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"good,"
Matsuda nodded imperceptibly and continued to probe.
"Speaking of which, is that Shigehiko Tomonochi one of your people? And a very important one at that?"
"You can say that,"
Pisco's expression wasn't good. Within the organization, Tunkou was his ally.
Now he's being asked to kill Tunkou himself.
This not only ruined his reputation, but also cost him this ally.
In addition, with the loss of Margaret and some of her men,
From now on, he may be marginalized by the organization.
"So, you do indeed have an accomplice among that group."
Matsuda sighed,
"You people in this organization are always so careful, like rats. Sometimes, you really give us a headache."
"However, it seems there's only one person here now. Your accomplice didn't come along?"
Pisco's face immediately turned ugly.
Who is Matsuda Jinpei?
This is a famous detective in the Metropolitan Police Department, a figure frequently featured in various media outlets!
Pisco had learned from the organization that even Gin and Vodka had suffered at the hands of Officer Matsuda.
Even if I were thirty years younger, let alone at my current age, I still wouldn't be a match for Gin.
Matsuda was able to easily defeat Gin, so taking him down would naturally be even easier.
"You're going to arrest me?" Pisco asked coldly.
"Heh... I'm a police officer, and you're a murderer. If I don't arrest you, who else should I arrest?"
Matsuda said with a bit of a laugh,
"Don't you even think about the girl next to you? What's her name? Ai Haibara?"
Pisco revealed his hand.
"Should we still call her Shiho Miyano?"
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"Oh? What do you want to say?" Matsuda's smile remained unchanged.
“I know her guardian is named Hirota Masami, which is the pseudonym of her older sister Miyano Akemi. Of course, this is something you want us to know.”
Pisco's lips curled into a smile.
“I am old and my body is not as strong as yours, but there are advantages to being old. At least I have more friends, including a man named Atsushi Miyano.”
“I’ve known him for many years, and I know his abilities and what he’s up to. Of course, I’ve also met his daughter, but when she was very young. She probably doesn’t even remember having an uncle like me.”
Seeing that Matsuda's expression was growing increasingly grim, Pisco immediately returned to the main topic.
"Just now in the lobby, I saw a girl who looked exactly like Shiho Miyano when she was a child!"
Pisco countered,
"Officer, can you believe that there are two people in this world who look exactly alike?"
“I will make you believe it,” Matsuda replied coldly.
This statement clearly tells Pisco that he was right.
Matsuda was now in a terrible predicament. He hadn't been worried at all when he adopted Shiho Miyano into his home.
After all, it's too shocking to imagine a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl being reduced to the age of seven or eight.
Let alone people in the world of Detective Conan, even Conan fans in the real world...
If a child suddenly appeared and told him that he was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old adult who had turned back, probably no one would believe it.
To accept this, there are only two things: time and evidence.
However, unexpectedly, Ai Haibara ran into an acquaintance she had seen when she was a child just by going out with Conan!
What worries Matsuda even more are those who were contemporaries of Pisco.
Those who had contact with Atsushi Miyano
Including the hidden boss of the Black Organization, and even the ageless Vermouth,
Is it possible to recognize Ai's former identity by looking at her current face?
This matter must be clarified!
Otherwise, who knows how many hidden dangers will arise in the future!
Pisco clearly sensed something different about Matsuda.
Looking into the cold eyes of the Metropolitan Police Department detective in front of him,
Pisco panicked and quickly took a half step back, immediately reaching for his pistol.
Before he could even draw his gun, Matsuda had already strode up to him.
Before Pisco could even straighten his arm, Matsuda grabbed his wrist and twisted it.
Then, taking advantage of his struggle, Matsuda tripped him close and pressed down on his shoulder blade with his other hand, easily pinning Pisco down...
"Crack!"
Pisco's pistol fell limply to the ground.
Matsuda's voice rang in Pisco's ear.
"You're really bold, carrying this gun. Once we confirm your position in the hall, find the spent cartridge case on the other side, conduct a ballistic test, and confirm it's a gun, we can put you on trial."
"is it?"
Pisco's old arms and legs were so badly pressed down that he couldn't move them at all.
"Don't you want to know where your cousin is? She's wearing black-rimmed glasses tonight, isn't she?"
"Don't try to trick me! You don't have time to go find her!" Matsuda said sternly.
At that moment, a laptop fell out of Pisco's arms.
This gave Matsuda a bright idea; the computer of a low-level leader in the Black Organization might contain information about APX4869.
"Mr. Pisco, lean against the wall and remember to put your hands behind your head."
Matsuda bent down, picked up the pistol and tucked it behind his back, then picked up the notebook and stuffed it into his pocket.
After pressing Pisco's face against the wall and conducting a thorough search to confirm he was unarmed,
Matsuda then asked, "Now you can tell me, where is Ai?"
"Sherry?"
Pisco smiled smugly. He knew Matsuda would ask that, which meant he was definitely still concerned about the little girl.
In this way, I will be safe.
"It's Ai, Ai Haibara."
Matsuda corrected Pisco's mistake.
No matter what, Ai Haibara is Shiho Miyano, and even if you're stubborn as a mule, you absolutely cannot admit it.
"I have a very capable subordinate, he..."
Pisco was about to ramble on, but Matsuda swung his arm and forcefully pinned Pisco against the wall.
"Who is he? Don't give me that nonsense."
Matsuda threatened with a stern face.
"Believe me, you're not as strong as you think. I have at least a hundred ways to get you to talk."
“He is Irish,” Pisco immediately stopped pretending.
Ireland?
Matsuda frowned immediately.
"Ireland was my most trusted subordinate, like a son to me. He and Margaret were my right and left hands, but unfortunately Margaret betrayed me."
Pisco is getting increasingly arrogant again.
"But Ireland will not; he will faithfully carry out every order I give."
"Is that so?" Matsuda sneered. "How did you contact him? By computer? By cell phone?"
As he spoke, Matsuda grabbed Pisco's hand, pulled him by the shoulder, spun him around so they were face to face, and then grabbed Pisco's collar.
"Now tell him to bring Ai over."
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Pisco certainly wouldn't agree to Matsuda's request.
"Don't test my patience," Matsuda said coldly. "Believe me, I'll break your arm right now, you self-important big shot."
“You won’t, you’re a police officer,” Pisco said guiltily. “I’ll charge you with excessive force.”
"Heh, so the police never beat people?"
Matsuda twisted Pisco's arm behind his back, sending him slamming his face against the wall again.
"Those news media outlets, haven't they reported on me hitting people before? You haven't seen them, have you?"
Pisco is an old man; money and status have worn down his fighting spirit.
The daring and adventurous impulse of my youth has faded.
People who dare to kill nowadays are simply enjoying the forbidden thrill of escaping legal constraints.
I have money, you don't.