Māori Detective Agency

\"Bad luck, it's really bad luck, saving money but I ran into a cash truck being robbed, so I didn't eat lunch.\" Maori shouted while eating Xiaolan's cooked dinner and drinking beer.

"And Conan, the boy, dinner is ready, but he doesn't know where to go.\" Maori took another sip of beer.

\"Dad, I just called Conan, and he said he was staying at Dr. Asasa tonight, so he won't be coming back.\" Xiaolan came out of the kitchen, took a plate of vegetables on the table, and then took off her apron and replied.

"Hmph, I've bought so many vegetables, and I'll eat them myself if no one eats them.\" Maori took a sip of beer dissatisfied, then picked up the vegetables with chopsticks, and then put them in his mouth and chewed them.

\"En, it tastes good.\" Maori commented while eating.

\"Hehe...\" Xiaolan smiled and said nothing, she knew that this was just another kind of concern for others, duplicitous care.

2-chome 22, Yonka-cho

Dr. Asasa's house

"Is there anything wrong with my reasoning?\" Conan recounted the events of the day, and then said that he suspected Mr. Kishii, the cash carrier, and Ms. Masami, the bank clerk.

\"Have you already started to act?\" Xiaobai did not answer Conan's question, but thought about something.

\"Well, what do you think?\" Conan asked, looking at Xiaobai.

\"According to what you said, it is true that any kind of idea is possible.\" Xiaobai replied with a smile.

"Either way, it's just a guess on your part, and not evidence.and, even if one of the possibilities is true, it still revolves around a question.\" Xiaobai continued.

\"Evidence.\" Conan responded.

\"Yes, no matter what you do, if there is no evidence, you can't be convicted.\" Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders and replied.

\"Okay Shinichi, we'll talk about it later, and the police will take care of these things.It's dinner time now, let's get ready to eat.\" The doctor brought a few dishes from the kitchen and put them on the living room table, and called out to Conan.

\"Hmm...\" Conan nodded, and walked to the table.

\"Well, it just tastes good.\" Conan thought as he ate.

Night falls, when everyone is already asleep.

\"Well, Kishii, Masami Hirota...\" Xiaobai turned on the computer and, as usual, collected the information he needed.

\"It seems that the other party has already started to act.\"After writing down all the information you need to know.\"Xiaobai turned off the computer, the curvature of the corners of his mouth went up slightly.At the same time, his expression had an indescribable feeling.

That feeling... It seems to be... Excited?

A few days later

\"Sure enough, as I thought, two of the three people involved in the robbery of the cash truck have died, and only the last one remains.\" Xiaobai took out a chocolate from his pocket and put it in his mouth, feeling the chocolate melting, while also looking at a certain room in an apartment not far away, and there was where Masami Hirota lived.

"I don't know what you're going to do.\" Xiaobai whispered a nonsensical sentence.

Well, let's move back in time.

Akemi returned home from work as usual, and after pouring herself a glass of water, her gaze shifted to the table as she prepared to go to the bedroom.

"Hmm...\" Looking at the things on the table that didn't belong to her, Akemi was stunned.

"This...\" waited for Akemi to walk to the table, picked up the walkie-talkie, put down the water glass, and looked around for something.

"Don't be so nervous.\" A man's voice came over the intercom.

"Who are you?" Akemi stopped and asked aloud into the walkie-talkie, as she continued to search for something.

"Don't be so nervous, you don't have bugs in your house.Of course, there's no micro-hole camera or anything like that.\" The man on the walkie-talkie replied in a non-compliant response.

Akemi doesn't say anything.

\"Oh, by the way, should I call you Masami Hirota, or should I call you another name?\" asked Masami, the male reader on the walkie-talkie.

\"What do you mean by that?\" Akemi asked with a frown.

\"Actually, I just want to say, do you want to communicate with me as Masami Hirota or do you want to communicate with me under another name.\" A voice came from the other side.

