MTL - How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police-Chapter 25 The conspiracy of the column group 3

"This is the latest list. This time, I will meet the experts, Bourbon, it's up to you." The man sitting above was buried in the shadows, his voice was low and deep.

The blond man took the document, opened it subconsciously and glanced at it, his pupils shrunk when his eyes stopped on the numbers on the first page.

He complained in a nonchalant tone, "One hundred? So many, are they trying to blow up the Japanese Metropolitan Police?"

"Who knows, maybe this bomb is really useful. The one who bombed Tokyo Tower before did a good publicity effect."

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In the early morning of the 15th, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

"Is this going to be too much?" Matsumoto Kiyotaka frowned in embarrassment. He has always been a serious policeman. He has never seen Xin Haikong's method.

"No, it's just borrowing his name. This is the best way I can think of, Chief Matsumoto."

Matsumoto Kiyotaka lowered his head and thought for a while, but he really didn't think of any other way. Indeed, as Xin Haikong said, this would not only cause no loss, but also allow the police force to be deployed into the Jingguang Hotel very naturally.

"Okay then, I'll find someone to do it. I've asked someone to inform Mr. Dazai before that he can arrive at the scene before five o'clock tonight, and the two of you may be the first to go to the eighteenth floor. It's time for you to discuss your plans carefully."

"it is good."

Going to face Dazai again...

Xin Haikong walked slowly, as if this would slow down the time for him to see someone.

"Officer Xinhai! Xinhai—"

?

Xin Haikong turned around, only to find that it was his former boss who stopped him.

"Sir Muben? Is there anything wrong?"

"Come with me."

The boss dragged him to find an empty interrogation room, unplugged the monitor, and locked the door.

The more such behavior, the more strange Xin Haikong feels, what is there that can't be said directly?

"The Ministry of Public Security has just sent a message, the level of confidentiality is level 1, so be careful."

Xin Haikong tilted his head and looked at his boss, his big eyes filled with doubts.

"This matter should have something to do with the Hasuma-gumi that you are investigating now. The news came back from an undercover police officer lurking in a multinational organization, and the Hasuma-gumi ordered 100 bombs in that organization!"

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Xin Haikong's pupils shrank slightly, took a half step back, and half leaned against the wall.

This kind of performance is not abrupt in a just policeman, and Mu Ben didn't care at all.

"Order? Do you mean you haven't bought it yet?" Can you cut off the supply? That tough bomb...

"Yes, but the size of this organization is very large. The police have no way to deal with it for the time being, and there are only a few hours left. The police can't recruit police force at all, so Xinhai, don't pretend that you can cut off the hustle. I've made up my mind." The former boss gave Xin Haikong a stern look.

"And this bomb is said to be small and very easy to install, you have to be careful—"

"Sir Muben, how many people already know about this news?"

"On the side of the Metropolitan Police Department, it's only you and me. Please tell Matsumoto and the others. You may have to discuss the follow-up work, and it's not easy for me to intervene in the special search of the headquarters."

"Okay, I see, I'll tell Officer Matsumoto."

"Okay, then I'll go to work first." Mu Ben walked out.

"Sir, walk slowly..."

The lingering sound dissipated in the empty room.

Xin Haikong leaned against the wall of the interrogation room, lost in thought.

The Hakuma Group has already contacted Hong Kong black, why do they still order bombs, what is their plan? Although the Hong Kong blacks with special abilities are difficult to deal with, they can use Butei to deal with them, but this bomb...

He has used this bomb more than once. It is not only easy to install, but also easy to disassemble, but the problem is that this guy ordered a hundred of them! So many bombs, how can the police dismantle them.

If a checkpoint is set up directly under the hotel to fundamentally prevent these people from bringing bombs into the hotel, it will definitely be a shock.

Do you want to watch them put bombs on it? After installing it, the initiative is completely pinched by the opponent.

And it's strange, if you need a bomb, isn't it faster to contact the Hong Kong black directly? Although it is a supernatural organization, it is not inferior to the military and police in terms of thermal weapons. Why specifically find another organization?

Is their cooperation not fully negotiated? Is the bomb the second plan of the Hakuma group?

What should I do? In fact, the bombs were organized bombs and had not been shipped out yet. He completely asked Gin to stop selling arms, or selling bombs in question, but what was the reason?

Please help the police with the case?

Lao Qin was able to knock him out with one shot.

[Ding - System update is online. 】

A familiar voice resounded in my mind.

Xin Haikong suddenly thought of something and raised his head.

I see.

[The system officially released the main task 3: After the Hashimoto Group was wiped out by the police, assist the organization to receive the remnants of the original Hashimoto Group and occupy the relevant market. 】

The bomb is in the hands of the organization, and as a real wine, he does not need to think about how to solve the problem of the bomb.

