Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

"But," Ayumi looked at Tencho Haruka sadly as she fell silent, and asked Maori, "Sister is a rich girl, why are you doing this? Why..."

"Rich girl..." Tiantang Qinghua gave up struggling and smiled bitterly, "Sister is not a child of a rich family... I came from the countryside, a college student with no advantages, so if you don't pretend to be rich, no one will be friends with you...

"It was really hard. I worked so hard and had to borrow money just to borrow this expensive campervan and take everyone to travel around. Since they were the first friends I made, I kept insisting. But... I treated them as friends, but they didn't take me seriously at all in private. Taimei knew about my situation from the beginning and just treated me as a cash cow..."

Tencho Haruka gritted her teeth and looked at Reiji: "And you too... I have always believed in you..."

"So you killed Taimi and pinned the blame on Reiji?"

"That's right! I will take revenge on the guy who trampled on friendship!"

"You don't have any friendship," Mao Li said in a deep voice, "Relying on money to gain friendship is wrong from the beginning..."

"That's right," Conan continued, "Just like a vending machine, you can quench your thirst by putting money in to buy a drink, but if you don't put money in, you won't get anything... So there's no need to blame them all. True friendship is not that tiring. It's just your own choice."

"..."

……

Siren lights flashed again on the winding mountain road under the night sky. Several police cars took the camper away, and Mao Li and his party were also taken back to the campsite.

After several college students left, the camping site seemed empty. Ayumi and the others lost interest in playing around and went into their tents early.

After what happened, I'm afraid this camping trip will be abandoned halfway, and I should probably go back tomorrow...

Mao Li walked to the camp and called Dr. Agasa: "The children are fine... It's nothing serious, just a murder case, it's over now, don't worry, I will take good care of them..."

After ending the call, Maori felt a little sleepy. He yawned and went into the tent, pushing Conan, who had a sullen face, next to the fat Genta.

"Go to sleep! I have to drive tomorrow!"

……

The next day, half a day later, Mao Li finally drove the group back home. This time, they were much more well behaved.

It was already afternoon when he returned to Mihua, and it was already evening when he returned the rented tent and car. Maori dragged his tired body and sat comfortably on the sofa in the office and turned on the TV.

"New movie trailer..."

"drop!"

I switched to several channels, but there was nothing good to watch on TV.

"The famous detective is actually such an ordinary middle-aged uncle."

A child with blond hair and sunglasses appeared at the door and took off his sunglasses cockily, like a little adult.

Maori's eyelids drooped.

Where did this little brat come from...

"What can I do for you? If you are lost, you can go to the intersection and find a police officer..."

"Of course I'm here to entrust you with this..."

"Sorry, I'm very tired today, and I don't take requests from children."

"Don't you know me?" the child asked in surprise.

"How could I know you?" Maori pouted.

"I'm the recently famous child star Kinukawa Kazuki," the child explained. Seeing that Maori still had no reaction, he turned around and said, "Forget it, let's go find the high school detective Kudo Shinichi. That kind of handsome high school detective should be much more reliable than you..."

Maori's eyes twitched: "Tell me who you're looking for."

What a nasty little brat...

"Can you really help me find it?" the child asked doubtfully.

"How would I know if you don't explain it clearly?"

"Ok."

The child took out a stack of postcards.

"The person who sent me these postcards is a woman named Wenzi..."

"Are you a movie fan?" Mao Li checked. "These postcards only have names on them, not even addresses. The postmarks are not from the same place... Why are all of them stained and wrinkled? Have you seen them many times?"

"No way!" the child snorted, "I just threw it aside if I didn't like it..."

"Hate it? This fan really supports you. He sends me mails every month and writes a lot of his thoughts on the works you starred in..."

"Because these are all postcards from my mother," the child turned his head away. "When I was six years old, she threw me, who was only one year old, in front of the church like garbage. They were postcards from that bastard woman..."

Mao Li looked at the postcard, then looked at the awkward little kid: "So you don't want to see her, but you still want me to help you find her..."

"Please don't get me wrong," the child stressed, "I just want to say something to that woman. Don't pretend to be a mother just because I'm famous!"

Maori held the postcard in silence, "But how do you know she's your mother's? The postcard doesn't mention anything."

"Of course I know. When I was thrown away, there was a note on my body. The handwriting and name were the same as on the postcard..."

"Why do you seem to care about her so much?"

"Can we find her?"

The little brat snorted.

"I'm back." Xiao Ai walked past the door carrying a basket of vegetables. She glanced at the little kid indifferently and went upstairs to the third floor.

The little brat stared at the upstairs intently.

"who is she?"

"Okay, okay," Mao Li stopped the child, "Anyway, I will help you find the person as soon as possible, you go back first."

……

A new day begins at the Maori Detective Agency. After preparing breakfast, Xiaolan goes to school with Xiaoai, leaving Maori alone to wash his face and brush his teeth in a daze.

After breakfast, I went downstairs to get a newspaper as usual, walked into the office, turned on the TV, and leaned comfortably on the sofa.

