Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Huh!"

In the dim attic, only a beam of light came in through the skylight, and the small space exuded a smell of rotten wood, which made people breathless. Hattori was sitting under the skylight, sweating constantly on his face.

"Heiji... not here... a little more to the left."

"Is it here?"

"Ah, it hurts!" He Ye yelled, and couldn't help complaining, "Where are you plugging in?! Let's go a little bit to the left!!"

"Idiot! Don't be so loud! What should I do if the guys hear it?"

In the attic space, Hattori was sweaty and leaned back against He Ye, his hands tied back together by two sets of handcuffs.

"Oh, the pin fell into a crack in the floor..."

"What are you doing? How can you open the handcuffs without a pin?!"

"Do you have anything similar?"

"Only this one..." He Ye looked dejectedly at a piece of paper filled with alphanumerics under the light of the skylight, "Don't worry about the handcuffs, let's unlock the code on it, and they will let us go. Did you go out?"

"That's right," an ugly, long-haired man walked up to the attic with a pistol and smiled evilly. "If you want to leave here to bask in the sun, quickly untie the signal. Otherwise, you will Just like this guy..."

A fat man with a turban and a sloppy beard in the back walked up and fiercely threw a bruised man aside.

"Turn into a cold corpse like this guy, hehe!"

"Mr. Nanchuan..."

Hattori gritted his teeth and watched the two gangsters throw the man down like trash and leave, while Kazue on the side clenched his fingers worriedly.

"Heiji..."

"Don't worry," Hattori squeezed a smile while listening to the disappearing footsteps of the attic stairs, "These bad guys don't know yet, those two guys...the two of them will definitely find here, absolutely..."

...

At the Kioto Detective Office, the senior leader yawned and looked out the window.

The sky has been gloomy since the morning, and it has been raining endlessly...

"Strange, what the **** is doing in Hattori? He said it was better. Now it's two o'clock. He didn't go to Uncle Maori, nor did he come to me..."

"City households," Xiao Ai yelled to Gao Cheng after answering the phone, "it's the call from next door."

"next door?"

Gao Cheng took the microphone suspiciously, and Xiao Lan's anxious voice came.

"Kito-senpai, has there been no news from Hattori and He Ye? Their mobile phones were turned off. I called Hattori's mother and said that they were on the plane at 8 o'clock in the morning..."

"Well," Gao Cheng looked at the time again, "I remember they said they would go to other places, that is, to meet a clerk named Nanchuan at the Beitou Detective Agency... Uncle knows well there, so let him ask for help. See if something has happened."

"I know."

"Why should I listen to this kid?" Uncle Maori reluctantly contacted the president of the Beihu Detective Agency who had played mahjong together with Xiaolan's compelling gaze with a stinky face.

"Well, I haven't been able to contact Nanchuan these days?"

"Yes," a middle-aged bald man on the other side responded, "He seems to be following a big case, maybe somewhere to stay...what, is it that there is no one to play mahjong? I will be free later..."

"No," the uncle smiled awkwardly, "I want to ask if there are two high school students going to Nanchuan..."

"Oh, is it a boy and a girl from Osaka? I did come at 10 o'clock. I asked Nanchuan's address and left..."

"Kusikawa's address is... There is Hatozou in Mugidocho 4-chome, isn't it? Okay, I know, I'm sorry, I'll have a few more together next time..."

The uncle picked up the pen and wrote down the address on the paper. After hanging up the phone, he coughed and put on the air: "So, there are some things that can only be done by us adults!"

Conan's mouth twitched, ignoring his uncle, turning to Xiaolan and said, "Sister Xiaolan, let's hurry up and find out the second brother and sister Ye!"

"Wait for me!" The uncle grabbed Conan, "Why are we still going out to find someone?! Wouldn't it be enough to leave it to the kid in the city?"

"What's the matter," Xiaolan smiled, "Anyway, you are also idle."

"That's right," Conan agreed, "If Brother Joto finds Brother Heiji and them first, wouldn't you lose face, Uncle?"

Feeling something is wrong, the uncle frowned, but he nodded his head by touching his chin: "It makes sense, then go look for it."

