Conan Moslin

At the door of Nakata's house, Nakata's mother absentmindedly invited several children in and went to the kitchen in a trance.

Nakata pursed his lips and apologized to the children who came to his house: "I'm sorry... My mother doesn't care about anything except my brother's affairs now..."

"I see."

After entering Nakata's brother's room, Conan and his friends started searching everywhere.

Haibara Ai did not move. After entering the room, she leaned against the wall and kept pressing her cell phone, while her peripheral vision was focused on Conan.

On the other side of the phone, an unfamiliar number sent her some fragmentary information related to the research. She kept the useful content and deleted the repetitive and useless ones.

Soon, there were no more messages from that number.

If you call now, you will find that the number is no longer in service.

Huibara blinked and put away her phone.

At this time, Conan found a wallet in Nakata's brother's drawer, and thus confirmed one thing.

Nakata's brother definitely did not run away from home.

"Was it an accident... or did he happen to be involved in something?" Conan closed the drawer and muttered to himself.

Soon, when the children except Conan quickly lost their enthusiasm, Ayumi pulled out several drawing boards from under the bed.

Among them, Conan soon discovered a special painting.

"These... were all drawn by my brother." The boy Zheya was a little proud, "My brother's idol is Natsume... He took this painting to the exhibition because he liked it very much."

"But this painting was based on a photograph, so everyone who went to the exhibition seemed to have complaints."

"The only person who praised his painting was a strange woman."

"She was wearing a hat with a deep brim, and she was dressed in black from head to toe..."

Hearing this, Conan's body stiffened and he clenched his fists. He resisted the urge to grab Tetsuya's shoulders and just said in a slightly serious tone: "When is the exhibition?"

"About ten days ago..."

"Then, besides this person, did you see anyone else?"

Zhe also nodded: "There are two more people, also dressed in black."

Seeing that Conan seemed to be enduring, Haibara Ai curled the corners of her lips.

He wasn't the impulsive boy she had imagined?

Not bad.

"Zheya, please take us to the place where your brother goes most often." Conan pushed open the door and explained in a deep voice, "His wallet, train tickets, and student ID were all left at home. He might have been taken away nearby."

He - might be involved in a very dangerous place!

We must find it immediately!

Facing the expectant face in front of him, Conan swallowed these two sentences silently.

By the time they were looking for it, it was already dusk.

……

It was evening, but still light.

"Xiao Shuo, come back when you have time."

"I understand." Li An politely said goodbye to Mrs. Hirota and put the disk box into his bag.

Walking through the empty alley, a student named Xiao Shuo put on headphones, and his steps gradually became lighter as the melodious music sounded.

"Three o'clock? It's this way, right?"

Turning the corner, I passed by an inconspicuous car parked on the side of the road.

Seeing no one through the car window, she walked forward without stopping and went to a nearby telephone booth selling small gadgets to find out what was going on.

"Grandma, have you ever seen a tall, thin man who is a few years older than me passing by?"

The mother-in-law, who was wearing reading glasses with a rope, widened her squinting eyes slightly, held the counter and leaned forward.

"Ah? What did you say?"

Li An sighed imperceptibly, thanked him loudly, then took out money and made a phone call.

The person probably didn't go far, but... never mind.

……

A few streets away from here, the relatively famous model Shirakura Yo was being harassed by reporters, controlling her gaze so as not to glance in the other direction.

He was just going to a convenience store to buy a lunch box, but he ran into the reporter he had been avoiding recently...

Also, can the so-called intelligence circle recommended by the agent really get him what he wants?

The reporter, who didn't notice that he was distracted, enthusiastically handed over the microphone in his hand: "Mr. Shirakura Yang, is the recent news circulating on the Internet true?"

Bai Cangyang immediately came back to his senses: "Please be more specific about this."

He responded to the reporter's questions according to the prepared script, and he became more and more anxious.

The agreed time is getting closer.

At this moment, the phone vibrated at the perfect moment.

"Sorry, I have to take a call." Bai Cangyang said apologetically, took out his cell phone, slowly stepped back a few steps, turned his back and answered the call.

He didn't notice that the microphone behind him was approaching silently.

The call was from an unfamiliar number, made from a phone booth. After the call was connected, there was silence for a few seconds on the other end, and then someone called out "Brother".

Shirakura Yang, who had never heard this voice before: ???

The voice on the other end continued, "Where are you?"

"I didn't see you near the car..."

……

If we go back to the morning a few days ago.

Shirley took the food handed to her, thanked her, sat on the sofa closest to the door, and started eating in small bites.

Seeing that person enter the kitchen again, she moved her body, looked towards the door twice, but finally did not move.

In her current condition, she can’t run far.

Li An got some more drinks, took a cup and a can of coffee, yawned twice before leaving the kitchen.

I feel a little sleepy. It’s better to stay up less late next time.

Before returning to the sofa, Li An turned on the TV and poured her some drinks.

The latest news is being broadcast on TV.

"In the early hours of this morning, a fire broke out at the prestigious Mika Pharmaceutical Company due to a short circuit... We would like to remind all residents to pay attention to electrical safety."

The speed at which they transfer...is still as fast as expected.

After finally eating and drinking their fill, in a somewhat strange atmosphere, the two finally got down to business.