"Because this kind of thing rarely happens, my supplier was a little curious and paid more attention to them."

Nearing 11 o'clock in the evening, Kidd sat on the sofa in the living room, holding a carton of yogurt, and talked about the intelligence he had collected bit by bit:

"I get my goods on a monthly basis, once a month, the quantity is relatively large, and he is a regular customer, so I have a good relationship with the supplier. When I went there today, he had a few drinks and talked a lot."

"Normally, a transnational human smuggling ship will carry at least dozens of illegal immigrants without identity information. My supplier is more cautious, has a good reputation in the industry, and charges a higher fee."

"But just a month and a half ago, he suddenly received a message from the agent in Ying Country, saying that they had received a big business deal. A man and a woman paid a large sum of money to charter one of their boats."

At this point, Kidd paused and added:

"A customer who is so generous is a taboo in their industry. Without knowing the details of the customer, few people dare to take the job for fear of getting into trouble. At first, the supplier was unwilling to take the business. As a result, his underground office in Yingguo was investigated by the local police the next day."

"Being investigated?"

"Yes, only one person came, but he brought a document containing the supplier's smuggling records."

Makoto Sakaki and Miss Miyano looked at each other and made the same guess.

This man and woman are obviously from prominent backgrounds. It is estimated that they have some dealings with the Ying government. In Ying, there is no such powerful investigative agency...

The only secret intelligence agency regarded by the Western intelligence community as the "founder" of the world's intelligence organizations is MI6.

Some small actions of the smuggling channels cannot be hidden from them at all. The reason why they are not stopped is to make better use of them in the future and maximize profits.

Obviously, Kidd, a supplier with a good reputation in the industry, has become a new pawn of MI6.

If you don't accept a toast, you will be punished. If you are asked for help with money, you will not help...

Then there is nothing more to talk about. Let's just do it ourselves and see whether you are smarter or MI6's methods are more superior.

Judging from the results...

Kidd's suppliers have absolutely succumbed to the tyranny of MI6.

but...

"My supplier was very curious. Since these two mysterious guests could use the power of government agencies, why didn't they just forge their identities and go abroad through formal channels?"

Kidd frowned and said:

"The risk of human trafficking is not small. People who are not desperate will not choose this channel. Of course, my supplier is the most reliable one in the industry. He specializes in handling European and Japanese business and has not had any problems in more than ten years."

“There is only one answer.”

Miss Miyano said:

"These two stowaways did not, or could not, rely on the help of government agencies. They were very cautious and had secrets that could not be discovered by MI6. The person who came forward to help them was a friend they could trust."

"right!"

Kid snapped his fingers, drank a mouthful of yogurt through a straw, squinted his eyes and said:

"I think so too!"

"Your supplier actually said something so important?"

Sakaki Makoto asked in confusion:

"Isn't he afraid of retaliation from MI6?"

"Ah...oh...who knows, maybe he is just stubborn..."

Kidd glanced at the floor beside him, looking guilty.

"Inconsistent... Are you hiding something from us?"

“No…No…”

"A bottle of yogurt, plus gas, meals, car wear and tear, house usage, mental damages..."

Taking out a calculator, Makoto Sakaki suddenly started to do the math.

"Hey, stop it! What the hell is this? What the hell is mental damage compensation!"

Kidd was anxious at that time.

"I'm trying to figure out if I can make my money back by handing you over to the police."

"Okay, okay, I said, I said it's not enough!"

After looking at him, Sakaki Makoto pressed the reset button, put away the calculator, and looked like he was listening attentively.

Kidd scratched his hair, sipped his yogurt for a while, and suddenly sighed:

"Actually, the supplier didn't tell me this in person. He just mentioned it casually. The rest of the information... was obtained by me pretending to be him and asking the person in charge. Otherwise, I would have returned a long time ago. Why did I delay until now?"

Hearing this, Sakaki Makoto suddenly stood up, took out a box of yogurt from the refrigerator and threw it to Kidd:

"Good job, anything else you found?"

"Of course, I'm Kaito Kidd!"

Kid rolled his eyes, very dissatisfied with Sakaki Makoto's question, and snorted:

"The man with the little girl looked very young, with a particularly neutral voice. He wore a baseball cap and a mask, and was very secretive. He stayed indoors the whole time. Since they boarded the ship, the crew had rarely seen them except when they were eating and going to the toilet."

"What's even more strange is that the man clearly has a Japanese face, but he is with a little blonde girl, and it seems that the little blonde girl is the leader."

"What are their names?"

"have no idea."

Kidd shook his head.

"They rarely talk, and they use obvious nicknames to address each other, such as a girl calling a man Sherlock and a man calling a girl Morstan, which are not real names."

Sherlock?

Morstan?

"Aren't these all characters that appear in Sherlock Holmes's detective stories?"

Miss Miyano was surprised:

"Sherlock is the name of Sherlock Holmes, and Morstan is the name of his assistant Watson's wife, whose full name is Mary Morstan..."

"Yes, the sailors who have been in Ying for a long time know the Sherlock Holmes stories by heart, so they know where these names come from."

Kidd said disapprovingly:

"So they know it's just a nickname."

After nodding and pondering for a moment, Sakaki Makoto continued to ask:

“Where did they go after they got off the ship?”

"We took a taxi and left. The crew members didn't know where they went, but..."

Perhaps because he was used to feeling guilty, Kidd looked around quietly with a sly smile in his eyes:

"Taxis basically have their own fixed range of activities. I called the taxi company on the pretext of losing valuables, and got a list of vehicles that appeared near the port that day. I contacted the driver and got some important information!"

Sakaki Makoto couldn't help but sit up straight, waiting for Kid's answer.

"After the man and woman left the port..."

Kidd raised his eyebrows:

"I went to the Mori Detective Agency next door!"

"Um?!"

Sakaki Makoto's eyes suddenly lit up, like a beast that had spotted its prey:

"Have they met Maori Kogoro?"

"No, according to the driver's recollection, they went straight into the coffee shop downstairs of the office after getting off the car. They didn't intend to look for Maori Kogoro. They seemed to be waiting for someone."

"You have done a great job this time!"

Sakaki Makoto got up excitedly, ran to the TV, took out a map of Tokyo from the cabinet, took out a pen, and said loudly:

"They must not have gone far!"