At 6:30 in the afternoon, Mihuamachi, Mihua Station.

Because it is now the peak of work, there are a lot of passengers in the station, people come and go, very crowded.

In the crowd, Poben leaned against a pillar, holding a newspaper in his hand and watching it quietly.

Suddenly, the phone ringing, Bourbon sneaked a little, then took out the phone from the pocket of the clothes, took a look at the number above, and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Yu also."

"Zero, hello." On the other side of the phone, Feng Jianyu also said, "Are you leaving Tokyo now?"

"Oh, not yet." Bowen looked around and looked around. "I am waiting at the station now. Do you have anything?"

"Haha, no!"

The sound of Feng Jianyu seems to be in a good mood: "I just want to tell you, the bomb madness finally settled! At three o'clock this afternoon, the bomb mad appeared in the pedestrian bridge near the high school of Tedan. In the arrest of the police, he hid in the alley. As a result, the air conditioner outside the air was caught on the head. The whole head was broken. The forensic doctor also worked hard to fight his body for four hours. ”

Listening to the wind and seeing Yu, Boben’s eyes are slightly bright, and his face is smiling. “It’s so good! But can you be sure that the guy is the murderer? He shouldn’t be the scapegoat launched by the murderer. ?"

"This, he should be the murderer, that's right." Feng Jianyu also immediately replied, "After the bomb madness, we found his nest according to the clues, found a lot of explosives and tools to make bombs, and found seven Years ago, blackmail did not run out of cash and his photo with Hua Chuan Yu Xiang"

"In addition to this, we also investigated that the two of them are friends who have known each other since childhood, and the relationship is very good."

"Is it? In this way, the guy can also look at it." Bourbon sighed with emotion, and Matsuda’s figure appeared in his mind.

In any case, the purpose of his trip to Tokyo was finally achieved.

Well, it’s a shame that this encounter is so unbearable.

Although he has already retaliated, the scars that remain on him and in his heart are indelible.

Bourbon thought in the middle of his mind, and after chatting with the wind and seeing a few words, Feng Jianyu also said: "Okay, zero, I have other things to deal with, I hang up right, you are What time is the car?"

"At 6:45, the car is about to enter the station."

"Yes? Then I wish you a good trip!"

Feng Jianyu also said that he had hung up the phone. Boben waited for a while, and the tram bound for Kochi Prefecture finally stood by.

Boben sorted out the clothes, mixed in the passengers and got on the tram, sat awkwardly in his seat, looked at the platform outside the window, biting his teeth and secretly vowed:

"You wait, Akai Hide! I will be back!"

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Mihuamachi, Maori Detective Office.

Accompanied by "I am back", Xiaolan walked in with her bag and reached out to open the lamp. After seeing it, she found Uncle Maori sleeping on the table filled with beer cans, and could not help but brow, helplessly Heels the waist: "Really! The original father is inside him! How much wine did you drink in the end? It was so asleep, and there was a black light at night, I thought no one."

Xiao Lan squatted, and gently closed the door, took the bag to the living room on the third floor, and after turning around, he found Conan, could not help but hold his forehead: "Well, Conan is not at home. This is really nothing to worry about."

Xiaolan complained, and returned to the office on the second floor from the living room, went to the desk, and then reached out and pushed the Maori uncle:

"Hey! Dad! Wake up! Wake up!"

"Well?"

On the desk, the drunken Maori uncle woke up faintly, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and then smirked and asked: "This is not my baby daughter Xiaolan? Are you ready for dinner?"

"not yet!"

Xiaolan stood up with a brow and stared at the uncle Maori. "How do you drink this again?"

"Oh! I just drank a little bit." Uncle Maori was more drunk than a gesture. Xiaolan was speechless and looked at the pile of beer cans on his desk.

Ok, Dad, do you call this a little bit?

There are twenty beer cans on this table.

Xiaolan resisted the uncle's impulse and took a deep breath and asked: "Don't say this first, Dad, have you seen Conan?"

"Conan, haven't he gone home yet?" Uncle Maori paused, and then showed a smirk. "Okay, Xiaolan, don't worry about the little devil. He must have run somewhere again! You Would you like to go to dinner first? Your father is going to starve to death, and then help me make two appetizers. I have to drink two glasses after dinner."

What the hell! Drink it like this, do you still drink? !

You have to get in the tank directly!

Looking at his own dad, Xiaolan helped the brain to helplessly, knowing that from this drunkard dad, he couldn’t ask why he came, hatefully picked up the phone next to him, frowning: "Conan does not know." Have you brought his mobile phone, his mobile number is"

Xiao Lan thought, dialing the number of Conan

Tokyo, Japan, Ginza nightclub.

At seven o'clock in the evening, sporadic guests finally appeared in the nightclub.

For the nightclub industry, night is the beginning of the day, from this time to the early morning, is the official business hours.

In a private room in a nightclub, the lights in the room are dim, the TV is a blue screen, Conan is lying on the sofa and screaming, there are two beautiful women on the left and right sides, and then there is a serious and serious wilderness. .

The four graceful beautiful women looked at the blue screen TV and yawned and ate the fruit plate. From time to time, they also looked at the wild more than the wild, one by one.

In other words, when the ten and son Ms. Sang told them to entertain guests, they are all looking forward to it, but what is it now?

Why are they serving a six- or seven-year-old kid? Can this little child be hard?

Also, this man who is looking for them, is not afraid of a problem?

A group of beautiful women groaned inside, and suddenly they only heard the sound of "drops" in the private room.

Everyone was a glimpse, and then a beautiful woman sitting next to Conan reached out and fumbled, and took out the earring-style mobile phone from Conan’s body:

"This thing is ringing, is this a mobile phone?"