Chapter 1282 1290 [Don't be afraid, I'm coming]

Gin: “…” Besides, now, Uzo clearly told him and Vodka to receive the target.

If he instead threw the task to another member of Osaka, and that person happened to be a loser, causing Uzo to be at risk of being exposed...not only would this result in the loss of a cadre with unlimited prospects, but the boss would also put all the blame on Gin.

So in the end, Gin made a decision: since he was free anyway, he might as well follow the "stage" given by Uzo and go over to see what was going on.

Watching Uzo tease those stupid cops, who not only knew nothing about it but also looked at him in admiration, was barely entertainment.

…

"Fa Yue... Fa Yue..."

Several high school students ran all the way back to Camellia Park, looking for the nearby Biaoza.

Soon, Suzuki Sonoko stopped in front of a single-family house, looked closely at the small wooden sign with "Fa Yue" engraved on it by the door, and waved to the others: "This is the one!"

I knocked on the door, but no one answered. It seemed that Fa Yuede Ma had gone out.

Jiang Xia hummed, lowered his head and poked Conan.

Conan: “…”

As a first-grade kid who could break into a private house without being held accountable, Conan sighed and took out the lock-picking tool with great awareness.

However, before he could demonstrate the lock-picking skills he learned in Hawaii, the impatient Hattori Heiji turned the door handle and was immediately shocked: "The door is not locked."

"Maybe they were in a hurry to go out, or they didn't intend to lock the door in the first place." Jiang Xia looked into the house through the crack in the door, "Some elderly people are really not used to locking the door during the day."

The structure of the house is simple, and you can see the living room unobstructed when you look through the front door.

Fayuedema's room was very tidy and had very few things in it. There was a TV and a wooden cabinet in the corner of the living room, and only an old wooden table.

On the small table was a thick notebook with a plain cover and fluffy pages, which looked like it had been used for many years.

Conan was looking around the room when he was poked on the shoulder again.

“…” He walked into the room silently and went straight to the small table and the notebook on it.

Several other high school students followed him in "to catch the naughty kid who broke into a private house."

The thick notebook was picked up and opened.

On the opened page, there are several lines of beautiful handwriting.

This is actually a diary.

And judging from the signature on the cover, it does not belong to Tokuma Hozuki, but to the old lady who committed suicide after being cheated, Mitsuko Shibata.

"Mr. Fa Yue's bicycle is parked at the door, and his wallet and cards are on the shoe cabinet in the entrance." Jiang Xia walked around and came back, "He may have gone to a nearby place."

Conan looked at the contents of the diary and felt a little heavy: "Let's go find it. I always have a bad feeling."

…

Two kilometers away, in another corner of Camellia Town.

Mogi Takashi opened his mobile phone, took a look at the newly received email, followed the address on it, and was in a good mood.

——The old man who had become his “friend regardless of age difference” told him that he had something important to tell him tonight and asked him to go to the address on the email on time.

According to Mogi Takashi's experience, this must be because the second old lady was moved by his fabricated bankruptcy story and planned to give him all her savings to help him "make a comeback". Therefore, she invited him to dinner at some high-end restaurant tonight as the starting point of his "reversal" career, creating a sense of ritual to reshape his life.

Mogi Takashi: “…” What a bunch of naive old guys. They are so gullible even at their age.

Thinking about the other party's earnest look, he couldn't help but get goose bumps - if those old ladies hadn't saved a lot of money, he wouldn't bother to pretend to be a good young man in front of those rough old faces like tree bark every day.

Thinking of this, Mao Mu Long took a deep breath, tried to adjust his state, and showed patience to go to where he wanted to go.

…

We soon arrived at our destination.

It was almost evening, the sky was already a little gloomy, and the light was very poor.

Mogi Takashi turned the corner with a smug look on his face, looked around, and gradually felt that something was wrong.

——This was not the “appropriate meeting place” he had imagined.

Instead, it was a remote open space that looked like a stagnant construction site.

“……”Why meet in a place like this?

Just as he was looking around with some confusion, Mogi Takashi suddenly heard the sound of footsteps behind him.

After all, he was not a serious person, so Mogi Takashi's vigilance was always okay. He turned his head sharply and suddenly saw a figure holding a cane high up and smashing it down at him.

"?!" He dodged in panic, tripped, and fell to the ground. He could only crawl backwards while shouting, "Wait, stop! What are you doing?!"

When Fayuedema saw that his attack missed, he cursed in his heart, stepped forward quickly, and swung down with another fierce blow.

At this moment, a black hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed him. Hattori Heiji advised: "Don't do this, killing people won't solve the problem!"

The crutch that Fayuedema swung with all his might also made a clang and hit heavily on a baton.

Mogi Takashi slumped on the ground, watching all this in a daze.

It was not until Houzuki Tokuma was pulled away by Hattori Heiji and a female high school student that he finally came to his senses and understood the situation.

——This old man must have known about his deception of Shibata Mitsuko and wanted revenge! Shibata Mitsuko mentioned the matter of Hozuki Tokuma when she chatted with him before.

Mogi Takashi looked at Fazuki Dema, and when he thought about how he was almost hit on the head by this old guy, he felt murderous in his heart.

The next moment, the enthusiastic detective with the baton turned around without warning and looked down at him.

"!" Mogi Takashi immediately suppressed his angry expression and showed a little panic. "Thank you... I was scared to death just now. I didn't expect this old man to suddenly hit someone."

The young Tokyo detective chuckled, reached out to help him up, and used his baton to pat the dirt off his body, comforting him: "Don't be afraid, we are here."

Mogi Takashi looked at this confused detective who was deceived by his few words and sneered in his heart.

But he still nodded with a look of fear on his face. Then, as if he was very touched, he shook Jiang Xia's hand vigorously and said, "Then I'll leave it to you!"

"Yeah." Jiang Xia glanced at his hand that had just fallen on the ground. He turned around, took out his handkerchief, and silently wiped off the dirt.

At the entrance of the construction site, a sirens sounded at some point.

Inspector Otaki arrived with his men.

——Although he still had doubts about whether Hozuki Tokuma was the murderer of the "Bridge Murder Case", but Hattori Heiji asked him to come just now, and there were no new murders at the moment, so he had no choice but to bring people over.

(End of this chapter)