Chapter 523 Karasawa: People in Osaka are quite naughty
“That’s strange, you and Shinichi aren’t very familiar with each other, are you? Why are you always talking about Kudo Kudo?”
Let’s go After getting off the train, Mao Lilan stared at Hattori Heiji with a slightly unkind expression, and then looked at Karasawa who looked innocent next to him.
Along the way, the two of them sat behind her and her father, muttering something. The volume was not loud, so it was not very clear, but her ears still caught the special sound. Familiar name.
Are these two people really hiding nothing from her?
"We are talking about the case, the case." Hattori Heiji glanced at Conan who was starting to sweat with his peripheral vision and said with a playful smile, "You know, the case Kudo handled is a little bit like mine... hmm!"
This time it was Tang Ze who covered his mouth without hesitation.
Although it is a good reason that Kudo Shinichi and Hattori Heiji accepted his commission, don't forget that it is Karasawa's own case that Conan is using to fool Mao Lilan.
Now, Mao Lilan, whose love brain has subsided a little and her IQ has improved, is just when she has doubts. If she finds out the clues, she still doesn’t know where the misunderstanding will lead...
He had a hunch that Detective Tan, who didn't want to be beaten to death, might turn around and say that he was shot because he was investigating his case. Then the pressure would be on his side. Already?
Eliminating this possibility from the root, Karasawa faced Mao Lilan's questioning gaze and said calmly: "Oh, Hattori was talking to me about a case he had been involved in recently, and said it was similar to the case Kudo-kun had encountered. , the two of them had some communication.”
“Ah, yes, that’s right.” Looking at Karasawa’s face, Hattori Heiji swallowed what he was about to say and followed Karasawa’s words. means to say.
"Oh, you are talking about this kind of thing." Mao Lilan, who was not very interested in reasoning, shook his head, and finally stopped thinking about their conversation and turned his head.
Maybe, these two guys who are full of inexplicable persistence in the detective career still have the intention of dragging Tang Ze into detective work...
Really, Tang Ze has the The unjust case was so difficult, but they were only thinking about these things, and they didn't want to think about the burden that putting more pressure on Tang Ze would bring to him.
"Huh..." Only then did Conan let out the breath he had been holding for a while, and glared at Hattori Heiji, "Be careful, if Xiaolan gets suspicious..."
"Get suspicious "Just tell her the truth, what does it matter?" Hattori Heiji shrugged nonchalantly, "It's just that I feel weird that you haven't explained it to her for so long. Isn't she your childhood sweetheart?" Have you ever doubted your appearance?”
You can’t recognize me even with a pair of glasses, do you really think you are some kind of masked vigilante...
“Of course, still. I had doubts." Thinking of Kuroba Kaito, who Karaze had pulled out of thin air to carry his bag, Conan coughed, "Well, let's just get over it for the time being. This matter is so dangerous, it's better not to tell her yet. . "
"It's so dangerous, and you don't tell her, then it would be really dangerous if she told others that Kudo Shinichi was alive and well, right?" Hattori Heiji couldn't understand, right? She glanced at him sideways and said, "I really don't know what you are worried about."
"I lied to familiar and close people. The longer it goes on, the less I know how to confess. It's normal." Tang Ze calmly took over the conversation, "I remember that you also had a childhood sweetheart..."
"That's different, it's different!" Hattori Heiji suddenly became nervous and waved his hands vigorously.
"Okay, just say yes." Karasawa gave him a subtle look, exchanged a knowing look with Conan, followed them out of Osaka Station, hands folded.
He took out his hand that was always in his pocket, and finally sent an email that he typed blindly and proofread by Noah.
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"How is it? You can call it a great achievement, right?" As he took off his apron and changed into casual clothes for going out, Toru Amuro said to the receiver in a casual tone, "'Detective' or something, what is Kumail doing?" I don't know if it's that piece of material, but he is a hunter like a white shark. If he smells blood, he will definitely find the opponent's wound and hit it hard."
