"Kang Hui is really thoughtful..."
At 3 p.m., the head of Pingjing Village stood in the sun, watching people carrying bedding, cooking oil, electric saws and other items off the truck one by one, and couldn't help but sigh:
"It's rare to find such considerate cadres for the elderly in the countryside. Our village was once glorious, but now it is desolate. Without policy support, it is almost certain to fall. Kang Hui is the hope of our entire village... Is it okay to say that?"
“Sure, sure.”
The cameraman made an OK gesture, and the reporter nodded after seeing it:
"Very well said. Village chief, do you have any experience in interviewing before?"
"No, what I just said was the truth."
Hearing this, the reporter and cameraman smiled at each other.
Who doesn’t want to see truly good cadres become legislators?
Tokyo TV is very familiar with Yasuteru Domon's style, and knows that his visit to Hirai Village this time is not just a show. If even such a cadre cannot be elected as a member of parliament, the future of Japan will be worrying.
At this moment, everyone suddenly saw a black car coming towards them at the end of the road, swaying and bumping, and finally slowly stopped beside them.
“Hey, is this your TV station’s car?”
The village chief looked at the reporter in confusion. It was rare to see new cars in Pingjing Village on weekdays. Since the economic depression, their family was the only one left in the village, and all the other cars were driven away by young people from various families who went out to make a living.
"Definitely not. All TV stations have their own logos for easy identification..."
The reporter narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the black car not far away. Based on his experience, he found that this seemed to be a type of car commonly used by the Metropolitan Police Department. Could it be that there were policemen in the car?
It shouldn't be...
It's in the middle of nowhere, there's not even a police station to be seen, what are the police doing here?
The car door opened and a small shadow jumped out. Well, it was a little boy with an unusually large head. Behind the little boy were two other boys, who were both quite handsome and a little familiar...
It wasn't until Miss Miyano got off the car that the reporter slapped his head and finally recognized her:
“So it’s them!”
"them?"
The village chief was still confused. At his age, his memory was not good even if he paid attention to the news. What's more, as an old man in the mountain village, why would he pay attention to the detective?
"It should be Mr. Domon's guest."
The news that Yasuki Domon hired Makoto Sakaki as a temporary bodyguard had already spread throughout Tokyo. When the reporters recognized the assistant Haibara Ai, they naturally thought of Makoto Sakaki, and therefore Yasuki Domon.
"Oh, Kang Hui's guest..."
Hearing this, the village chief immediately smiled, his old, wrinkled face piled up on his cheekbones, and he actually looked somewhat amiable:
"As a big shot, he must be very busy..."
At the side, three middle-aged men who were lifting a refrigerator off a truck also noticed Miss Miyano. When they saw her appearance clearly, their faces changed slightly.
They didn't recognize Sakaki Makoto because he was wearing sunglasses, but they still had some impression of Haibara Ai. The scene of such a beautiful girl shooting the criminal without hesitation in the National Stadium shocked countless spectators, including the three Hirai brothers who happened to be watching the game.
Why is she here?
Could it be...
The three Hirai brothers swallowed and looked around, just in time to see a man wearing sunglasses walk up to Haibara Ai and hug her.
"Hey, hey, hey, we are in public, can you please pay attention to the impact..."
Conan pouted and muttered, feeling extremely indignant that he was fed dog food as soon as he got off the car.
They rushed here as soon as they received the notice. No one expected that they would encounter a case in such a small village. It was troublesome...
The purpose of a detective's existence is to solve cases!
Is a detective who can’t solve cases still called a detective?
After sitting in the car for several days in a row, Conan and Osaka Kuroi were almost going moldy from boredom. When they heard that they were going to investigate last year's case of falling from the cliff, their hair stood on end!
Conan is rubbing his hands together, full of confidence, but Kid, on the other hand, seems indifferent. He stands with his hands behind his back, gazing at the mountains, his back straight, his eyes a little sad, as if he is a great writer with a delicate and sensitive mind, who will be inspired to chant a masterpiece in the next second.
"Boss, the person I called has arrived."
Makoto Sakaki brought Miss Miyano and the others to Domon Yasuki and introduced them:
"This is my assistant Huihara Ai, and the other three are A, B, and C."
Conan and the other two were puffing out their chests like soldiers about to be reviewed, and they thought that Sakaki Makoto was going to praise them in front of outsiders, but when they heard this, their faces immediately fell.
A, B, C?
It seems like you treat us as passers-by who don't deserve to have a name!!!
"Haha, Mr. Sakaki Makoto is really humorous..."
Domon Yasuki smiled and held out his hand to Hattori Heiji:
"Nice to meet you. I'm Yasuki Domon and Heizo was my classmate in high school."
"Huh?"
Osaka Black Chicken was stunned and quickly shook hands with him:
"Did you go to high school in Osaka?"
"Yes, at that time my mother went back to her parents' home for a year. I happened to be in my third year of high school, so I transferred to Osaka and joined the Kendo Club. I was considered a rival of Heizo and Shizuka."
Domon Yasuaki sighed and said:
"More than 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye. When Heizo took office as the director a few years ago, I sent him a gift. Although it was not signed, he must have known it was from me."
Hattori Heiji opened his eyes wide and was extremely surprised. He indeed remembered that day when the fox-eyed father took office as the director and everyone came to celebrate, but an unsigned gift appeared in the pile of gifts. The packaging was very exquisite, but the contents were very simple, a scarred wooden sword.
When he saw the wooden sword, Hattori Heizo, who never liked to smile in front of outsiders, smiled for the first time, then handed the wooden sword to Hattori Shizuka and asked her to put it away.
Later, Hattori Heiji mentioned this matter again, but Hattori Heizo only said that this was a bet made that year, and he was not very clear about the rest.
To this day, the wooden sword still hangs in Hattori Heizo's office.
“Those who have firm convictions will never fail.”
Domon Yasuki said softly:
"Is your father still as hateful and upright as ever?"
"certainly."
Hattori Heiji nodded heavily and said seriously:
"He showed no mercy to criminals, and he always did that."
"Very good. I will wait for the day when he returns the wooden sword to me personally."
With a slight smile, Domon Yasuki's eyes swept across Conan, and finally stopped at Kid, who looked like a master, and asked curiously:
"Excuse my ignorance, this is..."
"Ahem, Nakamori Aoto."
Kidd remained calm and said:
"I am best at the exchange of air between objects and studying the aerodynamic compatibility of fabrics... Well, I have quite some experience."
“It turned out to be a scientist.”
Domon Yasuki nodded, not quite understanding.
"It's true that he is young and promising. It's not easy..."
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