Mizumatsu waited for news about Kogoro Mouri after fifty miles, but there was still no chance for him to appear reasonably.

It was not until after the case was handled, he worked overtime and wrote the report in the Metropolitan Police Department for 50 miles before he remembered to tell Shui Jianyue that the case had been resolved lightly. Shui Jianyue looked at the sky with white fish belly and smiled bitterly. Just as he was about to take a rest, the Metropolitan Police Department called him again to tell him that his vacation had been ruined and that there were major cases to be held for discussion.

When Mizumatsu walked into the conference room with his eyes staring at Dark Circles, everyone's eyes were focused on him. There was no reason. This guy was the last one to come, and Dark Circles really attracted attention.

"Miya, although it's rare to take a vacation, you didn't go there to indulge it last night, right?" The police department of Meguri made a joke to try to liven up the atmosphere.

However, this joke was not successful. Mizumatsu did not talk to everyone present and nodded and greeted everyone. By the way, he noticed that he was the only police department and the only cadre below the department head.

It can be regarded as a signal that he has been attracted by the top leaders and has gained greater voice. Mizumatsu's spirit is a little better.

"I'm very sorry to call you here now, especially some of you are still on vacation, but after all, there has been a major case, so as a policeman, I can't ignore it." The host of the meeting was the police chief, Joe Toshiro Oda, who is the Minister of Criminal Department. "The specific situation of the case will be introduced by the Chief Gong Police Department."

The police chief of the Bow is a fire prisoner and has been dealing with the arsonist for more than 20 years. Mizumatsu heard that he had the nickname of "Fire Dad", and it was when Kogoro Mouri was under his command.

"Recently, there have been many arson cases in Tokyo. First, Ikebukuro, and then Asakusabashi. A fire broke out in Duanda last night. At first, we confused these three cases with other recent arson cases, but when we summarized the data, we found that the methods of these three cases were similar, so we dealt with one case."

"The prisoner is very dangerous," added the chief bow. "He was witnessed in the third arson case, and he pulled out a knife and stabbed the witness. At present, the witness was still in a coma and could not provide any information about the prisoner."

After the bow seated, Oda Geotoro continued: "So, for now, we have not had any information about this prisoner, but this is a dangerous prisoner who will kill people on the scene and specializes in selecting department stores, such as crowded areas. Although we are lucky enough to have no one died so far, we can no longer wait passively and must find ways to take the initiative. Does anyone have any good ideas now?"

Everyone started to discuss it in a slight manner, but in the end they couldn't come up with any useful ideas, including the high hopes of Shui Jianyue, who was just holding on to the dark circles, and had no opinions.

Sitting next to him, Mikako Sato felt very embarrassed: Mizumaki was the police department under her command, and it was worthy of being the upper-level team sitting here for a meeting. However, this guy didn't even come up with any good idea and kept yelling. Mikako Sato felt that her face was hot.

"Mr. Mizuma has any 'high theory'!" At the end of the discussion, Mikako Sato couldn't help but ask directly. She felt that this guy was thinking of silence to the end.

"Haaaaa~" Mizumatsu sniffed again, hesitated for a while, and then said hesitantly: "I...well, I want to look at the map again."

Of course, there is a map of map of Tokyo. When the few case information was published, there was a map of Tokyo that marked the location of three arson cases, but it was put aside without being taken seriously. The participants present were more willing to pay attention to information such as photos at the scene.

This sentence was very loud and everyone heard it. Oda Chetotoshiro was stunned for a moment and signaled the policeman standing aside to take out the map.

Everyone followed Mizumama's eyes and looked at the map, Ikebukuro, Asakusa Bridge, and Duanda. There was almost no commonality in these three places. According to the experience of these people present, there was neither a certain transportation route through these three places, nor could they have a straight line between the castle and the city, nor were they focused on the east, south, north, or areas of the city, and there was no rule to follow no matter how you looked at it.

Shui Jianyue looked at it intently for ten minutes without saying a word. Some of the others were also observing the map, some people turned to Shui Jianyue, and some people looked down and looked at the information in their hands.

Ten minutes passed, and it was Sato Mikako who impatiently broke the silence: "What's in the map?"

"I don't know." Mizumatsu replied in a straightforward manner.

"Then why do you have to look at the map!" Sato Mikako almost went crazy.

"Intuition." Mizumatsu replied seriously.

"Get out!" Mikako Sato completely lost her mind, picked up the documents in front of her, turned around and left the conference room without saying hello.

So why is it yourself who gets out? Mizumatsu yawned and thought strangely.

The other police officers at the scene were so surprised by the farce of the two young people that they looked at each other. Finally, they discussed the problem in a tepid way. The plan was decided to be similar to the last bomb incident. They could only send police officers to places with dense crowds to strengthen patrols and cast wide nets. However, the scale of the operation was not as large as the last bomb incident, and only some police officers on duty were sent.

Maori Detective Office, Conan answered the phone while hanging the Banyueyan: "No, no, no, no, nothing, nothing, I don't know anything, it's really true, if there is, I will contact you as soon as possible... If you lie, come and catch me..." The similar words were repeated for a long time before they were relieved and hung up the phone.

"Conan, whose phone number?" Xiaolan asked with a spatula in her hand and half of her body poked out of the kitchen.

"It's the Mizuma Police Officer." Conan lay on the sofa with physical and mental exhaustion. "I don't know what happened, so I kept asking me if I had seen any strange people recently, whether my uncle had received a strange call, accepted a wrong commission, received a mysterious gift, and whether I could see any messy questions like a red horse."

"That's really strange," Xiaolan glanced at Uncle Maori who was sitting in front of the coffee table and read the newspaper leisurely. "He actually asked such a lazy uncle if he had encountered strange customers or something. How could he have entrustment?"

"The water kid must be handling arson case." Uncle Maori has been acting addicted recently, putting down the newspaper and starting to show off again.

"Conan mentioned it just now. The boy from Mizuma asked if he had seen a red horse, that is, Akatsuki, right?" Uncle Maori shook his finger and continued, "Akatsuki is synonymous with arsonists. It means..."

"I'm Chiju, come and catch me. This is the arsonist's provocation to the police." Conan then answered.

"Wow! Conan is so smart!" Xiaolan said in surprise.

Uncle Maori failed to show off and sniffled unhappily, then smelled a not-so-won smell.

"Wow! Something is messed up!"

"Wow! My fish!" Xiaolan turned into the kitchen in a panic.

"Idiot! He actually frys the breakfast paste!" Uncle Maori shouted to the kitchen.

"The depressed uncle who was there early in the morning was not qualified to talk to me!" Xiaolan's replies came from the kitchen.

"Tsk" Uncle Maori held his mouth, "Why did that guy from Mizushi ask us?"
Chapter completed!