"Well, it is indeed very good. Effect." After pressing the pause button, Rum looked at Akechi Goro with a confident smile on the screen and flicked the cigar in his hand. "So, why are you two intelligence officers contacting the Nagato family?"
The Nagato Group owns multiple terminals on the island and is a giant in the shipping industry. This kind of personal connection is meaningful to the organization, but it is somewhat personal for Bourbon and Kumel. It's useless.
As for being loyal and making profits for the organization, there is no need to consider this possibility. If they have this loyalty, the only possibility is that the organization's brainwashing capabilities have improved by leaps and bounds.
That's what it's like to raise a group of vicious wolves. The way to control them is to keep them full so that their minions will face the outside. Rum knows this very well.
"I remember that some time ago, the organization lost an entire transportation link, and it was when the terminal was urgently needed." Thinking of Karasawa's analysis, Toru Amuro's eyes flickered, and he adjusted his tone to a lower tone, "Some plans , it’s not harmful to the organization, is it?”
You don’t have to be so scrupulous about showing your ambition to further interfere in the organization’s affairs, so that you will be more like a “whiskey”... Let’s just believe Tang Ze’s opinion and give it a try. .
When an intelligence agent directly intervenes in more specific matters without any orders, this is a very subtle signal.
"What you said is correct. It won't be harmful to the organization." Rum on the other side of the phone laughed silently and glanced at the subordinates who walked in. "It's a good thing to be motivated. Someone will join you in the future." Handover related matters. I'm also looking forward to how much excitement you and Kumail can make."
He hung up the phone, turned his chair, and looked at the morning light outside the large floor-to-ceiling window.
"The warning sign on the Bourbon side can be temporarily lifted." Rum said slowly, patting the armrest of the seat slowly.
"No need to continue monitoring relevant information?" The silver-haired woman lowered her head and asked calmly in a statement tone.
"There is no need to spend that effort. The research has yielded preliminary results and the organizational theory has been framed. That is enough." Rum waved his hand indifferently, slowly turned back to some chairs, and looked at the woman With a very recognizable appearance, "Next, it's time to figure out the situation with you liqueurs."
The woman blinked and accepted his gaze indifferently without giving any feedback. .
Rum shook his head and looked out the window again.
The empty eyes and the expression of need are beautiful, but they will make people feel disgusted after seeing them a few times. If you think about it carefully, the commonalities among these liqueurs that stood out in the organization's experiments may not be so difficult to discover.
After Kumel's new star rose, he made a special trip to retrieve some records, and saw a similar appearance to Curacao.
Empty eyes, as if they have lost their souls, and a face so gloomy that it cannot express a single expression.
After being released from drug control, Kumail showed talents beyond many people's imagination. Will Curaçao have similar abilities and similar madness?
But I have to say that her appearance, which is very different from ordinary people, did give them a lot of hints.
Silver hair, heterochromatic irises, overly outstanding appearance...
"Silver bullet, a supernatural killer?" Rumbling to himself, Rum chuckled, "Interesting."
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“That’s Tennoji Park over there, and there, the Dome in Osaka.” The smiling Hattori Heiji pointed the direction to them and laughed, “In Tongten You can have a panoramic view of the entire city from here. How about it? Osaka is a good place, right?"
"Well, the view is indeed very good." Mao Lilan smiled while watching Conan step on the stool and operate the telescope. He nodded without dissatisfying the host.
"If that's all, isn't Tokyo Tower about the same?" Mouri Kogoro yawned. A patient with a fear of heights really didn't have the mood to lean on the railing and look far away, so he could only say without energy, "The view from Tokyo Tower is also pretty good. ”
I received a rare invitation from a wealthy family and rushed to the local area, but the work I could do has been divided up by a few brats. This feeling is really unpleasant.
