, and his bare thighs were exposed from his ripped trousers.

He was wearing ill-fitting black leather shoes and was holding a pale pink bag.

Thief?

Xin Haikong raised his eyebrows and squeezed the briefcase in his hand. Out of friendliness, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and prepared to call the police.

"Hey—you don't run!"

Just as he took out his mobile phone, he was slammed by someone from behind, and the whole person stumbled. The mobile phone crossed a parabola in mid-air and landed precisely on the flower bed by the roadside.

? !

a bit too much...

He reached out and grabbed the person who had bumped into him, and the other party turned his head and broke free with a backhand.

It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, with unruly black hair scattered in all directions, and big sky blue eyes full of anger that was about to burst out.

The young man just bowed his head and apologized hastily, without even focusing his eyes, he passed him without hesitation and continued to chase.

Xin Haikong even wondered if this guy could see what he looked like.

The young man ran forward quickly, his gray casual clothes were blown up by the wind during the running, like a full sail.

It is worth mentioning that his facial features are exactly the same as a little detective in a normal form.

"Hey—fight!"

A young girl stopped beside Xin Haikong, gasping for breath. She pulled the corner of Xin Haikong's clothes and said with an embarrassed expression:

"I'm really sorry, Kuaidou is chasing the bag thief."

The girl looked embarrassed and rushed to the flower bed to retrieve Xin Haikong's black mobile phone and handed it to him:

"Check if your phone is broken first. If something goes wrong, I will be responsible for compensation."

Xin Haikong fiddled with the phone at random, and after seeing the normal main interface, he pressed it off.

It is impossible to guess the identities of these two people. Kuroba Kaito is like a copy of Kudo Shinichi, and there should be only Nakamori Aoko beside Kuroba Kaito.

Why did they come to Tokyo together?

Could it be that Kaitou Kidd has another prey he wants to kill?

He smiled gently and inquired without trace:

"It doesn't matter, was your bag robbed?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to buy something, but the man rushed over from behind and snatched the bag."

The girl frowned in distress and leaned forward unconsciously, probably wanting to keep walking.

"I just happened to drop by, let's go have a look together, I'm a policeman."

Xin Haikong took advantage of the trend, turned his head and said to the girl.

"Huh? Is that Mr. Constable? Great!"

The girl's voice revealed a surprise. Meeting a policeman in an unfamiliar city gave her a lot of peace of mind in an instant, and most of her guards were relieved.

"Don't worry too much, this street is one-way, and there is still a long way to the next intersection where you can turn. According to the speed of your friend just now, you should have caught the thief."

"Really…"

The girl couldn't believe it, she glanced at the front eagerly, and her pace couldn't help speeding up a lot.

"You were not in Tokyo before, it seems that you are not familiar with the terrain here."

"Huh? Yes. We went to school at Jianggutian, and this time we came to Tokyo to participate in the competition."

Not long after they left, they saw Kuroba Kuito who had pinned the bag thief to the ground.

The yellow-haired youth was pinned to the ground by Kuaidou, still struggling, shouting:

"Hurry up and let me go! Isn't it just a bag? I'll pay you how much you want."

"Cut! That sounds nice, then why are you robbing someone else's bag for no reason?"

Kuroba Kaito sneered and continued to push the person to the ground.

When he saw Qingzi out of the corner of his eye, he wanted to call the police, but the next second, the smile that had just raised on his face instantly froze.

A dark-haired youth slowly walked into his sight.

The young man in his twenties, with short black hair hanging down obediently, raised his hands in a gentle manner, and his amber eyes were looking at him with a smile.

It's him!

The policeman at the Jingguang Hotel!

The back of his head was getting cold again, as if the gun was still on it.

Shouldn't be in Tokyo! Why do I have to bump into this guy every time I want to come to Tokyo to do something!

Fortunately, the last time he changed his clothes in time, he should not have been discovered by this guy.

I think should not be.

Kuroba Kaito pretended not to see the policeman very guilty, and focused his eyes on Nakamori Aoko.

"Qingzi! What are you still doing, hurry up and call the police."

There was a slight trembling in the simply arrogant boy's voice.

The dark-haired boy's sky-blue eyes rolled back and forth with guilt, and his eyelashes flashed quickly.

"Kaidou, you really caught it! That's great."

Nakamori Aoko looked at the robber on the ground in surprise, and then looked up at Xin Haikong.

"What the police officer just said turned out to be true."

"Mr. Sergeant?"

Don't mention that guy!

Kuroba Kaito was going crazy.

He had deliberately pretended not to see this "passer-by", so why did he mention this police officer again?

"Yes, Kuaidou, you just bumped into Mr. Police Officer, and you didn't apologize properly."

Aoko looked at Kuroba Kaito with some disapproval.

It turned out that the innocent passerby he just accidentally bumped into was this guy.

