MTL - How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police-Chapter 28 Ironic sequel

Xin Haikong breathed a sigh of relief, and his amber eyes shone indistinctly under the swaying crystal lamps of the hotel.

In fact, as early as this afternoon, he had placed snipers on all the high-rise buildings with more than 18 floors within three kilometers of the Jingguang Hotel.

He and the observers around the snipers made an appointment for the signal in advance. He raised his arm, spread his fingers as a signal to prepare for aiming, and quickly waved his arm down as a signal to shoot.

This is his response to the tip Amuro provided to the Japanese police.

When he learned that Longze Hideyoshi had purchased a hundred bombs from the organization, Xin Haikong thought about this guy's next plan.

Although Longze Hideyoshi has reached an agreement with the port mafia, the price to be paid for seeking skin with a tiger is certainly not a small amount. People like him who are willing to take risks for the sake of profit may not really be willing to pay the port mafia.

Then why he bought the bomb is worth pondering.

Do you want to give yourself more protection, or do you want to simply blow up the leaders of these organizations directly in this hotel, and eradicate the roots to avoid future troubles?

If it is the latter, Longze Hideyoshi will definitely think of a way to evacuate safely in advance.

Sure enough, in the afternoon of the same day, a helicopter was secretly transferred from the nineteenth floor. In order to avoid alarming the snakes, the police in ambush on the rooftop waited until the helicopter was ready to take off before they came forward to stop the plane.

At the same time, Xin Haikong just led the police into the venue on the eighteenth floor.

Ryuzawa Hideyoshi, who found that he could not evacuate, wanted to blow up the scene and let everyone be buried with him.

The sniper on the top of the building in the distance, after seeing the new sea and air gestures, aimed to shoot.

But no one expected that Ryuzawa Hideyoshi would suddenly climb up the railing of the balcony.

The sniper who was too late to react strayed from the original target at the last moment and missed the brain stem, but hit the heart.

As soon as the gun fired, the white shirt on Longze Hideyoshi's chest was instantly dyed red.

The whole hall was dead silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

After a while, someone came back to their senses and began to speak.

"What, it didn't explode..." The chubby old man sneered disdainfully, and put away the pistol that had already pulled the safety lock.

"It seems that the gun was fired in time, and the guy didn't press the button in the end." The old man who was sitting next to him breathed a sigh of relief.

Conan stood on the spot in shock, his arm drooping unconsciously. The needle that he was about to launch earlier twisted its original trajectory and hit a mafia in front of him on the left.

The big man fell to the ground with a thud, and the surrounding crowd scattered in shock.

"Who! Who fired the gun?" A young man who had just experienced the bomb threat was now like a bird in shock, jumping up in surprise when he saw a person falling to the ground, and looked around.

The middle-aged man behind him slapped him on the back of the head without changing his face, "You can see clearly, that guy is clearly asleep!"

"Huh? Really!"

"The people in the port mafia don't know what's wrong." The middle-aged man stood behind the crowd and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice. In front of so many people, he sleeps when he says sleep, how much Hong Kong Hei usually squeezes employees. Fortunately, he works in Yamaguchi-gumi.

The voice of Tucao was very low, but whoever was present was not sensible. Guangjin Liulang glanced at the middle-aged man incredulously, scaring the latter into a fight.

Conan was very guilty and hid behind Xin Haikong, while he couldn't help but curiously probed his brain to observe Guangjin Liulang. He still hadn't figured out how the man bounced the bullet, why he could raise his hand, and then the man who shot it died instead?

If there is a chance, maybe you can ask the guy on the seventeenth floor if there is any trick to do this.

Because of this little episode, the atmosphere at the scene unexpectedly eased down. The crowd began to slowly disperse, and the police began to defuse the bombs.

The bomb did not explode in the end, and everyone mistakenly thought that Hideyoshi Ryuzawa was killed in time, and did not have time to press the button at the end.

But Xin Haikong knew that after hitting the heart, people still had about 30 seconds, and it was impossible for Longze Hideyoshi, who wanted to die with them, not to press the button.

He pressed it, but the bomb didn't explode.

The reason is very simple, it's just that Xin Haikong let Gin sell a batch of fake bombs. You can get money, and you can gather power, and you don't have to sell real bombs. Who doesn't want to do such a profitable business.

I don't know what Ryuzawa Hideyoshi, who had just jumped off and was still in the air, was thinking when he saw that the huge fireworks and heat waves he imagined did not erupt on the eighteenth floor.

He estimated that he would never have thought of death, and behind the black-clothed organization stood the police.

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The matter is basically over here, and the rest is some finishing work, which is basically not difficult.

After the bomb was removed, the remaining members of the underground organization did not commit any major crimes, and could even be called victims. They only needed to explain a few people to stay and make a record.

