Chapter 3148 3160 [Capital]
Hattori Heiji couldn't help but mutter after hearing this: "What rules? Don't you think there are gangs on the seaside?"
Conan quickly kicked him from under the table: What are you yelling about! What if there are members of the Black Organization lying in ambush nearby and hear this?
Hattori Heiji realized that he had said something wrong, so he quickly picked up a piece of kelp with chopsticks, covered his mouth with it and pretended to chew it.
Just at this time, the main dishes were served one after another.
After Jiang Xia and his friends finished their meal, they wiped their mouths leisurely and began to enjoy the restaurant's signature desserts and some cold dishes as snacks.
While eating, Suzuki Sonoko glanced secretly at the next table.
The man in the red vest noticed her gaze and snorted, "Why are you doing this sneakily? If you want to see, just look openly. You don't think we are bad people and that Huang Juan is a good guy. To tell you the truth, every time that guy goes fishing, he actually uses a trawl net to catch all the fish, big and small. He has no moral integrity at all!
“All the fish nearby were uprooted by this nasty outsider, and he even started a fish farming business. Of course, our local fishermen are out of work.
"But how can we just swallow this anger? Does this guy think that we don't use trawl nets because we don't know how to use them? He is draining the pond to catch all the fish! If he continues like this, the ecology here will be in chaos sooner or later!
"He will just walk away and continue to cause trouble somewhere else. But where can we fishermen who have lived by the sea for generations go?"
The man in the red vest raised his head and gulped down a mouthful of wine: "That's why we planned to make things clear with that old man Huang Juan before that... Although the ecology has been almost destroyed by him now."
"This..." Although I don't know much about ecological regulations, this practice does sound wrong. "Is there no one to take care of him?"
"Of course not." Another voice came from the door. This time, it was the slightly fat man in the blue vest during the day. He smiled at everyone and said, "Although there are laws to control it in theory, in actual implementation, those laws are in name only, so Huang Juan dares to act recklessly."
As he spoke, he walked to the table, pulled out a stool and sat down.
The red vest poured him a glass of wine and complained, "You're a little too late."
"You came too early." The man in the blue vest laughed and tapped the dial on his wrist. "Didn't we meet at eight o'clock? Look, it's exactly eight o'clock now."
Red Vest took a look and found that it was true.
So he didn't ask any more questions, and instead asked, "Where's Shinji? Why didn't he come with you? Didn't he swear to give that Araki guy a good scolding? Don't run away from the battlefield."
Red vest took a sip of wine, "He went to visit his father's grave. He said he would be late."
"Hmm?" Hattori Heiji's ears perked up, and he caught the key words, "Grave sweeping?"
"Yes." Red Vest had just chatted with the people at this table for a while. When he heard their questions, he said casually, "To be honest, today is the anniversary of the death of several of our fathers."
Hattori Heiji: "..." I've seen many death anniversaries, including many father's death anniversaries... But what about "the death anniversaries of your fathers"? Could it be that they really died on the same day of the same month of the same year?
After a brief moment of confusion, he suddenly realized something: "Your fathers should also be fishermen, could it be that something happened to the fishing boat?"
Under monitoring.
When Vodka heard this, his eyes twitched slightly: It’s begun, Uzo’s stage is about to begin again.
"I'm free anyway, so I might as well open a market." After hesitating for a moment, he silently clicked on the Passersby Mutual Aid Association, "I just gave away some small black coins, it's time to collect some. In addition..."
In addition, the incident of almost falling into the hands of the police last night has left this vigilant organizational cadre with lingering fears.
“While there is no solid evidence to suggest that Uzo knew I was the voyeur, there is also no evidence to suggest that he didn’t know.
"In theory, this exposure may have nothing to do with technology. It's just that Uzo set a trap for me to jump into, and then used the police's technology. But..."
But what if?
"In this case, why not just open the Passerby Mutual Aid Club and let everyone come and watch." Vodka nodded slightly, "This will distract Wuzo's attention, and it will also be possible to test whether my Passerby Mutual Aid Club has been exposed..."
…
Not long after, a piece of fresh news quietly refreshed on the mobile phones of different people.
Curacao had already arrived in Okinawa and checked into the booked hotel.
Suddenly she noticed something was happening at the Passersby Mutual Aid Club. Without having time to dry her freshly washed hair, she immediately clicked on the video synchronized with Vodka to check it out.
"Is Uzo still in Izu?" Curacao glanced at the napkin with the hotel logo on it and quickly understood the location of the surveillance camera.
Looking at Uzo in the picture, and thinking about how far away he was physically from himself at this moment, Curacao couldn't help but smile, and the haze in his heart quietly dissipated.
"Rum finally did something human." Curacao sighed, "But from his perspective, this should be called 'relaxing in moderation', and it's just part of that damn 'honey trap'."
While secretly complaining about his boss, Curacao opened his laptop.
She split the screen into two, with one side playing real-time synchronized surveillance, and the other side playing the replay provided by Vodka - starting from when Jiang Xia entered the store.
"Vodka didn't even set up a column for the dead this time. Oh, I was thinking of voting for Mr. Arai... It seems the answer is too obvious, and Vodka has determined that there is no room for betting." Curacao, wearing a bath towel and lying on the bed with a computer, did not even blow dry his hair. He frowned and analyzed the situation carefully.
At the same time, she picked up her mobile phone, opened her collection cabinet and took a look - including the three life-saving coins she had just got from Vodka not long ago, there were a total of six silver coins, quietly floating in the deep black background.
“I have accumulated so much without realizing it.”
Curacao's mood became better. She felt as if she had never been so rich. She touched the screen with her fingertips, and the silver coins actually changed the direction of rotation with her touch.
"Some useless updates have been added... But that's not important. What's important is how to use these 6 small black coins to win back 60 coins, or even more."
While imagining the scene at that time, she turned her gaze back to the laptop screen, and then, with the concentration of doing a task, she carefully analyzed the movements and words of everyone in the picture.
"Although there are no signs yet, soon, Mr. Aramaki will probably collapse while holding his throat during a dinner party."
Curacao moved closer to the screen: "Let me see who did the poisoning..."
(End of this chapter)
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