On the contrary, the organization can take advantage of the opportunity of his actions, use the conspiracy of the Hakuma group, and take advantage of the opportunity when the leaders of the underground organizations in Tokyo gathered together and have no time to react, and fully accept the power of the Hakuma group.

The system of this game really grows the organization at a glance. Not only does it increase the difficulty of his customs clearance day by day, but it is also becoming more difficult for the detectives and the others to bring down the organization.

But on this issue, for the Metropolitan Police Department, it doesn't matter if it's the Hakuma group, the black-clothed organization, or the red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple groups, as long as one organization doesn't monopolize them all.

There is no conflict of interest between the two parties.

He turned on his phone and edited a text message.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" There was a knock on the door of the interrogation room.

"Is there anyone in there? We need to use this room."

"I see."

Xin Haikong put the phone back in his pocket and opened the door of the interrogation room.

Standing outside the door stood the sorely familiar elementary school student and his two high school friends.

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"So that's why you came to the Metropolitan Police Department early in the morning again to take notes?"

Xin Haikong's dull eyes met the dull eyes of the elementary school student opposite him, and he smiled helplessly.

"The stalls of octopus **** at the school gate have been smashed recently. I haven't eaten delicious **** for several days! It was early after school this afternoon, so I took Lan to see what happened. What's going on?" Sonoko rubbed his chin, "As a result, we really met... According to my detective Sonoko's analysis, someone must be brewing a huge conspiracy!"

...how to say, this guy really guessed right. I just didn't expect that the business of those underground organizations even included selling octopus **** at the school gate. What I didn't expect was that Hong Kong blacks actually ran over and smashed them seriously.

"Tokyo hasn't been very peaceful recently. If you have nothing to do, it's better to go home early after school."

This kind of remark is not so much an exhortation, but a temptation, Xin Haikong made a worried expression.

"Officer Shinkai, what happened?" Conan raised his head sharply and asked, "I noticed that the people who smashed the store were all wearing black suits and carrying heavy weapons as if they were not a local organization in Tokyo?"

As expected of Conan.

The young policeman was obviously a little surprised and sat up straight. And his reaction confirmed Conan's guess.

"Is it really an organization somewhere else? What do they want to do in Tokyo?" Is it a black organization? It was true that they were all wrapped in black suits or coats, and those people had a **** aura, so there must have been more than one or two people killed. When did those guys dare to run out with such a big fanfare? Did he find out about him and Hai Yuan, or was he going to make a big move?

The more Conan thought about it, the more scared he became. He stood up from his chair, propped up the table and looked at Xin Haikong.

"Calm down, Conan-kun, it's just fine for the children to stay at home in peace. If something really happened, we'll bear it."

"New sea—"

"Officer Shinkai!" Takagi's voice sounded from outside, interrupting Conan's unspoken question.

He ran in in a hurry, with an apologetic expression on his face, and handed over a pure white letter with a familiar stick figure drawn on the back.

Xin Haikong stood up and took the letter. Conan clearly saw the small pattern on the back of the envelope - Kaito Kid.

"It's Kaito Kid? Officer Takagi, where did you get the invitation letter?"

Takagi was a little embarrassed, "I was working on a police report before, but I suddenly found this out of the folder, and I was shocked. The Mumu Police Department said it would be better to leave this to you..."

"I know, let me solve it."

"but-"

"What's wrong?"

"But the media just now saw it, and now the reports are estimated to have been..."

Unexpectedly, the police officer Matsumoto was really quick enough. It's just that I'm a little sorry for Officer Takagi and the others. I guess I almost died of fright.

"It's ok."

Xin Haikong opened the envelope, and inside was the familiar notice letter:

"Sun in the moon, I will disappear with the winter snow."

Standing on the chair, Conan barely scratched the contents of the letter, "The middle of the month is today!"

Is Winter's Snow some rare gem?

"Is Lord Kidd coming again?"

However, Conan's speculation was completely drowned out by Sonoko's screams. "Where is the winter snow, where is Lord Kidd going!"

"If my reasoning is not wrong, the snow in winter should refer to the famous painting "Snow in Winter" by Mr. Zhuyuan, which will be exhibited on the 9:17 floor of Beijing-Guangzhou tonight."

It is eight in the morning. At this time, it would be too difficult for the Hashimama group to change a hotel for fear of being searched by the police, and the leaders of the organization who had already agreed may also refuse to attend out of caution.

The Hakuma group will not cancel the original plan because of a mere phantom thief when it is only one step away from success. And the police also have enough reasons to completely block the Jingguang Hotel.