Go back to 2-chome.

Ye Gengyi asked Hui Yuan Ai to stay in the living room and wait for Conan and the doctor to come back, while he went back to the basement and began to search for the website of the model maker's club.

Limiting the search scope of the public network ip to the vicinity of Jojima Town, he soon found a forum that was suspected to be run by Zongbing Xijun.

Obtain administrator privileges, obtain the account password of the blogger, and further confirm that this person is Xijun Zongbing through relevant public and non-public article information.

Ye Gengyi randomly found a few model pictures from the Internet, implanted the Trojan horse and sent it to the other party through a message, then sorted out the materials and started to make a smart pet toilet cleaner.

About 1 hour passed.

The laptop screen on the console lit up, and a dialog box popped up saying the transfer was complete.

It's pretty fast...Ye Geng grumbled, but there was no surprise.

He got up and went to the laptop, opened the copied album folder and browsed through it.

Not long.

A photo stops in the continuous jumping frame.

On the top, apart from Hondo Eisuke's immature face, which was blurry due to the focal length, sitting on the side of the dining table slightly behind was a man with short curly black hair, dark brown eyes, and a particularly gloomy expression. He looked about forty or fifty years old. man.

this…

Ye Geng frowned imperceptibly, pondered for a moment, and said to himself silently:

"It's not like my own."

Fake father and son?

Suspected child raised by cia?

In an instant, Hondo Eisuke's gradually clear identity became blurred again.

Ye Gengyi saved the photo in the encrypted channel, and was about to clean up the traces, when suddenly the pointer of the mouse stayed on Hondo Yingyou's very characteristic eyes, and he grasped the key point:

"Assuming that they are biological father and son, and their appearance is not inherited from the father, then only the mother is left... and a child who has been reckless since he was a child, can't find a copy of the records in hospitals and various clinics...Of course , if you really can’t find a copy, it will explain the problem even more.”

Mihua Town in the middle of the night.

Under the shadow of the street lights, a pitch-black figure bypassed the security guards who were looking for value, and quietly climbed over the wall of Didan High School.

Ye Geng opened the window of the teaching building, walked straight through the corridor, and came to the archives room.

A mass of silver-white fluid clings to his hand.

Ye Gengyi inserted it into the lock cylinder, making it look like a key, and opened the door with a slight twist.

Dodge into the house.

Ye Gengyi dug out Hondo Yingyou's information from the cabinet in class 2b, and began to check it.

"...Did you live in Kabado-cho before?"

After writing down the few information in the file.

Ye Geng cleaned up the traces, left Didan High School, stole a car from a nearby parking lot, and drove towards Kubadocho.

…

the next morning.

Ye Gengyi bought 4 breakfasts, and came back as if nothing happened, washed and ate.

What made him a little speechless was that the other three people hadn't gotten up yet.

As soon as Ye Geng finished his breakfast, he casually picked up the snow pear that was dozing off on the cat climbing frame.

After letting it stretch on the ground, it licked the hair on its body idly.

Eiko Okuhira lives in Kabado-cho 3-chome...

Ye Geng searched through the hospital's files for nearly 10 years all night, and found this name that appeared in the medical records together with Hondo Yingyou.

It's a pity that it was almost dawn at that time.

Considering that he had to return to Mihua Town, he didn't take the risk of sneaking into the family's house to investigate.

From the basement, I took out the smart pet feeding toilet cleaner that I had made in the middle of the night. When Ye Gengyi installed it, Conan, Hui Yuanai and Dr. A Li also got up one after another and came to the living room.

Afterwards, he leaned over and began to watch.

…

Conan bid farewell and left, returning to Maori Detective Agency, it was already 9:30 in the morning.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Suzuki Sonoko's figure.

"Eh? Sono, sonoko sister..." Conan was stunned.

Obviously, he didn't expect this young lady to come to the office so early.

"Four-eyed brat, you're back." Suzuki Sonoko raised his hand to say hello, his brows and eyes full of expressions of "why did this kid reappear so coincidentally?"

Mao Lilan was arranging the beer cans on the desk, turned around and asked, "Conan, have you had breakfast?"

"I've eaten." Conan looked around, "Isn't uncle here?"

"He ran out early in the morning to watch the horse race."

