Chapter 1293 1301 [Drawing a clear line with the organization] Asking for monthly votes ()

As Inspector Otaki listened, his expression gradually became serious.

Then he nodded vigorously and ran quickly to the police headquarters across the street to mobilize manpower.

Toyama Ginjiro looked at the tour group disappearing in the crowd, took out his cell phone, and called Hattori Heizo: "Our guess is correct - it seems that the series of bloody cases that have been buried for many years will soon be solved."

…

The cold rain rustled as it fell, and the shadows around Osaka Castle seemed to hide some extremely terrifying secret.

It is different from the serious atmosphere of the police and gangster movies here.

In the restaurant on the other side, several people were looking at the menu and happily ordering the special dishes on it.

Mao Lilan chatted with a few classmates for a while, and habitually turned the menu to the "children's meal" page and pushed it to the seat next to her: "What do you want to eat?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned her head and suddenly found that the "Conan" sitting next to her had become bigger - upon closer inspection, it turned out that this was not an elementary school student wearing glasses, but Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia was originally looking somewhere else, but when he heard Mao Lilan talking, he lowered his head and saw the cute pictures on the menu in front of him. He was silent for a moment, not knowing whether he should politely order one.

Fortunately, Mao Lilan came to her senses. She was shocked and stood up suddenly: "I actually forgot about Conan!"

Jiang Xia: “…” The word “actually” shouldn’t be used here. After all, Conan’s presence will indeed suddenly decrease at certain times. It should be normal to forget to bring him, otherwise Conan wouldn’t have so many opportunities to run around.

As he thought about it, he comforted her: "It's okay, Hattori is looking after him, and there are so many police officers around, it won't be a big problem."

Toyama Kazuha obviously felt the same way: "Don't worry, even if Heiji is unreliable, I still have my dad."

Moreover, she always felt that Conan had been lost many times in the past two days, and every time nothing happened to Conan, but the passers-by around him always had problems... In short, there was no need to worry about this matter.

Mao Lilan thought about it and was convinced.

She sat down again, held her chin with her hand and sighed, deciding to finish her meal first.

…

Osaka Castle in the distance.

Hattori Heiji and Conan were wandering in the cold rain when they suddenly sneezed at the same time.

"It's so cold. I should have worn something thicker." Hattori Heiji looked at the dark sky and sighed.

But soon, he became happy again.

He carefully picked up a piece of dry battery from the ground through his handkerchief, observed it for a moment, and couldn't help but get a little excited: "There are some burn marks on it. It looks like it fell from the explosion site. I actually found a new clue!"

The two serious detectives looked at each other, their eyes gleaming with excitement: they had almost figured out the method of committing the crime. Next, they had to find the murderer quickly while Jiang Xia still didn't know the clue, otherwise it would be too late!

…

In a restaurant near the New Bridge.

Jiang Xia always felt that someone was talking about him.

But he didn't care: there were quite a lot of people who liked to talk about him behind his back - for example, the tall man in black who was sitting behind the flower stand next to the side door, diagonally opposite the restaurant, at the most convenient location to leave from the safety passage.

Jiang Xia didn't expect that Yuanshan Heye was so selective. He just picked a restaurant at random and it turned out to be the same one that Gin and the others chose.

Just now when he entered the door, he felt the two low-key murderous auras in the corner. Jiang Xia was stunned for a moment: These two people would also come to the restaurant to eat? Didn't they always eat lunch in the car?

But on second thought: Gin seems to have been free recently. He is no longer the busy man who has to use "monitoring mission targets" as a legitimate reason to ride a roller coaster - after all, this black-clad man who is rigid in some aspects is too loyal to the boss. After meeting Anonymous, he probably went to the boss to report immediately... I don't know what Gin said to "that adult" after being bound by the "user confidentiality clause". Anyway, since then, Gin has had a lot more rest time, and even had time to come to Osaka with him.

…

After ordering and waiting for the food to be served, three girls next to me started chatting.

Jiang Xia pretended to be listening carefully, but he felt a little bored and his attention was distracted. He shifted his gaze and drifted towards the two murderous auras in the corner again.

After just a few seconds of looking, Gin turned his head back vigilantly.

Vodka didn't even need to turn his head, as he had been staring at this side vigilantly.

Jiang Xia smiled secretly at Vodka, then his eyes fell on Gin's wide windbreaker pocket and found that there was a bulge in the pocket.

Soon, as if it noticed the gaze from its owner, the cat squirmed for a moment, poked its head out of the pocket, waved its paw at Jiang Xia, and looked in a good mood.

This is not a restaurant that allows pets.

But of course, this regulation is ineffective against some lawless people.

But after all, it was in a public place, and Gin didn't want to cause trouble like those peripheral losers with loopholes, conflict with the store clerk, and then become conspicuous.

So when the waiter passed by with the tray, he naturally lowered his hand, pushed the cat into his pocket and stuffed it back.

The waiter was unaware of what was happening around him. He just thought that the appearance of two men in black in the middle of the night was a little scary, especially since one of them was wearing sunglasses. He didn't look like a good guy at all. He didn't dare to look at him any longer and walked past quickly.

Ganfanmao: "..."

After the waiter left, it stubbornly found the opening of the bag again, stuck its head out again, and raised its paw slightly towards Jiang Xia, as if calling him over.

From the students' perspective, Gin and the others were blocked by the flower stand and could not see anything.

Jiang Xia could see it.

But there were other classmates nearby, so the innocent detective ignored the cat from the organization.

However, in order to absorb the murderous aura that the dry eating cat had picked up, Jiang Xia still silently released a few ghosts, letting them float to another table and carry back the murderous aura that the dry eating cat had worked so hard to pick up during this period of time.

In addition to the murderous smell of alcohol, the dry eating cat actually had a large amount of murderous smell of vanilla ice cream. Jiang Xia saw the murderous smell and thought: Vodka really likes to pick a fight with cats.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Vodka out of the corner of his eye, saw the faint claw marks on his face and clothes, and nodded secretly to the cat: Well done, keep up the good work.

The ghosts also floated over and touched the cat who had done a great job eating, then floated back with murderous aura, leaving the hardworking cat with space to continue to attract murderous aura.

…

Compared with the three female classmates who were eating and chatting at the same time, Jiang Xia ate faster.

After the meal, he had nothing to do, so he went to the bathroom and observed the few tables of guests along the way.

(End of this chapter)