"Robberies, kidnappings, murders... Really, there seems to be more and more crime lately. ”

On this day, walking on the way out of school, Conan crossed his hands behind his head and complained to Kaedehara beside him.

"yes, and it seems like you can touch it."

“… Don't talk about me like a disaster," Conan glanced at Kaedehara angrily, "Don't forget that you're me, too—besides, I wasn't there for yesterday's bank robbery." ”

“… A bank robbery? Kaedehara's footsteps paused.

"Yes, a billion yuan was robbed of Rice Flower Bank, and I only heard from Uncle Maori this morning."

"Are you there?"

“… Didn't I just say I wasn't there," Conan glanced at Kaede Yuan inexplicably, "And yesterday we went on a treasure hunt with those little ghosts, you won't even forget about this, right?" ”

After a pause, Conan glanced at Kaedehara suspiciously: "Sick?" ”

“… No. It's just a little distracted. Kaedehara said, "I'm thinking about what to eat at night." ”

Ayumi was going out with her parents after school this afternoon, so the Junior Detective Corps broke up early.

Seeing that it was still early for dinner, Conan followed Kaedehara to Dr. Asasa's house to see if there were any freshly baked inventions.

The result was yes, but only half.

"Prisoner tracking glasses?" Conan looked at Dr. Asasa in some surprise.

"That's right!"

"I say, Doctor, what do you think I'm wearing now?" Conan pointed to his glasses.

Really, Kaedehara doesn't seem to be in a state, and the doctor doesn't seem to be in a state, and I don't know what's wrong...

"This is an improved version!" Dr. Asasa triumphantly relieved Conan's doubts, "In the past, your tracking glasses could only track their respective transmitters. However, it has been improved so that as long as any of you place the transmitter, both glasses can be tracked. ”

"All it takes is a gentle tap here," the doctor said, gesturing to the frame on the right side of his glasses, "to switch tracking targets." ”

"Oh! That's good, Doctor. ”

Conan agreed.

In this case, if you encounter a guy like Tequila again, it will be easier for him or the one who is not present in Kaedehara to track down.

"And," the doctor continued, "with a quick triple click, you can open the transmitter inside the glasses and let another pair of glasses track it down!" How's that, I'm amazing, right? Hahaha! ”

Dr. Asa smirked as Conan took the new glasses from the doctor's hand with a black line on his face.

Conan took one look at it, changed it, and casually dropped his old glasses on the table.

When Dr. Asa was quiet, Conan made a few more requests to see if the doctor could make it, and planned to return to Xiaolan's house for dinner.

"I'll go too." Kaedehara also got up.

Conan was a little surprised, Kaedehara rarely went to eat on the days when Xiaolan needed to go to school.

"The Doctor has been ordering fried chicken for delivery for days on end." Kaedehara explained.

"Because the new store is so delicious." Dr. Asa said embarrassedly.

Nowadays, the delivery industry is not well developed, and most of them are delivered by store employees or distillery employees who work a lot of jobs, so if you only order one, it is fine, but if you order two, it will not only be too troublesome but also exceed the budget.

Conan threw a "pay attention to the body" look at Dr. Asasa and went to the Maori Detective Agency with Kaedehara.

Uncle Maori didn't mind, after all, Kaedehara rarely came.

Compared with Conan, who is there every day, Uncle Maori feels that Kaedehara's 10 million living expenses are worth it.

Xiaolan looked very happy.

She had always felt that the child was a little unclose to her, which made her feel that it was the first step for the child to open up.

……

After the meal, just when Uncle Maori felt a little bored, a commission came to the door.

The client is a rustic girl with double braids and big, thick round glasses, but despite this, she also gives people a very cute feeling.

"Please, Mr. Detective," she said anxiously, clasping her hands to her chest and leaning over Uncle Maori, "help me find my father!" ”

"Well... Good. ”

The girl looked about the same age as his daughter, and she looked pitiful, and Uncle Maori suddenly relented.

Xiaolan couldn't help but stand aside and listened worriedly.

So are Conan and Kaedehara.

"My dad came to Tokyo to look for a job," the girl who called herself Masami Hirota explained the situation to Uncle Mori, "but I haven't heard from him for a long time." He also quit his job at the taxi company, and I asked the police to look for it, but they couldn't find it..."

"That's why you came to me," Uncle Maori continued.

"Yes, I took a leave of absence from school and came from Yamagata (prefecture)..."Masami Hirota said in a low tone, "There is no other way than to ask the detective." ”

School... Sure enough, he and Xiaolan are the same age.

Uncle Maori thought to himself and responded, "Understood." I accept your commission! ”

When the commission was entrusted, it officially entered the link of discussing the details.

Masami Hirota took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Uncle Maori, the photo showed a middle-aged man holding a cat in his arms and smiling, "This is my father, Kenzo Hirota," Masami Hirota said, "He is 1.7 meters tall and 48 years old this year." ”

"Who is this cat?"

"That's my father's cat, and his name is [Fast]. Dad likes cats very much, and he also has three cats: [Emperor], [Hao], and [Wang]..."

Uncle Maori asks about the specifics, but Conan loses interest in the commission.

Catching cheating and finding someone are the two things that Uncle Maori is best at, and they are also the skills that Uncle relies on to survive. On both of these points, Conan even felt that Uncle Maori might not be below him... After all, the uncle is really experienced.

Conan then drifted into obscurity, remembering that he hadn't tried a new tracking glasses yet.

"Hey, Kaedehara," Conan whispered, "have you tried the new tracking glasses?" ”

Kaedehara shook his head and continued to listen to the conversation between Uncle Maori and Masami Hirota.

Conan was a little surprised that Kaedehara was interested in such a boring event as finding someone, but after all, it was also something related to detectives, so he didn't think much about it.

So, he planned to quietly stick his transmitter on Xiaolan, and then asked Feng Yuan to see if it was useful when he went back.

Just do it when you think of it. While Xiaolan was pouring tea for Miss Masami Hirota, Conan sneaked over.

Then a slip of the foot pounced on Masami Hirota.

"Hey! Gremlin! Uncle Maori was dissatisfied.

Conan quickly got up and apologized, and by the way, he looked for the missing transmitter in his hand.

He soon discovered that the transmitter had accidentally been attached to the watch that Masami Hirota was wearing in his right hand.

Just as Conan was hesitating to take it back, Masami Hirota's tears couldn't help but drip down.

"Mom passed away when I was a kid... Dad is my only relative," Masami Hirota's voice trembled, and her eyes glistened with tears, "In case Dad has three long and two short, then I..."

She couldn't hold it anymore and covered her face and sobbed.