Chapter 573 Full-time Onion Man
Although there are many tourists, this is indeed a small island. When checking in, a few people easily found out about Saori Monori from the receptionist.
"If you are here to see Saori, she seems to have not come back for several days after leaving the island." The girl at the front desk who told them the news said casually, "This is the island right now. During the busiest time, she was suddenly absent from work, and the boss was very angry. "
Hattori Heiji nodded and thanked, and looked at each other, and they all realized that Kadori Saori was probably out of luck. Not a small problem.
"She works in a souvenir shop, that's just right." Hattori Heiji, who looked a little more serious, suggested, "Let's just go shopping on the street like other tourists do."
The island is of decent size, but there are not many residents. There is only one concentrated commercial district on the entire island, and the rest of the island is still in its original state.
High EQ means maintaining the original ecology of nature, while low EQ means there are not many people and not much money, and the overall level of development is not high.
So it was natural to walk around the shopping street and find the store where Kadori Saori works.
"Mermaid Shou, mermaid Ema..." Mao Lilan bent down and looked at the products on the counter carefully, "Mermaid belt, uh, um, quite distinctive, but this dugong bun... ”
She stared at the mermaid picture on the packaging with weird lines that blended into the surrounding waves. She thought of the legend about "eating mermaid flesh to live forever", and was speechless for a while.
"There are really a lot of mermaid products..." Toyama Kazuye picked up a hanging painting depicting mermaids, then looked at the mermaid pendant in Conan's hand. After a moment of silence, he changed the subject and said, "So, What exactly is a dugong? ”
There are not many serious handmade products or local specialties here. These mass-produced products with obvious industrial traces are definitely impossible to produce on such an island with obvious shortage of human resources. of these capabilities.
Transporting goods from the island to be sold here will inevitably increase a lot of transportation and warehousing costs.
In the final analysis, traveling here is actually to spend a ferry ticket to a place far away from the main island, and then add money to buy a product that also paid for the ferry ticket...
Although this is the essence of many tourism projects, it would be too embarrassing to say it at this time, so she chose to ignore the complaints that immediately came to her mouth.
"Dugong is a mammal creature in the ocean. It looks a bit like a human being from a distance." Hattori Heiji, who was following behind her and looking at these products with keywords on them, was also speechless and answered casually.
"So dugong means mermaid? No wonder there is a 'dugong festival' on the island." Toyama Kazuye nodded.
“That’s not true. The dugong is a real-life marine animal. There is just a saying that the dugong is the prototype of the mermaid. Sailors on a long voyage saw the rising shadow of the dugong and mistakenly thought it was growing. Only humanoids with fish tails are said to have mermaid legends." He picked up a strange abstract dugong steamed bun with a slightly shabby packaging. He clicked his tongue and added, "There are also some legends. It is said that dugong meat is the raw material for the elixir of immortality. It is estimated that the people here considered these two opinions together."
Conan nodded after listening to his words. He looked at Tang Ze who was holding a guard and said nothing: "Brother Tang Ze, why haven't you spoken?"
"Huh? Oh, it's nothing." Tang Ze stared at the guard on the guard again. After reading the words "American Shrine" for a long time, I reluctantly put the things back, "I feel like they are working very hard to make money."
What should he say? This kind of kanji joke is difficult for Japanese people to understand.
Theoretically, Karasawa understands that since the Japanese do not call the United States the United States in Chinese characters, the American island does not actually make the Japanese think of America. It does not mean that.
But it was hard for him not to think too much when he looked at this name.
Considering that Shimabukuro Kimie is actually a shrine maiden of an American shrine, he always has a feeling that when she takes revenge, she should not engage in assassination or murder, but should carry Gatling and RPG. The beauty that directly exalts the enemy...
Afraid that what he said was a prophecy, Tangze quickly looked away, picked up a badge again, turned it over to look at the price, and then turned it back carefully. After looking at the abstract print on the face for a while, he politely put it back.
Forget it, you don’t have to buy some gifts to give away. The souvenirs here give people the feeling that if you take them back and give them to Coop, your favorability points will decrease.
"Dugong arrow?" Mouri Kogoro, who was responsible for asking the store clerk about the whereabouts of Saori Kadori, frowned and repeated this word.
"Yes, that is the amulet of immortality we have here." The woman standing at the cashier continued, "Saori got the one she poked during last year's festival. She lost it, so she was always afraid that the mermaid would punish her."
"Oh..." Although Mouri Kogoro nodded, the expression on his face was still completely confused.
"That arrow is still very valuable. Many tourists come here for it. It is the most valuable blessing in the festival." Sensing his disapproval, the woman continued to emphasize. , "It's normal for Saori to be scared."
"But, it's just a talisman. Will it really disappear just because it is lost?" Mouri Kogoro asked.
"Because mermaids really exist."
Hearing the vowing voice coming from behind, Mouri Kogoro turned his head and looked.