Mouri Kogoro, who didn’t know that he had indeed become a tool man, sighed unhappyly.
Forget it, he is an adult and cannot argue with a bunch of immature children.
“Of course it’s different!” Hattori Heiji, who loves his hometown very much, immediately retorted, “Those boring replicas don’t have any special features, but this is different. This is a neighborhood full of Osaka style! ”
"You kid." Mouri Kogoro rolled his eyes. He didn't want to argue with the kid who had an inexplicable sense of city honor. He looked around, "Is it time to eat? I'm a little hungry."
Since there's nothing interesting about sightseeing, we might as well kill this kid. After all, he was the one who invited them here, so it's only natural to treat them. "Oh, let me take a look." Hattori Heiji glanced at the watch on his left hand, "The car to pick us up is probably coming soon, please wait a little longer."
He kept lying on the railing Tangze, who was overlooking the city, finally raised his head after hearing this.
Previously, judging from Hattori Heiji's description, he could basically determine what the case was. He was still quite curious about the murderer.
The murderers and victims in Conan come from all walks of life, and basically come from all three religions and professions, but situations involving the police are still rare.
Not to mention that the murderer is a policeman.
"Sorry, Heiji!"
Just when Hattori Heiji read the time and started to think about whether he should call someone to urge the schedule, a man in a suit and leather shoes trotted , coming from the direction of the elevator.
"Ah, we're finally here. Were you delayed on the way?" Hattori Heiji saw the person coming and said hello with a smile, "This is Detective Mori."
"Hello, everyone, I've been waiting for a long time." The man who came over had his short hair cut flat on the top and looked unusually square. He wore a pair of large glasses on his face and looked very straightforward. "I This is Sakata from the Osaka Prefectural Police Higashijiri Division, please give me some advice."
"It's the police." As soon as he introduced himself, Mao Lilan felt a familiar temperament and nodded suddenly, but couldn't help but wonder. Get up, "Uh, but why did you call the policeman here?"
They are here to travel, not to solve crimes. If you find a policeman to accompany you, although you are used to it, you will still be used to it. Something feels weird.
"This is not my idea. It was my father who said that it is rare for you to come to Osaka and I must treat you well, so I specially called Officer Sakata to come over." Hattori Heiji said with a smile, and at the same time cryptically He glanced at Conan.
Although it was my father who selected the candidates, it was partly his idea.
Thinking of that dream, even if it was indeed a bit absurd, the possibility of suddenly encountering a gunman who killed people indiscriminately was too small, but he was somewhat uneasy if he didn't ask someone with a real gun to accompany him. .
What if, right?
“Didn’t my dad say that we would come over to have dinner together?” Hattori Heiji looked around and found that no one else was there. He asked strangely, “Is there something going on at the police station again?”
"Heiji, as you know, the recent cases are quite difficult, and the head of the department has gone to a meeting again." Sakata Yusuke lowered his voice and said.
"Oh, that's it, it's really hard work..." Hattori Heiji sighed without explaining anything more, "So, where is the car, is it ready?"
After all of them arrived in Osaka in the morning, Hattori Heizo hurriedly got into the car that picked him up and left. He looked really busy with work.
Others who knew that he had official business at hand naturally had no doubts, but Mouri Kogoro's brows twitched sensitively and couldn't help but ask: "Hey, the car you are talking about is...?"
"Don't worry, everyone, the car I borrowed is the latest one from the Tojiri Department. It is well maintained and has low mileage. It is very popular." Sakata Yusuke laughed and patted his chest as he assured.
Conan, who was full of bad premonitions, kept a subtle expression and followed the two people to the parking lot. Then, as expected, he saw a very familiar vehicle in the parking lot.
"You..." Mouri Kogoro clenched his fists and looked at Sakata Yusuke who greeted them with a smiling face and opened the door for them. After all, it was not easy to get angry at unfamiliar people, so he could only sit back and swallow his anger. Got into the back seat.
