Ke Xue: The thief Cao is actually myself

Chapter 590 This is a unique culture, you have to try it! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

"Crack, click, click..."

The train continued to speed forward along the track, and the scenery outside the window flashed by like a fast-forwarded movie scene.

After a long while, the train slowly slowed down, and the scenery outside the window gradually changed from blurry light and shadow to clear shape, and the outline of Wenquanxiang Station gradually came into view.

Some pedestrians on the platform walked hurriedly, as if they were rushing to an important appointment; others were leisurely, looking relaxed, enjoying the leisure. Little did they know that a storm related to the mysterious missing pistol was about to happen in this quiet hot spring town.

As the train stopped steadily at the platform, Maori Kogoro took a deep breath, stood up, and patted the dust on his body from sitting for a long time, trying to refresh himself and make himself look more energetic. At the same time, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Okay, don't think about these troubles for now. We finally came to the hot spring resort to play, so we must relax and enjoy this rare leisure time."

Having said that, there was still a hint of worry in his eyes. After all, the matter of the pistol was always like a heavy rock, pressing firmly on his heart, making him unable to really let it go. Even at this moment, he was in this hot spring town platform full of a pleasant atmosphere.

Mao Lilan looked at her father pretending to be calm, and understood his concerns. She walked up to him, gently took his arm, and said softly, "Dad, don't worry. Maybe after we take a good bath in the hot spring and relax, our thoughts will be clear, and the pistol problem can be solved easily."

As she spoke, a warm smile appeared on her lips, trying to dispel the gloom in her father's heart.

Bai Ye walked forward, nodded slightly, and said calmly: "Uncle Maori, Xiaolan is right. Put aside your worries for the time being and enjoy the present. Maybe by chance, things will turn around."

Conan nodded and agreed: "Yes, uncle, Xiaolan and Baiye are right. Let's not think about those troubles for now. The hot springs in the hot spring town are very famous. Let's go and experience them."

In fact, Conan was secretly thinking about the clues of the pistol in his heart, and constantly reviewing the details of the case in his mind. He just didn't want everyone, especially his childhood sweetheart Mouri Ran, to be overly affected.

Maori Kogoro listened to what everyone said, and his tense nerves relaxed a little. He laughed, waved his hand, and said, "Okay! Then I'll listen to you. Let's put our worries behind us and enjoy the beauty of the hot spring resort."

There will always be a way when the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge. There will always be a way.

Who knows, maybe in this seemingly peaceful hot spring town, we can really find the key clues to solving the mystery.

Thinking of this, he took the lead and picked up his luggage, striding towards the exit. Everyone looked at each other and hurriedly followed him, heading towards the hot spring town...

Along the way, the unique sulfur smell of the hot spring town hits you in the face. The slightly pungent but unique smell, mixed with the fresh and pleasant air in the mountains, instantly makes people feel particularly comfortable, as if all the worries are swept away by this wonderful smell.

As Conan walked, he suddenly found a unique little shop not far ahead. Some gun model-related products were placed at the door of the shop. Under the sunlight, they shone with the unique luster of metal. He suddenly felt as if he had caught a hint of an important clue, and hurriedly said to Maori Kogoro: "Uncle, I want to go to the shop over there to have a look. Maybe I can find some clues related to the gun."

Although Maori Kogoro was somewhat reluctant to worry about the case when they were about to arrive at the hot spring resort hotel, he nodded and reminded Conan, looking at his expectant and determined eyes: "Okay, Conan, then you have to move quickly. Don't run around in this unfamiliar place, lest you get lost. Xiaolan and I will go to check in first, and then we will wait for you and Bai Ye at the hotel. Come back quickly after you finish your investigation, understand?"

"Uh-huh!"

Conan nodded vigorously and ran towards the store impatiently.

As soon as he entered the store, he was dazzled by the dazzling array of goods. He suppressed his excitement and carefully observed each gun model, trying to find a similar style to the missing Smith & Wesson M439 pistol from these cold metal and plastic replicas.