A woman with a trimmed mushroom head wearing a shop assistant's uniform saw his doubtful gaze and said firmly: "The dugong arrow is tied with hair that has been given divine power by the goddess. If you own this Those who use arrows can realize their dream of immortality. It is a magic weapon with divine power. It is normal for Saori to want to run away after losing it."
After saying this, the woman looked satisfied. The people in the room who were staring at her seemed to have suddenly woken up, froze for a moment, smiled awkwardly, and turned their heads as if to cover up.
"...Who is that?" Mouri Kogoro asked strangely, watching her quickly turn her back and sorting the shelves.
“Oh, she is Naoko Kuroe, a childhood friend who grew up with Saori.” The woman at the cashier sighed, “These young people on the island, Sigh."
Other than her sudden and rude intervention into the conversation, and her somewhat erratic state of mind, there is nothing special about this woman.
But the subtle black and blue under her eyes, as well as her slightly pale, bloodless complexion, always made people feel that something was not right.
Karazawa put down the things in his hands, looked at Naoko Kuroe's back silently, squinted his eyes, and quickly opened his third eye.
Although it is impossible to distinguish people in palaces or shadows with the naked eye, the special sensory vision of the third eye can more or less detect some abnormalities.
Especially when it comes to issues related to the ability to understand the world.
The next moment, Tang Ze suddenly covered his mouth and nose, coughed and stumbled back two steps, almost hitting the cabinet behind him.
"Hey, Tang Ze, what's wrong with you, are you okay?" Mao Lilan, who was still looking at the products and taking photos, hurriedly supported him and looked at Tang Ze's feet.
There were no obstacles. Why did Tangze seem to have tripped over something and couldn't stand upright.
"...It's okay, I saw something strange, and suddenly I choked on my saliva." Tang Ze opened his tightly closed eyes, slowly put down his hands, kept his normal expression, and smiled at Mao Lilan, "Mermaid Electric fans and the like are too..."
"That's it..." Glancing at the things in Tangze's hand, Mao Lilan also laughed, "Everyone on the island worked hard to seize this opportunity. "
These are all weird and weird products, as if I want to stuff everything with the word mermaid in the store.
"The goddess is the chief priest of the festival, and she is also the most famous representative on our island, the grandmother of the Shimabukuro family." The woman was still introducing to Mouri Kogoro eagerly, "You also listen You said it, that old man who lived a long life.”
“Oh, that old man who is said to have lived for more than a hundred years, right? Her actual age is...”
"Ah, some people say it is 180 years old, and some say 200 years old. In fact, everyone on the island is not so clear. If you are interested, why not just go to the shrine and have a look?"
Tang Ze listened to their conversation and quickly adjusted his breathing.
The strong smell of salty seawater that spread throughout his mouth and the sharp fishy smell lingering at the end of his nose were all ignored by him, and he watched them as if nothing happened and continued to inquire. And made the decision to go to the shrine.
His heart was in turmoil for a while, just like the scene he just saw. Why did he feel as if someone had pushed his head into the sea as soon as he opened his third eye, whether it was the pressure of being submerged in an instant, the waves hitting his face, or the seawater flowing along the respiratory tract that was about to fill the alveoli directly...
What happened to the impression space here?
The world of Kexue is really full of surprises...
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“Ah, fortunately we plan to go to the island as tourists, otherwise It’s too tiring and boring to ask questions like this,” Hattori Heiji, standing in line in front of the stall, sighed in a low voice.
There are indeed not many residents on this small island, so it is very convenient to ask people. But just as Karasawa guessed before, when asked about the specific whereabouts of Saori Monori, everyone was vague, or As we were chatting, the topic turned to the legend of mermaids.
The aboriginal people on the island seem to be keen to direct all topics to the upcoming dugong festival, or the legend of the mermaid as a local attraction. They are like a group of enthusiastic salesmen. They talk about product promotion in three sentences, and the effective information is really limited.
"Then as we just agreed, let's all have free time for half an hour, and then after dinner, go to that, the American Shrine, and ask about news about Saori Monori and the Goddess?"
Mouri Kogoro took the box handed over by Hattori Heiji and looked at the words "dugong pellets" on it. The hand holding the sign suddenly couldn't poke it anymore.
Theoretically, of course, he knew that this thing was most likely an ordinary octopus ball, but after writing such a line, he suddenly felt like he was eating a Sanwu product.
"Well, you can also stop by and ask the store owners of different stores about the situation." Hattori Heiji finished dividing the snacks he bought and told the next activity plan.
In fact, after hearing what Kuroe Naoko said, his enthusiasm for the commission had weakened a lot.
The crooked handwriting on the commission letter, as well as the nagging words of this group of people, make this unreliable commission look more and more like the work of a mentally unstable guy.