Mao Lilan glanced at Hattori Heiji, who was smiling and didn't feel anything was wrong at all, and shook her head helplessly: "This is really..."
She followed Mao Li Kogoro and got in, and picked up Conan easily. He came over and placed it on his knees, making room for Tang Ze.
Karazawa glanced at the smiling Sakata, and then at the heartless Hattori Heiji, thought about it, and said a hellish joke: "Last time someone opened the police car door for me, I Once you get in, you will be sentenced.”
After that, Tang Ze got into the car and took the initiative to pull the door open.
"Uh..." Hattori Heiji's smile froze on his face.
"Sentence? Sentence?" Sakata Yusuke's hand holding the car door stiffened, and he glanced at Hattori Heiji in confusion.
"You're just joking, it's okay." Seeing that his hell joke had made people laugh, the smile moved to Karasawa's face, "I've been in a police car several times in Tokyo. . Well, please remember to close the rear windows. Being stared at will look like being arrested."
As soon as he finished speaking, the windows on both sides of the back seat began to close eagerly, as if they were afraid. It seems like someone outside will see you if you are a second late.
“Ahem.” Hattori Heiji, who was sitting in the passenger seat, silently removed his hand from the window button, “That’s right. After all, we are borrowing a police car for use. It’s too high-profile and inappropriate, eh. , just turn on the air conditioner and ventilate it."
"It's okay, it's really a joke. I don't mind. How about turning on the siren?" Tang Ze said jokingly, "It will make it faster. .”
Hattori Heiji, who was in hell and was thinking about some bad situations: "..."
A guy who can be said to be worried in one sentence, but he himself is just like a person who has nothing to do, damn it!
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“How is it? The food here tastes pretty good, right?” Hattori Heiji, who ordered a piece of udon for each of several people, was beside Karasawa. Sitting down, "Is this kind of crystal clear udon noodles authentic?"
"Indeed, it tastes light and has a lot of flavor." Mao Lilan carefully tried the soup and nodded in agreement. head.
"Heiji, are you bringing friends here again?" The chef standing at the cooking table looked at Mao Lilan, then glanced at Karasawa uncertainly, then glanced at Hattori Heiji and winked.
"The taste in your store is very good, I can't help it." Hattori Heiji greeted him, and when he turned his head, he saw that Karasawa was not paying attention to the noodle bowl put down in front of him, but was picking up his handbag. "What, don't you like eating udon? Try it quickly, it's delicious."
"Hmm..." Looking at the cookie box in his hand, Karasawa nodded solemnly, "Is it delicious? I don’t know, humor is really quite humorous.”
What he was holding in his hand were Osaka specialty snacks that he bought at the shopping mall under Tsutenkaku Tower - he went out to bring souvenirs to others. Etiquette and so on are already traditional arts engraved in Tang Ze's bones.
Breathing chocolate and Dojima rolls are fine, but this cookie Karasawa is really not tight.
As we all know, there is a famous specialty snack in Hokkaido, which is made of cat tongue biscuits sandwiched with chocolate filling, and the packaging is printed with a heart-shaped snow mountain, called Shiroi Koibito (白いlovers).
Then the people of Osaka were very clever and made a cookie called Fun Lovers (face white lovers), imitating Shiroi Koibito, with all kinds of weird fillings in the middle, which made people think The genuine product came to your door to protect your rights, so it became a Kansai-limited product, but it turned out to be a special delicacy in Osaka.
I have to say, this kind of joke is really quite funny.
Karazawa, who put the biscuits back into the bag, couldn't help but glance at Hattori Heiji before picking up the chopsticks.
"? What's wrong?" Feeling a strange sense of scrutiny in his eyes, Hattori Heiji couldn't help but touch his head.
"It's nothing, I just think that you are really a standard Osaka person."
"Huh?"
"It's okay, I'm complimenting you."
(End of this chapter)