Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 312: Has the father's identity been exposed?

"Aunt Joel, something seems to have happened at the Rice Flower Restaurant."

For some reason, Anya and Yor appeared at a dessert shop not far from the Mihua Grand Hotel.

Anya happily ate her dessert, waiting for her father to appear, not at all worried that the arrival of the police would affect him.

Joel was not so calm. When he saw the police at the Mihua Grand Hotel, he immediately became anxious.

"I'll make a call to inquire about the situation."

A look of worry crossed Joel's face as he bit his lip and took out his phone to contact his apprentices.

If Anya hadn't said that her father might be in danger tonight, she definitely wouldn't be here.

Although she didn't know what was going on, making a phone call at a time like this would put her at ease, because she still hadn't seen Xia Chuan's whereabouts and was worried that the police's appearance was related to Xia Chuan.

At their feet, Bond buried his head in the cake, his fluffy hair covered in animal cream.

"To tell you the truth, the animal cream used in dessert shops is actually dog ​​cream."

Anya lowered her head to scare Bond, because this guy was so disobedient. If Aunt Joel hadn't come back and tempted him with cake, she wouldn't have given him any screen time at all.

Bond snorted. "You can't blame it. It's not strong enough to make a prediction if it hasn't eaten enough."

"Member Shigehiko Tobuchi is dead."

Joel's tense expression relaxed involuntarily; it was good that Xia Chuan hadn't gotten into trouble.

What is a congressman?

The little girl scratched her head, not quite understanding the term "member of parliament".

Knowing that Anya wouldn't understand even if he explained, Joel didn't continue.

To be honest, she had been keeping an eye on Shigehiko Tunguchi for a while, but she couldn't find any evidence. She had just planned to disguise herself as the Thorn Princess and go to his house to investigate. If she found out, she would kill him on the spot.

However, due to the mission at Blue Castle, this matter was temporarily put on hold.

However, one thing is certain: Shigehiko Tomoguchi is definitely related to the brewery!
According to information received from Natsukawa, the person who rented the castle was Tonguchi Shigehiko, and he even paid Natsukawa a considerable amount of compensation because of the explosion.

The castle that Shigehiko Tomoguchi rented turned out to be the place where the distillery held a meeting. Who would believe that there was no connection?
Now that Natsukawa is here, I wonder if it's related to Shigehiko Tonguchi.

"I hope not."

Joel was actually a little worried that Xia Chuan might be connected to the winery, especially since Yuri had been saying bad things about Xia Chuan lately, and that fishing and business trips were just excuses.

Although I don't believe it, when I hear it too much and encounter it, I always start to associate it with all sorts of random things.

"Aunt Joel, it's Father! Father is out!"

Anya shouted excitedly!
At the entrance of the Mihana Grand Hotel, Natsukawa quietly walked out, looking around to make sure Gin hadn't appeared yet. Little did he know that he was already being watched, and by Yoel and Anya no less!

He walked straight into the van parked on the side of the road.

"That car belongs to Uncle Frank! I felt like it looked familiar just now!"

Anya's eyes lit up. She had noticed that the van parked on the side of the road in front of the Mihua Hotel looked familiar. When she saw her father go inside, she finally remembered. Wasn't that Uncle Pompom's van?
Frank?

Joel sat up straight and stared intently.

Frank was definitely not just an ordinary friend of Xia Chuan; they might even be colleagues!
at the same time.

Inspector Megure gathered everyone at the crime scene to begin searching for the real culprit.

Pisco and Vermouth were left at the scene as suspects, while Amuro Tooru, as the head waiter in charge of the scene, was also called in for questioning.

The two people Gin arranged, plus everyone else who was just there for show, were all wiped out.

"We can't get through to any of the three people by phone."

Vodka stared down at the three missed calls on his phone, his face grim. He had only told Pisco about Sherry, not the other two. Now that this had happened, could it be that Sherry had somehow killed the three of them?
"Hehe, it seems that Shirley has made a lot of progress recently, she can actually cut off our contact with Pisco and the others."

Gin wasn't worried about the three's safety. If they couldn't even handle Sherry, they wouldn't have reached their current positions. They were probably delayed by something and were simply temporarily cut off from the outside world.

"Then what do we do now?"

"Go to the Mihua Grand Hotel. Doesn't Pisco have a GPS tracker on his phone? Just go there directly."

From Gin's perspective, finding the phone is equivalent to finding Pisco himself.

Having just left the research institute and confirmed that the hair belonged to Shirley, the Porsche 356a started up again. The moment the accelerator was pressed hard, the car shot past the car in front like an arrow and disappeared at the end of the road.