Xin Haikong took his deputy's shoulder. This little policeman has been following him for the past few days. In the afternoon, he also took the initiative to invite Ying to be a doorman downstairs. The information that the group of people in Guangjin Liulang arrived at the hotel was that he passed the miniature camera on the bow tie. passed.

"Murakami, please arrange the follow-up bomb disposal, crowd evacuation, and record-keeping."

"Hi!" The little policeman probably felt that he was being reused, his eyes glowed, and his young and immature face was flushed with excitement.

Xin Haikong has to go back to the seventeenth floor to deal with the phantom thief Kidd. But what about the two powerful organizations, Hong Kong Hei and Butei?

Although they found out that many cases were done by the port mafia, but the boss has made it clear that the case of the port mafia will be handed over to the armed detective agency, so the police have no position to arrest them...

He hesitated to look at Osamu Dazai beside him.

"Officer Xinkai don't mind me, just go about your own business." Dazai Osamu still put his hand on Guangjin Liulang's shoulder, and smiled unexpectedly, and his dark brown eyes looked at Xinhaikong with a smile. , but it makes people unable to see what he means.

It should be fine, I don't know if his plan has been seen...

"Then I will trouble Mr. Dazai."

When Xin Haikong left, he didn't forget to drag Conan, who had a reluctant expression on his face. After the matter was settled, the little detective kept staring at Guangjin Liulang, as if he thought that he could see how this guy bounced the bullet before. .

Although in the world of Ke Xue, everything can be explained, but Xin Haikong wants to complain about this guy's omnipotent football for too long. If you really want to talk about abilities, you are more terrible.

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"…Hakuma-gumi, in order to gain the support of the port mafia, proposed to sell one-half of the supply... The port mafia created a week-long chaos in the Tokyo underground market, causing dissatisfaction among the majority of organizations, and the Hashima-gumi took the opportunity to propose an alliance And he led the entire alliance meeting and chose the location on the 18th floor of the Jingguang Hotel... The police cracked the other party's conspiracy in time, killed the leader of the Hakuma group, Ryuzawa Hideyoshi, and stabilized the situation in the underground market..."

At the press conference, Xin Haikong talked eloquently, explaining in a few words the relevant matters of the column between the groups.

"Officer Xinhai, I heard that you not only dealt with the Hakuma Group case on the 18th floor, but also almost caught Kidd, the phantom thief who was going to commit a crime on the 17th floor?" , Phantom Thief Kidd is the code of wealth.

"Officer Xinhai, I heard that although you failed to catch Kidd this time, you managed to keep the famous painting "Winter Snow". How did you do it?"

How did you do it? You only need to send a letter from Kidd, you can catch a curious thief, and then you only need a little detective, you can catch this thief who has thrown himself into the net.

Kidding.

Before, I asked Mr. Matsumoto to forge the warning letter of the phantom thief Kidd, just to be able to arrange the police force in the Jingguang Hotel more justifiably, but I didn't expect that the phantom thief Kidd who saw the news report was really confused and came to the scene...

To be honest, when the guy pretended to be Suzuki Sonoko and appeared from the surveillance, Xin Haikong recognized that this guy was not Sonoko at first glance.

And not calling him "Lord Kidd" is the original sin, right?

He didn't want to do anything to that guy at first, but since the Hasuma group's case has been successfully concluded, it's better to use the phantom thief Kidd for a small achievement.

When Xin Haikong led the team to the seventeenth floor, "Sonoko" was still chatting with Suzuki Jiroji, waiting for the fake thief who didn't know when he would arrive.

The young girl dressed herself up, and when she stood there motionless, she had the air of a lady of honor.

The young police officer walked towards the middle of the hall aggressively, followed by dozens of police officers who had just come down from the gang battle scene and had not had time to put away their weapons and restrain their momentum. The row of black guns attracted the crowd on both sides. Frightened, he took a few steps back and let himself out in the middle.

For the first time since Kuroba Kuito started his career, he felt a chill down his spine. His eyes were erratic, and he glanced at the young policeman at the head, startled by his condensed expression, and couldn't help but glance at the familiar little detective who was following the young policeman.

He winked at the little detective, his eyes pretended to be vicious, and asked if the guy told the police about his identity.

Unexpectedly, after the guy shook his head, he looked at him with pity again, what did he mean, did he say nothing?

He took another look at the young policeman who had walked up to Jiroji Suzuki. This guy hadn't even looked at himself until now, probably because he didn't recognize who he was. But his sixth sense has never been wrong, the hairs on his back have all stood up, the situation is not good!

Kuroba Kaito whispered to Xiao Lan next to him that he felt sick to his stomach, and then he was about to leave.

But he had just walked a few steps when a chill surged up behind him, and something cold pressed against the back of his neck.

