"The crime is calling me again..."

After getting in the taxi, Moori Kogoro raised his head and laughed and said, "Call my detective Kogoro Moori."

The laughter suddenly came, and just as excited, Mouri Kogoro suddenly turned around and said loudly to Mouriran who was sitting on the side: "Why are you sitting in the car?"

"Because this kid came up by himself!" Mao Lilan responded loudly without showing any weakness.

Only then did Mouri Kogoro find Xie Chen sitting between them, so he said, "Who is this guy!"

Mao Lilan immediately protected Xie Chen and said, "It's a child of Dr. A Li's relative."

"Don't hinder my work, get off the car immediately!"

"Impossible! This is a highway."

The reason Xie Chen followed up was because on the one hand he did not want to be alone with Mao Lilan, on the other hand, it was really out of boredom, and also because he wanted to see how much load this body can bear.

In the course of the argument between the father and daughter, the taxi reached the destination, a villa with a courtyard on the edge of the city.

When a middle-aged man named Kohei Fujimoto saw Kogoro Mouri, he immediately took out a photo of her daughter and said: "The kidnapped child is my only daughter, Akiko Tani, who is ten years old this year. Aso, my housekeeper, once saw it with his own eyes. Prisoner."

Butler Aso, an old man with eyes, was standing behind Fujimoto Akira.

After Kogoro Moori took the photo, before he waited to speak, Xie Chen suddenly said, "How was the situation when he was kidnapped?"

"Huh?" Akira Fujimoto was stunned, then looked at Xie Chen and said, "Who is this kid?"

"It's nothing, it's a friend." Mouri Kogoro turned around and said, "Xiao Lan, please take care of this kid."

Then, to the key named Aso standing behind Fujimoto Kohei: "Then, Mr. Aso, would you please elaborate on the situation at that time."

Butler Aso said: "At that time, the lady came back from school and was playing in the yard, and then a man in black appeared from the corner of the yard."

As if recalling what happened at that time, the butler Aso paused for a while, then continued.

"The man in black said, tell your host that if you want to get your daughter back, you will close the company for a month. Of course, if you want to call the police, your daughter will be dead. After saying these things, the prisoner will climb up. Pine tree ran away."

"What about the characteristics of that man?" Xie Chen, who had just been led away by Mao Lilan, ran over and asked.

Butler Aso said, "I have bad eyes and can't see clearly."

"What a headache."

In the face of Xie Chen who was always interrupting, Kogoro Mouri finally slammed Xie Chen on the top of the head with an unbearable punch, but he hit nothing...

Xie Chen seemed to have eyes on the top of his head. Just before Moori Kogoro's fist was about to hit him, he retreated half a step backwards, rubbing his fist against the tip of his nose, and Moori Kogoro fell over. Go down.

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Mao Lilan immediately hugged Xie Chen. Because the hug was too tight, his chest was close to Xie Chen's back and said, "No, Xie Chen, don't hinder my father from doing things."

Feeling the softness on his back, Xie Chen curled his lips and didn't say anything.

Kogoro Mouri said, "By the way, did other people hear the prisoner's voice or something strange?"

"No." At this time, the housekeeper standing by said: "Apart from hearing Mr. Aso yelling, the young lady was taken away, nothing was heard."

"Only Mr. Aso has seen the prisoner." Kogoro Mouri put his chin in his hand and said in thought, "Then, judging from the other party's request, the prisoner should be a member of the chairman's hostile company."

Akira Fujimoto gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, in addition to this request, he actually needs money."

"Money?" Hearing Fujimoto Kohei say this, the butler Aso immediately panicked.

Fujimoto Akira angrily said: "Just now, someone called and asked me to prepare the used banknotes, 300 million yuan."

Butler Aso took a breath, and said as if defensively: "Master, could it be that you made a mistake."

Fujimoto Kohei said: "Stop long-winded, you shut up!"

Kogoro Mouri said: "After your company is closed, what are the profitable companies?"

Fujimoto Kohei replied: "Kakuhong Shoji handle, Yotsui product, or..."

Xie Chen glanced at the housekeeper Aso thoughtfully, wondering about his abnormality just now.

He was once the top killer in the world, and he wandered on the brink of life and death almost every day. Without a cool head and excellent reasoning ability, he would never have lived until now.

Xie Chen walked slowly to the cherry blossom trees in the yard, stepping on the pink football Gu Jingzi played before being kidnapped, thinking to himself.

"Why do prisoners come to their homes to kidnap them? Isn't it easier to arrest people on the way to and from school? Moreover, being seen by others is too careless."

Thinking of this, Xie Chen kicked the football lightly, cushioning it with his knees and toes.

A truly perfect killer needs to be familiar with many things, especially for a killer like Xie Chen who is accustomed to disguise. Often things like marksmanship, fighting, and stealth are still the next thing. Many times he needs to play a completely different person perfectly. Appeared in different places.

As the best killer, from aristocrats to beggars, he can convert perfectly. He knows philosophy, tasting wine, can comment on current affairs, knows all kinds of musical instruments, is proficient in mechanical physics, various types of sports, dabbles in medicine and is proficient in poisons. .

He can change his appearance, change his voice, change his appearance into anyone's appearance, become anyone's voice, and even become a perfect woman.

In order to survive, no one can imagine how much struggle he has experienced and how much training he has undergone.

From the toes to the knees, to the top of the head, this kind of almost perfect ball is difficult even for professional players. If you don't become a killer, you can definitely achieve higher achievements in the field of football.

At this moment, Mao Lilan stood aside blankly, looking at everything in front of him. He was obviously a seven-year-old child, but he played football so skillfully. This can no longer be explained by talent. ..

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