Chapter 738 Hattori Heiji: I withdraw, you continue
In the Metropolitan Police Department, there was a huge uproar.
"What does the song that White Crow sings mean? Is it mocking us?" a detective asked through gritted teeth.
The fly watches the robin die with its little eyes?
Could it be that they watched these three targets die?
White crows think they are flies?!!
"Shut up! Three congressmen are not dead yet!" someone yelled angrily.
"It's just drug trafficking in private... and many people were killed for it..." someone whispered.
After all, in daily life, the image displayed by those three congressmen is very upright, full of love and dedication.
Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance.
They did not agree with White Crow's trial behavior in the form of murder, but they did not doubt the other party's declared guilt regarding the target of the trial.
Because White Crow will leave conclusive evidence and publish it every time.
"Shut up. Whatever the three congressmen did wrong has nothing to do with us. It's not the reason why White Crow kills people wantonly. Our goal is to catch White Crow. As for what the three congressmen did...the law will punish them."
Someone said with an ugly face.
"About this location..." Hattori Heiji looked at the live broadcast.
The white crow aimed the picture at the rafters.
"The top of the triangle is about eight meters high. The furniture around it looks like it should be a place where people live, not a warehouse..." Hattori Heiji touched his chin and analyzed.
"Could it be in Bai Ya's own home?" someone speculated.
"Do you think White Crow is as stupid as you? Uncle." Hattori Heiji glanced at the figure who spoke, and then complained.
The other party was none other than Mouri Kogoro.
"You little brat——"
"I am the famous detective Sleeping Kogoro!" Mouri Kogoro retorted.
"Haha." Hattori Heiji smiled with a fish-eyed smile, too lazy to say anything more.
The case was obviously solved by that guy Kudo, what does it have to do with you, an uncle?
Speaking of Kudo...
By the way, why are those two guys Kudo and Tsushima not here?
"Hey, uncle, let me ask you, why are Tsushima Kazu...and Conan not here?" Hattori Heiji almost blurted out Kudo, but quickly changed his words.
"Ask those two brats. They are still lying in the hospital. They just walked on Huangquan Road a few days ago and almost died..." Mouri Kogoro did not hide the other party's thoughts and said directly.
"What?!" Hattori Heiji said in shock.
"I'll leave it to you, I'm going to the hospital." Hattori Heiji ran away, and Bai Ya stopped catching him.
"Heiji! Wait for me -" Toyama and Ye quickly chased after him.
"Damn it, those two guys-" Hattori Heiji said in a hateful tone as he ran.
No one told him about such a big thing. Does it mean that if he really died, he wouldn't even be notified?
Are they friends or not?
Tsushima and Kudo are real.
"Tsushima...could it be that Tsushima? No wonder I didn't see him as a police consultant. He turned out to be hospitalized..." People at the scene whispered.
Originally, the police would definitely let the other party come, but the other party was hospitalized and sounded very serious. Rescue...
Tsk tsk tsk.
The president of Tsushima Club does seem to be a sick man, and it’s not like he can’t accept the news.
"Ahem." Bai Ma cleared his throat.
"What Hattori-kun said before he left is good. It has a triangular roof, a building about eight meters high, and it is a residence. It has not yet been renovated..."
"Go find it." He skillfully ordered the police officer beside him.
"Yes!" The police officer didn't show any strange reaction and looked very submissive.
After all, everyone knows the identity of Detective White Horse.
Director Baima's only son, our young master, is also a slightly famous high school detective.
There is nothing wrong with listening to the other party.
…
"Tick tock—tick tock—"
It sounded like the sound of dripping water slowly and regularly.
It is especially obvious in a quiet environment.
I don’t know how much time has passed, and I don’t know how much blood has flowed from the wounds on my body.
All you could hear was the sound of blood dripping down.
And the white crow's gentle and gentle cry without any ups and downs.
"who caught his blood?"
(Who took his blood?)
"i, said the fish :
(It's me, said the fish)
"with my little dish."
(with my little plate)
"i caught his blood."
(Take his blood)
They heard the sound of footsteps.
"This congressman seems to be in poor health and is already dead..."
"This has no reference value..."
"Sure enough, it still depends on how long the other two can persist."
The electronic voice of the male and female white crow said so.
No human emotion can be heard.
Then silence fell again.
It's just that...one of the three is already dead.
The invisible fear in the hearts of the remaining two deepened again.
…
"This method is a bit like the torturers in the organization." Toru Amuro looked thoughtfully while watching the live broadcast.
"But what White Crow said was not a pre-recorded video..." Then he looked at Tsushima Shuji and said.
"Do you believe what he said?" Tsushima Shuji said in a bored tone.
If I say too much, I guarantee it with the lives of those three guys. Their lives are worthless and they will die if they die. How can it be true?
To be able to do this live broadcast of a trial is not a serious person in the first place.
White Crow has no rule against telling lies.
Anyone who believes what the other person says is a fool.
In this world, there are always a lot of idiots.
"I've used this technique before, but it didn't actually cut their wrists. Of course, maybe White Crow did cut them, but it's definitely not to the extent that they would bleed to death. As for the drops of blood you heard..."
"There is no difference between the sound of dripping blood and the sound of dripping water."
"Why do you think Bai Yao's camera didn't aim directly at the wrists of the three people? Instead, it aimed at the rafters? Because once it aims at the wrists, his tactics will be exposed."
"This is a taboo for magicians." The young man with black hair and wild eyes said with a smile.
"As for saying that one of them is dead... I guess it's also false. This also better proves that he definitely did not cut fatal wounds on the hands of the three people."
"Otherwise there would be no need to stoke their fears."
"Fear can also kill people, and White Crow intends to do just that." The young man's voice was light and his eyes were indifferent.
He has used this method many times.
"Fear can indeed kill." Toru Amuro and Midorikawa nodded in disapproval.
Many torture experts in the organization have frightened many people to death when interrogating undercover agents and traitors.
Very few survive, but they will definitely tell everything.
Although even if they say it, they will be greeted by death in the end. Otherwise, there is no other choice.
"The police..." Toru Amuro shook his head.
I'm afraid I'm going to be tricked by the white crow again.
"It's really interesting, isn't it?" The man with black hair and blue eyes smiled gently.
His eyes were cold and cruel.
Snipers kill more people than intelligence members.