"Okay, then I'll apologize now. Yeah—no—"

Hei Yu Kaidou lowered his head, pouted the corners of his mouth, and apologised in a long voice.

Then he raised his head, forced the smile on his face, and looked at the police officer with anticipation, hoping that the police officer would be able to leave immediately after accepting his apology.

"It doesn't matter, you are also trying to catch the bag thief."

Xin Haikong bent the corner of his mouth, still standing still.

"Hey, you all forgot about me or what! Hurry up and let me go!"

The yellow-haired youth who was pinned to the ground shouted angrily, more righteous than anyone else.

"I didn't say, you are a little thief, just wait to go to prison."

Kuroba Kuito lowered his head and retaliatedly pressed the yellow-haired youth's elbow back again, the pain in the anti-joint made the yellow-haired youth continue to shout.

"I said I can afford it!"

"Why do you still rob someone else's bag if you can afford it?"

"I'm just... I can afford it anyway. I can buy a truckload of pocket money with this bag."

"Don't be stubborn!"

Anger surged up again, and Kuroba Kuito pressed the yellow-haired youth's elbow down hard again.

"Ah—help, help, help!"

"This, uh... Mr. Kuaidou?"

The clear and gentle male voice slowly called out Kuroba Kuito's name.

Such a familiar voice called out his real name.

"Mr. Kuaidou" overlapped with the cold "Phantom Thief Kidd" at the Jingguang Hotel at that time.

Kuroba Kaito's whole body froze.

Holding the robber's hand, he trembled slightly, gritted his teeth, and raised his head to look at the police officer as if nothing had happened, and raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Is something wrong?"

The black-haired policeman said solemnly:

"Although the Tokyo police encourage citizens to act bravely, they still do not recommend the abuse of lynching."

"Hey!"

·

"...That's what happened. After that, I took the two victims and the prisoner to the nearest police station."

"It turns out that, Officer Xinhai, thank you very much for your help and support for our work."

The trainee police officer at the police station looked at Xin Haikong with admiration, as if he was about to pull his hand and ask for an autograph in the next second.

His experience in solving major cases and his promotion speed like a rocket have spread throughout the Metropolitan Police Department and major police stations.

I don't know how many more fans like this exist.

"If there is nothing else, I'll go first?"

Xin Haikong stood up from the chair, smoothed the folds of his coat, and picked up the briefcase next to him.

"Well...then can we leave too? The transcripts are over."

Kuroba Kuito didn't want to stay in this police station for a minute, so he asked out loud.

"Well, I'm afraid it won't work."

The trainee policeman looked embarrassed.

"The prisoner you sent here has been refusing to speak, insisting on waiting for his lawyer to come..."

"lawyer?"

Kuroba Kuaidou spoke quickly and exclaimed in surprise.

But that's not his fault either.

Who would have thought that a robber could still have the money to hire a lawyer to the police station.

Wouldn't it be better to buy a bag with the money from a lawyer?

"He's lying..."

"No, he really called a lawyer."

The trainee police also thought it was outrageous. But the other party did follow normal legal procedures, and it was not easy for them to stop it.

"Then do we have to wait here until the lawyer comes?"

Kuroba Kaito drooped his face, a little impatient.

"This is the request of the other party's lawyer. He mentioned, Mr. Kuroba, when you caught this prisoner, it seems that you caused some damage?"

The trainee policeman repeatedly compared the transcript and spoke carefully.

"You'd better be prepared, the other party is likely to demand compensation for this reason."

"Clam?"

This is a bit too outrageous, right? Do you have to pay the prisoner's medical bills to catch the prisoner?

Kuroba Kuito clenched his fists.

"It's possible, even if the police are in the process of catching the prisoner, if one is not careful, the prisoner will be accused of personal injury."

Xin Haikong had already carried his bag and was about to go out. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help leaning against the gate to watch the excitement.

Of course, he still looks like a serious police officer.

"But don't worry, I'm also a witness, I'll help you."

"Ah, if the Xinhai police officer is willing to help, there should be no problem."

The trainee policeman's eyes lit up when he looked at Shinkai, and he put his hand on Kuroba Kuito's shoulder and reassured him.

whispering sound.

Kuroba Kuito pouted and turned his head.

It's not that he can't afford a lawyer. If the other party really wants to do this, he will go and invite the mother of that guy's girlfriend over. Can a golden lawyer still beat you?

"By the way, what is the origin of that guy, doesn't he even say his own name?"

"Ah, he said this, his name is Er Gong Tianbao."

Before the trainee police finished speaking, a male voice sounded at the door.

"Hello, let's bail Mr. Ninomiya."

A white-haired old man in a black suit stepped into the police station arrogantly, followed by two tall young men.

The old man opened his mouth to the patrolling police at the gate.

?