"Officer Xinhai? Why are you pointing a gun at Yuanzi!"

"Officer Xinhai?"

Ran's voice and Suzuki Jiroji's questioning sounded from behind, and Kuroba quickly understood what was pressing against his neck.

gun.

He has been found!

"This guy isn't Sonoko, he is—"

Taking advantage of the gap when Xin Haikong turned back to explain, "Sonoko" pulled out his big cloak, retreated to the outside of the crowd, and finished his casual clothes in a second.

Phantom Thief Kidd.

"I've been found!" He held on to his handsome appearance, but his heart was beating wildly. He waved at the door, used a small trick, and disappeared instantly—in fact, he escaped into the fire stairs.

What should I say, the police force deployed on the rooftop has not had time to withdraw.

Not only that, but the helicopters intercepted by the Column Ma group also remained on it. But it's okay to pretend that you don't know, this time, after all, I borrowed this guy's name, and bullying him like this will be a bit too much.

Xin Haikong looked at the staggering back of the phantom thief and couldn't help but laugh, but he still didn't notify the police on the rooftop.

- As for the phantom thief Kidd, when he retreated to the rooftop to prepare to glide, he suddenly faced three or four fully equipped police officers who were watching over a helicopter that was ready to take off at any time. What a big psychological shadow would be left behind, not here The scope of consideration for the new sea and air.

Under the moonlight, a white meteor slid by quickly.

Standing in the crowd, Conan stared thoughtfully at the door where Kid had just disappeared, and nodded several times as if affirming himself. Sure enough, he said it was a trick, how could someone really be able to bounce a bullet. It's really unbelievable. The guy is so old, he didn't expect to play magic better than Kidd.

"Officer Xinhai! Excuse me, are you sorry that Kidd was only one step away from being caught?" The persevering reporter was still asking. The crackling flash of the flash made people's eyes hurt.

Indeed, if it weren't for the monstrous flood he unleashed, Kidd would really be just one step away from being caught. It was almost the end of Kuroba Kuito's show, so I'm a little sorry for him.

Regarding the follow-up of the Kidd incident, after discussing with Matsumoto Kiyosaka, he decided to just let the flow take its course and not explain it, and let the media interpret it. Anyway, what happened this time was secretly reported by the media at the beginning. The Metropolitan Police Department has never publicly stated what kind of notice it received.

Xin Haikong maintained his signature gentle smile, and avoided talking about everything involving Kaito Kidd.

But that didn't stop his smiling photo from appearing on the front pages of major newspapers.

"The Light of the Metropolitan Police VS Kaito Kid"

"Has Kaitou Kid's nemesis finally appeared?"

"A rising star in the Japanese police scene"

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Xin Haikong successfully stopped the theft plan of the phantom thief Kidd, which set off a huge wave among the citizens; on the contrary, it solved such a big matter of the Hashima group without making any splash.

Sure enough, everyone still pays more attention to the handsome phantom thief brother.

Xin Haikong was busy with follow-up work last night until more than two in the morning. As a result, he had to get up at nine o'clock in the morning to prepare for the press conference. His eyes were almost closed.

This chance to show his face is no accident, and it was specially designated by the above. Because this time he has broken two major cases in a row in public opinion, the prestige he has accumulated among the Japanese people and within the Metropolitan Police Department is unimaginable.

Recently, the attitude of several leaders in the hall to him is different from before.

He had a hunch that maybe he only needed to accumulate a little more and he would be promoted again.

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The melee was over when the dawn light leaked through the thick clouds to the east.

The silver-haired man sat in the passenger seat of the black Porsche, letting the cigarette between his index and middle fingers slowly burn out. The paper roll finally couldn't wrap up the pile of soot, and it all fell down with a puff. I don't know if it dissipated in the air, or lay on the cold concrete ground in the early morning.

"... Fifteen casinos, seventy-two Internet cafes, sixty-eight game halls, seventeen hotels... There are really a lot of industries, and Big Brother is really amazing!"

"How did eldest brother know that the police are going to clean up the column?"

The silver-haired man turned his head and glared at the latter.

Vodka knew that he had lost his words and covered his mouth. He has been by his eldest brother's side for many years. He heard about it a long time ago that his ex-partner suddenly disappeared more than 20 years ago. Later, he heard that he went to the Metropolitan Police Department to be an undercover agent. High official. This time the news is probably also from him.

Knowing that the eldest brother would be angry, he couldn't help but ask.

Vodka thought he was sneaking a glance at the gin again. After taking his last puff, he smashed the remaining cigarette butts with his fingers and stuffed it into the cabinet in front of the co-pilot.

There were still a bunch of cigarette butts inside.

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"Mr. Guangjin, I might ask you one more thing."