Fujino silently complained to himself, then changed the subject. "So, how are things on your end? Did you catch the guy who was chasing me?"
After thinking seriously for a moment, Sato Miwako said thoughtfully, "No, we didn't."
"..." If they hadn't caught him, why was she acting so grave about it?
Fujino complained inwardly, utterly unsurprised by the expected answer. The Metropolitan Police Department really was as reliable as ever.
Come to think of it, it would have been strange if they had caught him.
After all, anything unusual usually had something suspicious behind it.
It was hard not to wonder whether they had used some Great Memory Restoration Technique.
But then again, that probably could not happen.
The Metropolitan Police Department officers might be a little useless, but they were still decent when it came to enforcing the law. They would never pull something like using a Great Memory Restoration Technique to murder innocents for credit—after all, their little brother had their backs.
Sato Miwako seemed to notice the look on Fujino's face that suggested he looked down on the Metropolitan Police Department. Crossing her arms, she said resentfully:
"You can't blame us for that!"
"That guy drove his truck straight into the downtown area, then turned into the narrow streets of a district. He smashed several cars and utility poles, then rammed a taxi over and shook off the police cars chasing him."
"He was driving a huge truck. The motorcycle officers didn't dare pursue him recklessly, so all they could do was watch him get away."
She sighed and could not help complaining, "That guy is insane!"
Fujino: "..."
So was this Los Santos or Tokyo?
Fujino felt that Tokyo in Conan World deserved not only the title of Gotham City, the crime capital, and Japan's