Ghost Detectives in the Detective World

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"Well, she wanted to go and see, and I couldn't stop her."

Takagi offered an embarrassed explanation.

"Couldn't stop him? Yue Shui is just a trainee police officer!"

Matsuda said irritably,

"You can't even control a newbie? Takagi, you've been working in Section 1 for three years now!"

"Well, after all, Koshimizu was a renowned detective before. I think it would be more helpful to the case to have her go over there rather than have her guard the door here..."

Takagi explained sheepishly.

"The problem is, she's not a detective anymore!"

Matsuda rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache.

It wasn't that he couldn't understand Takagi's actions, because the Metropolitan Police Department's First Division had always been suppressed by detectives.

This made the many detectives in the department always subconsciously lower their heads in front of detectives from all walks of life.

Chapter 299 Takagi, you're such a loser!

Even with all the effort Matsuda has put in, he cannot change their long-standing habits and mindset in a short period of time.

After giving Takagi a few words of reprimand, Matsuda was about to leave.

Just then, his phone rang; it was Sato calling.

"Matsuda, Sonoko is in danger! I just heard on the phone that she was attacked by criminals."

Sato sounded very anxious on the other end of the phone.

"Yuanzi is probably on the tenth floor right now, you should hurry over there."

What?! What's going on here, Garden!

Do you really need to go all the way up to the tenth floor just to use the restroom?

Matsuda hung up the phone, hurried to the door, and said in a deep voice to the guests and reporters outside,

"I need to go in, please make way."

"Officer Matsuda, is this a murder case?"

"Officer Matsuda, is this the same person who committed the series of attacks on women announced by the Metropolitan Police Department? Was this a random attack?"

"Officer Matsuda, has the Metropolitan Police Department confirmed the identity of the perpetrator yet?"

Over the past six months, Matsuda has solved several murder cases.

Moreover, he suppressed the rising star detective Kogoro Mouri.

This left him with nothing to do in his hometown of Tokyo, and he could only enter his "Sleeping Kogoro Mode" when he went on trips, which is why he became a renowned detective.

This made Matsuda's appearance familiar to journalists who frequently covered such crimes.

Upon seeing Matsuda approach, they swarmed around him like locusts, surrounding him in layers.

What could Matsuda say at this point?

Move aside, I need to go in and find the murderer. He's committing a crime right now!

"Make way, make way, don't block the way!"

Matsuda didn't bother to explain and simply used his strong physique to try and make a way.

Of course, there were also those with ill intentions who tried to obstruct Matsuda.

However, Matsuda, as a police officer, did not lose patience and escalate the situation.

Instead, they maintained a friendly expression and prevented the situation from escalating.

The reporter who was standing close to Matsuda was so moved that he knelt down.

Finally, a gap appeared in the crowd, allowing Matsuda to slip out.

Tenth floor... tenth floor!

Just as Matsuda was burying his head in climbing, the phone rang again.

After the call connected, Matsuda heard Megure's roar.

"Matsuda, you bastard, why aren't you here yet? Where are you now?"

"Me?" Matsuda glanced at the numbers on the stairwell wall. "I'm on the fifth floor, I'll be there soon."

"What? You're actually climbing the stairs?" Megure's voice suddenly turned strange. "The eleventh floor is a restaurant in the mall, and it's still open. We took the elevator directly here, and we're on the tenth floor now."

Uh......

Matsuda peered down into the gap between the stairs, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see the bottom at all.

Forget it, I'll just keep climbing the stairs!

"what......"

As Matsuda was climbing uphill, he suddenly heard a girl scream in terror.

Oh no, has the criminal caught up with Sonoko?

When Matsuda rushed up to the eighth floor, he saw Sonoko trembling and slumped on the floor.

In front of her, the guard named Dingjin was wielding an iron bar and shouting.

"It's all because of you women! If you hadn't worn shoes like that, my son wouldn't have died!"

"Heh, rather than waiting until the future, when I have children, only to have them run over and killed by you women, I'd rather stop it all now!"

At this point, the guard raised the iron bar in his hand and smashed it down on the girl.

Sonoko screamed in fright and instinctively closed her eyes.

Then she heard a "thump" sound.

Strange, why doesn't my head hurt?

Am I already dead, so I can't feel pain anymore?

Just as Sonoko was lost in thought, she heard the sound of a deposit being made.

Compared to his previous arrogance, his voice trembled noticeably as he spoke about the deposit.

"W-why are you here?"

Who? Someone's here?

Sonoko paused, cautiously opened her eyes, and then saw a familiar figure blocking her way.

The iron bar in Dingjin's hand stopped above the figure's head.

"Officer Matsuda?" Sonoko exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't worry, it's alright..." Matsuda turned around and comforted the girl.

"Um,"

Sonoko nodded vigorously, her heart still filled with fear and trepidation.

By this point, things had gradually calmed down.

"Police? So what if you come alone?"

Holding an iron bar, he said with a contorted expression, "I'm getting the deposit."

"It's all because of you police officers! If you hadn't ignored these reckless women and let them drive in high heels as they pleased, would my son have died?"

"Uh......"

Matsuda stared speechlessly at the man in front of him.

"First of all, I am a detective in the First Division. What shoes a woman wears is none of my business! If you have a problem with this, please go to the Traffic Division of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Secondly, who told you that the girl behind me was driving while wearing platform shoes?"

"Don't try to fool me, I saw her open the car door with my own eyes!" Dingjin shouted angrily.

"I... I was just opening the car door to put something in,"

With Matsuda's support, Sonoko mustered her courage and spoke loudly.

"That car belongs to Ran's father, Mr. Mori. I haven't even learned to drive yet!"

"what?"

He paused for a moment, carefully recalling the previous events.

When the girl in front of me opened the car door, she did seem to have quite a few things in her arms.

"Can......"

With a flushed face, he stammered for a moment, then muttered to himself in a low voice,

"Even if you can't drive now, you definitely will in the future. As long as you continue wearing shoes like these, you'll eventually run over and kill an innocent child. So I'm killing you now only to prevent a future tragedy..."

Seeing that this guy, who had been somewhat embarrassed and annoyed just moments before, had actually convinced himself after saying those words,

His expression turned fanatical and neurotic again.

"You really are developing mental problems..."

Matsuda was too lazy to argue with the deposit anymore. As the man charged at him with the iron bar, he kicked him and sent him flying backward.

"Pfft!"

The deposit slammed heavily against the wall, but he still struggled to get up from the ground.

Before he could make any further moves, two shiny bracelets were already fastened to his wrists.

......

Matsuda had just received the deposit when the others arrived.

Sato and Koshimizu looked at Matsuda's disheveled hair, and then heard Sonoko say that the deposit had just been hit on Matsuda's head with a stick.

"Matsuda, are you injured?" Sato asked with concern.