Chapter 392: New Commission from Maori Office
Chapter 392: New Commission from Maori Office
—————May 26, 10:30 a.m.——————
—————Tokyo area, Mori Office——————
"Even if you say so, I don't know where that kid is."
"And what do you want from him?"
Uncle Maori put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at the visitor with some confusion.
He calls himself a famous detective from Kansai, the Hattori of Kansai and the Kudo of Kanto...
To be honest, he used to see reports about Kudo Shinichi in newspapers often.
But I have no impression of the name Hattori Heiji. Is it a self-proclaimed title?
The Shinigami elementary school student quietly peeked into the room and set his sights on Hattori Heiji.
Although he had heard Xiang Yuan talk about this guy's purpose of coming to Tokyo yesterday afternoon.
But I didn't expect that they would actually come here, how strange...
As a detective, is there a distinction between first and second?
(Whether it is detective work or reasoning, there is no distinction between high and low, upper and lower.)
(No matter what method is used to verify, there is only one final truth.)
(And if you come to me in such a high-profile manner, will the Black Organization find out?)
Conan thought of the Black Organization's extreme behavior of blowing up Silver Star in anger.
He couldn't help but frown. Even though Hattori Heiji had a special identity and was targeted by the Black Organization...
It is not certain that you can get away with it unscathed, after all, those guys never care who they kill.
(I am called the "Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei Era" and the "Savior of the Japanese Police"...)
(I am afraid that the members of the Black Organization will pay special attention to me, and people related to me may be attacked.)
(In this case, we have to find a way to keep Hattori Heiji, who calls himself the Great Detective of Kansai, away from Tokyo...)
The Elementary School Student of Death is still thinking about how to make Hattori Heiji retreat.
Gin, who was far away in another country, suddenly sneezed.
There was a sudden look of hostility on his face, and he adjusted the parameters of the sniper scope again.
(If it wasn't for getting rid of this guy, how could I have stayed here for two days?)
(I’m actually feeling a bit like catching a cold right now… How annoying.)
Of course, he never imagined that the reason he sneezed was because someone he had long forgotten was talking about him.
As a powerful thug of the Black Organization, Gin has killed quite a lot of people.
He had long since stopped remembering the faces and names of the people he had killed.
There’s no way the dead can be resurrected anyway, and even if they do come back to life… it’ll be the same if you kill them again.
"This time, I'll set up three snipers at the same time. Let me see if one more can run away..."
The sniper scope flickered.
Brush it——————
"...Preliminary preparations? I see."
The sniper with long hair turned off the communicator.
Performing routine gun maintenance, he looked out the window and squinted his eyes.
That is the building of the largest automobile company in Beika Town.
Pulling his black knitted hat down slightly, the sniper closed the curtains.
[Have I told you before? There is a special ingredient in the wine that can temporarily change you back. ]
[But I don’t remember the name of the wine very clearly, is it Moutai or Laobai Gan…]
[Well, in short, I suggest you try both. One of them will work. ]
[By the way, when I separated from Hattori Heiji, I reminded him that Uncle Mori likes to drink...]
[As expected, the wine he brought was the kind that could temporarily negate the effects of your medication.]
The words that he said to Genkou yesterday suddenly flashed through Conan's mind.
While Hattori Heiji was negotiating with Uncle Mori with a smile on his face.
As expected, he took out a well-packaged bottle of famous wine from his bag.
(Shigan wine...? Drinking this will negate the effect of that medicine? Is this true?)
(After drinking a little, the uncle will get drunk anyway, so if I try a little, the uncle won’t notice, right?)
Hattori Heiji glanced around.
You can take in everything in the Maori office and get a rough impression of it.
Although the hedgehog-haired guy said that Kogoro Mouri only looks unreliable, he is actually very powerful.
But now that I've seen it in person, it doesn't seem like a big deal.
You can't say that the "Sleeping Detective" has to really fall asleep before he can reason normally, right?
That kind of thing is outrageous no matter how you think about it. If it really happened, I'm afraid there must be someone involved.
For example, using an anesthetic needle to knock out Kogoro Mouri, and then using some voice-changing technique to deduce behind his back... The Kansai Detective suddenly looked at Conan who was peeking at the door of the room.
"Hey, little brother, why are you staring at the white wine I brought?"
"Want to drink something? You may not be old enough, but it should be okay to drink a little."
"After all, the guy who sold me the wine said that Baigan wine can cure colds and strengthen the body!"
(How can alcohol possibly improve health? Who did this guy hear that from?)
Conan secretly complained in his heart.
But he remained calm on the surface, and spoke with starry eyes.
"Big brother, is that true? I saw you drinking before..."
"I'm also curious about the taste of this drink and want to try it!"
Hearing this, Uncle Maori raised his eyebrows.
Doesn't this brat usually run away when he smells alcohol?
Why do you look like you want to drink now?
"It's okay to drink a little. You'll have to drink when you grow up anyway."
"Oh, by the way, Detective Maori, what commissions have you been taking recently?"
"I haven't been to a detective agency in Tokyo yet, so I'd like to check it out."
The great detective of Kansai discussed detective matters with Kogoro Mori with a smile.
In a blink of an eye, Uncle Maori forgot about the wine.
Seeing this, Conan immediately stepped forward and took the box of Baigan liquor.
I unpacked it quickly and was about to use Uncle Maori's wine opener to open the bottle cap.
The door was opened.
"…Why are you holding the wine, Conan?"
Ran Mouri blinked and looked at Conan who was holding a bottle of wine in the room.
At this moment, the Death Elementary School Student froze in place, looking quite at a loss.
At this time, a woman wearing a brown coat and sunglasses walked in from behind Mao Lilan.
To be honest, Tsujimura Kimie had some expectations for the famous Mori Office.
But after she saw the child holding a bottle of wine, the Maori uncle with a rather abstract smile, and an African man wearing a hat, the last bit of her imagination disappeared——————
"The operation of your firm is really special."
"Ms. Lan, I feel that... you are the most reliable person in this firm."
Taking off his sunglasses, Kimie Tsujimura revealed his face.
As a middle-aged woman in her fifties, her maintenance is relatively good.
However, this is only for people of the same age group.
If Vermouth is excluded.
"Uh, may I ask, are you... here for a commission?"
Uncle Mori looked at Tsujimura Kimie and glanced at Hattori Heiji out of the corner of his eye.
He was just saying that the commissions he usually received were big cases like theft and murder.
It would be bad if the person who came to him for the commission asked him to find a cat or a dog or something.
The image he just created is about to be destroyed!
"Let me be clear, as a famous detective I won't accept small commissions like finding cats and dogs."
(In other words, would Kogoro Maori, who is not a famous detective, accept such a small commission?)
Hattori Heiji turned his head with interest and looked at the disguised middle-aged woman.
Sure enough, it was a good decision to come to Tokyo. Even if I didn’t find Kudo Shinichi, interesting events continued to happen.
I feel like... this person also has some special secret.
(End of this chapter)