Just then, his eyes were attracted by a slightly old model in the corner of the shelf.

Although the model looks a little dull and has a thin layer of dust on the surface, its outline and details are extremely similar to the missing pistol they have been looking for, almost like a twin brother.

Conan carefully picked up the model, walked quickly to the shopkeeper, and asked politely: "Uncle, where did this model come from? Has anyone come to buy something similar recently, or inquired about this kind of pistol?"

The shop owner is a kind-looking old man with gray hair. He scratched his head and tried to recall: "This model has been here for a long time, and I can't remember where I got it from. However, a few days ago, a thin man wearing a hat came and asked some questions about pistols, especially the realistic imitation guns. I thought it was quite strange at the time. Most people rarely ask about this kind of thing."

Conan's heart tightened. Could this person be the one who picked up the gun?
Thinking of this, he suppressed his inner excitement and continued to ask: "Do you remember what that person looked like? For example, what kind of clothes he wore? Or any special features?"

The shop owner frowned, his eyes revealing a trace of confusion. He thought for a long time before saying, "I'm not sure. He was wearing a hat that covered his face tightly. He was wearing a dark coat. He looked very mysterious and hurried. I didn't pay much attention to his appearance. And when he spoke, his voice was very low. It felt like he was deliberately trying to hide himself."

"Is that so? I understand! Thank you, Manager!"

Conan thanked the owner, walked out of the store, and told Bai Ye who was still waiting for him nearby this important clue.

After hearing Conan's story, Bai Ye's face suddenly darkened, and his expression became more serious than ever before: "It seems that this matter is not that simple. The mysterious man is very likely coming for the pistol. Maybe he has been eyeing the gun for a long time, deliberately creating an opportunity for it to disappear, and then find a way to get it."

Conan nodded seriously, his eyes revealing a trace of caution. "We have to be more careful. Every step we take in the hot spring village may hide clues related to the missing pistol case. From now on, we must pay attention to every suspicious person and every unusual thing around us, and we must not miss any clues."

Bai Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, his sharp gaze like a sword, slowly scanning the people coming and going around, and said in a low and powerful voice: "Yes, this hot spring town seems calm, but in fact, undercurrents are surging. Since the mysterious man has begun to act, there will definitely be more actions in the future. We must not only pay attention to strangers, but also those seemingly ordinary tourists, hotel staff, and even local residents, who may be related to this matter."

As he said this, he turned to look at Conan, his eyes revealing a trace of worry, "When you act alone, you must be extremely careful. If you encounter danger, find me or Uncle Maori first."

Conan patted his chest and said confidently: "Don't worry, I will pay attention to safety."

After the two discussed, they decided to return to the hotel to meet with Kogoro Mori and Ran Mori to discuss the next investigation plan together.

However, just as they were about to move forward, a loud noise suddenly came from the front. The two were slightly startled, and hurriedly quickened their pace to rush over. They saw a large group of people crowded around a bulletin board, some craning their necks, some whispering, pointing and talking one after another.

Conan took great effort to squeeze through the gap in the crowd. Looking up, he saw a reward notice on the bulletin board, and the content of the notice was exactly about the missing Miss & Wesson M439 pistol.

The notice not only describes the model and unique features of the pistol in detail, but also specifically states that anyone who can provide important clues and help recover the pistol will receive a generous reward.

Conan's eyes lit up instantly, flashing with excitement and anticipation. He was keenly aware that this might be a great opportunity to break the current deadlock and successfully find the whereabouts of the pistol.

After all, there will always be brave men when there is a big reward. Such a high reward may encourage those who know the inside story to come forward voluntarily.

Moreover, this notice will attract more people to pay attention to the case, allowing the clues hidden in the dark to gradually surface.

