I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

"Really? Young people nowadays are so impractical. They think about all these fancy things every day. Instead of wasting time on these things, they might as well understand the concept of reasoning first!" Kogoro Mouri complained incessantly.

"Hey, hey, hey~ You, the great Detective Maori, are a diamond, and little detectives like us are just gold..." Serabelle said casually.

Actually, he didn't say the second half of the sentence, which is - now we are in the same boat, a diamond and a gold. Shouldn't you, the diamond, be the one who should reflect on this?

But there is really no need to say this out loud, just let those who understand understand.

At least Xiaolan should have understood, so she interrupted her old father's chattering at the right time.

"Okay, Dad, you're almost there. What should we do now? Are we just going to follow Mr. Hirota like this?"

"There's nothing I can do. This is all I can do for now."

When it came to business, Kogoro Mori immediately adjusted his attitude.

"After all, he is a missing person who ran away from home on his own initiative. If we rush over rashly, he might be disgusted and resist. Let's just follow him and find out where he lives now."

"In that case, I'll call Miss Hirota Masami. Dad, you guys just keep following me. I'll bring Miss Hirota Masami with me to join you." Xiaolan is very empathetic. "After all, it's Miss Masami's father who's missing. She must want to reunite with him as soon as possible."

Maori Kogoro considered his daughter's proposal seriously, then nodded in agreement: "Okay, then Lan, you go and contact Miss Hirota. We will continue to follow. If we continue in this direction, Mr. Hirota will probably go to the Beika-cho Vegetable Market next. If everything goes well, we can meet there."

"That's great. I won't call them then." Serabelle was too lazy. "Anyway, your client and my client are uncle and nephew. When the time comes, we can just make a phone call and let them know."

"Ok!"

So Xiaolan left the team.

Serabelle, Kogoro Mori and Conan continued to follow Kenzo Hirota, from outside the vegetable market to inside the market, then out of the market, and then continued walking along the street.

After wandering around for more than half an hour, the four people who had split into two groups finally met at an intersection next to a single-family rental house in the Beika-cho residential area.

Oh, there should be five people now, because Xiaolan also brought their client Hirota Masami.

As the saying goes, daughters look like their fathers, but Miss Hirota Masami has almost no resemblance to her father Hirota Kenzo in appearance. In comparison, she is a little... too beautiful.

She has long, smooth black hair and looks to be around twenty years old. Her facial features are not breathtakingly beautiful, but at least they are pretty. She wears a pair of glasses, giving her a pretty girl feeling. There is a hint of gentleness and strength between her eyebrows, which is like an elder sister.

"Hello."

Thanks to Xiaolan's prior instructions, although Hirota Masami was a little out of breath when she arrived, she still greeted her in a low voice with a look of respect.

Then she noticed Serabelle appearing next to Kogoro Mouri and was slightly stunned.

"Ms. Ciao Masami, I'm a detective hired by your uncle, Mr. Hirota Akira, and I had a conflict with Detective Mori on a commission." A trainee detective explained the current situation in just a few words.

"Thank you all for your hard work. What about my father..." Hirota Masami nodded slightly and asked anxiously.

"It's right in front."

Kogoro Maori waved to her to follow him, and after they turned the corner of the intersection, he pointed towards the road on the north side.

Looking around, there was only one person walking slowly forward on the entire road. He was Kenzo Hirota, who was preparing to go home to cook after buying groceries. He was walking towards his rental house on the second floor. His back was sturdy and a little staggering.

"Father!"

As a call filled with genuine longing echoed in the empty and deserted paths of the residential area, Hirota Masami ran forward without any hesitation.

Kenzo Hirota, who was walking in front, suddenly heard a voice behind him and jumped as if he had been electrocuted. Then he froze. After two seconds, he turned his head slowly and mechanically.

The reunion of father and daughter and their embrace should be a deeply moving scene.