There is Hatozo in Cupido Town.

Gao Cheng left Xiao Ai at home, followed the uncle and his party with an umbrella, and found a somewhat old two-story apartment.

"Uncle, are you familiar with Nanchuan?"

"That's right, he likes horse racing and gambling. I heard that he lost his job as a police officer because of overplaying."

"I've heard it with Ye," Xiaolan said. "That Mr. Nanchuan used to be a subordinate of her father, Toyama's Minister of Criminal Affairs."

The uncle unexpectedly said: "He used to be a subordinate of that criminal minister? I really didn't expect..."

Nanchuan's room is on the second floor, and when a few people went up the stairs, they saw a note sticking to the door.

"I will be back before noon. If you have any express parcels, please send them to the landlord... Nanchuan."

"What time is it now..." The uncle looked at the note with wonder, "He is still the same, no wonder he's mixed up like this."

Gao Cheng is still a little concerned about Nanchuan's statement that he is investigating a major case, and Hattori and Kazuyah are looking for this former Osaka policeman, perhaps also related to the case.

"Hattori should have been here, and waited a long time..." Gao Cheng knelt down and checked the two wet marks on the door.

Both seem to be the clothing department wearing the wet hat backwards, and it was printed on when leaning against the door. You can clearly see the outline of the hat and the markings on the hat.

One is about the same height as standing, the other is squatting height...

"Ok?"

Gao Cheng turned his attention to the gap under the door and pasted a piece of transparent tape, which seemed to be used to judge whether an outsider broke in, but this would cause one end of the tape to have fallen off, and there was still a lot of dust...

It should have been a while since the tape came off.

Gao Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

In other words, the owner of this room originally planned to come back soon and posted a message, but he did not come back for some reason, and someone sneaked into the room when the owner was away.

Something definitely happened...

"This door does not seem to be locked. Someone has entered the house."

Gao Cheng turned the door handle and opened the door easily. Once you enter the entrance, you can see the whole room. The computer desk and chair are placed next to the bed, and there is only one cabinet, which looks a little down and out. It reminds Nanchuan likes to gamble. , It's nothing strange.

"It's not like being entered by a broken door," Uncle Maori looked at the room with his hands in, "The room doesn't seem to be turned over, maybe he just forgot to lock the door and the tape on the door..."

"But the drawer of this table seems to be turned over," Conan picked up a creased piece of paper from the ground. "This should be caught under the drawer~www.NovelMTL.com~ Someone just opened it and fell out... "

"Humph," the uncle brows lightly, "maybe it's the same as the tape on the door, but he forgot it himself."

"But if someone who arranges warnings so carefully, would they forget these casually?"

Gao Cheng had already confirmed that Nanchuan had something wrong, and looked at the pencil mark left on the side of the notepad on the table.

"Look, Hattori should have also come in, and what clues have been found..."

"clue?"

"It is the clue left by Mr. Nanchuan. Because of the pressure of the pen tip, the paper underneath will also leave handwriting. It is easy to show it when you paint with a pencil. Hattori should take a piece of paper and take it away after testing... Clearly, but there is still writing left on this piece of paper..."

Gao Cheng took a pencil and drew on the top sheet of the notepad, and the writing gradually appeared.

"Kenbashi-cho...Ito...there seems to be a phone number below, I can't see it clearly..."

"Then let's go check it out," Conan suggested. "Go to the police station and ask to find out where the address is."

The uncle wailed for a while: "There are many people surnamed Ito..."

"What are you talking about, Dad?!" Xiao Lan said angrily, "You can't just let it go, right? Go!"

"Good..."

Gao Cheng silently walked behind the bitter-faced uncle, and went through the situation again in his mind.

First of all, Nanchuan was involved in some case, and then the Hattori came to find Nanchuan, and left after finding the clue... It shouldn't be that there is no news at all.

Either that guy wanted to solve it by himself, or something happened...

I really don’t know how to say it. It’s like this when I just came to Tokyo. It’s not like the dragon ball to summon the dragon or something. Is this guy Hattor poisonous?

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