"It's a sunny day today..."

"Hmm?" Maori spread out the newspaper and paused, then noticed the folded postcards on the table and remembered the commission from the little brat last night.

I just took care of a bunch of naughty kids for two days, and now I have to deal with kids again. But this Kinukawa Kazuki... there happened to be news about this brat in the newspaper. He seems to be really famous. He is as popular with women as Conan, and he is popular with both young and old...

Mauli picked up a postcard.

The mailing address was everywhere, some even as far away as Hokkaido. This woman named Wenzi obviously intended to hide the address, and even the postcards she chose were of a type that made it impossible to tell where they came from.

The background is blue sky and white clouds, with a little bit of the head and hands of a statue peeking out from below... If you specifically choose this kind of postcard, it may be one of a whole set of postcards, and it is a photo of a certain scenic spot...

That's all I can think of. Without any photo matching technology, I have no idea where the statue is based on the little bit of it that's exposed.

Maori frowned, he could imagine the little brat's expression when he knew that he had no choice.

Really bad……

At Teitan Elementary School, Conan had just changed his shoes when he received an email from Maori, a postcard picture...

Looking at Ayumi and the others who were talking about the camping incident with their classmates, Conan drooped his eyes and went aside to make a phone call.

"Please, uncle, I'm still in school... Why should I ask for leave to help you? I hate children too..."

"His mother should be in a hotel or inn in Atami... because the statue is the statue of Kanichi and Komiya on the Atami coast. This postcard is the one in the upper left corner of a set of four. It may be a leftover from a local hotel. And if it's a hotel, you can ask guests from different places to help send postcards..."

Conan held the phone and thought about it.

"That woman named Atsuko might be a member of the Atami Hotel..."

"ok, I get it."

Mao Li hung up the phone in a sullen manner.

Sure enough, the resistance to this little brat slowed down his thinking, otherwise how could Conan think of the statue on the Atami coast so quickly?

But Atami... even if I know where it is, it seems difficult to find the specific hotel...

……

Shizuoka Prefecture, Atami, a famous hot spring city.

Maori rode a motorcycle with the little kid Kinukawa Kazuki passing by the coast. Although it was not summer yet, there were already many tourists coming and going on the beach.

"I say," Mao Li glanced at Kinukawa Kazuki who was wearing a small helmet, "Can you come with me alone? Where's your agent?"

"I didn't tell them," the brat snorted, "Is that woman really in Atami? I only have two days in my schedule..."

"Didn't I just take you to see the statue by the sea? At least it looks the same as in the postcard..."

Maori stopped the motorcycle outside a hotel.

"But if you really find someone, you have to pay..."

The little brat said contemptuously: "I will pay a lot of money, because I am different from that woman, I am a rich man..."

"Hmph." Maori frowned and didn't continue speaking.

At the hotel front desk, a waitress looked at the postcard in Maori's hand and shook her head, saying, "I don't know... We don't sell this kind of postcard here..."

"Then do you know where to buy it nearby?" Maori continued to ask.

"do not know."

"excuse me……"

Maori walked out of the hotel disappointedly and met the gaze of the little brat.

"Let's go to the next one. There are many hotels on this street... By the way, do you have to wear sunglasses all the time?"

"Of course, because I'm a big star, more famous than you."

"It's up to you."

Maori pushed the locomotive depressedly.

It's really stupid to search one by one, but there is no better way...

The little brat followed Maori obediently, looking at the passers-by from time to time, especially the women holding children.

"Hey," the little kid called Mao Li, "Hold me."

"Huh?" Maori stopped and wiped his ears, "I'm so tired and sweaty, and I still want to hug you?!"

"Hold me! Just for a moment!"

"It's no use being coquettish. I won't fall for it..."

"I remembered that woman."

The little kid opened his arms and looked at Maori, attracting curious glances from passers-by.

Mao Li's face darkened and he reluctantly picked up the child: "And then?"

"It's right here," the child pointed to the area below Maori's collarbone, "that woman had a black mole here. I remember she fell asleep while looking at that mole..."

"You still remember what happened when I was one year old..."

"Is there anything wrong? But I was much smaller then, and the mole might have been a little lower."

"I understand. Let's find a hotel first."

Maori put the kid down and looked at the long hot spring street.

It would be nice to meet a local who is familiar with the hotel...

Speaking of which, this place belongs to the Izu Peninsula in Shizuoka Prefecture, and is also under the jurisdiction of Coral Head Police Officer Yokomizo.

The image of Yokomizo's dull expression appeared in Maori's mind, and he sighed softly.

Forget it, there is no hope for this fanboy of his...

Chapter 163 The Murderer's Mole

At night, at a luxurious hot spring hotel near the mountains.

"We do sell these postcards here," said an older waitress with a round chin. "They are limited-edition items. We're the only ones that have them. But these sets of four postcards don't sell very well, so our employees use them themselves. They have to be disposed of anyway..."

"Is that so?" Maori looked at the tense little kid and asked the waitress, "Is there a staff member here named Atsuko?"