"The reason why she is resting is because during the mission, she was seriously injured in an accident on a motorcycle, and she is still in a coma and lives in a hospital. The FBI blocked the news, so no one knew what was going on with her. ”

Hattori blinked and wondered, "But, why are you looking for me?" ”

Conan put his hands in his pockets and looked at the stone pavement on the ground. seemed to be muttering to himself: "A while ago, I posted a photo on a certain website that was almost ten years ago, saying that I happened to photograph a woman who looked like Shui Wupian. In the background above is the Tsutenkaku Tower in Osaka. ”

Hattori also looked at the ground and responded, "So, that sister used to live in Osaka?" ”

"I'm not sure ...... yet," Conan said slowly, "However, as soon as something happened to Mizuno Mercy, a person who looked very similar to him appeared, and claimed that he had a sister similar to him before, isn't it strange?" ”

Heiji Hattori suddenly understood what Conan meant.

Perhaps the black-clad organization wanted to know about Shui Wurenna's current situation, and deliberately sent someone to disguise himself as his younger brother and mingle near the Maori detective she was familiar with.

In the name of looking for his sister, let people help find the hospital where Shui Wuxian was found, and then snatch her back.

But the only thing Conan couldn't figure out was how Eiyu Hondo had behaved so far.

The week after he transferred to Teidan High School, he visited the Māori office as an admirer of Māori detectives.

At that time, as soon as he entered the door, he tripped over the threshold and fell on the ground. Not only that, but he made mistakes and jokes in the office one after another, and it seemed that his unlucky physique was not pretended.

Is such a person really related to the Black Clothes Organization?

Thinking about it, Conan stopped, looked up and said, "Anyway, you can find Officer Otaki and ask him to secretly help investigate this matter." ”

"I see, it's on me!" Hattori smiled slyly, and his teeth were exceptionally fair against the dark skin.

……

In the afternoon, Satsuki and Amuro sorted out everything in the detective agency, and the living room that had once hosted countless guests instantly became empty and deserted.

Look at the past, and the gaze is not hindered by anything. Even the dust was not visible on the bare floor.

Amuro stood in the doorway, looking at the room, barely grinning.

It seems that you can still see the scenes of my former self and those clients talking about things, and the high moon who returned from school making tea next to him, or listening carefully.

But now it's all a phantom, a memory.

Feeling the unwillingness in his eyes and the bitterness at the corners of his mouth, Gao Yue patted him on the shoulder as if comforting.

"If you really like being a detective, you can help out at a Maori detective agency like I used to. His firm has a large number of customers, and there are many strange cases, which are many times more difficult than the cases received by this small detective agency. You will definitely be interested! ”

"That Maori detective......" Amuro rubbed his chin, as if hesitating.

Although Kogoro Mori's reputation is far and wide, and everyone regards him as the strongest detective in Japan, he always feels a little unreliable.

Three years ago, he had the privilege of passing by a Maori detective agency and meeting his master. At that time, he was deeply impressed by his languishing state and stubble-covered sloppiness.

At that time, no one in the detective agency cared about it, and many people thought he was a straw bag.

However, in just two years, he has become a famous Japanese detective and has gained fans from all walks of life.

He looked a little hesitant: "Hmm...... We'll talk about that later. Now not only do I have to protect you, but there are still a lot of things on the organization and the public security side, and I am overwhelmed by this detective agency, let alone such a large firm? ”

"Okay then."

Behind Satsuki's seemingly relaxed smile, he actually saw through Toru Amuro's thoughts.

No matter how much you refuse, you still have to pretend to be a disciple of Uncle Maori in the future~

⊙ω⊙

Amuro didn't notice the evil smile on her face, and said nonchalantly, "In the last few days, I feel as if the organization has moved, you must be careful." In order not to let Gin find out, we won't see each other in the next few days, so you should go back to the FBI quickly. ”

"yes, I see."

When Satsuki nodded, Toru Amuro had already taken the first step in order to hide people's eyes, leaving Satsuki standing alone at the door of the detective agency, reflecting the afterglow of the sunset.

Her hand ran into her bulging trouser pocket, and pulled out a cardboard card from inside.

That paper card was the invitation letter for "Detective Koshien" sent by the TV station a few days ago.

She glanced at her name written on the cover again, and her expression suddenly became solemn.

Then, clutching the corner of the envelope, she slowly looked up at Amuro's distant back.

"Sorry, Zero. This time, I have to go ......."

[March 14] at 12 a.m.

Pingji, Conan, and Xiaolan returned from the place of flower viewing. Because he met a monk from the temple on the top of the mountain at the cherry blossom festival that day, the monk told the strange thing that happened in the temple, and curiosity drove several people to go there to solve a case.

By the time things were done, it was already the early morning of the next day.

Although he knew that Hattori Heiji was going to leave for another place today, the transportation was inconvenient at this time, and he couldn't find a suitable hotel, so Kogoro directly drove Hattori Heiji and Toyama and Ye back to the office and let them stay here for a while.

Because the rooms on the second floor of the office are limited, after the division, there are three men in one room and two girls in one room.

A few hours later, when the sun rose overhead, Conan woke up naturally.

He crawled out of the futon, stretched, and subconsciously looked at his watch.

Unexpectedly, the hour hand on the dial pointed to nine, and the minute hand was just halfway there.

"Oops, I slept for ten hours!"

Shocked for less than half a second, he closed his hazy sleepy eyes again.

Forget it, so much happened yesterday, and it's too late to come back. Besides, it's a Sunday with a holiday......

Thinking about it, he glanced at the mattress beside him.

Kogoro slept darkly, but Hattori Heiji was nowhere to be found.

"Looks like Hattori they're gone......"

Conan, thinking about what happened yesterday and what he had asked Hattori Heiji, staggered to the bathroom, stood on a stool, and picked up a tube of toothpaste from the sink.

However, no matter how hard he pressed, the toothpaste could not be squeezed out.

"Damn, isn't it gone?" He complained half-open, unenergetic.

"Alright, mine for you." Suddenly, a man's voice came from beside him, and a new tube of toothpaste was handed to Conan.

Conan hadn't come back to his senses yet, and he took it directly into his hand. "Oh, thank you......"

Huh?

Only then did he realize who the owner of the voice was, and immediately looked to the side.

Heiji Hattori, wearing a dark blue vest, was standing next to him brushing his teeth.

"Why are you still here, didn't you say you would wake up early and leave?" Conan shouted.

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