To their surprise, only Pisco was actually unable to get through on the phone.

Vermouth was wearing a dress with no pockets, so she didn't even bring her phone, and she didn't intend to do anything for Gin.

Amuro Tooru had his cell phone with him, but Beika Hotel has a rule that cell phones cannot be used during working hours, so his cell phone was kept in the locker room.

Gin's task was simply to keep an eye on Pisco, which was no difficult task for him at all. He didn't feel he should be carrying a phone and ready to take orders from Gin at any time.

The only unexpected thing was that the assassination would attract the attention of the police.

Not only were they noticed, but within just ten minutes, Inspector Megure received a phone call and narrowed down the suspects to seven people because of a handkerchief.

"They're here." Frank's expression changed.

The arrival of the Porsche 356a was accurately captured inside the van using a camera mounted on the roof.

"Wasn't the Porsche 356a already broken?"

After watching the two get out of the car and enter the restaurant, Xia Chuan muttered something curiously, and then unconsciously took out a time bomb.

"What are you going to do?"

Frank raised an eyebrow, expressing his helplessness at Xia Chuan's perverse sense of humor.

"I'd really like to see if Gin can single-handedly consume all the Porsche 356a cars in Japan!"

Xia Chuan's movements were very discreet, but what he didn't expect was that two pairs of eyes were watching his every move.

He got out of the car, walked to the Porsche 356a, and then lay down on the chassis to install explosives.

The action was performed in one smooth motion, and even the naturally oblivious Joel noticed something amiss.

That stealthy movement is just too practiced!
Anya put her hand to her forehead. The images Bond showed her only told her that her father was about to be in danger, but she never expected that the danger might come from herself.

She exposed her father's identity!

Finished
Anya turned to look at Joel and noticed that Joel's expression had changed, shifting clearly from astonishment to seriousness and then to doubt.

"Was that Gin and vodka just now?"

Joel frowned, her fingers tapping unconsciously on the table.

This is something I learned from Xia Chuan. She's been doing it lately when she's thinking; the rhythmic tapping always calms her mind.

Like a wooden fish.

"Aunt Joel."

Joel ignored him completely, simply watching Xia Chuan finish everything, and said without turning his head, "You and Bond stay here and don't wander off. I'm going out to check the situation and will come back to pick you up later."

Joel strode away without glancing at Anya; her mind was in turmoil.

What was Xia Chuan doing just now? Has the National Tax Service already reached into the brewery? His act of crawling under the Gin truck is also very suspicious!

This is too dangerous!
Installing the bomb is not difficult; the main challenge is testing whether the detonator can receive signals.

After confirming that the debugging was complete, Xia Chuan was about to emerge from under the Porsche when he heard Frank's exclamation.

"Wait! Don't move!" Frank's voice trembled slightly in the earpiece.

Xia Chuan immediately noticed the abnormality, stopped what he was doing, and slowly placed his hand on his chest, ready to draw his gun at any moment.

"What's going on? Has Gin come out?"

"no."

Xia Chuan stopped talking and waited for Frank to explain the reason.

"It's a bit hard to say."

Inside the van, Frank ruffled his messy hair into a tangled mess, his eyes glued to the monitor screen.

In the video, a woman stands with her back to the camera in front of a Porsche.

The woman's long hair reached her waist, and her slender legs and black high heels were visible beneath her pink sweater.

She stood quietly in front of the Porsche 356a, her hands in her pockets, as if waiting for something.

"You might not believe it, but I saw someone!"

"If you fucking talk like that again, I'll stuff your toilet bowl and make you eat instant noodles when we get back!"

"I think you've got no chance," Frank said, rubbing his eyes, just as Xia Chuan was about to lose his patience. "Your girlfriend is standing right next to the Porsche."

Xia Chuan was stunned for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Why is she standing next to the Porsche? Did she also receive a mission about Gin? But didn't you investigate and find out that Joel didn't have any missions today?"

He still thought the person standing in front of the carriage was Princess Thorn, and had no idea what he was about to face.

"It's Joel, not Princess Thorns!"

"Ha, they're all the same person."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Clearly, he understood the underlying meaning as well.

Do you think it will happen if I go out now?

"do not know."

Xia Chuan felt a cold sweat break out on his back as he looked around for a manhole cover.

This is a big problem; it's obvious that an underground sewer manhole was missing from this road.

"That stingy, idiotic municipality deserves to have murders every day!"

