Chapter 3093 3105 [Hideout]
Bright Apartment.
In a room with good lighting.
Calvados put down his luggage and looked at the clean and tidy house. He came to his senses belatedly: This is a place where people live. What was the shabby thing in the previous room?
"It's because I've lived in a lot of bad places while on missions that I can tolerate that kind of hellish environment. If it were someone else, I'd have left long ago." Calvados muttered to himself:
"So, what happened last night can be considered a blessing in disguise. Otherwise, I would probably still be squeezed in that room, fighting all kinds of 'paranormal phenomena'."
He shook his head, lay down on the bed, stretched, and prepared to have a good sleep.
But at this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room, and a guest came.
Calvados: “…”
He really wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, and at the same time he made a "Do Not Disturb" sign to hang on the door all year round to block out all unnecessary social troubles.
But thinking rationally, he had just moved in, so there must be various water and electricity procedures to be handed over. As an outlaw who needed to hide his true occupation, he didn't want to become conspicuous because of his eccentricity.
After a brief moment of hesitation, the organizational cadre, who just wanted to live a peaceful life, had to get up from the bed and walk over to open the door like an ordinary citizen who had just moved.
I looked down and saw that the person knocking on the door was indeed the elderly landlord.
However, unlike what was expected, the other party did not hand over a stack of contracts and a list of notes.
The landlady just smiled and said, "Have you put away your luggage? Come sit in my living room. Your friends are here to visit you."
"Someone is here to see me?" Calvados' eyes lit up, and the beautiful image of Vermouth appeared in his mind.
But soon, he realized something and felt something was wrong: he had not had time to send the new address to the goddess, so she should not know this place.
And by the same token, except for the guys in logistics, no one knew that he was living here...so what kind of "guest" would suddenly come to visit him?
A sense of crisis came over him, and Calvados's hand quietly reached for his pocket, but then put it down dejectedly.
He could only clench his fists as a weapon and looked at the landlord in front of him suspiciously: "Who is visiting me?"
The landlady smiled and said, "Mr. Mao Li and Jiang Xia, are you surprised?"
Calvados: “…”
Calvados: “???”
…
One minute later.
The organizational cadre, who felt a dull pain in his shoulder, followed the old landlord to the living room and peeked inside.
As he looked up, he happened to meet Jiang Xia's eyes. The famous detective sitting next to the coffee table raised his hand and waved at him, looking happy to see a friend.
Calvados wanted to observe secretly, but he was discovered as soon as he arrived.
He simply walked out and looked at the ghosts on the sofa: "...How did you know I live here?"
Kogoro Maori laughed, strode over, and handed the bouquet in his hand to the hero with a distorted face.
Then he explained: "We planned to visit you in the hospital, but when we got there we found out that you had been discharged. We had no choice but to go back home. Halfway there, we happened to run into the landlord I knew before. We chatted and found out that you had actually moved here - what a coincidence, this must be fate."
Calvados: “…” I don’t know why, but I get a headache whenever I hear the word “what a coincidence” lately.
But if you think about it carefully, the hospital, Jiang Xia's home and this apartment are almost on the same line, so this reason doesn't sound made up.
"Come on, come on, sit down. You're still injured." The landlady enthusiastically helped Calvados to the table. "I thought you were injured in a fight with someone, but I didn't expect you to be the unsung hero in the news. It's a blessing for us landlords to have such a caring tenant like you."
Calvados: “…” I have a headache whenever I hear the word “hero” lately… Could it be that the problem is not the word, but my head?
Surrounded by the enthusiastic crowd, he was inexplicably pushed to sit on the sofa.
The old lady was not stingy and brought a whole watermelon on a tray. Maori Kogoro looked at this good dessert and the new apartment and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that this place has changed so much after more than ten years."
The landlady looked at her property proudly and said, "You came at the right time. This building was just completed this spring. If you had rented this house when you were in school, you wouldn't have defaulted on the contract and ran away six months in advance."
Maori Kogoro was embarrassed: "Haha, you have a good memory." He couldn't help it, at that time he really felt that the house was going to collapse...
Fortunately, the landlady did not care about this little thing. She picked up the knife and chopped the watermelon in half under the trembling gaze of Maori Kogoro. Then she cut the watermelon into small pieces and neatly arranged them on the tray.
Conan glanced at Calvados and asked the landlady as if nothing had happened: "Is Mr. Yamaguchi the only resident of this house?" - Could there be a few accomplices of the organization hiding there?
Landlady: "Yes, my children are all out of town. Apart from the newcomer Mr. Yamaguchi, I only have one grandson living with me."
"Grandson?" Conan calculated the age and found that the old lady's grandchildren should be almost adults and have the ability to commit crimes. He pretended to be innocent like a child and asked with great interest, "Which elementary school does he go to? Can I play with him?"
The old lady was amused, and followed Conan's topic to talk about her grandson: "Little friend, my Ah Zhen is not the same age as you - he is almost finishing college."
Maori Kogoro asked curiously: "Which university?"
The old lady smiled proudly: "Just like his father, he was admitted to Shangnan University... Alas, it's a pity that my son passed away early and was not able to witness the scene of Ah Zhen being admitted to his alma mater."
As they chatted, the landlady remembered something and became a little worried: "Come to think of it, Ah Zhen has been frowning lately. He didn't say anything when I asked him. So..."
She suddenly turned to look at Jiang Xia, put the biggest piece of watermelon in front of him, and said with a smile: "So I wanted to ask someone to check what happened to him. I didn't expect that I would meet you guys just after this idea came up - I heard that little Jiang Xia is a great detective, how about I give this commission to you?"
Conan: “…” Not so good - what if your grandson is a member of that organization, and he is worried because he is about to go on a mission with "Mr. Yamaguchi", then wouldn't Jiang Xia, who is investigating this matter, be in trouble?
(End of this chapter)
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