Thinking of this, Conan quickly turned around and found Bai Ye who stayed there. He said excitedly: "Bai Ye, this reward notice came at the right time! It will definitely lead to some useful clues. We must quickly tell Uncle Maori and Sister Xiaolan about this news. Let's all think of a way to make good use of this opportunity."

Bai Ye nodded slightly, "Yeah!"

The two of them did not delay any longer and immediately walked quickly towards the direction of the hotel, ready to inform Maori Kogoro of this important discovery and discuss the next investigation plan...

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Mouqing Hot Spring Hotel is a two-story hotel with the top floor paved with old rubble.

It covers a very large area, with empty space all around and no other buildings to be seen, yet it is adjacent to the sea, and you can almost hear the gentle whisper of the waves.

The traces of time have quietly settled on it, making the entire building exude an ancient and natural atmosphere, like an ancient painting.

Kogoro Mori and Ran walked into the hotel and what came into their sight was an antique courtyard.

The courtyard is exquisitely laid out, and every blade of grass, every stone and every water have been carefully carved, as if telling stories from the past, making people indulge in this elegance and tranquility.

After looking at Maori Ran, Maori Kogoro cast his gaze to the back of the building, where hot steam was rising. It was not difficult to guess that that was where the hotel's hot spring was located.

"Xiaolan... did you know?" Maori Kogoro raised his head slightly, took a deep breath of the air filled with hot spring water vapor and the fragrance of plants, and said with emotion, "In our Neon Country, hot spring bathing is an indispensable part of travel. It is not only a way to relax the body and mind, but also our unique cultural feature, which contains a different kind of charm. Let's go and take a good bath and feel it later."

Mao Lilan nodded gently, with a sweet smile on her face and a gleam of anticipation in her eyes: "Yes, yes, Dad. I heard that hot springs are good for the body, and it must be very pleasant to take a hot spring bath in such a beautiful environment."

She couldn't wait to enjoy the wonderful feeling of hot spring bathing with her boyfriend.

Thinking of this, a barely perceptible blush appeared on her face.

As they talked, they stepped into the hotel. In the hotel, apart from the owner and the service staff, there were no other guests, and it seemed particularly quiet.

The hotel is in the shape of a U.S. character. In addition to the large hot spring bath separated by wooden boards in the middle area, you can also see the open-air Futen Hot Spring when you go out the back door of the hotel.

It is worth mentioning that there are mixed hot springs for men and women to bathe together.

Kogoro Mouri and Ran came to the front desk side by side, and what they saw was an old woman leaning comfortably on a chair, immersed in a sweet sleep.

Seeing this, he subconsciously frowned slightly, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and then he politely asked softly: "Boss, is there anyone else staying here?"

Disturbed by the sudden noise of Maori Kogoro, the old woman suddenly woke up from her sleep, her eyes still bleary and confused, she asked in confusion, "What?"

That confused look seemed as if he had not yet fully recovered from the dream.

Maori Kogoro was very patient and repeated, "Excuse me, is there anyone else staying here?"

"Oh, it's very cheap, only 5,000 yen for three nights!"

The old woman obviously had poor hearing, and her answer completely deviated from the question. She directly took Kogoro Mori's inquiry as an inquiry about the price.

Looking at this scene, Mao Lilan couldn't help but laugh softly. Her laughter was clear and pleasant, echoing in the quiet space like a silver bell, adding a bit of liveliness to the slightly dull atmosphere.

Maori Kogoro shook his head helplessly, raised his voice, and said word by word: "We are not asking about the price, but whether there are other people who have moved in. We are here to attend a class reunion."

As it is located in a hot spring town with abundant hot spring resources and hot springs everywhere, the consumption level here is not high and the accommodation fee is relatively affordable. For the reunion of Maori Kogoro's classmates, they simply booked the entire hot spring hotel, so that the cost per person was not much.

Of course, the low cost of accommodation does not mean that the travel expenses are also cheap, otherwise Kogoro Mori would not have frowned with such heartache before.

(End of this chapter)