“Done!”
Throwing Marco Phelps' heavy body into the abandoned storage room, Kidd brushed off the dust on his body and locked the door with his backhand.
What Sakaki Makoto said was absolutely right. If he walked around the city in a swaggering manner, no one would pay any attention to him. On the contrary, if he moved around stealthily and timidly, he would attract a lot of people's attention.
Taking out Marco Phelps' cell phone, Kidd imitated his voice and called his uncle, saying that the army had some urgent matters and could not go to Shikoku.
Ignoring his uncle's angry roar on the phone, Kidd hung up the call, put his phone in his pocket, went back to the bathroom, restored everything, picked up his luggage bag, and left the station as if nothing had happened.
"Brother Kidd has taken care of it."
Sakaki took off his headphones and turned off the video call.
The first phase of the plan went smoothly. Kidd successfully solved the identity problem required to invade the military base at night. Although Marco Phelps was just an ordinary soldier, it was not difficult to sneak in with this identity.
The rest...
It's almost evening, let's talk about it after the officers leave the base.
Sakaki stretched his back, closed his notebook, and suggested:
“Would you like to eat Kobe beef?”
"think!"
Hiroki raised his hand happily: "I have reserved a seat!"
On the Shinkansen train, the appointment that Makoto Sakaki mentioned was not a lie to Conan. Hiroki did make a reservation to go to a breeding base in Hyogo Prefecture to taste Wagyu beef, and he just had to go there today.
But there are only three seats.
Since Conan went to the city with Kogoro Mori's family for sightseeing, Sakaki Makoto and the others were free in the afternoon. As long as they returned to the hotel before 5 pm, they could connect remotely with Kid and continue with the next plan.
After changing their clothes, Sakaki Makoto and the other two took the hotel shuttle to the station. After buying tickets, they set off for the Tajima area.
It is worth mentioning here that Kobe City is the seat of Hyogo Prefecture. Because a county in Japan is equivalent to a province in the East, Kobe City is the provincial capital and belongs to Hyogo Prefecture, rather than Hyogo Prefecture belonging to Kobe City.
Real Kobe beef refers specifically to Tajima beef from the Tajima area of Hyogo Prefecture. Since the Tajima area belongs to Kobe City, it is also called Kobe beef.
Authentic Kobe beef only accounts for 1% of the Japanese market share, and the price per kilogram is a staggering ¥10,000. Even if most people see it, they probably don't have the courage to place an order.
After all, the inferior beef next door is much cheaper and more cost-effective.
The train was moving slowly along the country road. The sky was blue, and on both sides were bare fields and gray-black mountains.
“If you come here in autumn, the scenery should be beautiful...”
Looking at the scenery outside the window, Miss Miyano said softly.
"Then let's travel here again next year."
Sakaki Makoto smiled:
"In the fall."
"Um."
Hiroki, who was leaning on the window and looking out curiously, felt a little bored after a while. After all, scenery is something that gets boring after a while and is far less attractive than Kobe beef.
A few minutes later, the train stopped at a platform in the countryside. Sakaki and the other two got off the train and tried to hail a taxi, but none came. Finally, they had no choice but to ask.
There are no taxis here at all.
To go to the village, you must take a bus that runs every two hours and costs 300.
The previous bus had just left 10 minutes ago.
Money is no longer an issue at this moment.
Even if the ticket is 1,000, you can't call the bus back.
"Do we have to wait another two hours?!"
Hiroki shivered in the cold wind.
"This is a place where even birds don't lay eggs!"
"Oh, it's like this in the countryside!"
An old farmer passing by waved his hand and said disapprovingly:
"You're going to the farm in Tajima Village, right? Did you make a reservation online?"
"Yeah, how did you know?"
Hiroki looked at him curiously.
The rough wrinkles were folded up, and the old farmer grinned:
"Every day, there are tourists like you who come here to taste the beef. I've seen a lot of them. In fact, the wagyu beef in Tajima Village is no different from the ones sold in stores, but some people just don't believe it and come all the way here to taste it..."
“Isn’t it said that the most authentic Kobe Wagyu can only be tasted in Tajima Village?”
"It's just a gimmick, and you really believe it!"
The old farmer laughed and said:
"With the advancement of technology, a cow slaughtered in the morning can appear in a Tokyo store two hours later. It must be fresh!"
"If Tajima Village doesn't come up with some gimmicks, how can it attract tourists and boost the economy?"
As he spoke, the old farmer took out a leaflet from his pocket and handed it to Sakaki Makoto:
"If you need a car, you can call the number above and someone will pick you up in half an hour. The fare is 1,500 per person."
"Of course, if you don't want to wait that long, you can also take a ride on my tractor. The price is 1,000 per person."
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Sakaki Makoto understood.
The old farmer in front of me is not a kind-hearted person at all, but is here to solicit customers!
The key is just pull it...
tractor....
Isn't it crazy?
"tractor?"
With his ears perked up, Hiroki suddenly became interested:
"I've never ridden a tractor before! I'll ride it once in a while!"
"No problem, just wait!"
The old farmer put on his straw hat, carried his hoe and left. After a while...
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