"It seems that parades are really not suitable for me." Tsushima Shuji simply said.
Then the phone rang.
He looked at the caller and answered the call.
"This is Tsushima Shuji..." He spoke slowly into the phone.
"I'm Officer Megure, brother Tsushima, we need your help." The voice on the other end of the phone was a little helpless.
"Tell me about it." Tsushima Shuji just said.
"The thing is like this, after Soul Team won the championship...wait a minute, Brother Tsushima, you should know about Soul Team winning the championship, right?" Officer Megure couldn't help but confirm.
"Ah, I just found out." Shuji Tsushima didn't deny it either.
"It was because the Soul Team won the championship, and then someone sent a letter to the Metropolitan Police, saying that he hated the Soul Team, so he was unhappy when the Soul Team won the championship, and decided to create some big noise during the Soul Team's championship parade.
There's some movement." Officer Memu's tone was full of helplessness.
"Originally, the authenticity of this letter has not yet been determined. I don't know if it is really going to be done or if it is just an ordinary threatening letter. But Brother Maori is not here, so I can only trouble you to help us take a look." He said tiredly.
Mouri Kogoro went to record a show, but he can't come back yet.
The only one he could find was Tsushima Shuji.
As for the White Horse Detective...
Of course, the other party is also very famous, but he is really not close to the White Horse Detective, and the other party is the son of his immediate boss.
It's better to keep your distance.
"It's a warning letter about doing bad things. I understand. I'll go to the Metropolitan Police Department later." Shuji Tsushima replied calmly.
"Then come quickly, everyone is waiting for you." Officer Megure said as if he saw the only hope.
"I'll be there soon." Tsushima Shuji said and hung up the phone.
"If Kudo Shinichi was still here, you could just go to him for this kind of thing..." He couldn't help but complain.
Just leave such troublesome little things to the other party. Tsushima Shuji only needs to bear the title of police consultant and watch from the sidelines.
This kind of leisurely fishing life is the kind of life that suits him.
"Is the Kudo Shinichi you're talking about the unlucky guy who you keep in charge of taking blood for observation from time to time?" Toru Amuro said from the side.
After all this, do you still want others to shoulder the task for you?
You are really a black-hearted capitalist.
Kaa.
"Hey~" Tsushima Shuji pretended not to hear, stuck out his tongue and smiled.
He's so bad, he sounds absolutely crazy.
But so what?
After all, he is a villain. How can he be a villain if he is not bad?
"Let's go to the Metropolitan Police Department to help those poor and stupid police officers." He stood up and said lightly.
"But do you really feel sorry for them?" Scotland couldn't help but ask.
Stupid words are recognized.
Even Japanese people can't help but scold the stupid police.
Poor words...
Does Kaa really feel sorry for them?
"Ah, but pitiful and stupid, it makes me look very generous. I helped them out of compassion." Shuji Tsushima explained.
Although he himself only thinks they are stupid and not pitiful.
Excellent police officers either join the dark and anonymous battle, or they have died long ago on the front line.
The rest are useless guys.
"I knew it." Toru Amuro gave her friend a look.
See, this guy doesn't mean that well.
Scotland smiled.
Indeed, this answer is more in line with Kaa.
…
Officer Megure was already waiting at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department.
As soon as he saw Shuji Tsushima's car arriving, he immediately raised his hand to say hello.
"Brother Tsushima! You're finally here!" He said excitedly, as if someone he had been waiting for for a long time had finally arrived.
"Officer Megure." Tsushima Shuji nodded.
The next second, Officer Megure enthusiastically pulled him into the Metropolitan Police Department and directly to the site of the First Investigation Division.
"Look, this is it." After Officer Megure pulled the person into the conference room, he spread out the threatening letter he received in front of Shuji Tsushima.
Tsushima Shuji lowered his head and glanced at the threatening letter.
The contents above are all words from newspapers, cut out and put together one by one.
This is indeed a method that does not expose the handwriting, and many threatening letters are completed in this way.
"Well, it seems to be a very serious warning indeed." Shuji Tsushima nodded after reading it.
It's just that the purpose has nothing to do with the Soul Team.
To explain it another way, although the person who sent the letter stated that he hated the Soul Team and was preparing to make a big fuss, he actually had other plans. The Soul Team's parade was just a cover.
They planned to use this reason to do something else.
The so-called attack in the east and attack in the west.
"Originally, we wouldn't take such a letter from whom we don't know seriously, but this letter looks very much like a prisoner's handwriting..." Officer Megure explained hesitantly to Shuji Tsushima.
"A similar notice letter also appeared in a case three years ago..."
"On that day, we lost an excellent colleague." His voice was full of sorrow and heavyness.
Tsushima Shuji nodded thoughtfully.
Three years ago, it seems that it was around that time that Wei Que ended his undercover career and returned to the organization.
Well, the reason for ending his undercover life is also very interesting, because he met a bomber, experienced an explosion, and had to die.
So I had no choice but to give up my identity and leave.
"We suspect it may be related to the murderer three years ago." Officer Megure said.
"That's it." Tsushima Shuji suddenly realized.
But it’s impossible, I think too much.
The bomber from three years ago has been beaten to ashes, and he cannot die anymore.
How could he come back from the dead and commit crimes again?
Tell Wei Que, do you think he will believe it?
"If it is really the prisoner from three years ago, then the faces in our Metropolitan Police Department will be familiar faces to the other party. We plan to disguise ourselves on the day of the parade, blend into the crowd of onlookers, and find the prisoner..."
Officer Mu told them their plan.
Tsushima Shuji did not complain that they were doing useless work, but instead seemed to be very cooperative.
"So that's it, you thought it through very well." He praised.
"Brother Tsushima, your appearance is also very eye-catching. If you want to blend in with the crowd, remember to make some disguise so as not to be recognized..." Officer Megure reminded cautiously.
"It's troublesome to be too good-looking." He sighed, shaking his head.
"I will." Tsushima Shuji nodded.
After all, he looks so eye-catching.
"Do you think there are any other details that need to be added to our plan?" Officer Megure looked forward to some suggestions from Shuji Tsushima.
"Hmm... maybe we don't need to pay too much attention to the Soul Team's parade itself?" Tsushima Shuji was silent for a moment and said with unclear meaning.
"What does this mean?" Officer Memu asked confused.
But Tsushima Shuji had no intention of answering, he just smiled and said nothing.
Then Officer Megure understood that the detective's Riddler style had appeared again.
The Riddler style that people love to hate.
What I love is that the other person seems to know everything, and what I hate is that the other person knows clearly but says nothing.