Mao Lilan sighed helplessly, "Yuanzi and I are going to the hospital to visit our junior high school classmates later, by the way, we might as well eat outside at noon, Conan, you should go too."

"Ah good…"

hum...

Conan was about to nod when suddenly the phone in his pocket rang.

Right pocket?

That's the cell phone of 'Kudo Shinichi'!

Isn't Xiaolan right in front of me? Who's calling?

Conan panicked and didn't have time to explain, so he hurriedly covered his stomach and said, "I'm going to the toilet", and ran to the bathroom.

Sitting on the toilet, closing the door, and taking out his mobile phone to see the number on it, Conan was speechless for a while.

【Hattori Heiji. 】

What are you doing, this guy... wait a minute, it could be the investigation of the cockpit secret room, there has been progress!

Thinking of this, he hastily picked up:

"Hello? Hattori."

"How is it?" Hattori Heiji's voice came, "With your personality, you should have already visited that person called Nishijun Zongbing? Has there been any progress?"

"...You called to ask this." Conan said with half-moon eyes.

"What do you mean 'just want to ask this'?" Hattori Heiji was dissatisfied: "Who was the person who asked me to help collect clues in the first place?"

"That's not what I meant. I thought you called so early because of the secret room in the cockpit..."

Conan explained a sentence and asked back: "How is it? Has the investigation progressed?"

"No."

Hattori Heiji's voice was also serious, "Everyone who saw the scene thought it was an impossible crime."

"Is that so..." Conan was also silent.

"Oh, there's nothing I can do about it. I also asked Uncle Otaki to search for the past files, but I couldn't find a crime with the same method as this one...it's deadlocked."

Hattori Heiji sighed, then turned back to the topic and said, "So what? Is there no progress at all on your side?"

"That's not..."

Conan said: "When we went to inquire about the news, we happened to meet a friend who also knew Mr. Xijun's grandfather. We learned a lot of information from them, and even got photos."

"Photo?" Hattori Heiji grasped the point.

"Yes," Conan nodded, "there are photos of Eisuke Hondo when he was a child, and the man behind him who is supposed to be Eisuke Hondo's father."

"Wow! What a reward!"

Hattori Heiji immediately became excited, "And then? Do you know that man? Could it be the one who tied you up on the flying boat by coincidence?"

Whether it was the hijacking of the flying boat a few days ago, or Hondo Eisuke's mysterious father now, the content all involved that organization.

Although they can't figure out the secret room, they may be able to solve the problem easily through other clues!

"You think too much, I have never seen the man in the photo, and this man should not be a member of that organization..."

Conan dampened the enthusiasm of a certain black skin with a pot of cold water, and continued to share known clues, "Because I heard from Xijun Zongbing and his friends that this person was employed by pany."

"No, no way?" Hattori Heiji subconsciously lowered his voice, "If it's really the pany we thought, things might get tricky, after all, those spies are omnipotent..."

"Of course I know." Conan said helplessly.

"So, I advise you to sit still and compare..."

"What if it's you?" Conan interrupted a certain black skin's persuasion.

"Huh?" Hattori Heiji was puzzled.

"I mean, if it were you, what would you do if you knew the news?" Conan asked.

"That goes without saying, if it's me, of course, no matter who the other party is, first investigate him...uh...no...that..."

Hattori Heiji's blood gradually cooled down, and after he realized it, he suddenly panicked and said, "Kudou, I...I was talking nonsense just now...you don't want to..."

"I'm in the same category as you."

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched slightly, "As long as you find the clues, you will investigate as deeply as possible until your curiosity is satisfied."

"But…"

"Conan?"

Dongdongdong's knock on the door spoiled the atmosphere here.

Mao Lilan said from outside the door: "How long are you going to stay in the toilet? If you don't come out~lightnovelpub.net~ we will leave you and go."

"Horse, right away~" Conan was taken aback.

"Is your stomach uncomfortable?" Mao Lilan continued to ask.

"No, I'll come out soon." Conan said, and hurriedly pressed the flush button behind him.

Hattori Heiji on the other end of the phone just made up the picture in his head, and felt rather lacking in atmosphere, and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing! Kudo... did you actually make such an important call from the bathroom?"

Hehe, what else? Make a cup of coffee and chat while drinking?

Conan Banyue sneered, and then said: "I'm really sorry, I will call you again if there is any new progress, that's all, goodbye."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

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