If Saori Monori is what they said, because she lost that arrow, she developed a severe persecution delusion and believed that she would be cursed by divine power, so she fled to the island overnight... …
As for today’s phone call, even if something happened to her, there is a high probability that something happened to her when she went to sea and she fell into the sea or was killed or something.
Even if no one answered the phone before, there is an explanation - when sailing at sea, it is normal for mobile phones to have no signal.
Whether the casualties in this case should be considered accidents or suicides is a matter for discussion. Can any hidden secrets really be revealed if the investigation continues? Hattori Heiji couldn't help but be a little suspicious.
"Okay, then we will split up... Hey Conan, don't run so fast, have you got your phone?" Mao Lilan turned her head and saw that the small figure was already swimming like a fish, swimming nimbly. Entering the crowd, I only had time to shout.
Conan just raised his hand and waved, not knowing whether he heard her voice or not, but he disappeared.
"Really, troublesome guy." Mao Lilan looked at the direction in which he disappeared, muttered softly, then withdrew his gaze and followed Yuan Shanheye.
They just agreed to go to the dessert shop to have a look.
Tangze, who stood there and took in all her reactions, said: "..."
Judging from her dull reaction now, Conan, you are probably going to get into trouble.
With an uncontrollable smile on his lips, Tangze turned his head. When he was about to open his third eye and check the position of his teammates, he paused and took out his mobile phone.
The strange state of the impression space is really a bit troublesome.
In fact, Conan may not know that he is very deliberate in acting alone at this time, but he really can't care about so much now.
As soon as he got to the island, he noticed the person who was suspected of being a joker, but he couldn't make contact with him until now. He was really anxious now.
First, he quickly passed through the dense flow of people. Conan found a quiet spot on the street, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to make a call to joker.
A hand suddenly stretched out from behind, covered his mouth with a slap, and dragged him backwards into the alley behind.
“!” The horrified Conan was about to struggle, but the hand behind him had already been let go.
With his feet firmly on the ground again, Conan looked back and saw a pair of brown eyes as calm as dead water under a black-framed mirror.
"You are, you are that..." Conan pointed at the other party suddenly.
"Xingchuan Hui." He said his name calmly, Xingchuan pointed to the inexplicable and deep alley behind him, "The leader asked you to follow me."
Well, myself Just a few minutes after being separated from the main force, they found them so accurately. It seemed that the joker was really watching them.
Muttering this in his heart, Conan, no doubt about him, raised his feet and followed the pace of the person in front of him.
Xingchuan Hui, who was leading the way, pulled on his hood and listened to the sound in his headphones.
"You take him around for a while, and I'll change my clothes and be there in a minute." Tangze said, panting a little as he sped up.
Well, it seems that being discovered by Amuro Toru brought great frustration to Karasawa, and he suddenly began to hide his multiple identities very seriously.
Forget it, it’s not him who is working so hard to change things.
Xingchuan Hui suppressed the smile on his lips and started walking in the direction indicated by Noah.
So two minutes later, Conan, who was a little dizzy after being led by Xingchuan Hui through the buildings, up and down the stairs, finally saw the familiar white-haired back.
"Hey, long time no see, little detective." Tangze, who was sitting at the table with his chin propped up and watching the people coming and going outside the window, turned back and raised his hand towards Conan, "The space here is a bit strange, you better not leave. It's better for the crowd to run around."
"Is the space strange?" Conan asked while standing next to him, while quickly scanning the people at the table.
This is a booth in a beverage shop. Xingchuan Hui took him directly into the shop from the back door and went straight to the table.
It was a sunny afternoon, and I don’t know how the joker found the location. It was like a visual blind spot, half covered in shadow.
There was a person sitting on one side of the square table. Xingchuan Hui, who brought him here, also walked over without saying a word and sat down on the last empty chair.
In addition to the Xingchuan Hui and Amamiya Tian he had seen, there was also a man with long hair, wearing a gray and black windbreaker, holding a pen and scribbling on the white paper in front of him.
The four people, including Xingchuan Hui who just brought him here, are all dressed in gray, white and black clothes, wearing sunglasses, with their hoods pulled up, their faces covered, and their specific appearance cannot be seen. As he sat there in silence, there was an unspeakable aura.
Standing in front of them, Conan felt a sense of oppression inexplicably: "..."
Suddenly, it became clear that the Phantom Thieves were an underground organization.
"Yes, the space here is not quite right." Looking away from the shocked Conan's face, Tang Ze quickly glanced at each of them without saying a word, and it seemed that they were both holding back. The laughing teammate relied on his strong expression management ability to maintain the Riddler's aura and continued, "Once you leave a densely populated area, it is easy to get lost. You'd better draw a terrain map yourself. , children.”
Damn it, these guys were blatantly laughing at him just because outsiders were around.
Isn’t it just because of the loss of the horse that I want to do a good job of covering up the vest? What’s so funny!
(End of this chapter)