Chapter 2888 2900 [How many guns do you have left? ]
Early the next morning.
"Ah, I never thought that a nice dinner party would turn out like this."
In a coffee shop near the hotel, Suzuki Sonoko stretched out her body and said in boredom, "And that football star, it's fine if he kills people, but how come he's also addicted to drugs? He's really trying too hard to lure people here."
Mao Lilan looked at the autographed jersey, thought about the gentle and friendly star, and sighed helplessly: "Fortunately, Shinichi was not there, otherwise I don't know how he would feel if his idol whom he has liked for so many years collapsed on the spot."
"Cough, cough, cough!" Hattori Heiji suddenly choked on the juice.
He took a tissue to wipe his mouth and glanced at the elementary school student next to him: "..." What a pity, Kudo Shinichi was not only present, but also deeply involved in the whole process. Now his house has probably collapsed to the point where not even a slag is left...
Sure enough, Conan, who had just calmed down, became depressed again when he heard this topic. He poked the cake on the plate listlessly, turning this innocent dessert into fine crumbs.
Mao Lilan accidentally saw this scene, and then she realized that this kid was also a fan of Ray Curtis. She laughed awkwardly and changed the subject:
"Speaking of which, isn't there a football exhibition match today? Although Mr. Lei can't play, there are still many other stars who have nothing to do. Let's go and take a look."
"..." Conan didn't want to hear the word "football" at all now - if it weren't for the vodka trouble around him recently, he would have wanted to take off his football belt and throw it away.
Hearing the word "exhibition match" and thinking that Ray Curtis would also participate in that match, Conan suddenly became even more depressed. He waved his hand and said, "You guys go ahead. I'm not interested in football."
Jiang Xia stirred the straw: "Actually, I don't really like football..."
"That's right! Why don't we go watch baseball?" Hattori Heiji suggested excitedly at first, but then he realized something was wrong, "But there's no baseball game today. You guys came at a really bad time."
Anyway, it seems that no one in this group, except Conan, truly loves football.
So the plan to watch the exhibition match was naturally cancelled. Now that they were out, the three girls started discussing where to go next.
At this moment, Jiang Xia's cell phone buzzed and an email came.
...are the useful emails that Noah selected from the numerous spam emails.
Jiang Xia glanced at the ball ghost who was proudly puffing out his chest beside him, took out his mobile phone and opened his email.
Hattori Heiji accidentally glanced over here and caught a certain key word. His eyes widened: "Commission? And it was someone from Osaka who asked you to do that?"
Jiang Xia pressed the buttons to check the content, and nodded casually when he heard it: "Maybe he saw the news the night before yesterday and knew that I was in Osaka, so he sent an email to me."
Hattori Heiji's eye twitched slightly: "I was also on that news, and I'm the famous Kansai detective - why didn't he look for me?"
Suzuki Sonoko asked in confusion: "I've also read that newspaper, but where is your name on it?"
There happened to be a recent newspaper on the shelf next to him, and Hattori Heiji grabbed it and said, "It's right here! What's that look?"
Yuanshan Heye turned her head and looked at the photo in the newspaper that was taken in the dark night and the pair of blurry eyes in the background of the photo, and burst out laughing.
Suzuki Sonoko didn't give him that face. After a while, she finally found Hattori Heiji in the shadows, and she pounded the table and laughed: "I know why you have solved so many cases but have no reputation. You and the detective boss in Jiangxia have the same problem - why don't you invest in a newspaper that only publishes color newspapers? You can't even see people in this black and white printing."
Hattori Heiji's fist hardened: "You are the one who has no reputation. I am very famous! It's just that not many people know me!"
Next to him, Conan, holding a straw, nodded secretly: "..." This might be the reason why Hattori Heiji is not famous, but that boss Amuro, he was actively avoiding the camera.
"Well, speaking of suspicious persons, those two guys actually got away last night." Conan thought of Vodka and Calvados who left as passers-by, and briefly recovered from the blow of the idol's collapse. "There is no time to be sad. While I am still in Osaka, I have to find out what conspiracy those two guys have."
"But then again, I don't even know where those two people are..."
Thinking of this, Conan sighed and could only pray secretly that he would meet those two people as soon as possible.
At this time, Jiang Xia put down his phone and asked, "Have you heard of the 'Sunflower Hotel'?"
"I know!" Yuanshan Heye likes to travel around when she has a holiday, and she usually pays attention to travel guides in this area. "It's the hotel that was recently built. I heard that it was designed by a well-known international architect. The whole restaurant will slowly rotate like a sunflower, and you can see the surrounding beautiful scenery 360 degrees."
Hattori Heiji heard more. He looked at Jiang Xia and said, "Is your commission this time related to the Sunflower Hotel?"
Jiang Xia responded.
Suzuki Sonoko found Toyama Kazuha's words interesting. She clapped her hands and said, "Today's schedule is set! We have nothing to do anyway, so why don't we go to this hotel and take a look?"
Jiang Xia nodded, and welcomed the initiative of this group of students to accompany him: "I'll ask the client, he shouldn't mind having a few more guests."
…
A few high school students were happily discussing their next itinerary.
The other side.
After a busy night, Vodka and Calvados returned to the temporary base tiredly.
——A few hours ago, they went to the American reporter's residence overnight, but failed to get the man's laptop.
Because before the two of them rushed there, someone sneaked into the hotel where the deceased was staying and took away these things.
"Who did this?" Vodka cursed while looking through nearby surveillance cameras to find the guy who had intercepted the video.
Next to him, Calvados recalled the information he had just passed by and couldn't help but asked coldly, "How on earth did you do the mission? If we had rushed to the hotel as soon as we left the venue, our things wouldn't have been lost."
Vodka couldn't help but mutter, "I was indeed careless. What about you? Didn't you expect it too?"
Calvados: “…”
He lost two guns in two days and was nearly hit by bullets twice. When he left the banquet hall, his mind was full of the strange experiences of the past two days. As for the organization's mission... he had indeed forgotten it.
The two losers looked at each other for a moment, then looked away at the same time with a guilty conscience, and concentrated on trying to find a way to remedy the situation.
(End of this chapter)
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