\"Who the hell are you?\" Masami continued.

To be honest, this can't help but make Masami nervous.You know, if everything that happens now is known to the people of that organization, then her plan will all be ruined.Although, she doesn't have much confidence in that plan herself.

"A person who can help you.\" came over the intercom.

...

\"Sure enough, I found this place.\" Looking at Conan not far away running upstairs with a solar skateboard, Xiaobai whispered.

...

\"Help me?I don't need your help.\" Masami heard the other party's answer and directly refused.

"Don't be so nervous, Akemi...\" Not far from Masami's accommodation building, Xiaobai seemed to hear the other party's heartbeat seem to be faster, and at the same time shook his head, shrugged his shoulders and said.

\"You... Who the hell are you?\" Hearing the other party's name, there was a tremor in Masami's voice.

\"You just need to know that I'm not your enemy.I'll make a long story short about what follows.\" Xiaobai took a chocolate out of his pocket and put it in his mouth.

"According to the style of the organization, there is no doubt that the two people you hired will be killed.Of course, you are no exception.\" Xiaobai said as he thought.

"Bang...\" The sound of an object falling to the ground sounds.

...

"This is it.\" Conan looked at the plaque of "Hirota" hanging next to the door of room 503, looking for something as he spoke.

As if he had seen something, Conan picked up the flower pot in front of the door, and then picked up the key pressed inside.

...

\"You... What the hell do you know?\" Masami sat down on the floor as if she had lost her strength, then picked up the walkie-talkie and asked.

\"To be honest, I don't know much, but I won't have less.\" Xiaobai leaned against the wall, indifferent in reply.

\"...\" Hearing the other party's answer, Masami didn't speak, as if she was thinking about something.

As for Xiaobai on the other side, he is also not talking.

...

"How could this socket be hidden behind the desk?" Conan looked around after entering the room, then walked over to a desk and looked at the socket blocked by the table.

\"Could it be...\" As if thinking of something, Conan pushed the table away and unplugged the socket cover.

\"Sure enough.\" A bunch of keys fell out of the socket.

...

\"Okay, now can you tell me which identity you want to communicate with me?\" Xiaobai said into the walkie-talkie.

\"Is there a difference in what identity?\" Masami asked, shaking her head.

"Well, of course there is a difference.one is the identity of an ordinary college student, the other is the identity of an organization, and they know different things.\" Xiaobai replied.

"I don't know much about the organization.\" After a long silence, Masami spoke.

\"I know.\" Xiaobai said amazingly.

\"...\" Masami's pupils narrowed when she heard this.

\"That... You...\" Akemi's voice trembled, and she couldn't even speak clearly.She didn't know, what else did the other party know.Moreover, since she knew that she didn't know about the organization, what did the other party want?

\"Let's not talk about this for now, you pay attention these days, maybe a child will come to your house.\" Xiaobai said.

"Well, who is it?" asked Masami.

\"You should be familiar with it, his name is... Conan.\" Xiaobai replied.

\"He?\" Masami was stunned.

\"It's better if he won't come, and if he does, there's a gift I gave you on the table.\" Xiaobai said with a smile.

...

\"Huh?\" Conan, who seemed to sense something, turned back suddenly.

"Uh...\" Conan felt a pain in the back of his neck and collapsed.

Masami looked at Conan, who had passed out, and turned around to leave.

\"Ya... Miss Masami.\" After not taking a few steps, Masami listened to the voice behind her, then turned around.

\"No, if you go, you'll be killed.\" Conan said, sitting on the ground and looking at Masami.

\"Thank you, but I have to go, Conan.\" Masami walked up to Conan, crouched down and hugged Conan.Then, Conan felt like a pinprick in the back of his neck.Then, a wave of drowsiness hit.

"Let's get a good night's sleep.\" Carrying Conan into his bedroom, then taking off his glasses and covering the quilt, Masami looked at the sleeping Conan and turned to leave.