Chapter 3109 3121 [Conan Exposed]

"Hello? Hattori?" Conan said a lot of things but got no response. He stopped talking and listened to the noise suspiciously, then he realized that Osaka, the classmate opposite him, was actually daydreaming.

"You guy..." Conan was speechless for a while, "I'm talking about serious matters, can't you just concentrate a little bit?"

Hattori Heiji was silent for a moment, not knowing how to explain his sudden suspicion. He scratched his head awkwardly and changed the subject: "We are detectives, not guessers - there is no point in guessing if we don't know any information."

As he spoke, he looked at his watch and said, "How about this? I happen to be free these few days. Once I finish writing the project, I will come to see you and check on the situation."

The two high school detectives happily reached a consensus.

After making this phone call, Conan felt much better, and his vigilance towards Vodka and the "mysterious client" was also reduced a little because he had someone to share his worries with.

He stood up from the toilet seat and tried to leave the bathroom with brisk steps, but when he pushed the door, he couldn't move it.

"?"

After a moment of confusion, Conan suddenly realized something. He looked towards the crack in the door and saw a shadow cast in the crack - there was a person outside the door!

Conan: “?!!”

There was a buzzing in his ears, and in an instant, Vodka's gloomy face appeared before his eyes. Conan swallowed silently, as if he saw a black gun muzzle pointing at his forehead through a closed door.

While quickly recalling what he had just said, he looked around desperately, trying to find a way to escape or hide, but at this moment, the door that had been tightly closed suddenly creaked and was pulled open from the outside.

The only remaining barrier was taken away, and Conan froze on the spot. But the next moment, he saw the person at the door clearly, and his stopped heart fell back to its original place: "Jiang Xia?!"

Jiang Xia nodded and asked with great interest: "Is Hattori coming over here to play too?"

Conan: “…” It’s so scary, luckily you only heard this… No, I should say luckily it was you outside the door, and not something else.

The fake elementary school student who had just had a false alarm breathed a sigh of relief, and looked a lot more haggard than before. He leaned against the door frame weakly, looked at the heavy door, and couldn't believe it: "Is the sound insulation of this door really that poor?"

Jiang Xia: “…” Not really. The ghosts just discovered that you were inside, so they curiously squeezed through the crack in the door and eavesdropped.

However, this unscientific thing certainly cannot be explained to the high school detective who believes in science.

So the psychic just nodded: "Maybe my hearing is good."

Conan covered his chest and took Jiang Xia to meet up with Maori and his daughter. He couldn't help but feel scared: "..." Next time, don't tell anyone about the organization. Otherwise, if there was really a vodka standing at the door and eavesdropped on his entire phone call... He didn't dare to think about what the consequences would be.

…

“A-choo!”

Extending all the way along the railway track, on another train far away from here.

"Mr. Yamada", dressed in a suit and tie, raised his head from behind the newspaper, pushed up his sunglasses, and looked around vigilantly.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual around him and nothing unusual in the car, he lowered his head and started reading the newspaper again like an ordinary office worker.

"I sneezed suddenly. Could it be that Uzo is talking about me?" Although he pretended to read a newspaper, Vodka didn't read a single word.

He stared at the ink words in front of him and smiled sinisterly: "I'm not stupid enough to sit in the same car with him - we are going to the same destination anyway, so it doesn't matter which car we take. And if the car in front of us has an accident, I will definitely receive the news quickly since I am on the same track."

Thinking of this, an organizational cadre who had missed out on important intelligence felt a little relieved, leaned back, and happily leaned on the stool.

…

After a while, under Jiang Xia's not-so-happy gaze, the train arrived safely at its destination.

The four people arrived at the booked hotel, checked in, and then came to the beach.

Kogoro Mouri changed into beach pants, put his Walkman in his pocket, found a lounge chair with the best view, and stretched out his body to comfortably bask in the sun.

After basking in the sun for a while, he discovered something and stood up and patted a nearby stool: "Jiang Xia, come here too - if you stay here, those pretty girls will be willing to come over."

"What are you teaching me?" Mao Lilan knocked his father back to the recliner with a punch, then pulled Jiang Xia up, "Ignore him, let's go!"

Conan was holding a life buoy, hesitating whether to go in the water. Now when he heard the noise, he ran over and said, "Sister Xiaolan, where are you going?"

Mao Lilan made a mysterious gesture to keep quiet, then began to stroll around the area, looking furtively at all the tourists on the beach.

——My parents seemed to hate each other, and each of them cared more about face than the other. She didn't dare to say that she wanted them to meet here, for fear that her parents would run away after she said that.

So after hearing Kisaki Eri mention that she wanted to travel here, Mouri Ran secretly wrote down the time and place, and then ran to buy the corresponding travel voucher.

"Logically, my mom should have arrived." Mao Lilan looked left and right, but still couldn't find any tourist who looked like Kisaki Eri.

Jiang Xia lowered his head, looked at the sand in his shoes, and silently interrupted this wandering project: "It shouldn't be on the beach."

"Oh, I see." Mao Lilan sighed in disappointment: With Jiang Xia's keen observation, since he said she was not there, it seemed that his mother really had not come yet.

"Forget it, let's go eat something." After her enthusiasm subsided, she touched her stomach and felt a little hungry.

Soon, the three of them returned to Kogoro Mori and planned to ask him to go to a nearby restaurant together.

…

"Peaches, papayas, cherries..." Maori Kogoro leaned back in the recliner, enjoying the scenery in front of him. "It would be great if I could have a piece of iced watermelon at this time."

As I was muttering, suddenly, the sound of music in the headphones exploded, rushing straight to the top of my head like a cannonball.

“?!!”

Kogoro Mouri took off his headphones with a roar, turned his head and found that his daughter was pressing the volume button of the Walkman and looking at him with disgust.

Seeing that this unreliable father finally turned his gaze away from the beach, Mao Lilan turned off the Walkman and snorted, "Let's go, let's go eat."

Maori Kogoro rubbed his ears and stood up, reaching out to the Walkman in her hand: "Let me take it, I've only heard half of that new song."

When Mao Lilan heard this, her eyes twitched slightly, and the veins on her fists bulged again: "This Walkman was given to me by my mother - with your performance today, I won't let you use it!"

(End of this chapter)