But Serabelle noticed that Kenzo Hirota, who was hugged by his "daughter", had a strange expression on his face. He didn't look at all like he was relieved and happy after running away from home in a fit of anger and being found by his daughter who had traveled thousands of miles to find him.

Instead, it’s more like… the fear of death approaching?

Chapter 29 The Death Star of Beika Town is Shining!

This is a win-win-win outcome.

Kenzo Hirota was satisfied to see that the Haokai Emperor he pushed alone won the championship. Hirota Masami and Hirota Akira also found their relatives, while Serabelle and Kogoro Mori received the commission fees.

Everyone has a bright future.

The scene changes. As the four of them are some distance away from the rental house where Kenzo Hirota lives, Xiaolan, who is walking on the inside of the roadside with Conan, stretches her body and sighs.

"Yo Ga Da~ This way, a big thing has been solved. I didn't expect it to be so smooth."

"...Humph, I don't think it will go smoothly."

For some reason, Kogoro Maori standing next to him seemed to feel a little embarrassed and snorted coldly.

Seeing her old father like this, Xiaolan was even happier and made the scissors hand gesture.

"This way I'm also a famous detective~"

Ha...hehe...

Hearing this, Conan's mouth twitched slightly in silence, thinking that she was such a lucky woman.

"It sounds like Detective Maori has been in trouble for a while now?" Serabel said casually with a squint.

"No way!" Kogoro Mori denied it flatly.

But the next second he was stabbed hard by his own thorn growing into his vest.

"Well, that's not a problem. Conan and I followed Dad around for two or three days but found nothing. Finally, I took them to the racecourse today and found it."

"Hey! Lan!" The old father made a sound trying to restore his last bit of dignity.

"What's wrong? Isn't what I said the truth?"

"Uh……"

Facts speak louder than words. A famous detective whose rank was diamond but whose hidden rank was iron was suddenly silenced.

But he still wanted to struggle a little longer.

"What can I do? It's because Mr. Hirota has a different way of thinking. He doesn't communicate with any colleagues at the company. I have searched all possible places, but in the end, no one knows where he lives. I don't know what his hobbies are. He lives like a wandering ghost, and he's a wandering ghost who belongs to a biker gang."

"Bosozoku?" It was the first time that Serabelle heard this term, which originated in Japan.

"Well, when we went to find out about the situation, Mr. Hirota's colleague from the same taxi company said that at a fixed time every day he would no longer pick up passengers, but would instead go racing along a fixed section of the road," said Xiaolan.

Maori Kogoro said with a nonchalant look: "It's normal. For someone like him who doesn't usually interact with others, he must be under a lot of psychological pressure. Speeding is a way to vent stress to some extent."

"Well, that's possible." Xiaolan turned to Serabelle, "By the way, how did Serabelle think of the possibility that Mr. Hirota would appear at the racecourse? Did you also associate it with the names of the four cats that Mr. Hirota raised, just like I did?"

"Unfortunately, that's not the case. I don't bet on horses at all." Serabelle shrugged. "I just called Inspector Megure and asked him to help me check Kenzo Hirota's recent spending records."

"..."

"..."

"..."

As a short sentence was blurted out, the three people walking nearby stopped at the same time and turned into small eyes, with a circular rotating buffer icon rising above their heads.

That was really Garen's whisper, silencing and breaking the defense.

I can only say that it is true.

In today's information society, the easiest way to check a person's location is to check his consumption records. After all, not many people carry large amounts of cash on them these days, and most people pay by scanning codes online.

As long as a QR code is scanned for payment, a record will be left. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, as the police, has absolute authority to access this information at any time.

It's a very simple method, but why didn't I think of it...

Conan shook his head and gave up thinking about this question, and instead pulled Xiaolan's sleeve.

"But there is still one thing that is a little strange. When Mr. Hirota saw Ms. Yami before, his expression seemed a little strange. Is that the normal reaction of a father and daughter when they meet?"

