Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 732 The Young Lady in Springtime
Hawkeye knew the other person was referring to a detective or a police officer.

Putting aside other examples, let's take Iori Muga as an example.

This guy is clearly valued by the Ooka family, but he drags his feet when it comes to doing things, which clearly shows that he's not yet at ease.

"What about us?"

"Forget it, there's no need to take action. I thought Kuroda Hyoue could handle Karasuma Renya, but it's been several years already?"

Ooka Toramasa snorted and shook his head slightly: "Let him not make the same mistake twice. Let him play by himself. Maybe it will produce a different kind of chemical reaction."

"Of course, if any unexpected events occur, such as a large-scale event like today, I don't mind lending a hand."

"But what if he has any designs on the Ooka family?"

Catching a glimpse of that sharp, dagger-like gaze, Hawkeye lowered his head slightly: "I understand."

Ooka Toramasa gently stroked the scratch marks on his eagle-head cane, looking up at the ceiling.

"The lights should be dim; the perfect state is when they can only illuminate a small area."

"Yes."

Hawkeye nodded and was about to leave the room when he was stopped by a soft shout.

"By the way, how is Iori Muga doing? Do you think he can take over your job?"

Hawkeye shook his head: "I still don't quite understand this person, and why recruit him in the first place? Those police officers are almost all brainwashed; it would be very difficult to get them to be loyal to their leader."

"No need to pledge allegiance to me. This old fellow is not as good as that crow and won't live that long. Just pledge allegiance to Red Leaf."

Ooka Momiji was the third generation favored by the head of the Ooka family, who planned to have her enter politics and take over his mantle.

The Ooka family's empire was too large, and someone had to take over. The reason why the second generation was not successful was because of him.

When he was prime minister, he was too assertive and offended many people. After stepping down, one could vaguely sense something was wrong.

Therefore, the second generation did not choose the path of politics.

And the third generation is ready to make a comeback!

"You're joking, sir."

Hawkeye smiled and changed the subject back to Iori Muga: "Actually, I suspect he joined us to investigate Gin and the others."

“Three years ago, he may have discovered something, or overheard our conversation, after all, he was protecting you closely at the time.”

"It's ok."

Ooka Toramasa shook his head with a smile: "I have confidence in Momiji. This little guy does have some personal charm."

Speaking of personal charisma, Hawkeye feels there are some things he has to say.

"Over there with Hattori Heiji."

Hawkeye hesitated. He had met Hattori Heiji today, and judging from the other man's behavior, he was aware of Karasuma Renya's organization, which could potentially affect Ooka Momiji's safety.

"It's alright. Hattori Heizo's child is indeed a bit stubborn, and he's really not suitable for Momiji. She's still young and her girlish heart is full of poetry. She'll be fine in a few years when she's more mature."

Ooka Toramasa's eyes showed a hint of worry, but he quickly dismissed it.

His granddaughter, Ooka Toramasa, is destined to become a major figure in Japanese politics after his careful upbringing. It would be good to use Hattori Heiji to temper her temperament.

At this moment, in a room completely decorated in pink, Ooka Momiji is leisurely lying on the bed. In front of her is a thick stack of karuta cards, which she is carefully selecting, playing against herself.

Karuta, which can be traced back to the Heian period, is a unique board game with distinctive national characteristics that was popular in the upper echelons of Japanese society.

From a young age, Ooka Toramasa began to cultivate her thinking ability, including the game of karuta, whose core is not much different from shogi, and can expand thinking and improve thinking ability.

Ooka Momiji looked at the special card she had just drawn in her hand and gently stroked the picture of Hattori Heiji on it.

"Heiji is so handsome no matter how many times I see him."

Every time she sees Heiji Hattori or his photos, she is reminded of the time when he wanted her to be his bride when they were children.

Although we now know that the other party meant to make her "stronger" instead of a "bride".

But what's done is done, and the longing over the years has gradually turned into love.

Moreover, Heiji Hattori is indeed very good. He has strong reasoning skills, is a master of kendo, and his father is the chief of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters.

More importantly, he is different from others.

When everyone revolves around her, only Hattori Heiji stands by with indifference. This feeling is completely different from others. Such a man is worthy of being conquered by Ooka Momiji.

Although their family backgrounds were worse than hers, in Japan, whose family background could compare to hers?

Heiji Hattori is already one of the best among them!
"That Kazuha guy has been keeping a tight grip on me, even following me on my trip to Kyoto. I have to find a way to give Heiji and me a chance to be alone together."

The former prime minister's granddaughter's mind was racing; she'd rather use those skills on dating than on how to deal with politicians.

However, since the methods she had in mind were all extremely cruel, she didn't want to use anything too extreme. The only thing that seemed to be of use was...
Ooka Momiji took out another card from her deck, which happened to be a karuta card with her own image on it.

"I can only use my beauty to get Heiji and me in close contact. I refuse to believe that this blockhead won't get it. With my skills and methods, a mere man is no match for me!"

"Oh dear, Heiji always keeps everyone at arm's length, that's just too much!"

Ooka Momiji's mind was filled with images of Hattori Heiji, like an addiction to smoking—he just thought of him naturally and constantly.
If Ooka Toramasa knew that the strategies he taught his granddaughter would be used to conquer men, he would probably be furious.

Fortunately, Momiji Ooka didn't make it too obvious, and one thing that made Iori Muga better than the other bodyguards was that he wouldn't interfere with Momiji Ooka or report her to Toramasa Ooka.

"Go back to Osaka to find Heiji, and then figure out a way to get Kazuha to leave Osaka. My chance will come then, won't it?"

Given the chance to be alone, you can easily arrange for a hero to rescue the damsel in distress or for the damsel to take some strange drug, and it will all fall into place without any problem.
It would be best if she got pregnant, then Heiji Hattori wouldn't be able to run away even if he wanted to.

She has many similar methods, but for now, this one seems to be the most effective.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for many.

Not only is it Ooka Momiji, who is in the throes of spring, but also Gin, who is the manager of the brewery's Japanese branch.

It's certain that Natsukawa and the others are still alive, and now with Ooka Toramasa backing him up, who knows what they'll do next.

The conflict between the organization and Xia Chuan has reached an irreconcilable point, and one side is bound to die.

He was confident in himself; it all depended on the attitude of the Ooka family.

He could only wait for news from his informant to find out the specifics.

The Ooka family probably only used a few methods to deal with Natsukawa.

They can either convict him and put him in jail, or Hawkeye can just take him back; it wouldn't be difficult to find out the truth.

(End of this chapter)