Chapter 145

Just in that moment of distraction, there was a slight tightness on her ear.

Miyamoto Yumi’s whole body shook.

This time was different from just now.

Just now, it was only for a split second, and Miyamoto Yumi hadn't even reacted before it ended.

The touch was faint, as if it were an illusion.

This time, she could clearly feel that Akaso Kaze not only touched her but also nibbled on her ear.

[Ding, Miyamoto Yumi has developed a favorable impression of you. Current favorability is 2.]

Screech.

The car braked suddenly, giving Miwako Sato a fright.

"Yumi, what's going on? Drive steadily."

"O-okay, just now... a cat ran past in front."

Miyamoto Yumi was so scared her little heart almost jumped out.

Fortunately, Miwako Sato’s mind wasn't on her, and she turned back to say:

"The criminal called again just now, demanding that the 50 million be placed at Entrance 18 of the stadium during halftime."

"We have too few clues now. With just these clues, finding the criminal in a stadium of 56,000 people is too difficult."

"Akaso-san, do you have any good ideas?"

Akaso Kaze thought for a moment.

"There won't be many criminals; there should only be two."

"Since they are blackmailing Nichiuri TV, it should be a planned crime, and they must have divided the work in advance."

"If they had enough manpower, they would definitely have arranged someone outside the stadium to observe whether the director had called the police."

"Now that so many police officers are surrounding the director, but they haven't been discovered, it means they don't have enough manpower, and there are only two of them."

"That's right, why didn't I think of that."

A hint of admiration finally appeared in Miwako Sato’s eyes.

"We are at the stadium now. Since I accepted the commission, I will pose as TV station personnel and go to trade with the criminal."

Akaso Kaze wasn't the type to take money and not work.

Since he had collected 20 million from them, he naturally had to do something.

"Then, I'll go with you!" Miwako Sato insisted.

"What, what should I do?"

Miyamoto Yumi stopped the car at the entrance of the venue and asked, secretly looking at Akaso Kaze.

"Officer Yumi, wait for me here; I'll need to take your car back."

Akaso Kaze’s lips curled, and he winked at the little police flower.

"O-okay..."

After what happened in the car just now, Miyamoto Yumi didn't even dare to look at him.

"There are so many people inside!"

Standing at the entrance of the stadium, Akaso Kaze looked at the scene before him and exclaimed.

"Today is the match between the Tokyo Spirits and Big Osaka. There are many fans here to watch the game," Miwako Sato introduced with her delicate eyebrows locked.

"There are about 56,000 spectators on site now. Finding those few criminals among so many people is really very difficult."

She had previously thought about having plainclothes police officers secretly search the spectators to see who was holding binoculars or carrying a handgun.

Now it seems this plan is completely unfeasible!

Checking all 56,000 spectators would take too long.

And there are too many people carrying binoculars; it's impossible to distinguish.

It seems we can only rely on Akaso Kaze.

But although this guy’s reasoning just now was completely correct, can he really catch the criminal smoothly?

Miwako Sato still didn't quite believe it.

There was still some time before the transaction, so Akaso Kaze used Prediction Magic and the Eye of Space to search around.

"There, there is a handgun in that trash can."

"What?" Miwako Sato was stunned.

She walked over in a few steps, put on white gloves on her right hand, rummaged in the trash can for a while, and took out an object.

Huh?

There really is a handgun!

And it's a Tokarev!

Bringing her nose to the handgun to smell it, Miwako Sato’s eyes lit up.

This handgun still smelled of gunpowder; it must be the one the criminal used to shoot the soccer ball earlier, no mistake!

Fortunately, they didn't search for guns secretly, otherwise, they would never have found it.

Looking at the calm Akaso Kaze, Miwako Sato couldn't help but feel suspicious in her heart.

What method did this man use to determine that the criminal threw the handgun into the trash can?

So many police officers had investigated here for a long time before and hadn't found any clues.

As soon as he arrived, he found the handgun the criminal had used.

Is this Onmyoji really that powerful?

An inexplicable curiosity arose in the policewoman’s heart.

Stadium, Entrance 18.

Inspector Megure led a group of police officers to ambush in the surrounding area, while Kaneko, Conan, and other children hid on the side, observing the police’s actions.

Inspector Megure held a walkie-talkie and whispered orders to the officers on the scene: "Officer Sato just sent news that under Lord Akaso’s guidance, she found a Tokarev handgun in the stadium’s trash can that is suspected to have been used by the criminal!"

"They are about to pose as TV station personnel to trade with the criminal. There is more than one criminal, so everyone be careful. Do not act too early; you must wait for my order."

"Yes, Inspector Megure!"

The police officers on the scene responded in unison, silently observing the entrance.

Akaso Kaze and Miwako Sato walked together.

Miwako Sato was carrying a bag, her red lips tightly pursed.

"Officer Sato, why are you so nervous?"

Akaso Kaze asked curiously.

"Can I not be nervous? I'm carrying 50 million here."

"50 million?" Akaso Kaze curled his lips.

He often earned hundreds of millions; he didn't care about this small amount of money.

"Don't worry, I am the one who accepted the commission. If there is any loss, I will bear it."

Miwako Sato couldn't help but glance at Akaso Kaze.

That's right, this guy collected 20 million for one commission.

The two criminals only blackmailed 50 million.

Onmyoji earn no less than criminals.

And it's much easier, without any risk.

The two arrived at Entrance 18, but the criminal hadn't arrived yet.

Akaso Kaze teased: "Officer Sato, have you thought about what to say later?"

"Ah? What do you mean what to say?"

Miwako Sato was somewhat stunned.

"Identity. In case the criminal asks, we must have a story."

Akaso Kaze said with a smile: "Don't you plainclothes police officers often have times when you disguise yourselves for cases? Shouldn't a man and a woman pretend to be a married couple or lovers?"

"What married couple or lovers, how is that possible!"

Miwako Sato almost jumped up, "I have never..."

"Hey, be careful, he's here."