Maori Kogoro snorted, "What's so strange about this? Mr. Hirota ran away from home on his own. He must have had some conflict with his family. But now Miss Yami has taken the initiative to chase him. I guess any conflict has been resolved this time."

"That's right."

Xiaolan responded casually, looked at the time on her watch, and then exclaimed.

"Oh no, it's already this late. It's probably too late to go to the market to buy groceries and cook. Why don't we all have lunch outside together?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm fine with it."

Kogoro Mori, who had just received a reward, was full of pride.

"Uh, sorry, I can't." Serabelle raised her hands with her palms facing forward, as if to shirk responsibility. "Because I haven't told my family yet. By now, Ma... Machun is probably already preparing lunch and waiting for me."

Both Mary and Masumi start with MA. Xiaolan didn't notice anything unusual and just nodded understandingly.

"Is that so? Next time then."

"Well, maybe next time."

From the perspective of common sense, the incident should have ended here.

However, the next afternoon, an emergency call came from the TV station.

——Kenzo Hirota is dead.

……

Serabelle received the call at exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, and the person had already arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department at four o'clock.

Generally speaking, if an ordinary person first arrives at such a place, he or she will be a little nervous even if he or she has not done anything bad.

But this was no problem for Serabelle, who was once a trainee investigator at MI6.

He strode into the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department, and after briefly talking to the female police officer on duty about culture, he went straight to the elevator following the signs hanging from the ceiling at regular intervals.

By the time they found the corresponding floor according to the address sent by Inspector Megure, Kogoro Mori and others from the Investigation Division 1 had just arrived two minutes ago and were arguing with them anxiously in the small conference room of the department.

"Inspector, please tell me clearly, did Mr. Hirota commit suicide or was he murdered?"

"I said, it was murder."

Inspector Megure struggled to snatch his collar back from the other party, straightened it out, and coughed lightly to signal him to calm down.

"Although the scene was arranged to look like a suicide, according to our investigation, Hirota Kenzo was strangled to death before being hung up with a rope. And judging by the red marks on his neck, the man who strangled him was a very tall and strong man, estimated to be at least 1.9 meters tall."

"What about Miss Masami?" Kogoro Mouri continued to ask.

"Miss Yami's words——"

Inspector Megure was silent for a moment, then took out an evidence bag from under the table. Inside the bag were the round-frame glasses that Hirota Masami was wearing when they met yesterday.

"Although her body was not found at the scene, judging from the items she dropped, I'm afraid she is in grave danger."

"how so……"

Xiaolan covered her mouth with her hands and lost her voice.

Kogoro Mori also punched the table in frustration and regret.

In order to take their feelings into consideration, Inspector Megure paused for a moment before speaking again.

"Do you have any clues about the identity of the criminal..."

squeak~

Before he finished speaking, the door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and Serabelle, wearing a hooded windbreaker, strode in.

"I think it could only be my client."

Chapter 30 I want to change the title of the book

With the arrival of Serabelle, the number of people sitting at the table in the small conference room suddenly increased from four to five.

The two detectives met, but the sad expression on Inspector Megure's face did not diminish at all.

This is already a homicide case. Once someone is killed, it is a criminal case. Since it is a criminal case, the police must intervene and cannot stay out of it.

"Brother Sera, who is the client you are talking about..."

"Didn't Detective Maori say that?"

Serabel glanced at Kogoro Mori, who was looking at Miss Yami from across the table. She immediately understood what was going on and then coughed lightly.

"To put it simply, Detective Maori and I were entrusted with the same commission by two different clients, but Detective Maori's client was Kenzo Hirota's daughter, Ms. Hirota Masami, and my client was Kenzo Hirota's younger brother..."

He then recounted in detail the entire process of his meeting with Hirota Akira yesterday before calling Inspector Megure.

It’s not that this information is useless, it’s just that it has no effect at all.

Of course, Inspector Megure couldn't really say this out loud. In the current situation, any news was good news. He nodded slightly and seriously.