Xin Haikong tilted his head and glanced at the old man curiously,

"Are the three coming to bail Mr. Ninomiya? Officer Tachibana is waiting inside—"

"Ah here I am!"

The trainee police officer waved at the three people outside, and the white-haired old man walked in without looking at it.

·

"That's right. The total value of the bag that Mr. Ninomiya robbed is about 50,000 yen. The police are preparing to file a case for theft. Considering that Mr. Ninomiya is the first time to commit the crime, the punishment may be reduced accordingly—"

"Allow me to interrupt."

The old man sat on the chair and said extremely polite words in an extremely arrogant tone.

"Why do you think this is theft?"

"No, that guy stole Qingzi's bag!"

Kuroba Kuidou interrupted angrily.

"What is the actual value of this bag?"

The old man turned his head and stared at Qingzi.

"Hey-"

"I'm asking about this lady."

"I?"

Qingzi pointed his finger at himself in surprise, and after getting a positive answer from the old man, he answered:

"Fifty thousand yen? Like what the officer just estimated."

"Thorn-"

The old man directly opened the small bag he was carrying, took out a stack of thick banknotes, and placed it on the stool beside Qingzi.

"Mr. Ninomiya just forgot to pay. He is only 16 years old this year and is not a person with full capacity for civil conduct. He forgot to pay, and I made up for it. Here is half a million yen. You can buy this bag. ?"

Kuroba Kaito's pupils trembled.

He really didn't understand this wave of operations.

Why can't you afford 500,000 yen, but you still want to rob?

Also, is the guy in there really only sixteen? It looks a little too old.

"It seems that everyone has no objection, then I will take Mr. Ninomiya away."

As the old man spoke, he took out a document from his briefcase with the words Tokyo Metropolitan Mental Hospital written in scarlet letters at the beginning.

"no-"

"There is no objection."

Xin Haikong put his hand on Kuroba Kuito's shoulder and said to the old man with a smile.

He could clearly feel the body under the palm of his hand trembling slightly.

"That's fine."

The old man showed a satisfied smile and put the document back into the briefcase again.

·

The lawyer who came in a hurry led Ninomiya Tianbao out of the confinement room, the latter made a face at Kuroba Kuito and left with a smile.

"Hey! Why do we compromise!"

Kuroba was so angry that he twisted his shoulders and threw Shin Haikong's hand off.

"Because that's the best way to deal with it."

Like a big brother, the young police tolerated Kuito's unreasonable troubles.

"Clam?"

"You saw the document the other party took out.

Shinkaikō bent down, his amber eyes facing Kuroba Kuito.

Hei Yu's whole body jolted and sat up straight.

He did catch the words of a mental hospital.

It's a bit too simple to fake a psychiatric diagnosis report to exonerate these days.

Even so, he still couldn't hold his breath.

"But-"

"The client is underage, the client has mental problems, the client suffers from some kind of mental illness... The other party can even sue you for personal injury. As long as they want, there are 10,000 ways to get rid of the crime."

Xin Haikong twitched the corners of his mouth and explained slowly.

"You can still get half a million yen, isn't that the best solution?"

"I…"

In fact, Kuroba Kaito didn't plan to do anything to this bag thief at first, he just couldn't hold his breath.

In fact, he had also thought about what the police officer said, but he felt uncomfortable.

But, he didn't say it, this police officer doesn't look very righteous.

He turned his head and glanced at the other party, only to be caught by the other party, and the whole person jumped up in fright.

"Quick fight?" Qingzi looked at him suspiciously.

Gotta figure out a way to get around.

"Oops!" Heiyu Kuidou shouted with an angry look of beating his chest and feet:

"Who the **** is this Ninomiya? Do you have a kleptomania? Even if you have so much money, you still have to run out and rob someone else's bag."

"Well... The Ninomiya Consortium just went on TV two days ago, you probably didn't notice it."

The trainee police officer sent Ninomiya away, and as soon as he walked in, he heard their conversation.

"I heard that the old man of the Ergong Consortium is going to leave all his family property to his youngest son. His youngest son seems to be just sixteen years old. Now a comparison, this Ergong Tianbao Bacheng is the youngest son. I came out to rob, I don’t know what was going on in my mind…”

"The Second Palace Consortium?"

Kuroba Kaito asked suspiciously.

"I told you to pay more attention to the news. Kenzaburo Ninomiya, chairman of the Ninomiya Foundation, bought a gem called the 'Stone of Life' at an auction for 100 million US dollars a week ago."

Nakamori Aoko glared at Kuaidou.

"Dad, he pays special attention to the news in this regard. This Ninomiya Kenzaburo seems to be officially exhibiting this gem in three days. I don't know if Kidd will follow him..."

Kuroba Kuito's eyes suddenly lit up.

It didn't look at it originally, and now it's not necessarily.

In the past few days, he has been reviewing and preparing for the game, ignoring this information, and thanks to the robber for reminding him.