Joel stood in front of the Porsche for more than five minutes. In that time, let alone installing explosives, even a game of mahjong should have ended.

"Come out!"

Joel lowered his head and spoke softly.

Xia Chuan's voice and movements were very subtle, but she could still hear some of it.

Clearly, Xia Chuan's close friend Frank discovered her and then informed Xia Chuan.

Under the car, Xia Chuan suddenly felt a sense of dread, as if he had been caught having an affair by his wife, and his heart sank to despair.

He silently crawled out from under the car, and when he saw Joel, he gave a surprised yet forced smile: "Joel, what are you doing here? How is Anya?"

The clumsy attempt to change the subject clearly did not satisfy Joel.

Joel slowly squatted down, resting her chin on one hand, and carefully examined her boyfriend.

His handsome face was still so familiar, but now it gave her a sense of unfamiliarity.

What is your job?

"An IRS special investigator!"

"So what are you doing now? Hasn't this vehicle paid its vehicle and vessel tax?"

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People say that a woman in love has a warm heart but a cold mind, but Xia Chuan feels that Yole is more rational and intelligent than ever before, and there is a feeling that she will be able to see through any lie she tells instantly.

"Well, actually I came here by following Shigehiko Tonoguchi. The reason that guy was investigated was because I submitted evidence to the higher-ups."

"So what are you doing now? This car shouldn't belong to Shigehiko Tobuchi, right?"

Even though Shigehiko Tonoguchi was about to step down as a member of parliament, he was still driven around by a chauffeur who would wait in the car the whole time.

Moreover, a congressman would never drive a car from fifty years ago, and more importantly! — This car belongs to Gin.

“Come with me.” Xia Chuan looked around to make sure no one was there, then pulled Joel to the van and whispered, “Actually, when I was following Tonguchi Shigehiko these past two days, I found out that he seems to have some dealings with a certain black-clad organization.”

After guiding Joel to think in this direction, Xia Chuan continued:
“I suspect that Shigehiko Tobuchi has been working for this black-clad organization all along. Recently, their contact has become more and more frequent, which I just happened to discover. Including the previous Blue Castle incident, I finally confirmed that he was involved in something these past two days because I unexpectedly received information that he was preparing to make contact with that organization, which is why I came here.”

"and then?"

Joel's tone softened.

But then I realized something was wrong. If that was the case, what were we doing just now? It was obviously planting a bomb, not a listening device, was it?

If you install a listening device in that location, you can only hear the engine.

"I also prepared some explosives for the positioning device, just in case anything happens, it can destroy the traces of the positioning device being installed."

Joel's face darkened. Was this to destroy the tracking device?

The size of that bomb I just saw—it's meant to destroy the piano bar!

"Really?"

"Of course!"

Xia Chuan broke out in a cold sweat, but thankfully, Joel's intelligence-enhancing aura only lasted for a moment, and he easily believed what Joel said.

Of course, he wasn't making this up out of thin air; his excuse was entirely plausible and linked to his own identity, making it a logically closed loop in his self-narration.

"Shall we go home now? My colleague from the Metropolitan Police Department just told me that Shigehiko Tomoguchi is dead."

"I know, I was just thinking of waiting and seeing how things go."

Xia Chuan glanced back at Beika Grand Hotel. Ai Haibara's process wasn't finished yet, and he really didn't dare to leave now. What if other problems arose?

The white coat was reassuringly effective, but there was no guarantee that Gin wouldn't shoot Sherry in the head.

"You should go back first. If Shigehiko Tomoguchi is dead, there are still some cases to investigate, so you might not be able to go home until later tonight."

Joel stared at it suspiciously for a moment, but ultimately chose to believe it.

Moreover, she had her own secrets that she hadn't told Xia Chuan, so she wasn't really in a position to speak loudly to him.

Joel left, turning back every few steps, repeatedly telling Xia Chuan to be careful.

A few minutes later, Joel, dressed as the Thorn Princess, appeared on the rooftop of the Mihana Grand Hotel.

Gin is still at the Mihana Grand Hotel; she must stay to ensure Xia Chuan's safety!
A cold wind was blowing on the rooftop. Joel, holding a golden awl, prepared to go downstairs and sabotage the power supply equipment of the Mihana Hotel.

The best way to protect Natsukawa is to get rid of Gin and Vodka.

Sabotaging the power supply system was to protect herself from being seen by ordinary people. There were too many people at the Mihana Grand Hotel, and she couldn't possibly harm ordinary people. Sabotaging the power supply was the only way to maintain her mystery.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)