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To say there's no connection between them would be something Takagi Wataru would never believe, even if you beat him to death.
Meanwhile, Takagi Wataru secretly rejoiced that he had purchased the disaster relief service.
Otherwise, if a steel pipe were to come straight at him, he definitely wouldn't be able to react.
"Shut up!"
"It's just a coincidence."
"Are all these car accidents every day because we offended him?"
Shiratori Ninzaburo said in an annoyed tone,
They believe that Takagi Wataru is too deeply poisoned and is paranoid.
"Have I offended Mr. Izuki?"
Yumi Miyamoto exclaimed in surprise, "I've heard that Mr. Itake is very effective."
"Officer Shiratori, you'd better go and apologize!"
Not just Yumi Miyamoto,
Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Ayumi, the three elementary school students, shared the same view.
Only Conan, who insisted on science, disagreed: "These are all just psychological effects caused by suggestion."
"If you don't believe it, it can't affect us."
"The driver said it was brake failure, which is very common in car accidents. We were stopped at the first stop of the traffic light, so being hit was just a matter of probability."
Shiratori Ninzaburo also held this view.
Seeing that they couldn't persuade him, the others didn't say anything more, only telling Shiratori Renzaburo to be careful.
Afterwards, Yumi Miyamoto notified her colleagues at the Department of Transportation to handle the aftermath of the accident, and drove a patrol car to take Wataru Takagi and the four elementary school students back to the Metropolitan Police Department.
After using the first-aid kit in his car to provide basic first aid, Shiratori Ninzaburo took a taxi directly back to the Metropolitan Police Department.
At the Metropolitan Police Department, four members of the Junior Detective Squad worked together to describe the characteristics of the suspected arsonist.
Police used a dedicated broadcast channel to notify officers on patrol to be on the lookout for pedestrians matching the description.
After the four members of the Junior Detective Club finished their assistance, they were quickly driven back to Beika by Wataru Takagi.
Before they had even reached the halfway point, Wataru Takagi received a call from his superior, Juzo Inspector Megure.
"A suspect who appears to be the arsonist was spotted by witnesses."
"The location was the sixth ward of Shinagawa City. He fled after being spotted by patrolling traffic police."
"Takagi, if you have time, go and help with the search."
After hanging up the phone, Takagi Wataru stepped on the brake, took out the fare, apologized, and told the four elementary school students to take the bus home on their own.
But the four members of the Junior Detective League refused to leave, saying they wanted to see Takagi Wataru catch the criminal.
Takagi Wataru was already bad at talking, so how could he possibly outwit four clever and mischievous elementary school students?
In order not to waste time, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and drive the four members of the Junior Detective League to their destination.
He repeatedly instructed the four people to stay in the car once they arrived at their destination and not to wander off.
The four members of the Junior Detective League nodded in agreement.
But Takagi Wataru felt inexplicably uneasy.
Metropolitan Police Department.
Inspector Megure was about to make a phone call to have his capable assistant, Miwako Sato, go and provide support.
But then I remembered that today was the anniversary of my old colleague's death, and I hesitated for a moment:
Criminal investigators rarely get holidays.
Let Sato rest for a day today...
And then,
In the back seat of the red Mazda,
Izuki Karuta and Sato Miwako were already kissing...
Chapter 190 Miwako in a Frenzy, Engine Overheating
5:30 p.m.
Inside the red Mazda.
"Miwako, are you sure you're alright?"
Izuki Karuta looked at Sato Miwako beside her and said, "Don't force yourself."
"I can contact Inspector Megure for assistance with the investigation."
He could tell that Sato Miwako was exhausted and needed to rest.
An hour ago, Miwako Sato, in a fit of emotion, got into the driver's seat.
I shifted the gear lever to the highest gear and sped through the city center.
Miwako Sato often goes mountain racing to relieve stress when she is under too much pressure.
I was so emotional just now that I couldn't control myself and floored the gas pedal. The car kept going faster and faster, and I drove like that for more than half an hour. The engine even got a little overheated.
Izuki Karuta knew that Miwako was a little too excited, so to prevent the car from being damaged or causing an accident, he forcibly held her down.
It took a while to calm down Sato Miwako's emotions.
After venting his anger, he naturally couldn't forget the important matter: investigating the suspect—Shuji Kano.
"It's okay, I can do it."
Sato Miwako firmly stated, "Ever since I became a detective..."
"No, ever since my father passed away, I've been thinking about solving old cases."
"Either you take me with you, or I'll go back to the Metropolitan Police Department to investigate."
"In short, I don't want to stay out of it."
107. Izuki Karuta could also understand her persistence.
While tidying up her messy, sweat-dampened hair,
She said softly, "Miwako, I don't want to affect your career."
"I'll be handling this alone, so you'll need to put in a lot of effort in the verification process."
"It would be best to get the results today."
After saying that, Izuki Karuta hugged Sato Miwako.
Sato Miwako obediently stayed for 1 minute, 2 minutes... 5 minutes.
"Hey, shouldn't you let go?"
Sato Miwako blushed, "I still have important business to attend to."
"Give me another 20 minutes." Izuki Qingtian was using his malevolent energy to accelerate the circulation of her qi and blood, aiding her recovery.
"Another 20 minutes?" Sato Miwako's voice trembled slightly. "No, please..."
"Holding me like this..." Sato Miwako said shyly, "It feels...so hot..."
"Then turn the air conditioning up a bit more." Izuki Qingtian reached out to adjust the car's air conditioning.
It's normal for blood and qi to circulate faster and body temperature to rise.
It was only later that she realized that when Miwako was driving recklessly and in a state of high excitement, the air conditioning had been turned up to the maximum.
"It's alright, Miwako, you don't need to worry."
"I just want to hug you a little longer."
Izuki Qingtian continued to accelerate the circulation of her evil energy, trying her best to help her recover as much as possible.
20 minute later.
Izuki Karuda got out of the Mazda.
She went to a nearby clothing store and bought a standard business suit in Sato Miwako's size.
Bring the clean clothes I bought into the car and help her change.
"Then, I'll head back to the Metropolitan Police Department first."
Sato Miwako's face was still flushed, with a hint of shyness remaining.
"Okay, I will also make sure to complete the task."
Izuki Karuta waved goodbye to Miwako through the car window.
Miwako Sato stepped on the gas and drove away.
The driver's side window was rolled up all the way, letting the slightly chilly autumn breeze caress my face.